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From: "Dark Pen" <darkpen@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Office Games Part 9 (M/f BDSM)
Date: Thu, 23 May 2002 06:10:03 -0400
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Hello Folks-

	Here is Office Games 9.  If you haven't read the previous parts, you might 
not understand or enjoy this one very much.  As of this posting date, all 
parts except this one are on my site in both text and HTML format.

	Thank you all for the comments and suggestions that I have recieved.  I try 
to answer every one, and I hope that I haven't missed anyone.  If I have, I 
appologize.  And if you did send in a suggestion, just because you haven't 
seen it doesn't mean you won't!  So if you think of something, let me know  
- especially welcome are suggestions about things you'd like to see Brad 
make Donna do.

This is a work of fiction.  If you are under whatever arbitrary age your 
elected officials have decided to choose for viewing adult material, 
understand that you will be breaking the law if you read this.  If you get 
caught,  I don't want to get blamed because your parents can't keep track of 
you.

Please don't try this stuff at home (or anywhere else, for that matter).  
Some of it could be very dangerous.  If you have a hard time telling fantasy 
from reality, please don't read any of my writings and go seek medical help.

If you are a religious fanatic of any flavor and you hate my stuff, please 
note that you shouldn't be here to begin with - no one forced you here.  If 
you are offended by sexual liturature (such as it is) then go visit 
somewhere else.

This story may not be posted on any pay site with out my permission.  It may 
not be archived with out permission from the author and if it's reposted, 
this information must remain with it.  Copyright c 2002 Dark Pen.

~Dark Pen
www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/DarkPen/www




Start Office Games Pt. 9

	When Brad finally got home, he couldn't wait to view the video.  It was 
unlikely that Donna was home yet anyway, since she had that stop to make on 
her way.  He grinned and wished that he could be where ever it was she 
stopped.  It was a shame that he couldn't order her to stop at a specific 
place, but he didn't want to tip his hand about knowing the area.  As soon 
as he got home he had a decision to make: look at the video or wait for 
later.  He *could* pull out the video that he'd just made, but he knew he'd 
never make it through it with out cuming.  He would rather do that while he 
was online with Donna.

	He grabbed some food while trying to cool down.  He really wanted her, live 
and in person, but every time he thought about that coming true, that damn 
little gremlin in his head jumped out and pounced on his ego.  Aside from 
sex, there was just nothing in common between them, and he knew that he'd 
fuck things up by wanting too much from her.  He was coming to acknowledge 
that he cared a lot for her.  He grinned thinking that it was a lust filled 
caring, but then lust could - should, be part of love.  The gremlin 
absolutely fell over it's self laughing about that one.  He mentally swatted 
at it, missed as usual, and the thing fled leaving only a slowly spinning 
sign that had the words FOOL written in bright red.  Brad sighed, 
frustrated, horny and a bit lonely and went about his business.

	He waited for another hour before logging on.  He checked his email - 
nothing, then logged onto ICQ.  need2sub was already online.

	Edge:  Hello.
	need2sub:  Hello Sir.
	Edge:  How was your ride home?
	need2sub:  Frustrating.  Scary and somewhat humiliating.  In short, i can't 
remember a time when i've been this horny!
	Edge:  So, following my directions to expose yourself aroused you?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir. A LOT!

	Poor baby, thought Brad.  Now she knew how he felt the entire day.  His 
evil/playful mood was rapidly returning.  He wondered just how far he could 
push Donna tonight.  He wondered if he should even try.  Considering how he 
felt, if they were in real life, tonight he be pushing her limits, that's 
for sure.

	Edge:  Is your roommate home?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir, she's sitting on couch - mostly naked, as usual, and 
looking all soft and clean from her shower.  God she's hot!
	Edge:  So, tell me about your ride home.
	need2sub:  i went to the car and removed my shirt, then the lace top.  It 
was very hot - i think that it set a record here.  Anyway, that was a trick 
to do with out being seen and i was very excited.  Also so nervous, since 
there were people leaving the building for the day.  The car was very hot 
and i started to sweat a bit.  When i finally got going i noticed i needed 
gas so i went to a station that i never go to because they are so expensive.
	Edge:  A gas station!  Gee, you really did want to display your self!
	need2sub:  Yes, Sir.  i am/was feeling *so* horny and *so* submissive.  i 
thought that my actions would please You.
	Edge:  They did.  What are you wearing now?
	need2sub:  Just a pair of panties.  i had to change out of the other ones.  
They were soaked and it would be pretty obvious to my roommate.  Besides, 
it's pretty warm in here but not too bad and since neither of us are wearing 
any clothes, the air conditioning would be over kill.
	Edge:  What's your roommate wearing?
	need2sub: <squirming>  A thin crop top and panties.
	Edge:  Does looking at her excite you?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  You know that i have fantasies about you both.
	Edge:  Does she know that you are online with me?
	need2sub:  She knows that i'm online, but i didn't tell her specifically 
that i'd be on with you.
	Edge:  Continue with your story.  And while you do, why don't you play with 
yourself a bit.

