The Boss's Pet Ch. 01

Day22

Diana has ignored me since the incident in the club with her friend Laurie. I spent a miserable weekend worrying about her. By the end of yesterday I was getting desperate, and felt so horny.

So today I'm dressed entirely to please her, I know I want her so much. Wearing no panties is such a sexy thing. I'm constantly aware of my naked pussy, and think that everyone must realise how I'm dressed, but I dare not put my panties on in case Diana decided to make up..

I worked late (!) and Diana was still in her office (waiting for me?). When everyone else had left I timidly knocked on her door. Taking all my courage I went in and immediately said how sorry I was that I ran out on her. We discussed it and I ended up sitting on her knee.

After we had kissed for a bit, and a few tears from me, she told me I would have to be punished for my behaviour at the club. I smiled for the first time, not because I was about to be punished, but because I was accepted again

"Over my knee" she said.

Holding my skirt up, I stretched out across her knee. I loved the feel of her warm leg and the material of her skirt on my pussy. She started caressing my ass, (not what I was expecting,) then down between my thighs, I spread them without being told to.

She soon had me deliciously wet and open for her and I began to feel my orgasm approaching.

It was then that she started to spank me -- hard. It went on for ages. I began to weep but still she spanked me.

Her hand moved from my bottom to my pussy, it was a real shock when she spanked me there, but fortunately not as hard. It must have turned her on because the spanking became caressing and then finger fucking. This time she let me cum, and it was tremendous!

She helped me up and led me to her couch, where we kissed and cuddled some more. It was lovely wrapped in her arms.

She said she had to go. I could stay in her office until I had got myself together enough to go home. She made no mention of a date or anything, so as she was leaving I told her that my husband was away this week and would she like to come for a meal tomorrow, She said she'd be delighted.

Of course, being alone in her office I had a little snoop round. All her desk drawers were locked except for the top one, and there inside it was a whip, with rubber strands and a dildo shaped handle. Of course I had to give the handle a trial run before I went home.

Day23

I've just been in to see Diana (purely business) but as usual as I stood next to her her hand was up my skirt and onto my pussy, just gently feeling.

She said how much she was looking forward to this evening, and should she bring anything? As she said this she opened her top drawer, and there it was, that whip.

I went bright red, totally giving myself away, and stammered something like

"Bring anything you like."

"What do you mean Sarah, anything?"

Oh, please don't make me ask for it, but she did, and I gave in, as usual.

"Please bring the whip Diana".

"And?" Oh no, I'm not going to ask for that, please don't make me, but of course she did.

"And the strap-on, please Diana." (I'd never actually spoken that word before! )

Before Diana arrived I made up my breasts. Probably too much, they look gorgeous, and sooo tarty! I put my apron and heels on, nothing else. I had time to lay out the hors-d'oevres and the things for the stir-fry (quick and easy) and there she was at the door.

Deep breath, smile, open the door. There she was, smiling at me holding her briefcase and a bunch of flowers. A chase peck from her, and I turned round and walked ahead., revealing my bare back view. A cry of surprise and she pulled me to her and kissed me deeply, still clutching briefcase and flowers.

She produced a small gift wrapped box in a bag with a flower on it. When I opened it I found nipple clamps. A silver chain with rubbery coated clips on the end that tighten by sliding a ring up them. She said she had to prepare my nipples. She licked and sucked them till they were really hard, then put the clips on at the back of the nipples, almost on the areoae. She said if I wanted more sensation, she would move them to the very tips ("No, that's fine, thank you Diana"). She tightened them gently, but more than I would have! They made me catch my breath, painful enough to make me constantly aware of my breasts.

She backed be onto the couch, head straight between my thighs. As I came she pulled the nipple chain. Wow, it really hurt, but I couldn't stop moving against her mouth as I came. When I had calmed down she allowed me to undress her. She was wearing her baggy trousers and we can guess what under them! She again stopped me taking her bra off, but I really loved holding her "cock" and rubbing it.

We ate the hors-d'oevres on the couch. She ate off me and I off her (she drank white wine from my navel) I ate off her "cock" but the rubber rather spoilt the taste!

I told her her bra was going to get all mushed up from the food, so she relented and took it off!! Her breasts are lovely, not as big as mine but much firmer, with gorgeous perky nipples and huge pink areolae. She let me suckle them!! I couldn't leave them alone.

I cooked the stir fry with D standing beside me, her hand on my pussy gently caressing me. She ate one-handed as well!

She returned to the couch and her briefcase, and produced the whip. I was frightened but tingly all over. I just stood there as she stroked me with it, then she started to lash my ass. I quickly realised that although it stung a bit, I had nothing to fear from it. After moving up and down my back, and the back of my legs (that hurt more) she moved to my front, and asked me to spread my legs. Now this was getting more serious.

She whipped the inside of my thighs, getting alarmingly close to my pussy. This really hurt and I moved my arms to protect myself. She told me crossly to keep my arms by my sides, but after another lash that almost reached my pussy, my arms were back again. She made me put my hands behind my head, this somehow added to my sense of shame and humiliation. She decided she'd done enough to the inside of my thighs and moved up to my stomach.

