Help Wanted [*Complete*]

7

"It is the Submissive's duty to be ready for Sir and to never deny him what is his no matter the situation. A Submissive must never forget that Sir's pleasure is her sole purpose, and to neglect such a poignant fact is a serious infraction."

The next morning walking was easier, whatever cream he'd rubbed into the bruises had helped with the sting and tenderness. However, because of it I woke up wetter than the great lakes and with my mind preoccupied with Mr. Emery. For the first time since getting the job I wasn't looking forward to work.

As I zombied my way into the kitchen, I found Mr. Emery alone seated at the breakfast bar already dressed with his cell pressed to his ear. I checked the clock, it was six thirty. London was five hours ahead so a seven o'clock phone call here was noon for them.

"Look, I know it's over my investment budget for the fiscal year. I just don't care." He glanced up at me, gesturing to the stool next to him before continuing his conversation.

I sat beside him, the first thing he did was pull me into his lap slipping his free hand up my leg into my shorts. "Not a sound, and no coming," he whispered while covering the microphone on his cell with his thumb.

Well good morning to you too.

"I'm sorry what was that? Yeah... Well, I told you I didn't fucking need approval. The beautiful thing about being a billionaire is not needing to run to my board to buy out seats on another company. I can do it all on my own." He stroked along my slit making me squirm in his lap.

"Thank you...I know you didn't mean it as a compliment, but it is one...That's how you get ahead in business. Call Gretta Price, Leslie James... Mario Adams and... David Gidot at Pennington Publishing. Offer them point five above market value for their shares and promise them the usual." He slipped a finger into my aching cunt and started circling his thumb around my clit.

A war raged inside me as I clenched my jaw and fought to keep myself silent. I rubbed my ankles against his legs as he manipulated me expertly edging me closer to bliss. I had to bite my bottom lip hard to stop from giving in to that scorching warmth.

"I don't care, Jake. I really fucking don't. This is what I want. I want their board seats. I want their shares. I want Gregory fucking Chambers on his knees begging to keep his job. Now, are you going to make the arrangements or am I going to have to find a new business manager? ...Thank you, that's all I ask." He ended the call, never pausing in his relentless probing.

After setting the cell on the granite counter top, he grabbed my right breast hard enough to make me cry out.

"Come for me." He breathed against my ear, making me shiver violently against him.

A second finger joined the first as he pinched and rolled my nipple with his other hand. However, it wasn't manual ministrations that tipped me over the edge but his mouth.

Without warning he bit my neck, seizing the dancing flesh of my pulse between his teeth, causing my world to turn upside down.

"Fuck!" I screamed. He held me captive as my body almost ripped itself to pieces. Not for a second did he stop his administrations. No, he forced me to ride my orgasm out to completion as he worried the flesh at my throat until I stopped twitching.

"Good girl," he purred, smoothing my shorts back into place. That simple utterance made that part of me that longed to be collared do a standing backflip.