	There was a pause.  Brad wondered if she'd balk or not.  If she wouldn't do 
this, then there were other things he had planned that she would *really* 
balk at tonight.  She only *thought* she couldn't play while her roommate 
was home.  He had other plans for her.

	need2sub:  You *do* know that my roommate is less then 15 feet away, right 
Sir?
	Edge:  Yes.  Is it likely that she'll see you?  And, if so, would it cause 
a problem between you?
	need2sub:  It's *possible* for her to see me, but not real likely - 
especially if i am very careful.  It's more likely that she would hear or 
smell me.   But after our conversation last night, i don't think it would 
cause a problem between us.
	Edge:  Glad to hear it.  The order stands.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir - but i'm so nervous and horny.  What if i start to cum?
	Edge:  Then I guess you'll be in lots of trouble unless you stop <WEG>

	After that her responses were a little slower, presumably because she was 
typing with one hand.

	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  So, when i got out to pump the gas at the station, i 
know that there were a number of people looking at me.  i mean, i did look 
kind of slutty - a short skirt and a see through top will do that to you.  i 
tried to ignore it, but it made me so hot to know they could see my breasts 
with out much effort.  When i went inside to pay, i knew it would be 
difficult.  i was *so* horny and nervous, there's no way anyone could miss 
my nipples - especially since it was air conditioned in there.  Not only 
that, but my scent was pretty strong at that point.  The guy behind the 
counter took a *long* time to count out my change, that's for sure.  By the 
time i got back to the car, i was soaked, panting and so aroused.  It took 
the whole drive home to calm down.  i did make it in here with out anyone 
seeing me.  KC was in the shower when i got here.
	Edge:  KC?
	need2sub:  Since i have to type one handed, writing out roommate every time 
is too hard.
	Edge:  So, you enjoyed having people watching you?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.
	Edge:  How wet are you now?
	need2sub: very.
	Edge:  So, I guess I should hear about this conversation that you had with 
KC last night.
	need2sub:  OK.  She's still on the couch btw.  And if she goes to get some 
food, she's going to see me.
	Edge:  The fortunes of war, m'dear.  Is my poor little slut still horny?
	need2sub:  yes
	Edge:  Does doing this where KC could catch you make you more aroused?
	need2sub:  very.
	Edge:  I bet you'd love to cum, wouldn't you?  Especially if I talked you 
through it while KC was on the couch.
	need2sub:  i think so, Sir.
	Edge:  You *think* so, eh?  Well, while you are thinking, why don't you 
clean your hand, go into your room and get the panties that you wore today.  
Oh yes, and get the nipple loops as well.

	Again Brad wondered if he was pushing too far.  It took a short time for 
her to reply.

	need2sub:  BRB.

	Hmmm.  Apparently not.  Brad's earlier mood was back in full force.  His 
hard cock reminding him how much he'd love to have the woman as his slave.

