Message-ID: <35491asstr$1015035005@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <darkpen@hotmail.com> From: "Dark Pen" <darkpen@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: <F105oX2gAb8fyYI7GVH00002672@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 01 Mar 2002 12:33:13.0735 (UTC) FILETIME=[41547170:01C1C11D] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 01 Mar 2002 12:33:13 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} *NEW* Office Games Pt.2 (M/f, BDSM) Date: Fri, 1 Mar 2002 21:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/35491> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hecate, gill-bates This is a work of fiction. 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Copyright c 2001 Dark Pen. ~Dark Pen www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/DarkPen/www Office Games Pt. 2 When Brad arrived at work the next morning, he had no chance to check his laptop because there was an early meeting that lasted until noon. He went to lunch with some of his friends, then he and Donna had to go over more designs for their project. He eyed her appreciatively. She looked very good today. Her skirt was somewhat shorter then usual, and she wore clogs instead of boots. It was a warm day for March, and it looked like she had no stockings on, and, he looked in surprise, no bra either. That was unusual. She didn't usually flaunt her body. It became hard to concentrate, especially since she didn't seem to realize that at one point he could easily see down her shirt, getting a good look at her breast and nipple. He excused himself shortly there after to piss and found himself holding a semi hard cock while urinating. He thought of his messaging with need2sub and wondered how interested in watersports she'd be. She'd said that she liked his work and that included things more extreme than watersports. He went back and spent another hour trying to concentrate on the specs with Donna. He did manage, but she was getting to him. She didn't seem to be flirting or anything, more that she was just aroused herself and letting him know it. In fact, he remembered quite clearly how her cube smelled the night he'd caught her masturbating, and there was more then a hint of that smell now - especially when she leaned near him as they poured over the paperwork. When they finished, he smiled and they went to their respective cubes. Of course, someone else was waiting for his help, so he had no time to do more than activate the cams in her cube and start recording. It ended up being time to go before he realized it. This time, he packed up the laptop when he left so he could run through the footage, if any, at home. He was thinking more about Donna than need2sub on his short ride home. Boy would he love to get his hands on her! He also wondered what need2sub looked like. He hadn't even asked how old she was, even though she'd stated that she was over eighteen. He'd have to do that if she was online tonight. Brad got home and turned on his main computer, then hooked up the laptop. It had recorded a lot from last night, but not so much from today. There was a lot of vid to go over. Brad was very excited, the time spent with Donna having a latent effect on his arousal. He started up the viewer program and began looking through the recording. As it came on, Donna was at her computer, typing. He clicked on the panel to enlarge it to see what was on the screen. Oooo - nice pic! She had a pic on the screen, probably from a news group, of a woman who was tied to a pole. Donna looked at a small window and typed something into it. Brad sat straight up. She was messaging someone. PING. On his desktop the ICQ message lit up letting him know that someone who was on was looking for him. need2sub, in fact. He ignored her for a minute and concentrated on the recording. Donna was playing with her breast as she typed into the message. PING. Damn, that ICQ thing! need2sub: Hello? Edge: Give me a sec, n2s, I'm doing something. need2sug: sure. n2s? Brad ignored the ICQ, eyes glued to the screen as he watched Donna. She was pulling up her skirt. He focused on the vid panels that allowed him to see her lower body. She started to pull down her panties, then stopped and left them on. Hmmm, he thought, what was going on? Brad realized that he was going to have to watch the entire thing. Edge: I need around 15 minutes. BRB need2sub: np Brad watched as Donna rubbed her sex, then typed something into the computer. After a second, she started masturbating, and he had an excellent view. She was wearing panty shields again, but her fingers were under that. She rubbed for several minutes, which made Brad quite excited, then stopped and typed something into the computer. The typing stopped, and Donna removed her blouse, then her bra, then continued to masturbate. Her fingers were working under her panties, and her other hand was busy pulling on her hard nipples and Brad had an excellent view of just how hard she was pulling her thick, dark nipples. Finally she arched in orgasm. She rested for a second, then started typing again. Brad stopped the recording, astonished. Donna was need2sub. This could either