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"What?" My jaw dropped.

"Take them off," he said again. I gulped, looking at the man before me holding my vibrator.

How long has it been?

Come on, Steph, give in for once.

You've been deprived and thinking about him.

He's your boss.

Your hot boss. You're both adults and can return to a working relationship later.

The devilish me was right.

You'll be fired.

He won't fire you. You already know what his plans are to get you to leave, and you won't let that happen.

Devilish me won.

Well, if it wasn't him, it was going to be Gabriel.

Fine, go ahead and make a bad choice.

I slowly took off my pants as Theodore pulled off his tie and threw it at me. "Put this over your eyes."

I complied, and as soon as I tightened it on my face comfortably, he yanked off my underwear, tied my right arm to the bedpost, then used another one to tie my left hand to the other bedpost with almost supernatural speed. "Why are you doing this?" I whispered.

My hearing senses heightened. I heard him walk around, the vibrator buzzing. "You bruised my ego, and now," I gasped as his finger brushed against my swollen clit. "I'm going to bruise your clit." I desperately rolled my hips, and he chuckled. "The real question is, why are you letting me doing this,"

I smiled sheepishly, shrugging. "It's been five long years." I confessed. "If you are going to do this, hurry up."

Theodore was silent for a second, his hands caressing my inner thighs. I shuddered. My dreams of his arms all over me were coming true. And as if he could read minds, his fingers reached up my shirt and under my bra and twisted my nipples.

I arched my back and moaned unexpectedly. "Theo–ah!" I squealed as he pressed my vibrator against my clit. My toes curled as the pleasure coursed through me. He had put up to the highest level. "Fuck," I choked.

He pressed the buzzing thing against my clit harshly, and I screamed out, forcing my legs close as I panted. He tsked, slapping my pussy unexpectedly. "This won't do,"

"Theodore–what are you doing?" I exclaimed when I felt my legs spread wide and also tied to each bedpost. "Don't," I whined.

I heard the vibrator buzz again, and I tried to shift away, but I was stuck. I was tied to the bed with my own underwear, but it was so tight. I whimpered as Theodore chuckled.

Instead of buzzing the vibrator on my clit, I felt his thick fingers inside my pussy. I gasped in sheer delight. It didn't take long for the pain to leave as his long digits began to move inside me. "Oh my god," I quivered, arching my back.

"Shh," Theodore cooed. "Enjoy it,"

"Oh god, oh god!" I shrieked when the vibrator was pressed back onto my clit as Theodore's fingers increased in speed and numbers. "Oh fuck," I came unexpectedly, shaking uncontrollably. "Theodore, please," I breathlessly moaned.

He fit three fingers inside of me and pushed them as deep as possible before curling them up, simultaneously pressing the vibrator harshly against my clit, never letting it escape. "Please, please, please," I chanted, my hands balled tightly into fists.

"Safe word now," he said, his fingers still fucking me and the vibrator rotating against my clit roughly.

"Uh–" my voice broke as I moaned loudly. "Trust, fuck, it's trust," He chuckled, shoving his fingers so roughly inside me; I jerked back and came again. I pant as he removes his fingers and the vibrator away from me. "What are you doing?" I almost whined.

"You said your safeword." He said simply, enraging me.

"Don't fuck with me, Theodore, you–" I yelped as he shoved the vibrating sex toy inside of me.

"Learn to be patient." He said slyly.

"Oh, fuck off–oh!" I gasped as I felt his tongue against my clit. I resisted against my restraints. I wanted to touch him, I wanted to move, but this man used nothing but underwear to secure me in place.

His tongue moved against my slit with speed, occasionally sucking on me as he pumped the vibrator in and out vigorously. "Oh my god," I squealed, shivering in delight. My stomach knotted, and my toes curled up as tears of pleasure ran down my cheeks. I felt myself cumming again.

I was so turned on. My darkest fantasy was being played out on me. To be tied up, struggling, crying from pleasure overloading, and legs shaking uncontrollably. That was something that made my pussy throb and slick with arousal. That was what was happening to me with my own boss, my own idol, Theodore Trancy. He told me not to regard him as some god, but it's hard not to think of him as a sex god when he's made me cum three times already.

My mouth swung open when I felt not only the vibrator inside me go back up to the highest level and push against my g-spot but Theodore's surprisingly long tongue inside of me, licking my insides and pushing his tongue against my walls. "Ah!" I screamed, rolling my eyes back. "Theo, I–I–need to–fuck!" I felt extreme pleasure, cumming again. My legs rattled as I screamed for dear life.

"Hm," Theodore said. "You squirted."

"I–what?" I said breathlessly.

"Squirted," he replied. "And so quickly too, you only came three times before." My hands and legs were freed from my underwear, and he removed his tie from my eyes.

He licked my wetness off of his lips, and I found it...so fucking hot.

"P–put it inside, please." I begged. My pussy throbbed when I caught sight of the tent in his pants.

"Um, no." Theodore said, fixing his expensive watch.

"But I need it," I begged, taking my index and middle finger; I spread my lips wide and opened my legs wider for him to see how wet I was. "Look at what you did, you can't leave me like this."

Theodore grunted, looking away and pinching the bridge of his nose like it almost pained him sexually to look at me. I bit my lip as his dick grew...how is that even possible? "Get up. You have one hour to get yourself together," he cleared his throat, fixing his suit.

I scoffed in annoyance. "So you do all of this just to not even fuck me?"

Theodore gave me his smug smirk. "I'm sorry, I'm too much of a virgin to even know where the right hole is."

"Your fingers and tongue seem to know where the right hole was." I muttered.

"Get ready." Was all he said back.

I groaned. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you all the way to–" I shuddered, whimpered when he pressed a finger to my clit.

"Shut up, Stephanie and get dressed." He removed his finger and placed them in his pockets, looking at me indifferently.

My stomach fluttered happily when he said my name for the first time since we'd met. I reminded myself that this probably meant nothing to him.

"Fine," I put my legs on the floor and attempted to walk. "Ow!" I yelped when my legs turned to jello, and I lost balanced, falling onto the ground with a loud thud. How embarrassing, I thought to myself.

Theodore chuckled, obviously delighted in my pain. "Wouldn't want to be late, right Stephanie?"

"You fucking sadist." I growled from the floor.

He shrugged. "If I'm a sadist, you're a whore. You let your boss finger you and put his tongue inside your cunt." Then he left, leaving me to cringe with embarrassment.

Right.

He's my fucking boss.

I told you. My angel said to me. You're probably going to do it again

She should.

My devilish side said to me.

It felt too good. If he tried to advance on me again, there was no way in hell I, Stephanie Ophelia Lee Anderson-Lewis, would say no. After all, I can't even fall in love with him or be attached.

He's made it impossible too.

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