Chap 37 – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/becj4g/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_37/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/becj4g/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_37/)
Jono took from his pocket a small ‘bullet’ type mini-vibrator. He told his property “You seemed to like getting filmed today. Lift your skirt, and..” He checked traffic and took a left turn onto the city’s bypass, then continued. “Sorry change of direction. I want you use your phone to film yourself using this vibrator. But…do not use it on the clit, and do not fully insert it, *yet*.” He slowed, and made another turn onto the old highway that lead from town. Gripping her knee hard he added, “And woman, whatever do, you damn well better not cum, understood?”
Sherry was beside herself. Here she was, totally without shame. Her skirt lifted, feet flat on the dash, and using a vibrator to play with herself…*and not allowed to cum.* The cruelty of that was unreal! She had felt her Master’s cock pump her multiple times today. She had carried little metal balls in her pussy today, during a business meeting, yet. And now, in the presence of her Master once again, in the underwear, clothes, and car HE provided…and *not allowed to cum*?
She fought it, part of her being angry at Him. So much so she could almost tell to Fuck Off, consequences be damned. But another part of her understood that deep connection and was secretly loving this. There was just *something* about being under His hand in particular. Sherry realized they were not headed to the condo, to home. When she asked, she got an answer that made her squirm and moan all the more. She was headed to Room 13.
At the parking lot, Jono had her stop, and lick the vibrator clean, then pull up her panties, and lower her skirt. Seeing his property with that face of need, wanting desperately to be held, fucked, and **loved** by him, made him immensely proud of what he had accomplished. Yes, Jono has used the dreaded 4-letter L-word, but he was feeling much the same. And to see where this would go from here, or perhaps end, required another visit to Room 13.
To Jono his property appeared to be wheezing and sniveling by now. If Jono had so much as breathed on her cunt, she would have orgasmed, but that was far from his intent. Well, at this moment, anyway. After all…it *was* a new car! Jono opened his briefcase, and took something out, that he tucked into his jacket…and a small leash. It was the type you would walk a pet, but made from the same chain material. Walking around the car and opening the door fir his property, he clipped it to her collar and said “Now pet, when this is attached, you are always to follow either behind, or beside and one step behind. Understood?” Seeing a vigorous nod, he led her towards the room, her beside as instructed. Jono took her hand and looked back and said, “But I *always* want to hold hands. Maintains the mental connection.” Smiling, he used his door key on the lock, and let the t let themselves in.
Sherry happily followed Him. The leash was conspicuous, but she kind of liked it, truth told. Mostly, it and the hand held more than a connection for her, it was coming to hold her heart, and she very much wanted to express it.
Entering the room, Jono removed the cushion from his favorite white-painted wicker chair. “Woman, we need to talk. Take off that dress first though, I want to see that underwear you have on. We will talk after some meditation.” He turned her and unzipped the dress as she released the belt. It was expensive, but it fit her well. He could see some of his ejaculate on it from this morning, and it reminded Jono how lucky he was. Then, after his property knelt on the pillow she closed her eyes and began to breathe. Jono also stripped to his boxers, all the while admiring her chest heave, the bra that matched the panties was white with black polka dots on it, and he remembered how she though it odd he would choose that, but damn if it didn’t look good.
Normally, Jono would move in and hug his property, but today, he did the unusual. Placing a cushion on the floor in front of his property, he sat in front of her. Looping the leash about his wrist, he indicated for her to close her eyes again, then did the same. Holding hands, they were shortly on the same deep breathing pattern. After a minute, they both found themselves eyes open, just staring at each other, breathing in silence, feeling as one.
Jono finally spoke. “Little one, we are at a crossroads. If this is to go any farther, we have to admit our feelings to each other.” Looking around, then back in to her eyes, he saw her peaceful smile. “It started here 6 months ago, in room 13. I would never have expected to have the feelings I now have for you…wait, I have gotten myself out of order.” Holding up a finger, Jono fiddled in his folded jacket, actually looking a tad confused, but then he continued. “I have here..” and held up a small envelope, pulling it from his jacket that was on the wicker chair, “All the info, and I mean ALL of it, that started this. I have no other copies, it is yours…you are now free.” Handing it to her, he told her, “Look at me, Sherry Vines. I never thought I’d say this again, but I want you. Not just sexually, I want you to give yourself to me willingly. Miss Sherry Vines, I am…um….falling in love with you. I do not want it to stop.”
Sherry took the envelope, knowing what to say and not knowing, all at the same time. She had kept these feeling buried DEEP in her, but Damn that Man, HER MAN, somehow knew. But then, it struck like a thunderbolt. This Man, HER Man, had taken time to learn about her, to figure out what made her tick. HE had spent months learning what to do to please her, and then doing it. Day after day, he had quietly, consistently done this, never expecting more than her sex in return. She could get up & leave right now. She had what she had wanted. Not just the damaging info that started this. Not just her Man who long before be confirmed it, was showing that He loved her……He had given what she had never had in any relationship before…..***The right to choose***.
Sherry made eye contact with him and said “Jono Davis, I can now have whatever I want. To stay, or to go. And what I want is the one thing I have never, ever had until now..a MAN like you. If you will let me serve you, Sir, I would be honored.” Smiling, she said “And besides, as you once told me, ‘The training isn’t over yet.’
Jono kissed this woman, HIS property, HIS prize. She was HIS for the taking, and he wanted that more than anything. Jono still held the leash as they stood, kissing. It continued, & magically what little clothing remained was gone, scattered about the floor. Jono pulled the leash, keeping her close to him, and climbed on to the bed. Nodding and smiling, Sherry climbed atop him. As she straddled him, it took little effort for his Dick, the one she so craved, to start to enter her. Jono enjoyed the look on her face as she lowered herself onto Him, his Dick stretching her open. Holding her hips, Jono told her, ‘Sherry Vines, MY new property (that made her smile), I want you to ride me. But do it s-l-o-w, I want this to last.”
Sherry replied “Oohh-AAAH..Sir-r-r…Uh-Umm….OK, Sir..” in a cracking voice. Every bit of Her Owner’s fat, meaty, DICK was inside her, & she never felt more at home than right then, it was right where she should be. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, as she felt his eager hands come to areola and nipples. Controlling her breathing as she did on the pillow, she began to slowly move and grind on His cock. Soon she would gush for her Master, Soon she would cum, and orgasm like never before. She was excited for that moment, but for now, in Room 13, she happily became His property, knowing how good it felt to please HIM…..
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