be a lot of fun, or a lot of trouble, and he needed time to think on what was going on. Edge: Look, something's come up. I need about an hour. Will you still be on? need2sub: Yes Sir. I'm home tonight because my roommate is out for the evening. Is everything OK? Huh? - oh yea, Donna, everything's just fine! Edge: Yes. BB in an hour. need2sub: i'll be here. Brad sat back in his chair, hungry, aroused and unsure about what he was going to do. He got up and went into the kitchen to make some food while he cooled down and tried to figure out what he should do. Donna didn't know it was him, so he had three choices. He could break it off, he could tell her who he was, or he could just let things go as they were. If he broke it off, no harm, no foul, but she was really beginning to intrigue him. Telling her who he was, at this time, was not an option. That could kill the whole thing. He continued to mull things over as he ate a sandwich, and finally decided to just keep things the way they were. He'd have to be careful, but at least he knew who she was. It would be kind of interesting. Brad sat down and looked at the rest of the vid. She'd masturbated once more before she left, once again licking her fingers clean. She had followed his instructions and left her top and blouse at work. He wondered if he could get her to admit that she hadn't removed her panties after she'd agreed to do it. The rest of the vid was darkness, since all the lights were out. Brad saved the interesting parts and burned them to CD. His hour was almost up. First he opened his email. She had sent him one in response to his instructions. He opened it and started to read. Sir, i did as you ordered. It was easy for me to cum while thinking of what we did. i tasted myself, but i should tell you, Sir, that is not unusual for me. i like how i taste. Tonight i tasted salty and a little tangy. my juice was very thick and i came while licking my fingers. i...i hope that's OK. i also hope that you understand that i have to support myself, so even though i will follow Your directions as best as i can, i won't do anything to screw up my job. i'm sorry Sir, if that disappoints You, but i have little choice. i did go to work with out my bra. i was wet all day and i know that some of the men were looking at me. It made me even more horny. i also flashed one man. He is a little older then me, very nice and quite attractive. i don't know if he was actually looking, because if he was, i never caught him. But there's no way that he could not have seen my breasts. i hope to talk with you tonight, need2sub Brad sat and thought for a moment. How incredibly ironic - he had ordered her to flash someone, and she chosen him! He was surprised that she thought he was attractive. Brad smiled; if she only knew just how very much he had noticed her! Well, time to get back online. He opened ICQ and typed a message to her. Edge: Back. Sorry, there was some stuff that I had to do. Plus I was starved. need2sub: i understand. i ate too. Edge: I got your email. I understand about the work thing and will depend on you to tell me if something I want you to do could cause problems. I certainly wouldn't want you to lose a job! need2sub: ThankYou Sir. i'm glad that you understand reality - there are so many who have no grasp of it. Edge: So, tell me about today. How did things go? I'd like more details. need2sub: Well, i did as You said - I wore a shirt that was easily seen down, and I wore no bra. It was scary, sort of, and exciting. Edge: You've never gone bra-less before? need2sub: Only rarely. my... um, nipples are big, and when I get excited, they are easy to see. Edge: Did that happen today? need2sub: Well, i wore a shirt that kind of hid them. Before i went to see my 'target' <grin> i unbuttoned it a bit. i don't see how he could have missed it, but i got no reaction. Edge: Unless he's dead or gay, it's unlikely he would have missed it. "He sure as hell *didn't* miss it," Brad muttered to himself. need2sub: i don't *think* he's gay. But then, i don't know him well. He found it amusing that he was her target. Talk about irony. Wait a second... Edge: So, you like this guy? Or was it just his lucky day? need2sub: He's cute and seems to be very nice. As i said, i don't know him and he doesn't talk much about himself. Edge: Hmmm. Did it turn you on to be exposing yourself at my orders? need2sub: Yes Sir. Edge: Are you still horny? Or did you take care of yourself? need2sub: <blush> i'm *very* honry Sir need2sub: sorry, i meant horny Edge: LOL I get the gist of what you meant. Are you up for a little play, or is your roommate due home soon? need2sub: i don't think she'll be home real soon. She said she wanted to get dinner and then was seeing a movie. We have some time. Edge: What would she do if she caught you? need2sub: i don't know. <smile> You might like her, she's very cute. Edge: Oh? Tell me about her. need2sub: Well, she's a blond, and she's about 5 feet tall. She's not as thin as i am, but not fat at all. i'm actually pretty thin. She has larger breasts then i do, maybe a bit over a C, and she has a bigger ass then i do. She does aerobics every almost every day. Edge: