Submissive Heart (BDSM Love Story)

The Interveiw

I was just waking up, when my phone started playing my best friends ringtone. I hastily rolled over and grabbed my phone answering it with a slurred mixture of 'good morning', 'hello', and 'what do you want?'. This odd combination was met with a long moment of silence followed by my best friend bursting into a fit of giggles. A very undom thing to do.

"Good morning to you too," she paused, probably taking a sip of coffee. I was a tea person myself. "You're interview is in three hours and you need to shower... I want you to get this job so you can stop working at that sketchy sex shop."

I worked at a small sex toy shop that sold the company's product that I was interviewing for. It was a rather nice shop that I got most of my self pleasuring devices from. The fun of being single.

"If I get the job I promise to pay rent..." My best friend happened to be my roommate. It was nice to be so close to the person I lived with. She was a Domme who had taken in an unwanted sub. This was very uncommon and was actually frowned upon.

My last Dom had left me because I was 'a stubborn, lazy, worthless, and all around embarrassing excuse for a sub'. The truth was I had gone out one night to save my friend from being raped. He had told me to stay inside and when I left he said I was gone. Nyda, my best friend, had taken me in then. She felt like she owed me for saving her that night.

"I don't want rent. I want you to be happy. Best thing would be if you found that special someone. I mean you're interviewing to be a secretary. Normally the Dom just has his sub do that." Nyda had a long term on again off again relationship with a little sub named Carl. They had had their last fight over me and me staying with them. That was six months ago.

"How is Carl?" I hadn't seen him since he moved out.

"He's good. If you get this job I'm going to order him to come to our celebration dinner." I hated the idea of him being forced to come.

We talked for a bit about what would happen if I got the job and she old me about her dream of me finding the right Dom.

When I got off the phone it was time for me to shower and start getting ready. I practically flew around the small house picking out my sexy and lucky pair of panties with matching lace bra, finding my outfit, and grabbing a towel.

Two hours later I was in traffic waiting to get into the large corporation building. It was at least fifteen stories tall and was the largest building in the area. I was shown to guest parking and told to be quick about it. But they never specified 'it'.

I was in a tight low cut dress. My hair was done up in a tight neat bun. My makeup was a more natural tone with dark lining aground my eyes. The dark color made my eyes pop.

"Angel?" I had just walked in when a woman in a tight short skirt called my name.

"Yes ma'am?" I walked up to the counter she was behind and she gave me a sweet and hopeful smile.

She looked me up and down and giggled. "They are ready to see you now." Her eye trained on my breast as she walked around the counter and lead me to the meeting room.

When I walked in I saw three tall men standing by three tall backed leather chairs. The center Man and chair were taller then the other two. The man to the right and left had graying hair and dark eyes. The man in the center had light golden brown hair and intense meadow green and gold eyes. He was extremely attractive.

"We were looking over your papers and wanted to mention how since you started working at Sallie's, their sells of our products increased." It was the man on the right shifting through some papers.

"Honestly, I just want to skip the formalities and talk about the giant rainbow elephant in the room. Why your last Dom left." It was the man in the middle. Justin Heart.

The two other men stood up and began to walk out. "Mr. Heart, we are needed elsewhere." They seemed to not care where the questioning had gone as they opened the door and calmly slid out.

"Sir... I knew this would come up but I was hoping to wow you with my resume a little bit more before this." I hung my head low.

"I've read what your Dom had to say about it... Now I want your side. Tell me nothing but the truth. And if I'm satisfied you have the job." I stared up at him shocked. "You're the only sub who isn't taken(I hate jealous doms) and who has experience with our company. It may only be sells but its experience."

"Thank you," I felt tears in my eyes as I started to explain what happened.

...

Nyda and I had gone with her sub and my Dom out to the clubs. The four of us were dancing on the dance floor when Peter told me it was almost my bed time. I told Nyda good bye and left.

Two hours later I was sitting on the bed waiting for Peter to come in when the phone rang. I answered it.

"Angel, help me. Nyda is drunk and these men are going to hurt her." Nyda's little sub boy was balling into the phone.

"Peter," I cried out and ran into the bathroom. "Nyda needs my help."

"No. Its past your bed time. You should be asleep." Peter shook his head an frowned at me.

"I have to... I'm sorry..." I ran out of the house dressed in sleep pants and shirt.

"If you don't come right back here, I'm kicking you out."

I raced to Nyda and found her half naked crying in a corner surrounded by men. Her sub was standing in between them. I immediately grabbed her.

She clung to me and her sub followed closely behind me. We got into my car and sped off.

...

When I finished telling him the story I realized I had taken far longer then my appointment time. He was just smiling at me and nodding his head. He stood up and shook my hand.

"You start work tomorrow." He let go of my hand and smiled politely. "Wear something skimpy. Preferably something submissive. I want you to look presentable."

I felt my face growing hot as he lead me out of the meeting. His hand was on the small of my back. I realized then that I was excited to work for such an attractive and important man. And I also realized no matter what I said or tried to convence myself, I wanted to be his.