	need2sub:  Back.
	Edge:  Great.  Are you excited thinking about what I might ask you to do?  
Wondering how far you'll go or if you'll give up and beg me not to expose 
you to KC?
	need2sub:  Gods yes!  How is it that You can arouse me so much with just a 
few words?
	Edge:  All part of our friendly service.  Now, why don't you tell me what 
happened yesterday with KC.  That was something that you wanted to tell me, 
right?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  <trying to stop her hands from shaking>  i had 
finished cleaning up everything and i was coming out of the bedroom for one 
last check when i literally ran into her.  She'd gotten home earlier then i 
thought she would.  i'd cleaned up the toys, but i was completely nude.  i 
was intending to do a last check, then wipe my thighs with a cloth before 
putting on panties.  There was a lot of blood and cum on my thighs and i 
didn't want to get it all over everything, or to gross out KC.  Anyway, she 
was very surprised to see me.
	Edge:  I bet.
	need2sub: <smiling>  i was very startled, then mortified because there was 
no way to hide what i looked - and smelled -like.  She just looked at me and 
asked if she should leave until i was finished.  i was so shaken up that i 
said the first thing that came to mind, that we were finished.  Naturally, 
that made me blush a lot.  i don't fluster easy, but here i was, obviously 
still sexually aroused, smelling and looking like i'd just been fucked, 
facing my (for once) fully dressed roommate.  It didn't help that she looked 
*so* hot.  <blush>  i found myself wanting to kneel to her - You left me in 
that much of a submissive mood.
	Edge: C'mon, you find her sexy anyway and you've told me that you'd like to 
submit to her and me at the same time.
	need2sub:  Yes i did, but the reality of having another woman see me this 
exposed was quite different.  Scary, embarrassing and exciting at the same 
time.
	Edge:  Does thinking about it now arouse you?
	need2sub:  Yes, but not as much as what came later - and i bet it's not 
what You're thinking!
	Edge:  Thinking or hoping?
	need2sub:  <grinning>  Maybe both.  i'll tell You that we didn't have sex, 
or anything even close, but i was still excited all the same.  She just 
stood there with this smile on her face asking me to tell her why i had 
marks all over me.  Especially when it was obvious that i had been alone in 
the house.  Truthfully Sir, if she had commanded me to serve her, i don't 
know what i would have done.  But i doubt that she knows enough to know 
that.  She is really naive about BDSM.
	Edge:  Go on.
	need2sub:  She was very insistent about knowing what had happened, and 
bugged me until i agreed to tell her what had happened.  When i tried to 
tell her i needed to get cleaned up a little before i could speak to her, 
she said something that really embarrassed me - and made me almost melt.

	There was a pause.  Brad waited, then typed a message.

	Edge:  You going to make me pull these little details out of you?
	need2sub:  Sorry, she just got up to go to the kitchen and i didn't want 
her to see what was on the screen.  i did get a very curious look though.
	Edge:  Is she still in there?
	need2sub:  No, Sir.
	Edge:  Good, now you can tell me what she said that made you so 
embarrassed.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  She said that she didn't mind how i looked, or 
smelled, and begged me to tell her what happened.  She grabbed my hand and 
kinda tugged on my toward the living room.
	Edge:  She pulled you into the living room?
	need2sub:  Not exactly - just sort of a playful tug.  i went, but when she 
sat on the couch, i realized that i couldn't because i'd stain it.  So i 
knelt on the floor at her feet.  i think that somehow, you left me in or 
near sub-space because kneeling at her feet really aroused me.  i ended up 
telling her almost everything that happened.  Most of the things you made me 
do, but not all.  She looked like it was getting her excited.  She also 
asked if i could cum during a session like that.  i told her yes, but that i 
wasn't allowed tonight because i was being punished.  And that set her off 
on a whole new round of questioning.
	Edge:  Wow - you told her a lot.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  You told me to use my judgment, and i did.  Was i 
correct?
	Edge:  Sure - as long as she wasn't disturbed by what you told her.
	need2sub:  Well, she was shifting in her seat by the end and i don't think 
she was angry<smile>
	Edge:  Boy, they weren't kidding when they said that girls are explicit 
when they talk!
	need2sub:  We like all the details <grinning>
	need2sub:  Sir?  If KC had wanted me, and i'd let her use me, would You 
have been angry?

	Brad's heart clenched as he once again contemplated loosing this woman - 
especially to another woman!  It was very tough, but he didn't want to come 
off as a jealous asshole.

