Not finished… this is a friends story

My friend on a video game I play wrote a story. She’s having a writers block and also is worried about her work. Please give honest criticism so I can screenshot and show her. Thanks.

The Painful Switch

The Introduction

It’s always the same routine everyday. Shower, shit, shave, and head out the door with my briefcase in hand. The horrid drive into downtown Los Angeles just makes you slowly go mad. The smog filled air and shitty drivers is an everyday occurrence. Per usual, I take my exit and park in the parking Garage where Howard can watch my car. He’s an older black gentleman in his mid 50s. Keeps a picture of his wife and children in the guard shack.
“Good Morning Mr. Parker” Howard chirps up as I lock the doors to my M5. “Mornin’ Howard”. I flash him a smile as I walk by. I walk into the first floor lobby and hit the button for the elevator. I check my phones notifications while I wait. I don’t like making small talk with others outside my office, so I make sure every morning to look lost in work on my phone. Fuck I forgot. Today I have to hire a new assistant. My last one left in tears after I took her off a case she was assisting me with. She had the audacity to hit on the high profile client we were representing. She couldn’t keep it professional. In order to keep the case she had to go. Once I hit the 25th floor, I arrive to the office. Stacey the receptionist is seated at her desk. She looks up at me with her devouring brown eyes “Good morning Mr. Parker. You’re 8am interview has already arrived. Your schedule is on your desk and the resumes for the assistant applicants as well.” “Thanks” I reply without making much eye contact. I walk back to my office completely ignoring everyone and everything. Trying not to remember fucking Stacey after the last office party for the last case we won. I open the blinds just enough to let some sunshine in the office. It beams through the window and fills the room. I sit down at my desk and turn on my stereo. I pull out the resume for my eight o’clock and give it a quick glance over. I go to the door and call out her name, “Tallie Halcox.” I watch her as she stands. She’s got a beautiful figure; long but thick legs, wide hips, thin waist, and big tits. She looks down as she walks past me to enter my office. The aroma of her perfume fills the room. I take a small look at her ass. It’s fat and perky. My favorite.

“Please, take a seat and make yourself comfortable.”

The Interview

As I take my seat, I get a better look at her face. Bright blue ocean eyes and dimples in her chin when she smiles. Light on the makeup. She has her light blonde hair up in a bun. I watch her sit up completely straight as she patiently waits for me to start interviewing her. I can’t help but to tease her a bit with the silence. It’s sort of pleasing to watch her squirm. There’s a different type of tension in the air. It’s not awkward at all. It feels electric. I clear my throat and start with questions about her education.
“Where did you go to school Ms. Halcox?” She sighs with some relief and replies “I went to Brown, sir.” She starts to blush but catches herself and continues “I was part of the debate team. I graduated a year early after diving deep into my…”
I throw my hand up to cut her off. She’s just repeating her resume that I have here on my desk. She puts her head down like she can read my disappointment. “Tell me something that isn’t on these papers here in front of me. What makes you stand out against the rest who I will be interviewing today?” She looks up taken aback by the question. You can tell she’s had little experience with a large firm. She crosses her legs and straightens out her tight black pencil skirt as to give herself mere seconds more to think about her answer. “Well sir, I don’t believe in feelings for clients. They are clients not family. We are here to represent them and help them win their case. Nothing more nothing less. This helps keep any personal life reaching work and getting in the way of my career. Honesty is the best policy when it comes to an interview as well as in every day tasks. I don’t bullshit sir except to get the win for a client when need be.”
I lean into my desk to hide my arousal. I have never heard a woman speak to me like that. So bold. So strong. I’ve always been the dominant type. I decide to give her a set of tasks to test her statement. “Okay Ms. Halcox. We are going to do a portion of the interview where I actually see you perform. I want you to act as my secretary, say I am out of the office, and conduct the next two interviews in the room across the hall. I expect a detailed and honest review on both interviews.” Her eyes narrow as I give her this challenge. She gives a flirty beaming smile as if accepting my challenge “Yes Mr. Parker, we will have lunch at 12:00 to go over my notes.” She walks out and I can’t help but to watch her ass. Her hips swaying left to right naturally. I hear the click of her heels on the hardwood floor. I feel my cock throbbing under my desk. She makes it to the office, opens the blinds, sits and grabs a legal pad out of her briefcase. I carefully walk up to my door to close and lock it. I send a short text to Stacey explaining everything and decide to take care of my hard cock. I unbuckle my belt and pull my suit pants to my knees. I start stroking my dick thinking about her. The feeling of one of her heels on my chest while she hikes up her skirt. Her slowly reaching down and start playing with her clit. I want her cum in my mouth so bad. She pushes me back down when I try to get up to taste her sweet pussy. The thought of her telling me no as she picks up my belt. It’s just so so…. “Fuuuuck” I groan silently as I blow my load under my desk. I grab a hand towel from my in office bathroom and clean up the mess. I came so hard and still don’t understand why I have these sudden thoughts. I’ve never wanted a woman to take over me in that way. It’s just not natural. What is it about this Tallie?

