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Chapter 10
It was Thursday afternoon and Gerry was due to stay late for overtime.
The office had been fairly quiet and Eveline had let most of the staff
go early at around 4.30pm. Meanwhile she had shut herself in her office
and was busy temporarily rearranging the furniture. She had pushed her
desk further back against the wall, and had moved one of the two-seater
couches so they were both against the other wall, and then pushed the
coffee table up against them. She wasn't too bothered about them having
internet viewers tonight, but she had charged up her hand held camcorder
and brought it in to work along with the proper tripod she had for it
that had a quick release mechanism.
She had also recharged her digital camera just in case and that was on
the edge of her desk, pointing down towards the now empty patch of floor
where the suite and coffee table usually were. She had also decided to
dress a little differently tonight and had brought the items she would
need with her in a large carrier bag. She intended to change into these
in her office whilst Gerry was getting ready. She had taken all the
paperwork Theresa usually did home with her from Monday night and was
fully up to date with it, and so had plenty of time to use and abuse
Gerry as she saw fit tonight. She pulled the TV cabinet in the other
corner a little further out so that Gerry would be able to see the
screen if he was lay in the floorspace she had cleared. On impulse she
changed her mind about something and dragged the glass coffee table
across the room so that it was in front of the TV but not blocking the
view. That was about everything for now, she thought. All the goodies
she had bought the other day were in the bottom drawer of the filing
cabinet where they were safe from prying eyes at least until Theresa
came back, and she unlocked it so that she could access them quickly.
Standing back hands on hips, she surveyed the product of her efforts and
was satisfied.
It was 5.25pm and Gerry was the only one left in the main office she saw
as she glanced through a gap in the blinds. Opening the door but pulling
it to behind her she called to him "Whenever you're ready Tina?" Gerry
looked up and took the hint, shutting down his PC and grabbing his bag
to head for the toilets. She had about 10 minutes so she went back in
the office and closed the door then quickly kicked off her stiletto
heels, and stripped off completely. The clothes got folded and placed on
Theresa's chair, and out of the carrier bag came a pair of black
leather thigh length boots with buckles all the way up the sides and a
black basque with a laced front as well as hook and eyes to fasten it at
the back. She quickly put these on, sprayed some musk perfume on her
neck and cleavage, and grabbed her make-up bag.
The natural colours she usually wore were quickly deepened so that her
lips became much redder and pouting and her cheekbones stood out more
prominently, giving her a slightly more aggressive aura. She checked the
tape in the video was at the right place and the channel was set so that
she could just casually flick the TV on and press play, and then she
went and sat on the edge of her desk waiting for him to reappear. She
had been back to the shop and purchased a little leather riding crop
whip with a soft end so that it wouldn't inflict much real damage but
just sting the recipient of the blows. She was just rechecking the image
on the camcorders LCD screen when there was a tentative knock at the
door and Gerry now transformed into Tina peeped in. "Come in Tina" she
said from a corner of the room that couldn't be seen from his angle.
He came in and surveyed the carnage of the usually immaculate office
briefly, seeing that his usual chair was occupied, but it wasn't long
before his eyes strayed to Eveline standing there like a dominatrix. Oh
my God, he thought. He didn't know what to do with himself so he just
stood there, staring at her as she stared back smiling, and awaited any
instructions that he might be given. He could already feel his cock
stiffening and he tried to control his breathing so as not to give it
away but it didn't help. She was already looking down at the bulge
beneath his new lycra skirt which made it impossible to hide anything.
Her expression was predatory and she sauntered towards him riding crop
in hand, and stopped a pace away from him, standing there legs apart,
breasts trying to escape the tightly laced basque, holding the whip in
one hand and gently tapping the end of it in her other hand. She was
wearing no knickers and was cleanly shaved down there he saw. He was
desperate to know what she tasted like, not to mention desperate to get
inside her, but he knew the answer would be no if he asked. He looked
down at the rest of her body, his eyes unable to miss the intimation of
the whip. He could feel his knees shaking a little with adrenaline, and
he knew that he would do whatever she asked.
His throat felt dry and he tried to speak but was momentarily tongue-
tied. She noticed this and stepped forward closing the gap between them
so that her body was pressed against his, and she ground her hips
against him, listening to his sharp intake of breath that indicated his
desire. She saw he was wearing the padded bra again under his top which
was also lycra and figure hugging, and appreciated the curves it made.
He always looked so good she thought, both as a man and as a woman. She
moved the riding crop to her left hand and put that hand around his
waist and rested it against his bottom using it to push him into her,
whilst she let her right hand run down the curve of his enhanced
breasts, but rather than stop there she let it continue all the way down
onto the bulge in the skirt, where she gave him a firm squeeze that made
him groan, lusting for more.
