My eyes flickered between the end of the lightly lit and gloomy hallway and back to the big door in front of me. Mr. Jackson, my boss, told me to never go near the door, but his words made me more curious. is he hiding something? cI've been an employee for him for the past 3 years, and his whole demeanor intrigued me. The 3 years I've been working here, Something keeps pulling me into him.
Maybe it's his mysterious and cold Vibe?
A loud Creek came from the other hallway, signaling someone was coming. I hid behind a corner and closed my eyes, steadying my breathing. I heard the footsteps growing louder and louder, a high pitched whistling piercing my ears.
"I know you're there" His deep voice boomed, sending chills through my body. his his voice Dripped with annoyance and amusement.
I slowly stepped out from behind the corner and met his dark and angry gaze as it held a slight glint of playfulness. my blood freezes under his glare.
He walked closer to me making my back hit the black door. his eyes never left my body.
"Out of all the rules, you decided to disobey the simplest one?"
He paced back and forth in front of me, his Cologne lingering in the air sending me towards the edge of Passing out. his eyes scanning each and every part of my body.
"Since you're a big girl and like disobeying Me, how about you go inside and see what's inside?" He challenges, Eyes hungry and dark.
My body was telling me yes while my head was telling me no. seeing the cocky grin on his face gave me a sudden wave of confidence. A smirk played on my lips as I pushed myself off the door. I pull on the metal handle.
"There's nothi-"
He flicked the lights on and what was inside amazed me beyond belief. Mr. Jackson... has a room full of toys, Ropes, Chains, Oils, Basically anything to fulfill your kinky Sexual fantasies.
The confidence washed off of me as I backed away, crashing into his hard chest. He placed a hand on my shoulder and brought his mouth down to my ear,
"There's No escaping now, Kitten. You don't want to have fun?"
He closed the door and locked it, throwing the key across the room. Unbuttoning his freshly ironed, White button down shirt and tossing it across the room.
"I'll be gentle, I promise"
What. In. The Sinful. Hell. Was. This?
no part 2.
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