Lunch With A Vixen

I hear a light knocking on my door. I look up from these case files to check my watch. It’s 12:00 sharp. It’s nice to see she’s cordial and on time. Even if it’s at the time she had decided. She doesn’t even work here and she has power over me. I grab my keys from my desk drawer and walk out the door. “Well Ms. Halcox, you do show you are quite serious about this job so far. We will go to Rosso for lunch and take my car.” She gives a look that screams she wants to speak up and go against me. She nods and waits for me to take the lead.

The car ride is quiet besides the music I have playing in my car. It’s at a low but audible volume. She looks out the car window like she’s never seen LA before. We pull over and park on the street closest to Rosso. I get out of the car to see she’s touching up her lipstick. I go open her car door and she holds out her hand for me to grab it. I help her out and we head inside. Once we are seated she pulls her legal pad from her briefcase. She smiles as she prepares her information. She has determination in her eyes; like a fire you can’t put out. “Okay Mr. Parker we have candidate number one. Geoffrey Franks. Went to Harvard, history with working on at least medium profile cases, but he has a stutter and his cologne alone suffocated me slowly to death.” She rolls her eyes and for some reason I laugh loudly. She looks at me in surprise and looks back down at her notes. “If you’d calm down I’d be able to tell you about your next possible assistant; Cecilia Marinella. Daddy paid all her years of college at Stanford, she works at Marinella, DeNero, and Palmetti as a secretary, but her bright pink briefcase really takes the cake. Imagine Legally Blonde times 3 but before she ever won a case.” I cringe at that comment and begin to laugh again. I slowly calm down and smile, “You really pay attention to detail don’t you Ms. Halcox? I have never heard of anyone being described like that. Ruthlessly honest and to the point. “Now if you had to hire one of the two, who would you pick?” She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “I’d quit practicing law if I ever had to have them as my employees sir.” I order some Champagne to go with our lunch. I can’t help but stare at the way she licks her lips after taking a sip. Her eyebrow cocks up seductively and I break my gaze. Her phone rings and she covers the mouth piece “Excuse me while I take this call.” She stands up and begins to walk away from the table. It’s another chance to look and adore her beautiful body. Everything about her makes me want to submit to her. Give in to her every demand. I start to feel myself getting aroused at the thought of her and I going back to the office and her tying me up in my chair. Her punishing me if I don’t obey. Her forcing herself upon me and taking over control of my body. I watch her walk back in. She smiles and takes her seat. “Sorry for that interruption and not to be rude, but if this concludes the interview I must go attend to my other duties.” She pays her portion of lunch and swigs back the last of the champagne. “Thank you for taking the time to interview today Ms. Halcox. Please come into my office tomorrow morning to sign your employment contracts and NDA. Wear something that will convince me you are ready to assist with a high profile case.” I see her eyes light up momentarily. “Thank you sir. I’ll be in your office at 8:00am sharp.”

