To say I was surprised to see her again would be an understatement. It was out and out shock to see the first woman who introduced me to the dark world of submission. My heart pounded as I stood in the crowd of donors waiting to shake hands with the celebrities sponsoring the worthwhile charity in which we all supported. I had been awarded the honor of representing my firm for my hard work and now it seemed to be more to the reward than I ever expected. She hadn’t spotted me yet but I knew that she would if she continued to stand behind the celebrities. All I could hope for is that the celebrity would send her on an errand or she needed to take a break.
Staring at her, I felt my submissiveness to her return. Though her height was only 5’2, she would always wear the most expensive, fashionable, pair of shoes the raise her height to 5’5 or taller. The smart business suit she wore was tailored to show off the hard body beneath. A smile crossed my face as I realized that she was wearing her favorite lingerie: a black lace thong with a matching bra. I knew this because of the thigh high stockings she wore. When working at a high profile event, she always wore the most expensive lingerie. She had often remarked to me that it gave her an edge when dealing with a troublesome celebrity or promoting a big event. Best of all, she was wearing her makeup to perfection: Not too heavy, not too light. The only noticeable change was that her hair was cut shorter. I guess she had gotten tired of waiting for her hair to dry or she needed the time saved to make her commute every morning.
Kalinda always ran late in the morning.
My date pulled at my arm to make me close the gap that had formed in the line. I felt uncomfortable but Mia, my girlfriend for the last six months, would be disappointed if I pulled us out of line. Mia had been waiting to meet the actor of her favorite show. She often said how much the two of us resembled each other, but I never saw it. We did have the same nose and hair, but that hardly made us twins. Despite the long line, Mia was going to at least get her picture taken with him, which is one of the reasons why I was with her, and at least a hug. I could tell that she was excited in more ways than one by the meeting and that I would be rewarded when we got back to my apartment with a night of great sex.
As the line inched along, I pictured my self naked, wearing only a collar around my neck as well as that of those in line. I shook my head to clear myself of such thoughts. The mere presence of Kalinda was affecting me. It was just like the old days when I was interning at the same movie studio that Kalinda worked. That’s how we met, or I should say, where she spotted me. I was eager to please skinny Junior from college who was planning for a career in the entertainment field. Despite the internship having a reputation of being high stress, which turned out to be the opposite, it was a highly sought position and I had felt fortunate to have made it. My mentor was one of the old time bosses who didn’t revel in the chance to abuse the interns. We got along wonderfully once he saw my work ethic. The job was like going to Disneyland. I got to run several packages and messages to shoots. I met many famous people and saw the magic of film making. Eventually, I learned that it was a stressful business and that most of the famous people were very human beings. My friends and family were impressed though, so I tried not to shatter their illusions.
While my job seemed to be the best, I quickly recognized that most of the executives were under enormous pressure. They were the worse ones to deal with because they took it out on the interns or their assistants. It wasn’t uncommon to see another intern in tears or cursing the existence of their bosses while performing a menial task. My mentor was taking a two-week vacation and I was sent to work in promotions until he got back. It was here that I met Kalinda or I should say, where she discovered me.
Kalinda wasn’t the boss in the department, but she was an ambitious up and comer. She worked hard and, as I was to discover, played hard. Everyone seemed to grudgingly respect her, but they didn’t seem to like her very much. My first encounter with her was a severe tongue lashing about proper procedure in her office. I stood there and took it somewhat stoically. After that, I became her go-to guy. Whenever she wanted something done, I was the first one she called. While I was attracted to her assertiveness and beauty, I never thought of pursuing a relationship. This didn’t stop me from fantasizing about Kalinda and masturbating to images of us having sex. She had a strong effect on me.
It all changed one day when she called me into her office the last day I was to return to my mentor to move a box to another office. The box was in the middle of the office right behind her desk which was against the wall. She swivelled around in her chair as I entered giving me a nice view of her crossed legs. “Pick up the box and take it over to post production.” I bent over and tried to lift the box. It was heavier than I expected. I repositioned myself so that my back was to Kalinda. Grabbing the box again, I bent my knees and prepared to lift the box. It was then that I heard Kalinda’s gasp. I turned around to see if there was something wrong only to see her legs had parted giving me a view of her thighs and that her face was slightly flushed. Our eyes locked on each other and I saw my lust reflected in her eyes. I wanted to say something, but instead, I turned back around and bent over again. I paused for a few unnecessary seconds before lifting the box and walking out the door.
The rest of the day was uneventful, but the scene kept replaying like the out takes of a movie in production. I saw what had happened from different angles. Something about me had turned her on and I knew that it was my bending over had triggered it. I felt myself getting aroused by the fact that I had made Kalinda, the demanding woman, horny. This made me feel satisfied on a deep level. My last day in her department was going to be left with me having aroused Kalinda. Too bad nothing was going to come of it, I thought.
