Derrick Kenner was surprised to find Geoffrey, head of Accounting waiting for him when he arrived.
“Mr. Kenner, we need to talk,” he said.
“What’s this about?” Derrick asked.
“Inside please,” Georffrey said. He had a stack of papers with him that looked like wage records.
Derrick opened the office doors and they went to his office. It was early, and no one else was in yet. Derrick sat down and offered the accountant a seat. “Now what is this about?” he asked.
“This,” Geoffrey said holding up the stack of papers, “Is about why you have over 540 hours of overtime reported on one set of papers with no pay rendered and 540 hours reported on your time sheet and payment due to the tune of $8100, before taxes going into your direct deposit account.”
“WHAT!” yelled Derrick. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Is this your signature?” the accountant asked handing over a paper for Derrick to look at.
“Um… yes,” he said.
“Is this your wage account number, bank account and social security number?” Geoffrey asked.
Derrick took the papers and saw that it was indeed his information. According to the papers, he had claimed the pay for the hours his four former employees worked last month. “I don’t know what this is about, or how this got on my record,” he said in his defense.
“Well, let’s open up your computer as the information came from your workstation and see what we can find,” said the accountant.
“Yes, I’m sure there is a logical explanation for this,” he said. He booted his computer and once it started to run, the screen froze. Derrick muttered, rebooted and waited. This time, the operating system took forever. When he tried to click on his wage information time clock, it froze again.
“Let me try Derrick,” said Geoffrey and moved Derrick out of the seat. “Hmm…. seems that you’ve gotten a virus. Forget to update your software, or cruising forbidden websites?”
“No! Good grief. I’ll call the IT department,” Derrick said. He picked up the phone and made a call. A few minutes later as Geoffrey still tried to get the computer to work, he hung up the phone. “They’ll be here after lunch. It’s been a busy morning,” he told Geoffrey.
“Alright. Until then, close your office. You are officially under investigation on a charge of embezzlement. I’ll escort you out of your offices and you will surrender your keys. It is in your best interests to retain a lawyer. I expect you to be here at 1pm sharp,” said Geoffrey as he walked Derrick out of the office suite.
“Fine. I’m sure this is all a mistake. It was probably that bitch I just fired that did it,” said Derrick as he handed over his keys.
Geoffrey took his keys and locked the office. Then he headed down the hallway leaving Derrick fuming in front of the elevators.
Derrick punched the down button and entered the elevator. He left the building in a huff. When he arrived at his car, he found a small business card under the wiper. A thorny rose and a phone number were all that it had on it. Derrick looked at it and threw it to the ground. He got in his car and drove off.
David watched from his car. A smile played across his face. The listening devise Tim had planted worked perfectly. Once Derrick’s car was out of sight, he drove off to his breakfast meeting and the two clients he had scheduled.
Kerri woke up alone and sore. She winced as she got up out of bed. Each step on the way to the bathroom reminded her of last night. Parts of her felt good, and others hurt. Especially, her ass. She climbed into the shower and tried to soak away the pain. Kerri picked up her shampoo. When the French Vanilla scent hit her nose, she moaned. “Damn! Vanilla was the fucking safe word! Why on hearth couldn’t I remember that? Or, did I not want to remember it?” she wondered. Kerri was very confused about the whole thing last night. On one hand it felt really good not to be in control. Some of the sex was fantastic. It was the way she felt about her body reacting to pain that caused her confusion. “It shouldn’t turn me on to be spanked and pinched!”she thought. “It’s just too damn weird!”
Kerri washed all over. When she tried to wash her ass, which was still tender beyond all reason, she panicked. It felt good to touch the sensitive skin. She also realized that she was wet between her legs and it had nothing to do with the shower. “Damn! What in the hell is wrong with me?” she thought. Leaving her ass alone, she rinsed off and got out of the shower. As she tried to dry off without touching her ass, she noticed the note on the mirror. It was from David.
I know you are probably confused about last night. We will have a long talk when I get home. In the mean time, I ask a couple of small favors. After you shower, dress in a light dress. No bra, no panties. No orgasms either. I’ll be home at six.
“Hmm, no undies eh? Well, I don’t think I could bear to wear any,” she said to herself as she walked to her closet. She pulled out a light summer dress that came to her knees and slipped it on. Then she proceeded to get coffee and start her day.
Her first realization was that sitting required a pillow. The second one was if she squirmed too much on her chair, her ass hurt. Third, after a bit, she was soaked. It was like her brain was trying to replay parts of last night.
“This is ridiculous,” she said after cleaning up the third time. Rather than sit down, she did the dishes, laundry and other chores she could manage standing up. It was going to be a long day.
Derrick showed up at his office at 1pm as requested by Geoffrey. Geoffrey was there with the IT tech. They all went in and the tech went to work on the computer. After ten minutes, he turned off the machine.