First Day Jitters

I walk into the firm’s office about fifteen minutes late. I see Tallie sitting in the chair in the hallway. She’s wearing a black dress that shows off her curves but is also decently conservative. Just enough cleavage. I have a meeting in 10. “Ms. Halcox if you would follow me please.” She can tell I’m in a rush. She opens her mouth to speak and I hold my hand out. “Not right now. Here is what we will do. You will read the full contact and NDA, initial and sign where indicated, and sit here until my meeting is over. Page the secretary for any coffee or water.” I scramble around my office looking for a specific case file. I stop dead in my tracks. I can’t remember where I left it. I close my eyes and take a couple deep breaths. “Mr. Parker if I may, I think you gave me the wrong paperwork”. I open my eyes and feel like a fucking idiot. I handed her the case file instead of the contract. She hands me the file with a sexy smile. Her bright red lips look so juicy. I just want to clear this desk and let her punish me for my mistake. Her black dress hugging her curves. I realize the tension in the air and stuff the file into my briefcase. “I’m sorry Ms. Halcox. Here is the correct paperwork. If you would excuse me, I have an important meeting to get to.” I walk out swiftly due to the embarrassment I just caused myself.

I return to my office after a heated 2 hour long meeting. I almost forgot that Tallie was in my office. She’s pacing my office with her legal pad in hand and an unreadable look on her face. I sit at my desk and open the bottom drawer. I grab two glasses and pour some bourbon in them. I gesture her to sit down and hand her a glass. We sit in silence for a few moments. We both take a sip and sigh at the same time. She speaks up first. “Mr. Parker, I would like to discuss my contract before signing. The NDA is signed. I just have a few small concerns.” I look up and she hands me her legal pad. I turn around the contract she has laid out page by page on my desk. She gets out of her chair and bends over enough for me to see her breasts. Perfectly shaped voluptuous breasts. “Now sir, I know you …” I tune her out. My mind begins wandering. I want to take turns bending over this desk. I want to feel her breasts in my hands and slowly travel them down her until I slightly glide over her pussy. Tease her for a moment then firmly grab her ass with both hands and pull her into me. I want her to feel my hard cock against her. She must notice I stopped paying attention because suddenly I hear “Mr. Parker, did you hear a damn word I just said or were you just staring at my body this whole time?” She looks a bit irritated and leans over to put her hand on the first page of the contract. “Let’s start with this section.” I sit up straight and try to look her in the eye. “I deserve a longer lunch. With the salary you think I’m worth, I have to continue working my second job. I use lunches to make arrangements for that. One hour is suitable for me.” She sees my forehead sweating and grabs a tissue from the end of my desk. She dabs my forehead and throws the tissue out. “I do not mean to cause you any stress, but if you want me as your assistant, this is how it has to be. Unless you want to increase my salary of course.” She is very adamant about this. My thoughts continue to race about having her sexually. Unnaturally I answer “Yes Madam.” I cover my mouth as fast as I opened it. She cocks her face slightly to the side and looks pleased with that reply. She comes around my desk and pulls my chair back. I don’t know if I can fight it. I just want to submit to her every demand. She looks down to me “Fix the contract and after my lunch I will sign it. I will start tomorrow.” She walks right out slowly closing the door behind her. She made sure the last I saw was her beautiful legs and ass. I sit back shocked at what just happened. What the fuck is happening to me? I would never reply to any woman in such a manner. Especially one who I am giving a job to! I turn around in my chair and look out the window as I question myself. Will I be able to be around her every day? Will these fantasies become non fiction? Am I reading her energy wrong? After a few minutes I turn back around and begin typing out the contract.