Walking around she stood behind him, again grinding her hips against his
body, and throwing the riding crop to one side, she took hold of both of
his wrists and put them behind his back to indicate that was where she
wanted him to keep them for now. She could easily have handcuffed him
but she wanted his hands free again in a minute. With his hands out of
the way, she let both her own hands rest on his shoulders before moving
him down over the outside of his breasts, and then further down his
sides, briefly holding his waist and pulling his body back against her
harder. He pushed back of his own accord, and her hands continued,
finally reaching the skirt where they played along the top of the
waistband.
The skirt was completely lycra she saw, with no zip or buttons, and so
she eased both hands inside the waistband, moving them first outwards to
his hips where she again gripped him and thrust her own hips against
him, then sliding her hands as far down as she could reach down the
outside of his thighs. As she slowly moved across his legs to his inner
thighs she felt his hands clench where they rested against her stomach
and allowed him to feel and touch her there, in that neutral area,
rather than restraining him. Finally her hands came up towards his penis
which had grown considerably as usual and she stroked it gently with one
finger of her right hand as her left thumb and forefinger encircled its
base and the other fingers of that hand rested gently on his balls.
As he trembled against her she took a firm grip and gave a few slow but
long strokes and murmured, "You're very wet down there," and he
breathlessly responded, "Are you surprised?" and she laughed lightly and
said, "Easy now, I'm nowhere near finished with you yet young lady."
Pulling her hands free to his disappointed groaning, she pushed his
skirt down to his ankles and helping him to step out of it, she took his
hand and led him to the empty space she had cleared on the floor.
"Sit," she commanded. As he did so, she went and stood right in front of
his face, completely exposed, and with both hands pulled her labia apart
and let one finger run round the general area picking up juices, and
then putting that finger in his mouth and telling him to suck it. He did
as he was told, his hands resting lightly on the boots she was wearing.
"Down," she instructed. "On your back." Tina leant back, his eyes never
leaving her body, occasionally meeting her eyes. "You should be aware
that you are being filmed" she told him, retrieving the riding crop and
indicating the running camcorder with it. Tina did not complain, but his
eyes flickered to the camcorder and then back to her. Despite him being
lay down his penis was so large and hard that it was standing out from
his body, almost vertically upwards towards the ceiling. It looked like
a good meaty eight inches she thought to herself, and wondered how good
it would feel inside her. It wasn't just long she noted, the girth was
appreciable too. Standing over his legs which at the moment were still
fairly close together she squatted down, shuffled backwards slowly on
all fours, hands on the floor on either side of his body, so that there
was no part of her in contact with him, then she leant down and let her
tongue give his penis one huge lick, right the way up the side of it.
His hands clenched down by his sides and his eyes closed with pleasure,
but she stood up again smiling, enjoying teasing him.
"It's time to perform," she suddenly said and threw out the command,
"Play with it. Now. And I want everything on film, no trying to hide
yourself."
But he didn't need the encouragement, his hand was already on his cock
and gently moving up and down.
"These legs need to be spread further," she demanded. Going to the
filing cabinet she grabbed the bar and leather ankle cuffs, stopping to
pick up the other digital camera off the desk and coming back to him.
She kicked at his feet gently, to indicate she wanted him to move them
outwards. As he did so, she crouched and attached the cuffs around his
ankles then pushed the bar in between his feet and attached the cuffs to
it. All the time Tina's hand was at work on himself. Standing up, she
took a couple of paces forward so she was stood level with his chest,
and turning slightly so she could see his face and his moving hand, she
placed one foot on his chest and allowed the heel of the boot to dig in
slightly as she leant forward so that her face was close to his and
said, "You are a good little slut aren't you?"
She pressed down a little harder causing him to cry out briefly before
moving away to the camcorder to check the whole scene was in view. It
was, and she stood there for a couple of minutes while she zoomed in
close on the hand surrounding his cock. "Do you like being filmed Tina?"
she asked. Tina didn't really have to think about it much, he was
enjoying doing anything with her that made him feel exposed, and being
caught on film doing something like this definitely got him horny. He
said as much to her, and she replied, "Good job too. I have something to
show you, you see. Something you haven't been aware of up until now."
She zoomed back out so that the whole area was in view again, then
strode over to the TV and switched it on, then pressed play on the
video.
"You and I are the only people who know of this tapes existence," she
said to ensure he wouldn't panic. "And I for one, was very grateful for
some of the insights it provided," she added smugly. She went and
crouched behind his head and lifted him so that he was in a sitting
position leaning back against her. Kneeling, she played idly with his
nipples as she watched for his reaction. At first Tina didn't realise
what the tape would be of, it just showed Eveline's empty office. Then
he saw himself enter a little furtively and close and lock the door, and
he knew what was to come. If he didn't know the details because he had
been in here more than once, he at least knew the general activity that
was about to occur.