oooo - hiss, scratch, scratch need2sub: LOL No Sir, i think she is very hot. i know that i have a small ass. Edge: So you find her attractive need2sub: yes Sir. Edge: Would you sleep with her? need2sub: i don't know... maybe. i think she's real hot and it's hard to be around her sometimes when she's not wearing much. Especially when she comes home after a workout. She practically strips at the door, right down to panties and a t-shirt. God she looks good! But i don't have any idea if she's bi. She dates men, so i don't think she's gay. Edge: Don't worry, I'm not about to do something stupid like order you to seduce her. need2sub: good. ThankYou. i like her a lot, and i think i'd have sex with her, but if things didn't go well, i might lose someone who is becoming a good friend. Edge: No problem. So, what are you wearing? (and isn't that a tawdry line?) need2sub: <laughing> Well, Sir, i have on a big smile. Edge: You're naked? need2sub: Well, there's no one home. Edge: That makes things easier. need2sub: ThankYou Sir. How may i serve you? Edge: Yea, don't I wish! I have a nice, hard place for you to sit. need2sub: Speaking of which.... Edge: Yes? need2sub: <blush> Well, you know what i look like. Would You describe Yourself for me? Edge: I'd say that I'm pretty unremarkable. I guess I'm your average white guy <smile>. Nothing outstanding - around six foot tall, dark hair and eyes. I try to keep in shape, so I'm pretty trim, but not a big, well muscled hunk. need2sub: You sound fine to me, Sir... Any other um ... things, You'd like to comment on? Edge: Did you have a specific interest? need2sub: Well, i am sort of curious about what you look like in... other areas. Brad smiled. She wanted to know how big his cock was. He thought about it. Donna was a small woman and he was built pretty big. He wondered how much she would stretch. Of course, he wasn't huge, but there were petite women who would not be happy with a thick, nine inch cock plowing into them. Edge: I see. This is a bit clich . I'm about nine inches. And a little thick. need2sub: Oh my. Well, that sounds nice. Mmmm. i'd love to feel that pounding into me. need2sub: ohmygod. i can't believe that i wrote that! Edge: Heh - that's OK. It's better then you writing something like "Thank God we're only on line!" <smile> need2sub: <big blush> Edge: So, I need some more information from you. need2sub: Yes? Edge: If I ask you to get some sex toys, will you be able to do that? It won't be anything real expensive. Of course, you might already have some of the stuff. need2sub: As long as we're not talking hundreds, i won't have a problem. i don't really have very many toys. Just a vibrator, and the clothes pins that i use. i think there's some rope in the apartment. Edge: Nope. Nothing very expensive. Now for a little scene negotiation. need2sub: Negotiation? Edge: Sure. Fantasy's great an all but, especially online, it'd be nice to know some of your likes and dislikes. need2sub: Yes Sir. i like and would consider doing almost everything in your stories. Not that You've written about any of this stuff, but i would call any kind of mutilation a hard limit. Animals are a hard limit as is anything with an unwilling person. Edge: Well, that's a pretty wide range. Of course, since we are only online, it's not to hard to pretend. Do you have any... special things that turn you on? need2sub: Sir, i must tell you. i know that this is only online, but i fully intend to do whatever You tell me to do to the best of my ability. If all i wanted was pretend, i could go do a chat room, but i have no reason to lie or... cheat on my assignments from You. As long as they don't cross the lines that we have discussed. need2sub: As for special things? Oh boy, this is hard. Edge: Well, I don't expect a comprehensive list, but a few pointers would be good. After all, I have no way of getting visual clues from you. Unless, Brad thought, you happen to be at the office. need2sub: i like some pain, probably i could take more if someone were forcing it on me. i love clamps and tight ropes. In collage i had one boyfriend that liked to use me from behind. He would grab my hair and pull while fucking me really hard. That really got me off. Edge: Because of his control of you? need2sub: Yes, but also <blushing> because i really liked him slamming into me. It actually kinda hurt, but shot me into orbit. Also, as i said, i like having my hair pulled and played with. Edge: Hmmm. I don't think I'll be able to do that from here. need2sub: <WEG> No Sir, and i am sorry about that Sir. <blink, blink - need2sub is looking innocent> Edge: <smile> Yea, innocent. I bet. Continue. need2sub: Yes Sir. i don't consider myself a slut, but i like being called one. i think because it's embarrassing. Being used for another's pleasure really gets me off. It's funny because outside of sex play, if someone treated me that way, i'd kill them. Edge: I understand. So, how has making these revelations made you feel? need2sub: <squirming> Pretty wet, Sir. Edge: Why don't you use one of your hands on yourself while we talk? Just don't cum. need2sub: Yes Sir. i actually have a small confession to make... Edge: Yes? need2sub: