Boss Lady

Boss Lady

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Chapter Seven

The week was nearly over when Amy returned to work after a meeting with the Assistant District Attorney to find an envelope with a key in it in the center of her desk. She logged into her email program but there was no message about the key. Going to the web, she logged onto a hotmail account that Rachel had created for her. Her username was boitoy and there was one message from Maam2U.

Pet, I know that you’ve probably got a lot of work to do before you can leave tonight. I have dinner plans and will return here afterwards. Use the key I left to let yourself into my office at 8 o’clock. Present yourself properly.

Thinking back on the email later, Amy wondered if she was doing the right thing She was naked, with legs shoulder width apart and her left wrist grasped by her right hand. She was standing about two feet in front of her boss’ desk. She had come to the office early and was trying not to shiver in the cool room while she waited.

She wondered what Rachel was doing, if the other woman was spending her time with someone else. Amy knew that she should not be jealous but it was hard. She might be just a toy to her boss but her boss was much more than that to her.

Tensing when she heard a noise, her heart pounded as the door behind her opened. She calmed when she heard Rachel’s voice.

“I’m very pleased with the decision in the Falk case.” Rachel tossed over her shoulder as she strode past her.  She pulled a couple of portfolios out of her briefcase. “Your argument was original and the Judge’s opinion was complimentary.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“I bet you are wondering why you’re standing here like that, if I’m pleased with you.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Waiting for my pleasure is never a punishment.”

“Of course not, ma’am.”

“Lie down on the ground. Pull yourself to me and greet me properly.”

Amy nearly groaned as she drug her erect nipples over the coarse carpet. It still astounded her how the older woman was able to arouse her by humiliating her. She had done nothing to Amy, had not even touched her in a week and yet Amy burned for her.

When given permission, she raised herself to her knees and nuzzled under the tailored skirt. Amy placed her lips gently on the inside of Rachel’s knee and slowly kissed a trail up along Rachel’s inner thigh. As she made her way up the stockings, Amy shivered again from her nearness to Rachel’s center.

Rachel pulled her skirt up and peered down at her. “I’ve had a long day and I’ve got things I’d like to do to you once we get home.”

Amy nodded and Rachel dropped the skirt down over her head.

Enveloped in steamy darkness, Amy closed her eyes and enjoyed the heady scent. She did not indulge her self for long, as she could hardly wait to find out what Rachel wanted to do to her.

She used her tongue to part the folds of Rachel’s labia. Rachel’s essence was musky, with undertones of sweetness and salt.  Tracing around the delicate lips, she flicked her tongue over Rachel’s clitoris that was still hiding in it’s tiny sheath. Opening her mouth, she sucked gently while flicking her tongue over the bundle of nerves.

She hungered for more and she moved her mouth to the bottom of Rachel’s slit and slowly pressed her tongue in, the swollen lips parted easily and she felt the warm clenching walls of her boss’ tunnel. Her actions were causing copious amounts of juice to be released and Amy happily lapped it up. She just loved the taste of the cream.

A stifled moan, more felt than heard, reminded her of why she was there and Amy moved up to lap delicately at the now hard and prominent clit. It was fully exposed and Amy massaged it with her tongue. She could feel the increased tension in Rachel’s legs and knew that she was getting close. It only took a few more swipes of her tongue to bring her boss to orgasm.

Amy continued to kiss and gently tongue her boss’ pussy, slowly cleaning her and bringing Rachel down from the climax. She had been worried that her boss had been out with someone else but she knew from her unique vantage point that her boss had been entirely professional until she had returned to the office.

Rachel stepped back and leaned against her desk. She watched, with hooded eyes, as Amy licked her lips. After a moment, she straightened and ordered, “Get dressed.”

The hoarse sound of her voice reassured Amy that her boss was not actually mad at her. She felt a small surge of pride that she had affected Rachel enough to show it. Making quick work of redressing now that she was comfortable tying decent half Windsor knots, Amy clasped her hands behind her to show that she was ready.

The drive to Rachel’s home was done in silence. Entering the car, Amy automatically opened her trousers. Rachel slid her hand through the Y front of Amy’s briefs and pushed a single digit into her cunt. As usual, she played for a moment with Amy’s hymen.

“I think its time that you lost this.”

“Ma’am?”

“Tonight will be your deflowering.”

Thinking back over the movie they had watched a couple of weeks ago, Amy trembled.

“Don’t be scared. I’ll make your first time something to remember.”

“Will it hurt?”

“Yes.” Rachel moved her finger and smiled when Amy began to squeeze it. “However, if you do what I tell you, you’ll really enjoy it.”

Amy was worried but she realized that her choices were pretty limited. She could fight the inevitable and make it a painful experience. Or she could trust that Rachel knew what she was doing and hope that she enjoyed herself.

At the house, Rachel went upstairs while Amy disrobed in the entryway. As Rachel slid off her jacket, she glanced at Amy who had arrived and was standing in the doorway.  “Go to the guest bathroom and use the facilities. You may even take a shower, as long as you’re quick about it.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”  Amy scurried down the hallway and sat down on the toilet. She had to concentrate on relaxing enough to release her bladder. She held out her hand and saw that she was shaking. Taking a couple of deep breaths, she was finally able to do her business.