He froze momentarily, a little worried that she would be cross, but
relaxed again as she murmured "You've stopped?" He continued playing
with himself, as he watched himself on the TV putting lipstick on, and
then getting some stockings out of the bin, and playing with himself on
the screen as well. She picked up the digital camera she had put down
next to him earlier when she picked up the bar, and took a couple of
shots from over his shoulder quickly, zooming in on the tip of his penis
that looked very wet indeed. Then telling him to support himself with
his other hand and to keep watching the TV she got up and moved to the
side to take more shots, and then finally moved to beside the TV so that
she had a full frontal of what he was doing.
Then she went back to him and pushing him from behind made him lean
right over so that he was now kneeling on all fours, his legs still
forced apart by the bar and his forearms resting on the glass coffee
table in front of the TV. She took his right hand and replaced it on his
cock, and again told him to keep watching the TV then moved back to take
more photos. She particularly liked the side view of him in this
position, his back was arched nicely and you could clearly see what his
hand was up to.
"Eveline, I don't think I can hold on much longer," he moaned.
"Mistress!" she told him fiercely.
"Mistress," he repeated apologetically. She went and stood behind him,
after retrieving the riding crop and obviously faking anger said "Say ?
'I promise not to play with myself without getting my mistress's
permission first'" punctuating each word with light slaps from the
riding crop on alternate buttocks. Tina yelped more with delight than
pain and did exactly as instructed.
"Please," he begged, "I need to cum."
"Nearly done, slut. You may cum when you can feel the tip of my boots
heel inside your arse." Tina took a deep breath and as Eveline sat
behind him and carefully inserted less than half an inch of stiletto
heel into Tina she heard him climax loudly as he collapsed against the
table. Keeping still to allow him to recover she said "Did you enjoy
that slut?" and Tina mumbled "Yes mistress. Everything. From start to
finish."
He sounded exhausted, but they had been going for well over an hour she
thought. She smiled feeling protective and possessive at the same time.
She tried to remove her heel from him as slowly and carefully as
possible but he still made little yelps and had to take several sharp
breaths as his body continued to react to the aftershocks of his orgasm.
When she was out of him she knelt over and leant against him for a few
moments, her arms encircling his waist, her cheek against his back,
listening to his breathing slowing. When he had calmed down she gently
leaned him all the way back so he was lay on the floor again, and
removed the bar from his legs.
Then she got up to switch off the camcorder and the TV. In the ensuing
silence as she turned to look at him, she saw he had rolled over onto
his side, his head on one arm, looking as though he was falling asleep.
She knelt down and kissed his cheek and said, "I'll get you a coffee."
As she stood his hand suddenly reached for hers and without opening his
eyes he said "Thank you Eveline. And I don't mean for the coffee." She
smiled and squeezed his hand briefly saying, "I enjoy it too, you know"
then walked out and headed for the kitchen.
As she waited for the kettle to boil she thought back through the things
that they had done and smiled, hugging herself, and then thinking of all
the other things she still had planned. When she had made the coffees
she went back in, and looking down saw that Tina had flaked out, as she
had thought he might, and so she put both the coffees on her desk. Going
to the cabinet in the corner she pulled out a soft fleecy travel rug she
kept in there for nights when she had to stay really late and had to
take a quick nap on the couch.
She walked over to him and covered him up as he lay on the floor, then
grabbed a scatter cushion from the couch and gently lifting his head so
as not to disturb him, she put it under his head as a pillow. She would
have taken a couple of photos of him like that, because to her in this
obviously worn out state, he now seemed more vulnerable and exposed than
ever. But she was worried the zoom of the camera as she switched it on
would wake him up and so she left him sleeping and went to her desk,
grabbing her blouse and putting it on over the basque and then quietly
got on with some paperwork and drank both their coffees.
Half an hour later he came to and was extremely apologetic but he found
Eveline was totally understanding and for that he was grateful. By then
it was almost 8pm, and although he would have liked to stay longer he
knew he couldn't really and still feeling guilty for falling asleep he
said so to Eveline.
"Stop worrying," she said. "It's not as if you fell asleep in the middle
of it is it?"
Tina laughed and said, "Not likely somehow. You're great, do you know
that?"
She smiled broadly at him and said, "You're not so bad yourself lady,
now come here and give me a cuddle before you go."
The two of them stood and embraced, hugging each other warmly before
Eveline disentangled herself and said, "Go. I have things I want to
finish up here. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
Tina looked at her longingly one more time and then said, "Right, right.
I'm going. Have a good night Eveline, I'll see you tomorrow," and with
that he went to get his bags to change himself back into Gerry and left
the office for the night. Eveline watch him till he was out of sight,
feeling happy. Then she sighed and turned back to the papers on her
desk. She didn't need to finish this tonight, but since she had started
it, it might be better to finish it than leave it halfway through.
Twenty minutes later she was done, and standing and stretching she
looked around the room at the disarray. Another half an hour passed and
then the office looked normal again and she was in her car and heading
home for the night.
(thought people had lost interest, sorry for the delay)
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