Part 1

Part 2

The Morning of Week Two: Part 1

The alarm rings, it is 5:30am.   I'm groggy.   I need coffee.  

I slowly open my eyes and glance at my phone clumsily sliding the alarm off with my finger.  "Why did I set my alarm this early again?" I ask myself.  

Not waiting for an answer my legs slide off the bed as my body follows.  I automatically walk towards the shower still with the lights off.  My hand reaches inside the shower and turns the water on.  "Damn that's cold '' I say outloud to the empty dark room as the water hits my hand.  I immediately get annoyed that the shock of the water removes the fog from my brain. 

"Week two" I say to myself.  "Why again did I agree to this job?"  Without waiting for the answer I step into the shower checking the temperature first. 

As the warm water hits the back of my head washing the remaining fog away I remember the events of the weekend and I start to get irritated.  "I'm starting to regret taking this job." I say out loud. The money is nice but i'm not sure the stress it is causing is worth it.  "One step at a time. You have a slow morning."  I start to reassure myself by thinking of my day ahead "but after lunch I have that meeting with Lisa. Damn it!!" I get even more frustrated and shut the water off climbing out of the shower forcefully grabbing my towel off the hook on the wall.  

I put myself into autopilot while I get dressed for the office.  I decided that if i'm going to meet my largest client i will need to wear a nice suit.  I look good in a suit due to my height and broad shoulders.  Normally I like wearing a suits but today everything started to frustrate me, even the little things.  The shirt is not ironed correctly, my fingers can't grab the buttons, my tie is not an exact match to the shirt, and my shoes have a small scuff that i have planted there in my mind. 

I finally decide my suit is good enough and storm out of the apartment slamming the door behind me.  I stomp down the hall and slam my fist on the elevator button annoyed I have to wait.  When it does get there it's thankfully empty and I step inside hitting the ground floor.  Unfortunately it stops four times on the way down loading more and more people until i'm crammed into the back corner behind a woman on her way to the store for food.. 

I am the last one to unload on the ground floor and someone bumps into me trying to get in. "Excuse me?" I say obviously annoyed. 

I walk the three blocks over to the office and see there is a small line at the coffee shop and though I desperately need it I do not want to risk another negative interaction.  I brave a similar experience on the elevator ride up to the 5th floor office hoping Sara would have had a chance to get me coffee so I don't have to force down the crap from the kitchen again.  I walk down the hall to my office and notice that Sara has already arrived.  When she sees me turn the corner she picks up the cup and a sheet of paper on her desk ready to hand me both.  

"Good morning Mr. Johnson" she says handing me the cup "how was your weekend?" 

"Shity" I reply in a flat tone grabing the coffee with my left hand.  "What's this?" I ask, grabbing the paper. 

"Your agenda for today.  You have the meeting with Lisa right after lunch and I took the liberty of scheduling a review with Robert this morning to prepare in case you had any questions." 

"Why did you do that?!?" I quip adding to my irritation this morning.  "I talked to Lisa on friday and she said there was no need to do a full report.  This meeting is just for introductions."  

"I'm sorry Mr. Johnson, i just thought…" Sara replies as her shoulders hunch down and her face instantly loses its bright luster.  

I take a sip of coffee and immediately spit it out, getting some on Saras white blouse.  "What the hell is this?" I yell taking the top off looking down at the cinnamon covered foam and whipped cream.  

"Come inside" I say frustrated as I walk into my office throwing the coffee cup in the trash spilling some on the floor and wall behind it.

"They must have mixed up my order Mr. Johnson I swear! I ordered you black coffee with a pinch of sugar and a drop of milk just like you like it." She pleads.  "I will run downstairs and get you another one right now!!" Her eyes half filled with tears.  "Please don't be mad at me." 

"Don't bother." I respond harshly.  "I'll go get it myself." I yell as I march out the office door and slam it behind me.  

I march down the hall and get into the empty elevator.  The ride down gives me a chance to cool off and clear my head.  I walk up to the counter and sitting there is a cup of half-cooled coffee with the name "Mr. Johnson'' neatly written on the side.  She was right, they did get the cups confused i say to myself.  I take a deep breath and order a fresh cup and just as I'm paying I see Sara getting off the elevator on the first floor obviously distressed.  