That was OK but then she reached my breasts. Every lash had them jiggling about alarmingly, and I couldn't keep still. Only a few lashes had me crying. I was still standing with my legs spread, and when I thought it was all over, she brought the whip straight up between my legs onto my pussy. The shock made me squeal and clutch myself. I don't think she even did it very hard, but it really stung, and shocked me and it was in this state, with me sobbing, that she bent me over the couch and fucked me, first my pussy and then my ass. I was sobbing all the time she fucked me, but I couldn't have bared for her to stop. She pulled the nip chain as I came so hard it pulled right off my nipples.

She led me, still sobbing, into the bedroom and got into bed with me, and held me in her arms till I slept. I woke in the night to find her gently masturbating me, and when she realised I was awake, she put her other hand round behind me and a finger into my ass. It was a gentle loving fucking, while I suckled her breast. Afterwards I drifted back to sleep in her arms, with my mouth still against her breast.

Day24

When the alarm clock woke me she was gone. I don't know when she left, but she had tidied up the apartment and stacked the dishes. My nipple chain was in its box by the bedside. Before I got dressed I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. I have red marks on my breasts, thighs and bottom. I stood gazing at them, and my hand crept down to my pussy. I was shocked to find how wet I was, just from looking at the red marks, I managed to control myself and get dressed, but I really did want to masturbate standing there.

Later in Diana's office she turned me round and raised my skirt and gazed for ages as my bottom. It was still red from the night before, though it was fading. She didn't say much, just that it looked gorgeous, and sent me back to work with a gentle slap on it.

She has said that we are going to her club tonight. I didn't know what to say, but she said that she won't let me get involved with Laurie again so I guess it will be all right. She will come and collect me from my apartment. Quickie first? That will be nice!

Diana arrived early, I had just make up my breasts and hadn't got dressed, so I thought, what the hell, I'm hoping for a quickie anyway, so I kept her waiting at the door while I put on my nipple chain then opened the door naked. I realised I'd done up the nipple thing too tight, but it was too late to alter that now.

Diana was delighted, and we had our quickie, which left me with a red bottom again!

In the taxi she began to caress my pussy. I leaned back and spread my legs for her. I don't know if the taxi driver was watching in his mirror, I didn't care.

But she is so so good at it, she knows exactly when I'm about to cum, and she slowed right down and wouldn't let me. When I saw we were nearly at the club I was reduced to saying "Please Diana" but she said I would have to wait.

As usual we sat down with her friends, Laurie was already there, and moved to sit the other side of me. She soon had her hand on my leg but Diana picked it up and removed it. They glared at each other, but Diana is a tough lady and Laurie backed down. Diana took me onto the dance floor, and soon had her hands under my skirt and onto my bottom, I felt certain that she was raising my skirt and showing Laurie, and everybody else, my bare red ass.

I was right, because later, when Diana went to the bar, Laurie leaned over me, hand back on my thigh, she asked me how Diana had made my ass so red. I was so embarrassed and humiliated, I just shook my head, but she persisted, and I told her with her whip. She smiled and said it looked lovely, she'd love to caress it, did I want to dance? I told her no I didn't.

She gave me a piece of paper with her phone number on. She said that none of Diana's girlfriends lasted very long, and when Diana had had enough of me, to give her a call. She had her other hand on her 'cock' and was stroking it, I realised I was staring at it, and hastily dragged my eyes away, blushing furiously. We saw Diana returning, so Laurie took her hand off my thigh (it had been creeping up and had just about reached my pussy) and I hurriedly put her note in my purse.

Back at her flat Diana did the smile and the raised eyebrow thing and I quickly undressed as sexily as I could. (I still hate the way I respond to her signals, but I was too horny to deal with that issue). I wanted to do it slowly and sexily, but by then I desperately needed to cum and I couldn't get my clothes off quickly enough. After I had stood for inspection, legs apart, pussy and upper thigh glistening, feeling shame and embarrassment, she undressed herself, except for her bra again, and put the thing on.

I sat on her knee facing her, and at last we fucked!!! I did reach behind her and remove her bra and she didn't stop me so I had those fantastic breasts to hold, but then she told me to put my arms behind me and hold onto her knees. She began to slap my breasts, making them jiggle about, Needless to say this had me crying out with pain/humiliation/joy and I fucked her even harder. Of course I soon came, and collapsed into her arms, where she held me and kissed and cuddled me with the thing still in my pussy.

When I got home and was getting my keys out of my purse I found Laurie's note. I was about to throw it away when something stopped me. I folded it up and put it in a drawer. I am confused about Laurie. I remembered her hand creeping up my leg and how disappointed I felt when Diana came back and she had to stop.

With shame I remember how totally I succumbed to her that first time. I'm also confused why I lied and told Laurie that Diana had whipped me. She hadn't actually, just spanked me with her hand, but somehow that seemed feeble when Laurie asked me the question.

I can't get Laurie out of my head, she's the type of aggressive lesbian I hate, but I can't forget how much she excites me. Looking back to this evening, it was such a shame the Diana got back just before Laurie's hand reached my pussy. If I didn't want her, why did I open my legs so willingly for her?