The office manager called my desk and asked me if I could put in a few extra hours on my last day helping one of the promoters with a project. I thought about it. I hadn’t any plans and it was the last day, I might as well help them out one more time. Besides, my mentor impressed that it was better for people to owe you a favor than for you to owe them a favor. So I agreed. I was given an hour and half to get something to eat before reporting back to the office. I don’t eat much, so after eating a quick meal, I went home, showered, and changed clothes. The office was mostly deserted when I returned. The office manager had left an envelope on my desk with my name on it. I opened and read it. My heart skipped a beat as I reread the note. I was working with Kalinda.
I knocked on Kalinda’s open door. She spun around casually and smiled softly. “Close the door behind you.”
I pulled the door until it clicked shut. Since it was a working office, there were no extra chairs in Kalinda’s office so I was forced to stand. I shifted nervously while standing silently before her. I became uncomfortably aware of everything and that the office had shrunk in size with every second of silence. I was terrified of saying something wrong even though I didn’t know why. The amused look in her eyes undermined my confidence even more. She crossed her legs and let her shoe slip so that it was being held on by her toes.
“You are here to help me on a special project,” Kalinda informed me. I nodded in agreement, though I didn’t know why.
She stood up and looked up at me. “I’m not going to lie to you. You’ve been on my mind for sometime now. I have been watching you ever since you arrived on the lot and you make me wet.”
The word “wet” made my throat tightened.
“Does that make you uncomfortable? It shouldn’t. It’s a compliment.” She lifted her hand and stroked my cheek softly. “You should understand something before we begin. You are free to leave or say no if you are unable to continue. Just remember one thing, I am in charge of my relationships if you get my meaning. Do you understand?”
I nodded and said, “yeah.”
She didn’t smile, but I could tell that she approved. “Good. Now go to my desk and read the letter on my desk. If you agree then sign it, date it, and print the time. Or else, leave.”
I went over to the desk and bent over to read the letter which stated:
“I do so willingly and freely give myself over totally to Kalinda for the next 12 hours and promise to obey all commands given. I understand that I expect nothing in return nor am I coerced in anyway into signing this document.”
Below it was a place for my signature and time. It was vague, but I knew what I was agreeing to as I signed, dated, and printed the time. She picked up the paper and read it. Then she opened up her top drawer and placed in an envelope. “Wet your tongue and stick it out,” she commanded. This was harder than I thought for my mouth had gone dry, but I managed to find some saliva somewhere. I stuck out my tongue and she ran the flap along it leaving a glue taste in my mouth.
Kalinda sealed the envelope and placed it in her top drawer. “Now, take off all of your clothes for me. Be sure to fold them neatly and place them in front of the door.”
I hesitated. “Do it now or else leave.”
I did as she asked. Kalinda hand wrapped around my cock causing it to grow. The head was a deep purple and it throbbed within her, delicate, well-manicured hand. She pumped it slowly which caused me to moan. Then she let go of it.
“Isn’t my cock nice,” she stated as if I were some piece of furniture? She grabbed the tip and pinched it between her nails causing me to gasp. “Answer me.”
“Y-yes…your cock is nice,” I stammered. She released it and stepped away.
“Good. Don’t you ever forget that it is my cock not yours for the next twelve hours? I will do with it whatever I like so don’t expect anything. Now I want to play with it for a few more minutes. You are to hold still.”
Kalinda pulled, squeezed, rubbed, caressed, slapped and pinched my cock for the next fifteen minutes. Try as I may, I couldn’t stop from pulling away which caused her to yank and squeeze my balls which made me nauseous and ache. Her words cut through me like a hot poker. pre cum spurted unto her hand which she held up and made me lick off her hand. After I finished, she stepped away from me and stopped her assault.
“Now bend over my desk. I want to see that ass,” Kalinda ordered with a deep, flustered, voice.
I bent over. She sighed as her hand caressed it. I felt her other hand reach underneath and cup my balls. They felt heavy as the hand then grabbed my cock while the other hand tickled my anus. She slowly pressed her finger inside while pumping and stroking me. I soon found myself gasping and moaning as her finger worked its way deep inside. The arousal and pleasure were more intense than anything I could imagine, but at the same time, I felt humiliated as she took me like a man might take another man. The thought repulsed me. She must have sensed what I was thinking for she licked my ear and whispered, “It’s not fun to be my bitch, is it?”
“No… yes… I… ah…don’t know.” I replied.
She continued while I endured as best I could. The repulsion remained, but I wanted more. Finally she stopped after having snaked in two fingers.
“Remain there. Just like that,” she commanded.
The sound of a briefcase opening made me look around at a leather paddle she held in her hands. Kalinda saw this and immediately struck. “Eyes forward. And don’t you dare cum on my desk. Now count out loud and don’t forget to thank me for each one or we will start all over.”
