Fairies are Pretty: Fairy Dust Series

Chapter 11: His Majesty

It was a miracle Dalais got any work done today. He zoned out of the shareholders meeting as they made their monthly assessments on the company's progress.

"Dalais, I have Mr Dewitt on the line for you. He says it's an emergency." Patty, his assistant offered as she peeped through the door, causing Dalais' eyes to shoot up instantly.

"By all means, get him through."

"Okay, sir"

"Is anything wrong?" Dalais inquired as soon as he picked the phone.

"Very. It just occurred to me that I don't have your personal phone number." Dirac stated.

"I told Ally to give it to you once so you could call. You never did, so whose fault is that?" Dalais responded smugly.

"Yours, for not forcing your way back into my life." Dirac barked. "Anyhow, how comfy is your sit?"

"I hate you so much Dirac. You gave me a boner in front of the whole board."

"Me?"

"I couldn't stop thinking about you, you idiot, now my fucking balls are turning blue." He rubbed his already hardening dick. "I'm gonna take this thing out of my ass."

"Is your office door closed?"

"What?"

"Go lock your door Dalais."

Dalais realised Dirac was full on Dom mode and it was hard to defy him. Defying him now felt unlawful, yet still very tempting. He found his legs however rebelling against his new found defiance.

"I've locked it." He confirmed with a voice weaker than he remembered his ever being.

"Good! Now check the hidden compartment of your briefcase."

"You opened my briefcase?"

"What was that, little sub?" Dirac spat the last words with specific intent to put Dalais in his place. And boy did he succeed.

"Okay, your Majesty." Dalais said, rolling his eyes without putting much respect to the title. A growl coming from Dirac confirmed he noticed.

"You roll your eyes at me again and I will bend you over my knee with your naked butt in the air and spank you senseless."

That sounded awfully like a promise than a warning it was intended to be. Dalais dismissed how those words were hardening his cock and looked around his office.

"Did you put cameras in my office."

"I don't need to, Dalais. Your tone of voice is clear enough for me. I must warn you sub, I have a fondness for discipline. With a defiant sub on my hands, spanking will be a messy. I'm no sadist, but I excercise my dominance to a length. Now do as instructed, little lion."

Dalais nearly dropped the phone in his hand as the contents revealed themselves to him. He went to a meeting with this damn briefcase for pit's sake, what would have happened had he accidentally opened that pocket?

"What the actual fuck, Dirac?" He hissed before he could stop himself.

"That would be your last warning. Pull your pants to the floor?"

"I'm in my office."

"I'm well aware of that fact, little lion. When I lay a command you have two and only two replies. You either say your safe word 'honestly', or you simply say 'yes or okay your Majesty'. You have earned yourself your first punishment. Pants and boxers on the ground, now!"

He basically barked the last sentence which sentenced Dalais straight to being mindless. He considered safe wording out of this but Dirac had firmly said 'honestly' so the growth of his groin proved he wouldn't be honest.

"Yes, your Majesty." He picked the remote on his desk and closed the curtains shut before he could pull his pants down.

The briefcase still stood open in front of him, freaking the hell out of his once innocent mind.

"They are down, your Majesty."

"Explain the contents of your briefcase little lion." Dirac's voice was hard and cold. Yet not the cold that was emotionless, the freeze that send chills to its receiver. His command demanded execution.

"A...an anal plug. And a packet of lubricant... your Majesty." He added hastily.

"Squad over your desk and replace the plug in that beautiful ass of yours, with that one."

By now Dalais had learned to swallow every protest he had and just do as he was told. He did as he was commanded, wondering what will the unlucky person to walk in here think they were seeing.

He moaned as he pushed through the pain of a slightly bigger size penetrating him. As soon as the plug was well in, Dalais could hear Dirac's heavy breathing.

"It's done, your Majesty."

"Good, little pet. I want you ready and well prepared for me tonight. See you at dinner."

Dalais did not get a word in before the line was cut. Tonight?

"Patty!" Dalais shouted as soon as he had safely packed everything away.

"Yes sir." His assistant rushed in upon being called.

"Clear my schedule for today." With that, Dalais left his sinful office