She was nervous. This was the first time she had done anything like this, although the fantasy had always been on her mind.  She remembered His instructions clearly, the surprise call in the small hours waking her immediately, His voice, strong, deep, commanding ...... He issued the instructions and hung up, leaving her trembling and frustrated yet happy that he had called  that He was thinking of her.  She had dressed as He instructed..mini skirt sheer top, high heeled shoes..no underwear..she knew her nipples were standing out as she walked down the street; she could feel the glances and stares of the men who passed her by, their attention bringing a flush to her cheeks ....and increasing the dampness between her legs..she could feel the blood pounding through her body.

She found the darkened doorway, and made her way gingerly inside, peering into the murky gloom..she found the stairway and walked up to the fourth floor....she knew he was watching somewhere as she made her way into the open floor...one side of the building open and looking out over the city. There was the carpenters workhorse as He had said.

She approached it and, fighting the temptation to look around, leaned over it, placing her hands on the legs and raising her ass, keeping her eyes firmly fixed on a point in space …….she heard a movement and almost screamed in frustration and fear …...not knowing what was to happen next...she did not dare to disobey, for she knew the price of disobedience.

A sound behind her, a shuffling, sudden as if from the very walls of the building itself …..she felt hands raising her skirt, knowing that she was now exposed...Was it Him? ….Was He even there?  The hands caressed her exposed cheeks for a second, spreading her ass cheeks and showing the world her tiny, wrinkled anus, and her shaved sex, so obvious in its tell-tale sign of her arousal  …...the hands suddenly let go and there was nothing holding her.…. confused for a second , she almost looked around but caught herself....too late.

The sharp pain reached her skin and her mind simultaneously as something (a cane? a piece of stripwood? a crop?) was brought down hard and mercilessly on her exposed cheeks .....Her punishment …..He had seen her about to turn around. As always   .....swift and ruthless. No argument. No warning. Her warnings were given when she first submitted to Him, and now there was only punishment for even the slightest sign of wavering from the path....the pain brought a scream to her lips and tears to her eyes, at the same time her stomach flipped and she almost came, so intense was the moment.......
Other hands now, rough hands …...male hands …...Oh god, had he invited the construction workers in to witness her humiliation? The thought made her angry at Him …...angry at His power over her, angry at her weakness, her craving, her need for humiliation.

Yet still she held on to the legs of the workbench...still she made no move to remove herself from the situation ……..the hands wandered over her legs and ass, pulling, pinching, a hand here and there being raised and coming back in a gentle slap, yet painful as the slaps were directed at the welts left by whatever He had used to punish her ……..and the pain and the pleasure and the humiliation and then, with no warning, the first penetration ……..she knew it was a finger    .......thick, calloused, rough, thrust without mercy into her tight bud, driven deep and at once curled inside of her, the perpetrator seemingly determined to make this as painful as possible...with no conscious prompting from her, the words formed and were spoken from her mouth …....pleading , gasping, breathless …...."please    please    please"

Hands in her hair, yanking her head back ……....did she glimpse the form of another person standing to her right? ……..she could not, WOULD not allow herself to see them ……..this was His instruction …...she would never know, could never tell, who would be using her this day ……..she would accept …….... gratefully, for this was pleasing Him.... a thumb now, forced deep into her dripping cunt ….its invasion triggering a series of spasms in her stomach muscles, her legs trembling in the effort taken to control the orgasm threatening to carry her away. The intensity of the battle for control causing her to weep and tremble and shake ……..gasping again ………..the single word repeated over and over   ….. "please ..... please ...... please ........please.." panting the word out at each thrust of  the finger.

And then, in front of her face, a zipper, a belt, the denim material of a pair of jeans ……..hands going to the zipper    ……..reaching inside …….....Oh God, how she wanted to look up, to see the owner of the cock that was about to invade her hungry mouth ……...but she knew that to do so would finish everything at once ……..all would disappear and He would not call for weeks, maybe months …....her mouth opened as  kept her gaze fixed on the silver of the belt buckle...the focus changing as the swollen, angry, purple cock head jerked in front of her lips ……...then the taste, the feel of the soft skin covering the hardness, her mouth forced open, its pulsing thickness rammed into her throat, making her gag, almost pulling her head back, caught by the hand in her hair that forced her face forward.

The hands behind her digging into her ass cheeks as she hungrily swallowed on the cock ……...oh yes !! His cock!!     ….... was forced against her anus ……..pushing against the token resistance before implanting itself inside her soft warmth …….. her scream of pain and pleasure lost in the groin of the man fucking her mouth. 

Feeling the swelling of the cock in her mouth …...feeling her greedy hips bucking back against Him as she fought to have Him deep inside of her, giving her the pain and delight and humiliation and tears and fear that she craved, yearned, lusted after, needed like a dying man needs a sip of water and the explosion..... a hot salty fountain, cascading and washing the inside of her mouth and throat, her muscles working eagerly to swallow this hot load, the strangers seed, the smell of cum threatening to overpower her very being, sense lost in a cacophony of dark pleasure.....His pounding becoming more urgent, more vigorous, knowing that she was pleasing Him …....knowing that this is what He desired.

The urgent thrusting inside her ass telling her that He was ready ……..He was about to bless her with his white heat ..... wondering now, had she pleased Him enough? …....would He allow her to cum?

Feeling the pounding stretch and tear at her, knowing that she was bleeding from the ruthless attack...feeling him lean over her ….... feeling his hot breath against her cheek, her every sense straining to hear the word …....the one word...the word that caused her so much joy, so much release …...oh God, please, let Him say it.....

CUM

Her scream echoing around the room like a thousand banshees howling at the moon ……..her whole body racked in the spasm that made every fibre of her being rigid, feeling herself squirt onto His thighs as the intensity threatened to overwhelm her …....feeling her mind go to that place where only he could send it. His cum overflowing from her ass, running down her thighs, joining her own cum, staining her with the evidence of their union ……....her collapse over the workbench, breath coming in heaving gasps …...then His withdrawl ……...a sudden emptiness .....slowly opening her eyes ..... staring around at the empty space where He (and they) had been, knowing she had pleased Him .....curling up on the stone floor  she grinned, knowing she had pleased Him, knowing that the next call would be soon, not knowing the how or when, only knowing that His commands would once again allow her to come to a place such as this and fulfill her destiny.

 copyright Harlequin 9/22/00