I feel bad for yelling at her and passing the stress from this weekend onto her.  I run after her, "Sara. Wait!" Catching her just as she steps into the street. 

"Mr. Johnson. I'm sorry I have to go home and change, '' she says, holding the coffee stained blouse.  Her eyes are still red and watery.  She continues walking embarrassed and distraught. 

"Sara. Stop. Come here." I say calmly. 

She stops in her tracts and turns around to look at me.  Her eyes are wide open and begging for me to take her back, to tell her I'm not mad, and I am pleased with her.  I look at her with compassion and hold my arms wide open "come here" I say again this time a little softer.  

She looks at me one last time pleading for confirmation to which I nod my head in return.  She runs up to me and rests her head against my chest and I wrap my arms around her.  "Im sorry…" she weeps.  

"It's ok." I tell her. "I'm not mad at you." 

She stops and looks up for the first time "really?" 

I laugh a little. "Yes really. It's not you. I am VERY happy with you as my assistant.  You are the best I have ever had." 

"You mean that?" She says with a thankful smile.  

"Yes. I honestly do" I reassure her as she hugs me tighter breathing in my scent.

I look around us as people are walking past on the street at the bottom of our building. "You said you were going home to change? Do you live close?" She nods. "Well let me walk with you so I can explain why I'm in such a bad mood." 

On the walk over I explained to her the events on Friday afternoon and Lisa's call lasted longer than expected leaving me stressed.  I also told her I had a date cancel on me Saturday night which was followed up by a stressful time at my sister's house yesterday.  As i went along telling her each story her attitude went from one of despair to one of sympathy. 

"So you see, this morning has nothing to do with you.  I am NOT mad at you. You are one of the bright spots of my day Sara." I say honestly and cheerfully. 

"Oh Mr. Johnson you have no idea how happy that makes me to hear you're not mad at me."  She smiles genuinely.  I admire you so much and I want to please you so bad." 

"Sara.  You are beautiful. You are sexy.  And you are intelligent. You are perfect." 

She blushes and turns her head.  I see her thinking for a second when she turns back looking at me with a curious expression.  "If I may ask Mr. Johnson" she says as her face turns to a sly look and her eyebrows raise "was your date on Saturday night with your girlfriend?" 

"Haha no! I don't have one.  But she is…..let's say a friend who helps me relieve stress" i say playfully.  

"Ooh…" she says almost shocked.  "So that explains why you are so stressed!" She pauses, then looks up and mockingly asks "is poor Mr. Johnson stressed? Is the powerful Mr. Johnson left uncontrollable by not being able to cum?" 

"Stop it Sara." I warn.  "I'm not in the mood today." 

She laughs. "I bet you are stressed. How long has it been since that big cock has cummed inside a tight wet pussy?" She continues laughing and mocking me. 

"Sara!!! I said enough!" I scream. 

She laughs again but stops and looks at me in a serious face.  "Mr. Johnson if my little teasing makes you mad what are you going to do after lunch when you meet with Lisa all afternoon?" 

My face changes instantly and she can see she made a good point. 

"Well. This is my apartment Mr. Johnson.  I'll go up and change.  I'll be right back." She smiles and winks.  

I watch her walk off as she sways her butt back and forth exaggerating it for my benefit.  When she gets about 10 feet off she reaches her right hand behind her and playfully slaps her right cheek.  

That little nymph.  Damn she is good I think.  I get an idea.  "Sara wait up." I call after her and catch up to her. 

"Yes Mr. Johnson? How can I be of assistance?" She says blinking her eyes

"Since I was the one who spilled the coffee on your shirt it's only fair I get to choose which one you change into." I say looking down on her.  

"Yes sir" she replies and steps in the elevator while I follow. 

The doors open to her floor and she steps off as we both silently walk down the hall side by side. She reaches her door and opens it quickly walking inside leaving me to close it behind her. 

The Morning of Week Two: Part 2

I walk into a small one bedroom flat.  It has all the basics but besides the bed it's definitely designed for one person.  The kitchen is small and takes up one whole corner of the square room.  The opposite corner has the bathroom with the bed sitting next to it.  Adjacent to the bed is a dresser sitting with a small clothes rack sitting next to a series of foldable panels Sara presumably uses to change behind shielding her from the large open window which takes up the whole wall opposite the front door.  I went over to the window which overlooks the city. I spy the large oak tree that sits below my office window and i mentally note the location relative to my office window. 

