Heads and Tails, Part 48

Michael returned to his office only to find Diane had gone home. There was a folded piece of paper sitting in the middle of his desk. He opened it and read the note she had left behind.

Michael,
Thank you for a wonderful day. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

Diane

P.S. Make sure you check your home email tonight.

Michael raised an eyebrow and thoughts of what he might find there distracted him from the encounter with Adriana. He shook his head and closed up his computer. Between the two women there was no way he would be able to focus, so he packed up his laptop and headed for home.

It was a short drive to his house with a quick stop for a six pack of beer and a deli sandwich. He walked in flipped on ESPN, sat on the couch and ate his dinner. He dozed off soon after he finished his sandwich and dreamt of Diane

A loud knock on the door woke him some time later. He looked at the television and noticed that the baseball game was over and the time on the ticker that scrolled across the bottom of the screen said that it was just before midnight. “What the hell?” He mumbled as he got up and stumbled his way to the door. Another barrage of blows against his door made him swear and call out, “I’m coming God damn it.” He flung open the door and growled, “what?”

“That is no way to greet your new master,” Adriana said as sweetly as she could manage, “but that is why I am here. You need to learn some manners, but that is just part of your training.” Adriana stood in his doorway wearing the same long skirt and loose blouse she was wearing at work earlier in the day. “So are you going to invite me in?” Michael stood in his doorway, unable to utter a word. “I’ll take the silence as a yes,” she said as she walked past him on her way to the living room.

By the time Michael had shut the door and gotten to the living room, Adriana had shut the television off, grabbed a beer and sat on the arm of the couch. “Sit down, Michael,” she said. He sat on the far side of the couch and looked at her in silence.

“You know you have quite a reputation around the office, Michael. You’re the perpetual bachelor drifting from woman to woman, many of them coworkers. They’ve all been warned, but you somehow break past the barrier and bed whomever you want.” Adriana stopped talking and fixed him with a fierce gaze. “This is going to come to a stop right now,” she said.

Michaels mouth fell open. He suspected he had a reputation, so that wasn’t surprising, but her commanding him to stop dating in the office was unexpected. “That’s not right,” he said.

“Maybe not, but it is the way things are going to be for a while,” she said. ” When you have proven to me that you have learned some more control I’ll turn a blind eye to your bad behavior, but until then you will keep your hands off of the staff. Understood?”

Michael nodded his head numbly as he wondered what the hell he had gotten himself into.

“Good,” she said as she stood up and sat on the couch beside him. “The rules are simple. You know the first one. The second is that my word is law. If I tell you to do something, no matter what it is, then you will do it. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Michael said. He was uncertain about this arrangement, but the fear of losing his job was a powerful motivator.

“Good. That is all we have for rules. Everything else is a command.” She looked at Michael as if she were studying his every feature before she said, “I have an early meeting tomorrow, so i don’t have time to start your training proper tonight, but a little something is better than nothing.” She paused for a moment and commanded, “drop your pants around your ankle and stroke your dick.”

“What?” Michael asked.

“You heard me, Michael. Now strip out of those pants and show me what we ar working with.” Her tone suggested that she would not accept disagreement or delay, so he undid his belt and pants, and shimmied them down to his ankles without ever standing. “You were not as shy this afternoon when you were walking around,” Adriana said. “Stand up. Be proud of what you have.” Michael did as he was told and was surprised to find his body reacting to her demands. His cock grew stiff as he stood up and presented himself to Adriana. “Very nice,” she said. “I suspected you were hiding something substantial in there, but it is nice to see it with my own eyes. Now jerk off, my pet. I want you to shoot your cum as fast as you can.”

Michael considered taking his time so that it looked like he was more endurant, but he suspected she would see right through that, so he gave it his all. He stared right at Adriana’s face and imagined her thick lips wrapped around his cock as he fucked her mouth. In his mind she begged him to fuck her, but the reality was far different.

She watched him, ignoring the way he stared at her, and was amused at how furiously he stroked himself. If he was that responsive on his first day , then he was a natural born slave and she would turn him into her toy until she was ready to discard him. She smiled as she sensed his impending orgasm. She wanted to take him into her mouth and taste him, but she would wait. “Cum on the couch,” she commanded.

Michael’s daydreaming ended in a flash at the sound of her voice, but it did nothing to stall his climax, so he pointed his cock away from Adriana and sent a stream of cum onto his couch as ordered. He continued to stroke, eaking out every drop he could manage until there was no more. He stood with his hands on his hips and a smile on his face, pleased at his performance.

Adriana looked at the cum on the couch, at his still hard cock and the smile on his face. “Not bad,” she said as she stood up. “I suggest you get some sleep. Tomorrow promises to be a busy day. She walked past him and left through the front door, never letting him know how truly impressed she had been.

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