“One. Thank you Kalinda.” I said immediately.
By the time Kalinda was done, we had restarted three times. I knew my ass was going to be back and blue. The heat from it was painful and she was proud of her handy work. Somehow, I managed not to come and had become semierect. There were tears streaking down my face before she finally stopped. Kalinda made me kneel and pulled me to her until I stopped crying. She wiped the tears away with a handkerchief and stepped away. Unfastening her skirt, I looked at her black lace G-string and thigh high stockings. She sat down in her chair and pulled the G-string down her legs, revealing her sex and the dark patch of pubic hair at the top. Then handed them to me. I took them in my hand and felt how wet they were. Kalinda rolled the chair over to me and looked down at me. “Now, I want you to do what I tell you.”
My face was between her thighs and I learned how she liked to be pleasured. I don’t know how long I spent there, but I didn’t stop until she pushed me away. She stroked me to fullness once again and then, which surprised me, gave me an intense blow job which brought me to the edge of orgasm. Then she stopped and stood up. My eyes devoured her well shaped and toned ass and legs as she reached into her case and pulled out what looked to be a jock strap. “Put these on,” she commanded. I stepped into them and pulled them up. It was difficult because of my arousal, but I managed to stuff it inside. She leaned over and attached a small padlock pulling out the key. She placed the key inside a 9-X 12 envelopes followed by the sealed envelope inside. Then sealed and addressed it to me.
“You are wearing a chastity belt. The key and the letter that you signed will be mailed and waiting on your desk tomorrow. I don’t want you to abuse my property until after six hours is up. You will bring the key back to me and I will set you free. Go home.”
After an uncomfortable night sleeping on my stomach, I arrived the next day and found the envelope waiting for me. I took the key immediately to Kalinda’s office where she made me wait outside. Acknowledging my presence, I followed her to the ladies’ bathroom. She put an “out of order” sign on the bathroom door and pulled me inside by my tie. Once there, she led me by my tie to a lounger and ordered me to remove my shoes and pants. Then she inspected her paddle handiwork before unlocking and sliding the chastity belt down. After stepping out of them, my cock sprung erect. Her lips wrapped around it and she proceeded to suck, lick, and stroke me to the most intense orgasm of my life. She kissed me and pushed my seed deep into my mouth with her tongue causing me to moan in surprise. I coughed after she broke off the kiss and spat a few times. Kalinda chuckled and told me to get dress. The rest of the day, I was a mess, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. Before I was through, an envelope arrived from Kalinda. Inside was a new contract with directions to her apartment. The time period was for the whole weekend.
Kalinda and I spent most of the summer playing. She introduced me to so much about me and scene that I fell in love. We did more than bdsm. We were conventional-boyfriend and girlfriend most of the time. By the time Fall semester came, I felt heartbroken to leave, but leave I did. We stayed in touch, but never really returned to our relationship. I went to Law School and that was the end. Upon graduation, I accepted a job with a medium Law firm back in L.A. Though we hooked back up for a celebration, Kalinda and I didn’t really try to renew our relationship. She joined with one of the big talent agencies and was involved with another by then. There was the annual Christmas card, but that was all.
Mia pulled on my arm and handed me her camera. The actor smiled and they hugged. Mia was quite giddy after they exchanged a few words. The actor nodded and winked at me as he answered a question about a future plot line. I smiled politely and dragged Mia away. We walked over to the table where our reserved seating was at. Mia and talked pleasantly when a familiar voice called my name. Turning, I saw it was Kalinda.
I got up and we hugged in the friendly, but not too friendly, fake Hollywood way.
“Can I steal him away for a few minutes,” she asked Mia?
Mia’s blue eyes flashed something of a warning before telling Kalinda okay. Kalinda led me to the bar.
“I like her. She’s cute.”
“Yeah. So do I.”
“Are you two serious?” Kalinda asked inquisitively.
“Serious enough,” I replied.
“You two play?”
“Not much. Usually she is the submissive one.”
Kalinda smiled and handed me her card.
“If you ever get lonely for the old days, call me.”
I took her card. “I don’t think so, but I will hold onto it.”
“You were the best one. I wanted you to know that.”
We looked at each other. I smiled and placed the card in my wallet.
“I don’t know if Mia and I are going to make it, but just in case it doesn’t, I will hold onto this.”
We returned arm in arm back to the reception room. Mia got jealous, but it didn’t last for more than five minutes. They warmed up to each other as Mia picked Kalinda’s brain about the actor. Eventually, Kalinda had to leave. Later, Mia picked my brain about Kalinda. I told her everything- -except my submission. It was a special secret that I didn’t want Mia to know until I was certain about how our relationship was going to develop. I knew that she didn’t have it in her to be a Domina, but I didn’t really miss being submissive to care. Kalinda had shown me about that side of me to last the rest of my life.