I turn around and Sara asks "what do you think?" 

"It is an amazing view!" I say in response being ambivalent if I'm talking about her or the window. 

She smiles in return and walks towards the clothes rack "So Mr. Johnson, you said you were going to pick my outfit for me in exchange for spilling coffee on it? Would you like me to give you a few choices?" As she thumbs through a couple hangers.  

I walk towards the bed and sit down on the edge facing her.  The bed is queen sized and takes up a disproportionately large size space in the tiny room.  The headboards are metal cast iron bars running vertically coming to a circular arch. The bed is not made from the night before and the blanket is thrown hastily across it.  There is a small night stand to one side with a single drawer in it.

"What do you think about this one Mr. Johnson?" Sara asks, holding up a light green top. "Do you want me to try it on?" She asks playfully.  

"Yes please!" I responded. 

She takes the shirt behind the panel and makes a show of throwing the coffee stained white one over.  Meanwhile I reach over and quietly open the nightstand drawer hoping to find what I'm looking for.  In it is a few sex toys, dildos, condoms, lube, and in the back exactly what i was looking for.  I grab it and quickly slide it under a pillow closing the drawer just before she walks back around in the green top.  

"What do you think?" Sara asks smiling

"You are beautiful! But i'm not sure the green matches your shoes.  Take it off." 

"Anything you say Mr. Johnson. How about this light grey one from last week?" 

"Maybe. Take off the green on and let's see."

Sara begins to walk behind the panels again. 

"Stop." I say sternly and she stops mid-step.  "I said take off the green blouse." 

"Yes sir Mr. Johnson."  She replies and lifts the shirt over her head letting it drop to the floor.  

"Take off your skirt." I demand. 

"Excuse me Sir?" 

"You heard me. Skirt. Off." I say with more intent. 

She slowly starts to unzip it.  I decide to give her a little more incentive. 

"Who is in charge here?" I ask. 

She looks up with the zipper still in her hands "You are Sir." 

"Incorrect! Who is in charge here?"

She smiles.  "You are Master!"

I nod at her and she quickly unzips the rest of her skirt letting it drop to the floor.

"Good Girl" I applaud. 

She stands before me with a black lace bra and matching thong that contrasts beautifully against her light brown skin.  She is smiling at me awaiting for my next command.  I look at her big full lips which were wrapped around my cock only days before and I immediately start to get hard.  Her perky little boobs fill the bra nicely and her tight little body is perfect.  

"You truly are a Goddess" I say, admiring her, "Come here." 

She smiles again and sways over exaggerating her legs while she walks.  When she gets close to me I stand up from the bed and look down at her.  

"How can your assistant please you Master?" She asks

"You helped me decide that I can't go into this meeting with Lisa after lunch so stressed. And since my date canceled Saturday night I'm going to take out all my stress on you."  As i talk i can see her breath quicken and her face fill with anticipation.  "It's a little after 9am and for the next 3 hours I'm going to use you in any way I want.  What do you have to say to that beautiful?" 

"She takes a slow deep breath in and shuffles her feet. She looks down at her body covered only by the fabric of her lace lingerie and looks up at me "Master i am here to please you and make sure you succeed at your job." 

I pull her in close and kiss her deeply.  As we are making out I reach behind her and unclasp her bra letting it fall to the floor exposing her perfect small boobs with a piercing through the right nipple. 

"Good girl!  Now drop to your knees and get to work.  You can touch yourself as much as you want but you can only cum unless i give you permission." 

"Yes Master."  She immediately drops to the floor on her knees next to her bed and i sand there fully clothed looking down at her.  She takes her hand and unclamps my belt pulling it to the side as I caress the back of her head.  I shimmy out of my shoes and socks as she unzips my zipper letting my pants fall to the floor.  She pulls my boxers down letting my hard cock spring out as she looks at it with determination. 

"I want to see those sexy dick sucking lips work their magic again." I tell her softly. 

