Devilish Desires

Channing

I was headed into work one morning, and I just had this real lustful feeling to come over me. I haven't been able to touch Jordynn in two weeks, and it was killing me. So, I did something insanely stupid.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Malaysia," I paused, "can I come see you?"

"Sure, meet me at the Towers," she said. "Room—well, you know what room."

"Of course, I do." It was my special room. "Alright, cool."

About twenty minutes after I hung up with Malaysia, Jordynn called me. I was getting in my car headed to Malaysia.

"Hello?" I picked up.

"Hey, Channing, are you okay?" she asked me.

"Yeah, baby, why did you ask me that?" I just hated lying to her.

"I thought you got rid of that room, Channing?" she said.

Carpenter Towers was a hotel Jordynn invested in when we were freshmen at Auburn University. I should have known she would find out. She knows that's the room that I used when I was ready to play. We played there in the beginning of our relationship. She's the reason that I got that room. She told me to get rid of it when she thought I was gonna marry Malaysia.

"Not only that," she paused, "you're taking Malaysia?" Before I could respond, she said, "I gotta go. My shipment just arrived. Bye," and then she just hung up.

I called Malaysia back. "Did you really have to call Jordynn to rub it in her face about our playtime?"

"Yeah, I did," she said laughing.

She thought this shit was funny. It was far from funny. I should have known better. I just didn't wanna hurt Jordynn, but it seems as if I did.

"You're gonna pay for that; just to let you know," I paused. "I want you out front, naked, holding a sign saying: IM A DIRTY SLUT. Do you understand?"

"Sir?" I heard the laughter disappear.

"Oh, now you're not laughing," I said. "Do you understand me, Malaysia?"

"Please, Channing, don't make me do that?" she cried.

"You do it, or I take you to the club and embarrass you even more. Your choice."

Jordynn and I opened Devilish Desires together for her twenty-first birthday. We used to play all the time. Different places all over the world. She is the best playmate ever. Letting her be with Nathan was a mistake. Maybe she wouldn't be in the predicament she's in now. But I knew once I started to really explore BDSM I was becoming dangerous; too dangerous for her. Giving her up was the best thing I could do for her, but the worst feeling for me.

"Which one will it be, Malaysia?" I asked her again.

"Yearnings," she cried out. That was her safe word.

"Why did you call Jordynn, Malaysia?"

"To make her mad, Channing. I wanna be with you. I wanna be more than your submissive. You and I were going to get married. I was your girlfriend. Why did you leave me?"

"You're not fit for a fulltime submissive role, Malaysia, and if you married me, then you would have been a fulltime slave. And on top of that, I'm in love with Jordynn. With or without her being there, I would have never married you. Jordynn is the one I wanna be with."

"I wanna end out contract, Channing," she said.

"Consider it done. Come to my office at one o'clock tomorrow and sign your release papers."

"I'll be there," she said and then hung up.

I waited about thirty minutes before I called Jordynn back. "Hello?" she answered.

"What time are you getting off?" I asked her.

"Around six. What's wrong?" she asked.

"Will you play with me tonight? At the club?" I asked her.

"Are you playing with Malaysia?" she asked.

"No, that's over. She's signing her release papers tomorrow."

"Okay, sure, I'll play with you."

That was music to my ears. "Tonight, before we go, will you have dinner with me?"

"Of course, what time?" she asked.

"How does seven o'clock sound?"

"Sounds good, Sir. I'll leave work early then."

"Thank you, Jordynn." I replied. "I'll have June deliver a dress to the house around 4:30."

"Do I need to be home?" she asked.

"I can have it delivered there if you would like," I told her.

"No, home will be fine. I'll just leave around 3:45."

"Thank you, Honey Bee." I couldn't help, but smile. "I'm gonna let you go. I know you got work to do."

"Hey, Channing," she said.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I love you, baby," she said.

"I love you too, Honey Bee," I told her. "I'll see you later."

"Okay," she replied and then we hung up.

It was hard trying to focus at work. I couldn't get Jordynn off my mind. I texted her so she would think of me like I was thinking of her.

I SO CNT STOP THKN OF U. MY DICK IS SO HRD: I sent to her.

About two seconds later she replied: IM SO WET. MY PUSSY IS ACHN 4 U.

I couldnt take it. GET HERE NOW! I sent back to her.

OMW: she sent back.

I paced my floor for about thirty minutes before Jordynn showed up. I charged for her as soon as she closed the door. My office was designed with two-way mirrors so I can see my employees, but they couldn't see me.

I pulled her skirt to her hips and sat her on my conference table. I was hungry, and she was my buffet. I devoured her pussy as if it was my last meal.

"Channing," she moaned. "You gone make me cum, baby. Don't stop." She started shaking.

I fucked her hard with my tongue until she filled my mouth with the sweetest nectar Ive ever tasted. "Damn, I can drink your juices all day long." I commented.

"My turn," she said pulling me up so she could kiss me. "Fuck my mouth, Channing," she begged.

"On your knees," I told her. She got down on her knees and pulled me from my pants. She licked her lips and my knees went weak.

She took me into her mouth and began teasing me. That was her way of saying she wants more. I twisted her hair around my fist and held her still. I fucked her mouth until I had her gagging. She loved every second of it.

"You gone swallow me, baby," I asked her fucking her hard. She nodded not able to speak because my dick was in her throat. "Good girl," I told her.

I pounded her mouth until my knees went weak, and she took over. Pumping and sucking me until I came hard in her mouth, and she sucked me dry.

"I told you it would happen again," she said laughing.

"Let's call it a day?" I asked her.

"I can't , Channing. I got a show coming up. My design crew is coming at two. I moved it up already."

"I'm sorry. I forgot about your show."

"I'll be done by four o'clock, though. I promise," She said sincerely.

"I know you will, Honey Bee. Let's get you cleaned up. You have a dress hanging in the closet behind my desk."

"Really? Thanks, baby."

I gave her towels so she could go freshen up and head back to work. The only reason she wasn't my fulltime slave was because I was in a contract with Malaysia. But nothing could stop me now. All that will change very soon. Tonight actually.