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Driving Miss Jones

Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

normal in a captive slave scenario," I reassured her and held her close, "It's quite normal." "What sex this good without being stoned, sorry I don't think so!" she snapped, "And with a fucking driver, bollocks!" "Charming," I agreed, "I think my little slave need a reminder of whose collar she wears." I made her turn round, it was cumbersome and time consuming and the whole procedure needed changing but soon her back was revealed and I gave her about twenty strokes until her buttocks were pleasantly red and then as she seemed un aroused I found a piece of dowelling about thirty six inches long and three inch diameter and using a file and some sandpaper I rounded off one end and eased it into her pussy,it went a long way in and then I tied it midway between her ankles. She resisted for ages and then finally began to hump it, faster and faster in a desperate bid to cum and yet a vain one until I slipped my hand between her legs and sought out her clit. She came with animalistic grunts and wails, "You swine, you absolute swine," she wailed, "I don't want to cum you swine," but it was no good, and she slumped down against her bonds in exhaustion which dove the dowelling deeper into her making her gasp once more. I decided she needed to come upstairs again, so I found the fleece lined manacles and fixed then around her ankles with a short chain so she could only take tiny steps and not climb stairs and I carried her to the bathroom and then to the kitchen where I set her to make ... dinner. She was a truly atrocious cook, but steak can survive most things and the packet roast potatoes were ok and the peas were standard canned peas so it was ok and we sat and watched Sunday TV for a while naked, on the sofa together, holding hands at one stage until bed time. I found her a mattress and blankets, a pillow even and put her to bed. The sun was high in the sky when I woke, the alarm hadn't woken me, it was 8.30, I panicked and hurtled downstairs, grabbed her case from the car, and rushed to the cellar where I unfastened the manacles and insisted she dress, she pushed past, out-running me and rushed for the bathroom. I grabbed my uniform and brought her case to the bedroom where she was desperately trying to shift the fuck-slut wording across her forehead so I doused her liberally with perfume, and then she slipped on a little black dress, "No business suit!" I shouted and I lunged for the cellar and packed away her laptop and charger. "Where are you taking me?" she asked. "Work" I explained, "We're late!" "Are you mad?" she asked, as we met in the kitchen, "I must be." I agreed. "Where's your case?" I asked, she pointed so I sprinted upstairs grabbed it and came down to find her struggling with the door lock, "Car get in!" I ordered." "Handbag,, wheres my grip?" she asked "In the car I guess?" I replied and she obeyed and I threw the case and laptop in the car after her and grabbing my hat I started the engine and we headed for the office as fast as I could. ...