The Search

After the long day I had, I get home and pour a drink. I think about turning on the TV and just sleeping. Problem is she hasn’t left my thoughts. I pick up my phone and type her name in the search engine. A bunch of background check sites come up. Then something catches my eye. Miss Tallie’s House of Pain. My curiosity peaks and I click the link. Holy fucking shit. It’s her. Her beautiful legs and her breasts exposed with a flogger that has “my bitch” burned into it. Her eyes with that fire in them. I can’t help but to sit with my mouth open in shock. I scroll down the page and try to get a grasp of what I am looking at. I take a very thorough look at everything. The options are endless. Slave work, fire play, something she calls electric connections, and so much more. I read every single description. I can’t help it. I can feel my heart racing. My dick is hard as fuck. Looking at this makes me feel I can’t cum unless she gives me permission to do so. I come to the contact and book me section. Fuck. Do I do this? How would I hide my identity? I feel thousands of thoughts rush through my head. Only one sticks. I have to let her take me. I decide to make a fake email with an alter ego. It says she does bachelor parties, so I make an elaborate story of a masquerade surprise party and hit submit. My cock is still so hard. I decide to hit some porn sites and get off and try to get her out of my mind. Yet I can’t climax without her popping up. All I want is her to flog and fuck my ass. I want to be her bitch. I want to follow every command. I want to feel her squirt on my face as she causes me pain. I love the fact my screams could make her cum. I finally release and clean up. Time for a cool shower and hit an empty bed.

The Dilemma

Two weeks go by and no response to my email. Each day I see her at work and I just can’t stop thinking of her. The possibility to give into a desire I never knew I had until she waltzed into my office. I decide to write another email with even more details. I choose a night 3 Saturdays out and go in detail about the dress code. Salary would be $400 an hour. At the end I wrote “I hope these accommodations can be made Miss Tallie. I have no shame in begging for what I want. – A.P”. I hit send and continue my work day per usual. I stayed at the office until 8:30pm. It was late and I didn’t realize I wasn’t alone until I heard a knock at the door. I jumped out of my chair and shouted “Who the fuck is it?” I hear someone busting out in laughter. “Mr. Parker I didn’t mean to scare you,”she pushes open the door. You can see her eyes have tears from laughing “I wanted to let you know my work is complete I will be going home now.” I let out a huge sigh of relief and smile. “Goodnight Miss Tallie.” She shoots a glance of shock and surprise. “You can call me Ms. Halcox. “ She turns around and slams my office door. I sit back down in my chair and finish the glass of whiskey on my desk. For about 10 minutes I sit in silence and try to figure out why she left that way. I check that alternate email one last time and find a response. I open it to read: Minimum is 2 hours and to send the address with the $300 deposit. Here is the email to send the deposit to via PayPal. I look forward to this event. Please understand you are to call me Mistress Tallie at all times from here on out. See you soon. Xoxo. – Mistress Tallie. I scramble through my drawer and get my wallet out. Change my name on PayPal and sent it. Now the dilemma comes in; should I invite people or let it be a private party? I think I should be selfish and keep her all to myself.

Masked Desires

After weeks of anticipation, the night arrives. My adrenaline is pumping. Mind is racing. So many questions. I look at myself in the mirror. I make sure my hair looks perfect. I use my favorite cologne and prepare myself to greet a small amount of people for this “surprise dinner party”. I had decided to let her know that her attendance would be proper for the dinner and that she was to hold off on anything sexual until the guests left. May have been an extra thousand dollars, but she’s worth every bit of it. I put on my mask and take a deep breath.

