Page 45 of The Boss

My wrists are bound together beneath me. I can barely bend my elbows. I definitely can’t easily reach in front of me.

“Open wide, Alessa.” There were two different-sized ball gags set out. I chose the smaller one. I wasn’t expecting such soft material that my teeth are in no danger of breaking or chipping when I bite down as hard as I can. It also doesn’t choke me, although I certainly can’t speak clearly. Enough to yell my safe word, but the point is to shut me up outside of some intense groaning and muffled crying in pleasure.

My knees press into the bed, legs spreading wider to accommodate the woman behind me. She’s naked. Not the first time I’ve been with her naked—we’ve showered together, after all—but it’s the first time we’ve had sextotallynaked.

It’s enough to make me even wetter. I’m ashamed, a little. What kind of woman am I, anyway? Bound and gagged in a wealthy woman’s bed with her takingtotalcontrol.

Damn it, I want it! I want her to take me in that controlled yet animalistic way she commands so well! I’ve never had anyone this way before. What a fucking way to experience it!

“It’s not going to be as easy as before.” Her hands curl around my shoulders, and her voice makes love to me before she enters me again. “I’m not going to take you until we explode, Alessa.” She licks her thumb and tucks my loose hair behind my ear. My head tilts in her direction. I don’t mean to do it, but I moan onto the ball gag, begging her with sex-laden eyes to do it, do me, doeverything. “I’m going to train you to react exactly how I want you to when we have sex. Because sometimes all I want at the end of the day is to take you like this.”

She enters me, sending me forward with a loud, muffled cry that I can’t control.

“That’s right.” Julianna’s voice is strained from the sensations we give each other, but she hasn’t completely lost control like I have. She holds my hips, keeping me exactly where she wants, her body slowly moving against me. It’s torture because all I want to do is give in! “Be still. Control yourself.”

My whole body needs it. It needs the movements, the sounds, the intoxicating smells of sex. I need Julianna to take me like she would take the woman she loves or the woman she’s only using for one night. Either one. I just need it.

“If you can show me that you can respond to my commands, then I’ll let you have your pleasure. It’s a reward system with me, my lovely.” She grabs a chunk of my hair and yanks my head up. The ball gag slips deeper into my mouth. Good thing, because I’m yelping in surprise. Do you know what it’s like to get your hair pulled while your hot, dominating girlfriend has you pinned? Have I mentioned the word torture yet? “If we can establish a flow with our lovemaking, then we’ll have all sorts of fun in the future.”

I see right through you, Julianna! Using nice words you know this woman wants to hear!

“I meant what I said earlier about you making me feel like I have no choice but to take you. So, let’s start with something simple. I want you to moan.”

What?

“Go on, Alessa. Do it. Don’t think too hard about it. Just react.”

I’m sure this is something I’ve done a dozen times since we first had sex, but it’s not something I’m wholly aware of now. Moan? Damnit. Knew I should have spent half my life practicing for this blessed moment.

Here goes nothing. The most pathetically desperate moan I can conjure at a whim.

“Lovely. You were doing that in the chair earlier. But it’s different in this position.” One hand grabs my ass while the other stays on my hip. “If you need inspiration, let me know.”

I mumble on the ball gag, “What inspiration?”

“Shh, shh. Unless you want me to stop, don’t say anything but sweet things, Lessa.” Julianna pulls my hair away from my neck. “And spanking you will make you moan.”

Spanking! Shit!

“Now, do it again. You’re convincing me to keep fucking you, Alessa. If I’m not impressed, we’ll have to start all over again.”

Sad thing? I believe she can last that long.

“Moan, Lessa.”

I imagine that disappointing her means never getting to feel like this again. Even the weirder aspects, like the handcuffs and ball gag, are adding to the moment right now, and I don’t want to lose the crazy sensations eating me alive. So, I’ll do it, Julianna. I’ll kneel on your bed and moan for your amusement and arousal.

Damnit, it’s not easy.

I lack strength. I lack experience. I lack the ability to give her exactly what she wants when she asks for it. I don’t know howto make her come simply bymoaning. I don’t even know what it feels like, yet. I suppose that’s my reward. Huh.

Reward system, right?

Yeah. I wanna know what it feels like. I want to know. I want that level of intimacy with a woman who doesn’t likely give it out that often. If she’s going to be my girlfriend, even if only on paper, then I want that between us.

“Oh, Lessa…” I know I’m doing too much in too short of time. But what else can I do? I’m learning, here! Give me the chance, Julianna, and I’ll figure out how your mind and body tick. What do I do to make you need me? Fuck me? Lose yourself with me?

I’ll find out. Trial and error are admirable, right?

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