	Edge:  I didn't tell you that you couldn't play with other people.  Do you 
want to serve her?
	need2sub:  Not exactly.
	Edge:  What do you mean by that?
	need2sub:  i want to serve You.
	Edge:  I'm flattered.  What if I told you that, if she ever tried to use 
you, that you should go along with it?
	need2sub:  i *think* i would do it.  i honestly don't know, Sir.  i guess 
it's kind of sexy for You to think of me serving a woman.
	Edge:  Yes, it is.  But, at this time, i certainly wouldn't order you to do 
it.  If the subject comes up between you two, use your best judgment and 
tell me about it later.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir. i think i would most likely tell her that i have to ask 
Your permission.  Is that OK Sir?
	Edge:  Yes, that's fine.  So, has all this talk kept your interest peeked?
	need2sub:  About what?
	Edge:  Are you still horny?
	need2sub:  LOL - that's beginning to be a constant thing around You Sir.
	Edge:  Would you like to cum?
	need2sub:  i think so.
	Edge:  You *think* so?  You're not sure if you'd like to have another 
orgasm?
	need2sub:  i'm not sure i can do what ever it is You have in Your ... 
creative... mind.
	Edge:  LOL Ah, she doesn't trust me!  I'm crushed, but, I do understand.  
I'm sure that you don't need to cum again today anyway.  Or tomorrow...
	need2sub:  SIR!  That's not what i meant!
	Edge:  Oh, so you DO want to cum again...
	need2sub:  if that is Your wish, Sir.
	Edge:  Of course, it wouldn't do to make it too easy on you...
	need2sub:  No Sir.
	Edge:  Well, I can write to you, and you can masturbate.  Starting now.  Of 
course, since KC is in the room with you, you'll have to be quite.  You can 
do that best by gagging yourself with the panties that you wore earlier 
today.
	need2sub:  You like having me do that, don't You?
	Edge:  Yes, I do.  I like the thought of you being gagged with your own 
taste on your tongue.  Is that a turn-off to you?
	need2sub:  No Sir.  It is a little humiliating, but apparently a little 
humiliation makes me hot.
	Edge:  Good - so you're up for the challenge?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.
	Edge:  OK.  Remember, you can't leave the chair to do this.  You'll have to 
risk getting caught by KC.
	need2sub:  i know Sir, i guess that is what makes it more exciting.
	Edge:  Oh yes, and I'd like you to apply those nipple nooses - nice and 
tight.  Even though I can't see you now, I can imagine how those wonderful 
nipples of yours will be all hard from the pressure.
	need2sub:  She's going to see that.
	Edge:  If she says anything, open note pad and write a message saying that 
we're playing and you'll explain later.

	Brad didn't think that she'd go for this, but in his mood, he really didn't 
care.  He wanted to see what her limits were and now was a good time to 
start.

	need2sub:  Done Sir.
	Edge:  You are allowed one orgasm.  You may start now, while I write to 
you.  You don't need to concentrate on writing back, if you don't want to.  
I suspect that you'll have enough trouble keeping KC from knowing what 
you're doing.
	need2sub:  You want her to find out, don't You?
	Edge:  Not exactly.  What I want is to start finding you limits.  Can't 
push on something if I don't know where it is.
	need2sub:  i understand Sir.
	Edge:  So, look over at KC.  She's pretty hot, eh?
	need2sub:  yes
	Edge:  Can you imagine what it would be like if I had been there the other 
night instead of just being online?  And she had shown an interest in 
getting physical with you?  Imagine me standing there, giving her permission 
to touch you, play with you.
	need2sub:  Oh Sir, this isn't going to take long at all..
	Edge:  Got you excited?  Imagine me cuffing your hands behind you, then 
tying your elbows together.  I could put some clips on your nipples and tell 
her that you had to make her cum before I'll remove them.  You would already 
have been in a collar, so I would have pulled you to your feet and into the 
living room.  There, she would have already removed her panties, but not her 
skirt.  We both would have been dressed and you would be serving nude, on 
your knees.
	Edge:  I would have set you in front of her and ordered you to pleasure 
her.  Imagine your beautiful friend leaning back on the sofa, her feet on 
the cushions, legs spread and holding your head, guiding you with her hands 
to her pussy.
	Edge:  Of course, it would be boring if I just stood there, but with a 
handy whip, I could start laying stripes on your ass.  You would buck with 
each strike, your mouth sucking her soaked cunt while the chain on the 
nipple clamps pulled and tugged on your sore nipples.
	Edge:  Her first orgasm arrives, you are jealous and aroused because she 
has had what your body is craving.  Her scent fills your nose and you jerk 
again, the sharp slap of the whip reminding you of your place.
	Edge:  Soon, she nears another orgasm, your mouth and chin are sticky with 
her secretions.  As she begins to orgasm, she grabs your head pulling you 
into her sex and I change the angle of the whip.  Up it strikes, slapping 
onto your pussy causing your to scream into her cunt, the vibration making 
it better for her as once again she cums in your mouth.
	need2sub:
	need2sub:
	need2sub:

	Brad waited.  Evidently, Donna had cum, with her roommate in the same room. 
  She'd tapped the enter key to signal him that she had finished.

	Edge:  Yes?