Guests begin arriving and I greet and seat them. The last knock at the door is her. She’s in a beautiful sexy red dinner gown that shines when the light hits it just right. The v neck shows off her beautiful breasts. The way she walks in you see her legs come through the slits in the dress. Just enough to make my jaw drop slightly. “Good evening Mistress Tallie.” I pull out the chair closest to mine “Please take a seat. Dinner will be served shortly”. I see her bright eyes behind the mask and feel myself start tingling. The smell of her sweet candy scented perfume hits me. I feel my dick move. I turn to my chair and take a seat. I feel a drip of sweat run down my temple. Holy hell she makes me hot. I hear the others at the table begin to have small talk amongst themselves. I feel a hand up my leg and turn to Tallie who is leaning towards me. She whispers “You are not allowed to get hard this entire dinner. I will excuse myself to the restroom where I will leave an item for you to put on. Don’t worry, I have a remote”. My eyes widen in surprise and excitement. I don’t even put up a fight. I hear her excuse herself and see her lick her lips so slow and seductive in my direction. I watch her walk away and I try not to stare. Her firm big ass looks so good in that dress. You can tell she’s not wearing any panties underneath. I excuse myself to the kitchen and go to grab more champagne for the table. My heart is racing. Does she know who I am? If not, what happens when she finds out? I hear the flush of the toilet and the start of the sink. I go down the hallway and wait outside the bathroom door. She walks away and doesn’t even look at me. I walk into the bathroom and lock the door. I look for what item she was talking about. I open the vanity drawer and see a small black box with a note that reads OPEN ME. I set it on the sink and put the toilet seat down so I can be sitting. I lift the lid to find wires, black pads, and a cock cage they all connect into. I take out my dick and start sliding the ring on it. It’s very tight. My heart is pounding from adrenaline. I can hear it in my ears. I attach the pads and leads, pull up my pants, and walk out the door. I reach the table and take my seat.

All through out dinner she teases me. Random shocks to my cock; more when I talk to the women at the table. My dick tries to get hard but the cage restricts it. This whole time we have all kept our masks on. We have a closing toast and everyone must remove their mask before leaving. I say goodbye and turn to Mistress Tallie as I close the door behind the final guest to leave. She takes off her mask and walks up to me. I try to take my mask off but she smacks my hand “No. You keep the mask on until I tell you”. I nod my head in agreement unable to speak. “You get undressed while I go to my car. Take everything off but the mask. I will be right back”. I watch her walk out the front door and walk down the hallway to my bedroom. I keep the door open. I have never undressed so fast in my life. I hear the click of the front door closing. I hear two claps. “You better be ready for this. You can not turn back now. The safe word is EXAM. Now get on your fucking knees head down right where you’re standing.” I quickly do as she asks. I still can’t seem to speak. This power she has over me causes me to instantly submit. I hear the clicks of her heels as she walks down the hall. I hear a bag unzip and hear her heel clicks get closer. She puts a silk blindfold over my mask. As she returns to the bag, she lightly drags one of her high heels down my thigh. Instantly all the hair on my body stands up. A light moan escapes my lips. “Did I say you were allowed to speak or make noise ? I didn’t think so.” Suddenly I can feel leather strips across my back. The pain is incredible. So much adrenaline. I hold back a moan as she strikes me again. This time I can’t hold back. I can’t see a fucking thing. Suddenly I feel a shock to my dick once more. “Put your face to the ground and bow to me bitch” and I feel the whip across my back once more. I feel the stinging pain and put my chest closer to the floor. “Get back to your kneeling position with your hands behind your back”. I hear the heel clicks and make the mistake of trying to ask a question. “Mistress Tallie may I….” and suddenly feel a hard slap across the face. “You will not speak to me unless I require it of you. Let me tie you up like the fucking pig you are”. I feel ropes being tied tightly around my wrists. She slowly ties up my arms as well. She pulls on the rope and I go to stand. She pushes me to the floor with her heel in my back. My dick is pulsing. I want her. “Turn over onto your back and have your mouth open”. I nod and do as my mistress asks. I hear music come on. I don’t even recognize the song. I hear the heel clicks coming closer to my ears. Suddenly I feel her wet pussy on my lips. She’s grinding against my face and all her juices are dripping down my face. I lick her pussy lips and put my tongue in there tracing just the opening. She’s creamy and tastes sweet. She moans as she fucks my face rabidly. What I wouldn’t do to be holding her perky plump tits in my hands. She picks up her pace and suddenly screams as she squirts directly into my open mouth. I start to choke but do my best to hold it in my mouth. She gets up and I swallow every drop.

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