“Sorry Geoffrey, this computer has more viruses than my son has pimples. It will take at least a day to get it to where I can access the information on the hard drive,” he said.
“Okay, thanks. Call me when it’s ready,” said Geoffrey.
The IT tech nodded and went back to work on the computer. Geoffrey escorted Derrick out of the office.
“Derrick, I’ll call you when we can access your computer files. In the meantime, you’re suspended without pay. Don’t be stupid and run okay?” Geoffrey said and left before Derrick could say a word.
Derrick punched the wall for the elevator button and left. He stormed out of the building. Derrick drove off with a squeal of tires as David watched from his vantage point. David smiled.
When Derrick got home, his wife was waiting for him and she looked as pissed off as he did.
“Derrick, what did you do?” she asked.
“What do you mean?” he answered.
“I went to use our joint account and the card was rejected. I called the bank, and they said the account was frozen pending an investigation. What did you do?” she asked again.
“Nothing. Someone is trying to frame me. Said I was going to embezzle money from the company. Didn’t think they’d freeze my accounts,” he said throwing his briefcase down on the couch.
“Oh. Well, I’m taking the kids to my mother’s for the week. We’d planned to go anyway, so I guess this just works out well. I still want to know what you did,” she said and left the room. Ten minutes later, she and the kids left in the family Volvo.
Derrick broke the door when he punched it.
Tim made a call as he watched the Volvo leave the driveway. All he said was “Bingo!”
David got home to find dinner cooking and the house looking immaculate. Kerri was standing at the stove stir frying the veggies for dinner.
“Hello Kerri,” he said wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck on one of the bite marks he’d left last night.
“Oh! Hello David,” she said. Goosebumps played across her skin. “I didn’t hear you come in,”
“Good. The house looks nice. Been busy today?” he asked.
“Well, to be honest, it hurt to sit too long, so I did a bunch of cleaning,” she admitted.
“Ah, let me see that fine ass of yours,” he said taking the spoon from her hand and turning her towards the wall. “Steady yourself and let me look,” he said as he lifted her dress. Tracing his fingertips over her ass, he noticed a few things. First off, she hadn’t questioned him at all about being stood against the wall. She reacted to the light touch, and she was aroused. He pulled her dress down and let her go back to finishing up dinner. “You’ll be fine,” he said. “I see you followed some of my requests. Did you follow all of them?”
“Yes. And I have some questions about last night,” she said.
“All in good time. We will talk over dinner,” David said. With that, he walked out of the room to change clothes.
Dinner went well, but Kerri didn’t get many answers to her questions. In reality, she ended up with more questions than answers. They talked all through dinner and while they did the dishes. David did his best to answer most of her questions.
“You’ll just have to believe me or ask someone else for that one. I understand the logic and the psychology of it, but it isn’t something that resonates with me,” David said when Kerri asked again as to why pain and pleasure work the way they do.
“But it shouldn’t work that way,” she said.
“Okay, let’s try something,” he said and proceeded to lift her dress and spank her ass four times.
“Ouch! Damn! Ow!” squeaked Kerri.
“Now how do you feel?” David asked.
“I hurt. My ass is sore!” she replied.
“Are you turned off or turned on?” he asked.
“Off,” she said without a seconds hesitation.
“I’m not sure if I believe you,” David said, and he put his hand between her legs and when he slid his fingers over her pussy, she was drenched.
“Ohhhh,” she moaned. “Not fucking fair.”
“Maybe not. While your mind says no, your body says yes. Do you really understand the D/s mindset?” he asked her again. They’d been discussing it on and off for the last twenty minutes.
“I believe I do. A Dom provides for the needs of the sub. He gives the sub either the emotional, physical or mental release needed for balance. Often this is done through ‘scenes’ as you put it where the sub is not in control of their environment. Punishments and rewards are given to the sub who in reality is the one in control as they can stop it at any time with a safe word,” Kerri said.
“Yes. What else?” David asked.
“Subs are usually people who are too in control during their ‘normal’ lives and need the release that is provided when they are subs. The same sort of thing happens with Doms, where they need to have a place to be in power, or to deal with control issues of their own. It’s a balancing act dynamic that doesn’t need sex or even physical contact, while it may involve both. The rules are agreed upon by each couple,” she said.
“Good. Now, how does that apply to us?” he asked.
Kerri blinked and gave him a deer in the headlights look. “Um.., David, I… I’m not sure. I figured you were just trying out something kinky that Tim or James told you about. I thought our sex life was pretty good,” she said confused.
“Yes, our sex life is good, and for the most part I prefer our normal and balanced sex. However, not all of this has been about our sex life,” he said.
“What? I don’t understand,” she said.
“A week ago, were you happy? Enjoying life? Sleeping well?” he asked.
Kerri started to speak and then stopped. “Oh shit. I… I’m the one stressed out by being too much in charge,” she said as it dawned on her exactly what she had said earlier and how it applied to her.