	Brad waited again.

	need2sub:  Sorry.  Recovering.  had to use message to roommate.
	Edge:  So, you were unsuccessful in keeping her from noticing your orgasm?
	need2sub:  Sort of.  i think that i'll have more explaining to do tonight.  
She saw parts of Your message.  i guess she'd gone back into the kitchen and 
i was too preoccupied to notice.  oops.
	Edge:  So, you came?
	need2sub:  Yes Sir - very hard.  i like Your description of what You'd like 
to see happen.
	Edge:  You can remove the nipple nooses and the panties now.
	need2sub:  Yes Sir.  i should probably go now.  i haven't eaten or anything 
yet.  Shall i assume that i'm not allowed to shower until the morning?
	Edge:  Yes, unless you think that KC will be offended.
	need2sub:  she wasn't the other night.
	Edge:  OK - if you get a chance, write me an email telling me what happens. 
  Oh, and if you do end up explaining what happened tonight - ensure that 
you are kneeling on the floor when you have the conversation.
	need2sub: <eyes down>  Yes Sir.  i will do that.  i'm sorry that i have to 
go.  If i were there, i hope that You would allow me to satisfy You.
	Edge:  No worries there.  <smile>  And boy do I have something that needs 
some satisfaction!
	need2sub:  i'm sorry to leave You like this Sir.
	Edge:  No matter.  I'll look for your email.  Good night
	need2sub:  Good night Sir.

	They signed off.

	Brad sat back for a minute imagining Donna masturbating in front of her 
computer, her roommate only feet away.  Then he went and got out the video 
that he'd taken this afternoon and watched it.  It didn't take long for him 
to cum either.

	He checked his email before going to bed but there wasn't anything - other 
then spam, of course.  It irritated him that Hotmail would strip out the 
latest worm that was going around, but still charge his account over a 100k 
for each message, even though the messages were blank.  He supposed that he 
should be happy that they were getting rid of the worm at all, but since 
they were always pressuring people to buy more space (like what part of 
anonymous didn't they understand?) they were probably allowing blank 130k 
messages on purpose.

	Brad slept well and found himself whistling on his way to the office.  
Things with need2sub were going well - in cyber, anyway.  Thinking back 
though, he realized that he hadn't actually seen her - aside from the park, 
in several days.  Well, that wasn't too unusual, although considering they 
were sharing a project, they should touch base more often.  Was he the one 
avoiding her?  He didn't think so, but he hadn't gone out of his way to 
speak to her either.  Well, they had a small presentation to give Friday, so 
he'd have to see her before then.  He smiled, in fact, perhaps he could find 
a way to make that presentation more interesting for her.  If he could come 
up with something good, he was sure he'd enjoy it as well.

	When he got to the office, he sat down fully intending to get to his email 
- but there were too many interruptions.  He ended up having to wait until 
lunch.  When he looked, there was no messages for him.  He frowned - Donna 
usually sent him something in the morning.  Oh well, perhaps later.  He was 
just closing the program when Donna entered his office.  She looked 
fantastic, as usual, in a white top and jeans that outlined her ass and legs 
quite nicely.  It was a new look for her - he'd never seen her in jeans 
before and she looked damn good.  She also looked pretty tired.

	They spoke for about fifteen minutes about the presentation on Friday.  He 
rarely made personal comments to her about anything, but did say something 
about her looking tired.  She smiled and said that she hadn't gotten much 
sleep last night.  The smile was slow and sexy.  She turned and left.  Brad 
was caught between arousal at what that might mean, and fear at what that 
might mean.  Had she and KC had sex?  Maybe, and that was why she wasn't 
writing to him.  Perhaps she had decided to hook up with KC instead.  He 
hurriedly reopened the email program, but there was still no new mail.  Brad 
spent the rest of the afternoon trying to be busy to keep his mind off of 
Donna, but it didn't help.  He was nervous and anxious and those feelings 
grew through out the day.   He knew that it was his insecurity with their 
relationship and it depressed him when he realized that, when it came right 
down to it, they didn't have a relationship - at least not a normal one.

	He was slightly depressed when he arrived home.  He looked at the computer, 
thought of turning it on, then somewhat angrily decided against it.  He left 
and went to the gym and worked out his frustrations pushing against the 
heavy weights.  It was over an hour later that he was getting ready to walk 
out the door.  He bent to take a drink then saw something in the mirror that 
made him freeze.  Donna and a very cute blond were at the desk speaking to 
the guy working there.  From where he was, Brad could easily see the guy 
giving them a serious once over.

	He really wanted to know what they were doing here.  He didn't think that 
he'd ever seen the blond - KC?, at the club, but it was a big place.  He 
knew Donna wasn't a member.  Perhaps she was joining with KC.  Well, no 
matter, he managed to make it out of the place with out being seen by either 
of them.  He sat in the car thinking.  Had they really gotten together last 
night?  If so, he had no one to blame but himself.  Brad was not in a good 
mood on his drive home.


End Office Games Pt. 9




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