"Yes Master." She replies before devouring my cock into her open mouth.  She starts by grabbing my shaft with her hand and gently stroking it admiring the size and firmness.  Then kisses the tip while firmly holding ln to the base with one hand and rubbing her chest with the other.  

"You are so sexy right now Sara" I say, encouraging her. 

"Mmmm" she moans while pushing the head of my cock deeper inside her mouth.  I gently push it further in as the wetness of her mouth starts to lubricate the shaft.  She expertly bobs her head back and forth using her lips and tongue to pleasure me while she pulls on her nipple piercing. 

I continue to compliment her and tell her how beautiful she is while she is suckimg my cock and how good she is making me feel.  With each new compliment she gets more and more excited and has now reached her free hand under her thong to rub her clit. 

"Thats right Sara keep going, you don't know amazing you look right now".  I smile down at the sexy girl sucking my cock with one hand in her pants frantically trying to make herself cum. I can tell she is getting close because she has stopped sucking and her concentration is only focused on making herself cum.  

I smirk at her and look down just when she opens her eyes at me begging me to let her cum. "Please sir…" 

"Not yet." I calmly say.  She moans loudly in return and is breathing faster now.  "Stop." I command.  

"No….please Master." She begs. 

"Stop!" I repeat with slightly more emphasis. 

She moans again but forces herself to pull her hand away and stands up to help me unbutton my shirt.  When my shirt is off i start to kiss her deeply and hold her close which makes her melt and kiss harder.  I wrap my arms around her and slowly rub them down her back to her last remaining article of clothing and slide her thong to the floor.  

I turn around forcefully and throw her backwards on the bed as she yelps and laughs in surprise.  I climb on top of her as she pulls her head up to the pillows.  We continue making out as i rub every part of her body starting with caressing her boobs. She moans and squirms as i slightly pull on her nipple ring. 

As i lay on top of her i take her left hand and pin it over her head.  I reach under the pillow and find the item i hid earlier.  I pull it out and show her the pair of handcuffs i stole from her drawer.  She smiles and responds by placing her right hand above her head voluntarily.  "Master" she replies in one word. 

I wrap the handcuffs around the metal bars on her head board and cuff both wrists.  I sit back and look down at the sexy naked woman handcuffed to her own bed offering herself up to me. "You truly are a Goddess Sara." I say looking at her.  

"Sir, i am yours.  Use me. Take whatever stress you have out on me." She replies obediently.  

"Good girl." I respond and lean down to kiss her. I lay on her side and run the tip of my finger down the middle of her chest, down her stomach, across her waist and to her clit.  I slowly start to rub it which provides a moan from her "Yes!!"

I kiss her lips, then her neck, and sliding down her body I kiss both nipples playing with the piercing with my tongue.  I kiss down her stomach to her waist as her breath quickens and she looks down at me begging me with her eyes.  I spread her legs apart and lay between them and kiss the inside of her right thigh.  

"Please Sir….please…I need it" she moans. 

I slowly kiss up her thigh to directly above her clit.  I trace my left hand up her left leg to her core and sliding back the hood I slowly lick her clit.  Her body jolts in response as her back arches, her head rolls back and her eyes close.  She moans incoherently in pleasure.  I take my tongue and lick from the opening of her core all the way up to her clit and do it a second time as her body tenses up frozen from the pleasure radiating from her core.  

"Good girl" i tell her as i slowly play with her clit in my mouth with my tongue.  I go faster and faster as her breath quicken and her back arches.  Her hips are moving back and forth rhythmically begging for me to continue as she gets closer and closer to her first orgasm of the day.  

Just as she is about to cum i slow down.  She moans in return. "Please Sir.  Please.. " 

"Answer me a question first."  i say then lick her clit again.  

"Anything Master…" she moans. 

"When you go out for lunch, where do you go?" I ask and then continue to lick her. 

"Home…" she moans. 

"Why?" 

"Please sir...please can I cum?" 

I lick her some more as her body is wriggling with pleasure begging to cum.  "Not until you tell me why" 

"So i can touch myself Master" she moans.  "Please.  Master Please. I need it!!" 

"Do you have problems making yourself cum?" I ask alternating licking her clit and the opening of her core.  

"Yes Master." 

"And thats why you are late?" 

