1. Price of Betrayal 3: Tanya Makes a Decision


    Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Reluctance, Sado-Masochism, Author: gl0771, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    away from the curb. At five till eleven, I had my cab drop me off at Penn Station, and I took my time walking to Tanya's building. I stood at the end of the block where I could see the front door and waited until just before eleven, and then, when she didn't show, I walked up to her doorman, whose name turned out to be Thomas, and introduced myself. I explained that I was waiting for Miss Tanya Williams, and he smiled. "Yes, sir, I saw you with her this morning. Would you like me to call upstairs for her?" "No, thank you, Thomas. I'll just wait for her in the lobby, if that's all right." "Of course, sir," he said, holding open the door. I went inside and looked around. It was a typical New York City office lobby, and, almost immediately, the man behind the security desk looked up from his computer monitor and asked, "May I help you, sir?" "No, thank you. I'm just waiting for someone." I gave him my friendliest smile. "We're supposed to have lunch." He just nodded and went back to his monitor. Five minutes later, Tanya still hadn't shown up, and I pulled out my phone to text her. Where the fuck are you? Seconds later, she responded. I'm sorry, Sir. My boss called me into an emergency meeting. I'll be down in a couple of minutes, Sir. I took a deep breath to calm myself. It wasn't her fault she was late, and I couldn't punish her for it, but a small smile curled my lips as I thought of her punishment for making eye contact that morning. True to her word, a few minutes later, ...
    she walked out of the elevator, her long skirt swishing around her ankles. My smile grew as she made her way to me, and I pulled her close with a hand on her hip and gave her a quick kiss. "You're not angry with me for being late, Sir?" she whispered. "Not if it wasn't your fault," I said, guiding her out the door. "You can't control what your boss does." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Sir." "Tanya, I may be strict, but I will never punish you for something that isn't your fault anymore than I would punish you for breaking a rule you didn't know about." I kept my arm around her. "Now, where is this sandwich shop you mentioned?" She smiled and pointed west. "Three blocks that way, Sir." As we walked, I leaned down and kissed the top of her ear. "Don't think I've forgotten what happened this morning, though." "No, Sir," she said with a shiver. "I didn't think you had." "Did you find somewhere private?" "Yes, Sir. It's only a few blocks from the sandwich shop." "Excellent." The sandwich shop was a little mom-and-pop place, and I had to admit that they made a fantastic meatball sub. Half an hour after we entered the place, we were both finished, and I cocked an eyebrow at Tanya. She kept her eyes on my mouth as she smiled and nodded. I stood and held out my hand to her, and she took it. Since I had no idea where we were going, I gestured for her to lead. She stopped in front of an apartment building five minutes later and punched in a code. The door buzzed, and she led ...
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