“Yes, Master.”
I had to admit I loved that I caused him to feel weak, even if he didn’t want to admit it.
He wanted me more than he wanted to.
And I wanted him so much that I would do whatever he wanted, even if it meant being patient and not getting the one thing I wanted so badly yet – my virginity taken by him.
I left his office, finding the best way to walk with a butt plug deep in my ass and went back to my work station, wishing he had pushed his beautiful cock deep inside my pussy and then my ass, as well as my mouth.
But I knew I was getting greedy and that I had to listen to my master and wait for him to want to fuck me senseless.
Chapter Seven
Paul
Day 4 of Lockdown
We were both hard at work the next day, literally as much as figuratively in my case. I couldn’t stop thinking about Macy and her beautiful body, especially her luscious ass and sweet little virgin pussy.
I could hardly sleep the night before and not just because of the couch. I couldn’t stop thinking about her and what I wanted to do to her.
How she might feel wrapped around my hard cock.
How she might taste.
I jerked off three times thinking about it before I managed to drift off.
Now, I picked up my phone and dialed her direct line. There was no point in dickering around with text; besides which, I wanted to hear her voice. It was strange but I decided to try not to think about it.
“Sir?” she asked as soon as she answered the phone, sounding like an innocent little doe.
“Come to my office, please. Wear nothing and bring the butt plug, per usual.”
I hung up and waited for her arrival, which came only moments later, Macy rapping excitedly on my office door.
I opened the door and she came rushing in, dropping to her knees in front of my desk, butt plug in hand.
“On the desk,” I ordered firmly.
“Yes, sir!” she enthused, hopping up onto the desk, spreading her legs wide, offering her sweet little pussy up to me.
I took a moment just to appreciate it. Stroking her outer lips gently with my thumb, I made Macy hum and squirm with pleasure. She was already wet. I rewarded her with a finger, working lightly inside her, making her moan long and deep as I worked further into her pussy and started going a bit harder.
Just when she was about to cum, I stopped, pulling my finger out of her soft, tight little pussy hole. She cleared her throat, obviously disappointed and I thought she might actually cry. She clearly had no idea what I had in mind for her next.
“Be patient, my pet.”
“Yes, Master.”
Dropping my head between her quivering thighs, I ran my experienced tongue down the length of her pussy. She let out a long moan accordingly, her sounds only getting more intense as I picked up speed and slowly increased pressure as she got used to the feeling.
Macy squirmed and jerked and screamed under my tongue, reacting in unbridled ecstasy.
“Oh, my God, boss, you were right. I needed to be patient for this. It feels so good.”
I thought that if I went any harder, she might just pass out from sheer joy. It was clear she was a true virgin and had never been licked or fingered before and I was proud to be giving her her first experience.
This was a sentiment I didn’t usually go in for but I was feeling a lot of things with Macy that I had never felt before: a sort of protectiveness and affection that took me by surprise. I was always careful when playing, particularly with sensitive things like butt plugs, but there was an extra level of care I found myself taking with Macy.
It could have been because she was a virgin and was therefore more vulnerable. She really didn’t know what to expect and was trusting me entirely.
She also had the youth and innocence thing going, a factor I was trying very hard not to abuse, looking for any sign or reservation or pain when we were playing. But I had found none and she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did.
After she came, squirming and screaming, I waited for a moment for her to recover and then put her down on all fours on the floor, her beautiful, plump ass high in the air. Getting the lube bottle, I slathered the butt plug so I wouldn’t hurt her in a bad way. This was a clear distinction every ethical person involved in BDSM knew well.
“The safe word is quarantine,” I told her.
She nodded, looking as if she didn’t plan to use it.
Giving both her ass cheeks gentle strokes, mixed with gentle spanks to get her warmed up, I carefully parted her ass with one hand, while lightly pressing the tip of the butt plug to her asshole with the other, pushing it slowly in until only the base could be seen, Macy letting out a long, slow breath as her tight little ass hole was penetrated.