"Yes Master." 

"When i compliment and praise you do you cum easily?" 

"Yes Master." 

I pause the conversation and slowly build her back to the brink of orgasm by licking her clit faster and faster by flicking it with my tongue.  Her back arches and her breath increases to a fast rhythmic pace. 

"Please Master….PLEASE!" She screams through her moans pulling against the handcuffs. 

"Cum my beautiful Goddess." 

The second the words escape my lips her body tenses up and she screams in pleasure as the orgasm washes over her body.  She starts to shake slightly as the muscles in her body release their tension.  

I crawl up to her face and kiss her on her cheek as she opens her eyes and smiles at me.  

"Thank you Master" she whispers. 

"Don't thank me just yet beautiful.  You have not finished your task this morning." I say as i grip my hard cock.  

"I am here to please you Master." She says as she shakes her hands cuffed to the bars above her head. 

"Good girl!" As I smile.  

I slide up the bed to my knees and place my hard cock in her mouth as she picks her head off the pillow.  I use her mouth and tongue to lube up my cock as I push it deeper inside her mouth making her gag. 

"You are amazing!" I compliment as she gags on my hard cock.  

I pull it out and allow her to take a deep breath as I slide down and position myself between her legs.  I rub the tip of my cock against her as I slide my head inside.

"Sara im going to fuck you.  And hard. This past weekend was stressful and with my meeting this afternoon I need to be clear headed." 

"Yes Mr. Johnson.  Anything you need" she says with a wink.  

"You can cum anytime you want but I wont stop or let up until i'm done.  Are you ready?" 

"Yes Master.  Fuck your sexy Goddess" 

I push harder inside her as she gasps at my size.  I pull out and push in again letting her wetness lubricate my hard cock.  I push in even further as she moans and her back arches. I start to slowly push in and out until the whole length of my shaft is inside her.  She picks her head up and looks at the hard cock disappearing inside her tight core and instantly orgasms.  As her eyes close and her legs wrap around me I grab her boobs and start to fuck her harder.  

She moans louder as i fuck her hard and deep. "Fuck you have a tight pussy Sara." I moan. 

"Yes Master fuck your tight pussy." She repeats. 

I pinch her nipple and pull slightly on her piercing as I continue to use her body as an object for my pleasure.  I take my thumb and start to rub her clit as my hard cock continues to fuck her tight pussy.  I see her head throw back again and her eyes close as she orgasms again.  

She opens her eyes one last time and looks up at me "Fuck me Master.  Fuck me until you cum inside me.  I'm yours Daddy." She begs and then lays her head back and gets absorbed into the waves of pleasure washing over her.  

She never regains any coherent speech as her brain is overloaded by the feeling of my hard cock stretching out her tight pussy. I continue to fuck her harder and harder releasing the stress from the past week and over the weekend.  She tenses up one last time as another orgasm floods her system causing her core to gush with wetness.  Then her body goes limp as she accepts the feeling of helpleness and her role as her Masters fuck toy. 

I disregard her pleasure and continue to focus on my own.  "Fuck you feel good" i tell her as I lean down and kiss her.  She gathered some strength to kiss me back. I lean over and whisper in her ear how sexy she looks as i fuck her.  She moans again and then tenses up.  I keep whispering praise in her ear as I feel myself getting close to my own orgasm.  

She can feel me getting close as my moans get louder and she opens her eyes and whispers "Cum Daddy". 

At the sound of her voice I release my load inside her as she moans with happiness.  

My body is tired. I pull out as a gush of cum drips out of her.  I lay down beside her and gently uncuff the handcuffs as she curls her body against mine.  

I look at the time and it's 10 minutes to noon. I kiss her on the cheek and gently tell her "Good Girl."  I get out of bed as she falls asleep naked. I take a quick rinse in her shower and get dressed.  I go back to the bed and give her another kiss as she opens her eyes. "Thank you Mr. Johnson. Did I please you?" 

"Yes you did Sara.  You are a good assistant." I responded by caressing her cheek. "Take the day off. I'll see you in the morning." I give her a kiss and she whispers "and I'll make sure to get the coffee order correct this time".  

I stand up and walk out of the apartment as she dozes off to sleep.  

Part 4