When we talked last night and you told me to remove my panties, i didn't. Brad sat back for a second. Huh. She actually admitted to disobeying him. Was she giving him an excuse to start off the scene by punishing her? Edge: Why not? need2sub: <turning very, very red> Well Sir, i wasn't really prepared for playing online. Do You remember that i said there was something very embarrassing that i thought i should tell you? Edge: Yes. need2sub: Well i should tell you now. Edge: Go ahead. need2sub: <taking a deep breath> When i get aroused, two things happen. i get very, very wet, and i have a very strong smell. Thank god i don't get yeast infections! Anyway, i've never had a guy complain about how i smell - they've always told me that they love it and how much they love to go down on me. And they've always been eager to eat me even after the first time. But i usually have a thick towel down under me when i have sex, otherwise the sheets would be literally soaked. If i think that it's going to be a day at work when i'll get real aroused, i wear panty liners to soak up the cum. Edge: I don't have a problem with that. And I understand about the panty thing. need2sub: ThankYou Sir. Edge: Of course, you will still need to be punished for disobeying me. need2sub: <gulp> Yes Sir. Please tell me what i should do. Edge: I assume that even though you are naked at the moment, you are sitting on a cushioned chair with a towel under you. Do you have a hard, wooden chair there? need2sub: Yes Sir, i am sitting on a towel. We have a chair with a wooden seat in the kitchen. Edge: Please go get it and sit in that while we type. need2sub: BRB. Brad waited for a short while, contemplating what he should have her do. need2sub: Back. Edge: Good. Are you still sitting on the towel? need2sub: Yes Sir. Edge: Remove it. You won't be needing it. And don't stop playing with your pussy. need2sub: Um, Sir, that means that the chair is going to be all sticky in a short while. Edge: Will it damage the chair? need2sub: No Sir. Edge: Then I don't see the problem. You'll clean it when we're finished. need2sub: Yes Sir. Edge: <WEG> With your tongue. need2sub: <ulp> yes Sir. Edge: I want you to find a belt, and get your clothes pins and rope. You have exactly 2 minutes. need2sub: BRB Brad waited, and Donna was back before the time limit. need2sub: Back Sir. Edge: How thick is the rope? need2sub: It's just twine Sir, not very thick at all, but pretty rough. Edge: Tease your nipples, then loop the twine around each one. Make sure it's tight, but doesn't cut off your circulation. need2sub: Yes, Sir. need2sub: Done. That feels weird. Edge: In a little while, it'll feel more then weird. So tell me, how many whacks on your ass with that belt do you think you should have to start your punishment? need2sub: Ten Sir? Edge: Ten? OK - but they have to be hard. need2sub: i think i can do that. Shall i start now? Edge: No. I think that a little more preparation is needed. Are you still playing with your pussy? need2sub: Yes, Sir. Edge: How wet is the seat? need2sub: <blushing> very wet sir. Almost like i peed in it. Edge: Do you have any objection to water sports? need2sub: No Sir. Edge: Put those close pins on your outer labia. need2sub: All of them Sir? Edge: How many do you have? need2sub: 8 Edge: Just use one on each side then. need2sub: ouch. Edge: Does that hurt? need2sub: yes Sir. But it's making me more horny. Edge: What number are you at? need2sub: 7 Edge: Good. Now, for the next minute, I want you to play only with your clit, and pull hard on twine on your nipples. need2sub: Yes Sir. The twine is pretty rough. i'll start now. Edge: OK, stop now. Where is your arousal? need2sub: 9 Sir. Will i be allowed to cum? Edge: Not yet. need2sub: oooooh. Edge: I think that it's almost time for the belt. need2sub: yes Sir. Edge: But first, we can have you making all kinds of noises for the neighbors to hear, so we should gag you. need2sub: i don't have a gag Sir. Edge: No problem. Go into your roommate's room, or where ever she keeps her laundry, and find the dirtiest pair of panties you can. Put them in your mouth with the pad on your tongue, then return. need2sub: SIR??? Edge: Is there a problem? need2sub: no Sir. Edge: Good. Let me know when you get back. Donna was back in a short time. need2sub: Back. Edge: Good. How do you feel about my command to gag yourself with your roommate's panties? I mean, compared to some of the stuff you might eventually do, that's pretty mild. need2sub: It makes me *very* horny, Sir. i went into her room and looked around. In her laundry basket, there was the pair that she wore today. They were pretty dirty, because i saw her in them this morning, and i know she showered last night. Plus, she wore them to her workout, then home from the gym. She took a shower after her workout, just before she went out tonight. <Blushing> They were still damp and taste salty. i think that she must have been aroused at some point because there was a little stain on them. And they smelled very good. need2sub: i am at a nine, Sir. Brad thought about what Donna had just written and realized that she'd given him a complete description so that she