“Yes. Just like Sally, which is why I had you talk to her. I tried to be reasonable. I even suggested you tell your boss to stuff it. Instead, you worked yourself into a mess. So, I decided to apply a bit of psychology. James and I are good friends, and we talk a lot. He and Sally have an on again, off again D/s relationship. Usually it is when she stresses and needs to balance out. James is willing to help her deal with her issues. Being a sub with no control allows her to let go and regain her balance. That is what I’ve been doing for you,” David said.
“And what are you getting out of this? A chance to be in control? Do you feel helpless?” she asked trying to wrap her mind around the dynamic.
“I get the chance to help someone I love find her way. I don’t feel helpless, although there are times I do feel the need to beat something to a pulp,” he said. “Not you though,” he added quickly.
“Oh? So what do you do as you and I have never played this way before?” she asked.
“I go out for the evening and usually do something physical. I’ll explain more later. Leave it to say that I take care of myself as I always have,” David said.
“Okay, I’m still not satisfied,” Kerri said.
“No, I’m not surprised. However, I’ll discuss this when I’m ready and not before,” he said.
“Aright. Now why do I get so turned on by being spanked, and is this forever?” she asked trying not to twitch because her ass hurt and she could feel the wetness trickling down her legs.
“That is up to you. When you balance yourself out, it may no longer work. Or, you may be what some people call a pain slut. Someone who gets off or at least turned on by pain. There are all kinds of variations. More importantly, do you want to be spanked? Punished? Is it worth the pain for the balance of pleasure? This is what you need to decided,” David said.
“Gee, thanks. You know, the whole twenty questions isn’t helping,” she said.
David grabbed her arm, spun her around and swatted her ass hard as he held her tightly to his chest. “Then little one, maybe you need someone to make choices for you? Take away all the confusion and just leave you with the choice to obey or to be punished?” he whispered in her ear.
“David, no,” she whined.
“Yes Sir, I believe is the correct answer. Once again, your mouth says no, and your pussy is crying juices that run down your legs,” he said. David lifted her dress and pressed his fingers between her legs and up into her pussy. He brought his soaked hand up to her nose and tapped it with his fingers. “See how wet you are?”
Kerri gulped. She’d gone from frustrated to angry to shocked and horny in a smack of David’s hand. This whole D/s thing was turning her on. She felt her juices reach her knees. “Yes Sir,” she said in almost a whisper.
David tried not to smile. He let her go and put his wet fingers under her chin to lift her head up. “You have three minutes to get ready for me. Go little one!” he said and smacked her ass.
Kerri blinked. “Yyyyes Sir,” she squeaked and ran for the bedroom. She turned down the bed, grabbed the toybag out of the dresser and then took off her dress and put it in the hamper. Then she knelt on the bed trying to remember how he’d had her do it the night before. She settled on putting her hands on her thighs. She had time to take about three breaths before David walked into the room. He was wearing just his jeans.
“Good job little one,” he said. “Now, what would you like to play with tonight? Clamps? Vibrators? Spankings? Or a little of everything?” he asked.
“Vibrators, Sir,” she said quietly, not believing she was really doing this.
“Okay,” David said. He took her hands and stood her up with her hands and nose against the wall. “Stand right there.”
Kerri stood and waited. “Where the hell is he and what is he doing?” she wondered just as the vibrator turned on behind her. She jumped.
“No orgasms until I say so,” he said.
“Yes Sir,” she said. “This shouldn’t be too hard,” she thought.
David ran the vibrator up her legs and across her back. Then he ran it down the crack of her ass and up between her legs. Kerri moaned. David kept it up until she shivered. He slid it up inside her pussy and held it there. Kerri squirmed. With one hand, he held the vibrator in place while he undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor. Stepping up behind her, he played the vibrator over her clit.
“Oh! Oh gods, Sir….” she started to beg.
“What do you want little one?” he asked.
“I want to come,” she said.
“Not yet,” David said. He slid the vibrator up and down and then slid his cock deep into her pussy. Dropping the vibrator to the floor, he fucked her standing up. His hands on her hips held her in place.
“Sir, please,” she begged.
David felt his own release close. “Yes,” he said hoarsely.
Kerri came hard, her juices running down her legs and her muscles clamping tight around David’s cock. David groaned as he came, his balls slapping against the back of her legs. AS his heart slowed down and his muscles relaxed, he pulled out of Kerri and led her to the bed. Tossing the bag of toys to the floor, they crawled into bed.
“One more orgasm, little one?” he asked her.
“No sir,” she said trying to settle down.
“Alright,” he said as he rolled over and proceeded to hold her down while he stroked her clit until she arched off the bed in orgasm.
“Oh! Sir!” Kerri gasped.
David repeated this until he counted five orgasms. By this time, Kerri could barely keep her eyes open she was so relaxed and so deep in subspace. “Good night little one,” he said as he cuddled her to his chest.