❛𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒... ❜ | 𝟏𝟖+

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝒻𝓉ℯℯ𝓃 | 𝓉ℴℴ 𝒽ℴ𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓁ℯ

TW // SEXUAL HARASSMENT.
Anna's POV:
I fiddle with the object in my hand as i blindly listen to Sam waffle on about the upcoming meeting that dictates the merge with Windbriar Inc. I don't know why HR reps have to be here; we just sit on our pretty little asses and do as we're told. "I'll see you all in exactly one hour for the meeting, don't forget your pins." everyone makes their own way out, more than likely feeling free from the irreverent work segment of their day and eager to escape the clutches of their instructive CEO, but i stay seated and watch as Sam turns off the big screen and turns to find me smiling innocently in her direction, hiding a scoping hellish look. "You don't want your lunch break?" "Nope. I'd rather spend it with you instead." Sam curls her finger to beckon me closer after perching herself on the edge of the table situated in the middle of the secretive, dungeon-like room i've grown to hate as a member of HR. I make my way over to the long-locked brown eyed blonde and nestle myself between her legs, placing my arms around her neck and tying my wrists around her nape to hide the object from her. "How are you? I haven't spoken to you all day." she asks with a polite smile, and a warm hand rubbing the small of my back in a comforting touch. "I know. I've been avoiding you." a concerned furrow knots in Sam's brow, "Why's that?" i sigh mockingly, pouting with a childish look on my features. "You upset me so much last time... you took all of the control and left none of it for me." Sam's response is to smirk coldly and fiddle with the fabric that holds my belt up. "Don't say you didn't enjoy it when i claimed you and drizzled hot oil all over your tight, slender body." "But i wanted to do that to you... so i've got a little something to take back control." i smile sweetly and bring her focus to the Love Egg remote controlled vibrator i purchased last week, after our session. "I want your pleasure to rest entirely in my hands. If i want to make you come in front of everyone, i will. If i want to drive you to the edge and not let you fall off, i will. I'll have you screaming my name when you least expect it." i tug Sam's hips further to the edge of the table and pull her obsidian skirt down to her ankles, leaving it there, forgotten. "Anna!" "Spread your legs." through the waves of surprise, Sam's hesitation to follow my command is ongoing, too long for my own comfort. I smack her inner thigh, my hand print burned into her white skin as a much more gentle warning than i wanted to get across. "It wasn't a suggestion." her knees widen, just enough for me to see her slick desire, almost so visible i can taste its glorious beauty on my taste buds. "Why is my toy so wet, Sam?" her breathing quickens, creating a light blush on her tender cheeks. I chuckle at her diffidence, nudging her entrance open further. "Such a naughty girl..." i push Sam onto her back, her knees elevating into the air. "No matter what happens... stay still. Got it?" her gulp could be heard from rooms away, her nod known to me. "Smart woman." i lubricate the tip of the vibrator using her own wet heat, pushing it inside her slowly. I adjust it so the other end rests on her hood. I pat the surface of her, to which she whimpers at, and smile unashamedly. "Good girl for doing as Mistress says. Let's see what this puppy can do." i eye the remote quizzically, wondering how i can leave Sam wanting me just that much more, throbbing in a pulsing pain that no one but me can satisfy. "Remember our safeword?" she nods, still bewildered by my actions. "Tell it to me, my pet. I want to hear the word escape your curvaceous mouth." "... firecracker, Mistress." "Good girl." i start off light, something just enough to make her hips slide into a gentle rhythmic buck that plays to a sweetened melody in my head. "Oooh..." "Does that feel lovely, beautiful one?" "Y-yes, Mistress... mmm..." "You better not like it too much. Come without my permission, and suffer the consequences." "That's gonna be impossible..." "Do you dare go against my wishes?" my stern voice comes out, piercing Sam like a sharpened dagger to her wretched, exposed heart. "I- i'll try and do everything you want, Mistress." "You'll try, and you'll succeed. Unless you want me to bend you over this table in front of an audience?" i've never spanked Sam before... i'm so intrigued. I've been over her knee enough times to know how at mercy i feel when her palm smacks into my pearly skin, passing all pain in a crimson, semi-permanent stain. The 'switch' in me is curious to have the roles reversed, even just for a split second of pure fantasy. "You wouldn't..." "How fucking dare you underestimate me. You have no idea what i'm capable of." i turn the pulse level up a notch and her voice ripples in a soothing sound straight to my ears, a song i wish i could capture in a bottle and listen to, day in day out. "I think i'll leave it on that level until the meeting later. Don't you dare take it out until i remove it myself." i waltz out of the room, leaving her there on the table debunked of her clothes and emotions. I stop short in the doorway, flashing my teeth in a wicked simper, "I'd advise you to dress yourself appropriately to work next time, Ms Dalton. Imagine if someone caught you. You might need punishing for indecency in the work place."