could arouse him. Very considerate, and a lot more fun then just, Yes Sir, and I'm cuming. She was getting into this. Good. Edge: Good. Now, stop playing with yourself, and use that belt on your ass. It should be red when you are finished. need2sub: Yes Sir. Brad waited for a time, then Donna came back online. need2sub: Your slave is quite red now Sir. Ten on each side, as you ordered. Brad knew that he had not ordered her to do twenty, only ten. She had decided to interpret it as ten to a cheek. That was worth remembering. Edge: Good girl. Where is your arousal? need2sub: Still a 9 Edge: Perhaps you would like to cum then. Have you ever whipped your pussy? need2sub: No Sir. i have slapped it while masturbating. Edge: OK, here's what I want you to do. Take more twine, and attach it to those clips on your pussy, then tie it to your legs so that when you spread your legs your cunt gets pulled open. Let me know when you are finished. need2sub: Finished Sir. Edge: Now open your legs as wide as you can. need2sub: Oh - that hurts Sir. This really pulls me open. Mmmm. I'm still at a nine. Edge: Good. Take two clothes pins and put one on each nipple. This took longer then he expected. need2sub: Oh, Sir, this hurts A LOT. Edge: Where is your arousal? need2sub: 8 Edge: Would you like to remove the clips? need2sub: Only if You would if You were here. Edge: Good - they stay on. Now, get your arousal back up and let me know when you are near to cuming. need2sub: Oh Sir, they really hurt. Thank You. Either she was pretending very well, or Donna was into pain. Brad knew that her nipples had to be very swollen and sensitive from the twine and that those clothes pins were really hurting. need2sub: aln as almost there Edge: Use the belt on your cunt. Since you're being held open nice and wide you should have easy access to it with the belt. If you can cum that way you may have an orgasm. If not, you don't get an orgasm tonight. need2sub: Yes Sir Brad's cock was very hard now and he was stroking it, imagining Donna as she was at this moment, clamped, spread and whipping her sex with a belt. It wouldn't take much for him to cum either, but he wanted to wait until he was offline so that he could watch the vid that he had of her. need2sub: Only one Sir? Edge: Huh? need2sub: orgasm. Am I allowed more than one? Edge: no - not tonight. There is supposed to be SOME punishment to this, after all :) need2sub: Yes Sir. Thank you for the one orgasm - it was *very* good Sir. i am still very horny. Edge: Good. A little frustration might be good for you. need2sub: <grrrrr><big smile> Are You frustrated Sir? Edge: A bit. But I'll survive. need2sub: If there is anything i can do... Edge: Not to worry, I'll be fine. You can, by the way, removed the clamps and the twine. need2sub: Yes Sir need2sub: Youch! Those things hurt like hell coming off. Edge: Yup. Glad you're still horny? need2sub: Yes Sir. i... like how it feels when they come off. Edge: You are a bit of a pain slut, aren't you? need2sub: <blushing> yes Sir. Edge: I like that in a woman. need2sub: i am glad to be able to serve you, Sir. Edge: Do you get off serving someone. need2sub: Yes Sir. i like to be used for sex and often orgasm just by someone using me with no regard for how i feel. It's complicated, because i don't like to feel like an object, just like a sexy toy that has no say in how she's fucked. It's hard to explain. For instance, the same guy that i was talking about earlier, also taught me to deep throat. He really liked fucking my throat. He liked blow jobs too, but fucking my throat really got him off. me too. Edge: Sounds like you liked this guy? Should I ask what happened? need2sub: we moved to different parts of the country. Also, as much as he turned me on, he wasn't a Master. That's what i really wanted. Edge: Well, I think that I'll call it quits for tonight? need2sub: <pouting> is Sir tired of his toy? Edge: LOL Hardly! Remember how you are supposed to clean that chair. Of course, you may removed the panties to do that. You are to remain nude until you shower for work tomorrow. Don't forget to put the panties back where they belong. need2sub: Yes, Sir. But what if she comes home? Plus i usually eat breakfast before i shower in the morning. Edge: Then I guess you'll have to let her see you nude or change how you do things in the morning. I won't make you do it every morning. And, I'll be making up an email to send you with what I want you to buy for our sessions - providing you still have an interest in continuing them? need2sub: Oh YES Sir! i DO! i look forward to the things that You will do to me. Edge: Good night then. need2sub: Good night and thank You Sir. <EG> Sleep well. Edge: You'll pay for that... Brad signed off. He was absolutely delighted. Donna showed the same quick, light sense of humor online as she did at work. If she really was following his directions, then she was obviously getting into this big time. He wished there was some way to tell when she wasn't at the office. Oh well, he'd work on it. And in the mean time, he had some instructions to write out and a throbbing cock to take care of. 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