Climbing into the shower, she gritted her teeth and turned on the cold faucet. She stayed under the chilly spray only long to wipe down her body with the soapy washcloth and rinse off the days grime. Vigorously toweling off, she rubbed some warmth back into her skin.

Returning to Rachel’s bedroom, she saw that the bed was turned down.  There were also two straps coming off the headboard. She swallowed and started slightly when Rachel came out of her bathroom, wearing a dark green silk robe.

“You seem eager,” Rachel commented. “Go on and get onto the bed.”

Amy scampered onto the soft cool sheets and raised her arms without being asked. She tried to keep from tensing as Rachel secured her wrists. As Rachel turned away, she tested the strength of the bonds. There was little give and Amy realized that she was truly helpless.

Moving back to her dressing table, Rachel sat down and slid the robe off her shoulders. Putting a dollop of moisturizer onto her palms, Rachel proceeded to cover her legs and arms. She glanced up to see that Amy was staring at her avidly.

Rachel had to admit that one of things she really enjoyed about being a Top was being a teacher and bringing women into the fullness of their submission. She also knew that she was not immune to the looks of admiration such as the one her current toy had on her face.

Finished with her nightly routine, Rachel went into the bathroom and stepped into her leather harness and tightened the straps. She placed a fairly small dildo through the hole above her mound. She went ahead and smeared lube along the silicone length, although she thought that Amy was probably wet enough in anticipation.

Rachel walked very slowly towards the bed, watching Amy’s eyes follow the latex phallus that bobbed between her legs. Crawling up from the foot of the bed, Rachel pushed Amy’s legs apart and nestled between them.  She thrust her hips forward slightly, and the tip of the dildo was pointed straight at Amy’s crotch. Rachel thrust her hips forward again and the head bumped Amy’s mound.

Amy felt a jolt of excitement that was stronger than her fear. The strength in the womanly body before her nearly took her breath away. She began to throb with a need to feel that extension of Rachel’s body within her own.

Rachel carefully positioned herself as she took the dildo in her hand and gently stroked it up and down Amy’s slit. The head slipped between the slick lips of her sex and caressed her inner folds. Amy could not help herself. She moaned and pressed upward with her hips.

“Um, someone’s hungry,” Rachel chuckled and she brought the head of her cock into line with Amy’s entrance. She nudged the head in with careful movements of her hips, until the tip was just inside. “Open your eyes and watch me. You will want to remember this.”

Amy opened her eyes and took in the sight. Her nipples were hard and her small breasts were rising and falling with each rapid breath. Rachel knelt between her wide splayed legs with a look of intense concentration on her face. Slowly, she pushed her hips forward.

Amy felt the walls of her vaginal canal stretch to accommodate the head of the dildo as it slowly pushed into her. The feeling was indescribable, she had never had more than a doctor’s finger inside of her and never very deeply. As Rachel kept up the steady pressure, the head slid deeper, until it came to rest against her hymen.

The feeling of being stretched by the dildo slowly went from slightly uncomfortable to the beginning of pleasure. Amy couldn’t help but stiffen at the strangeness of the experience. Rachel let it lie in her for a moment before slowly retracting a few inches and then moving forward the same distance again. As Amy relaxed into the motion, Rachel reached a hand between them to gently stroke her clit.

The combination was her undoing. Amy felt a flutter, deep inside herself that signaled her climax. She begged, “Please.”

“Yes,” Rachel answered. At the first spasm of Amy’s orgasm, Rachel drove her hips forward.

Amy felt a tearing deep within. There was a shock of pain that was quickly drowned out by the powerful waves of her orgasm. As the last spasm rocked her body she became aware of the throbbing in her vagina. She could feel the signals from her previously unused tissues, but also a delicious feeling of being full and stretched.

Rachel gazed down on her. Amy smiled tearfully and tried to shift her hips to a more comfortable position. The dildo inside of her was starting to feel very uncomfortable.

“Are you okay?”

“I think so, but it hurts.”

“It always hurts the first time, I tried to make it as painless as I could.”

“Take it out, please.”

“No, the pain will ease in just a moment. Raise your knees, that should make it less uncomfortable,”

Amy did and found that she could wiggle her hips a little and the discomfort abated, it was replaced by a sensation unlike any she had ever had. It was intensely erotic to be connected like this to another. She whimpered and pulled on the bonds that kept her hands from hugging Rachel.

Rachel leaned down upon her and she could feel her boss rubbing against her excited skin. The delicious contact between their breasts, thighs, hips and belly was supercharging her arousal. She opened her eyes to see Rachel’s lips descending toward her own.

For the first time, Rachel kissed her. Her tongue, slipped into Amy’s mouth, and a long kiss followed. When it broke, Rachel pushed herself up on her hands, causing the dildo to move inside Amy.

“Oh, my god.”

“No, just your owner.” Rachel laughed and pulled her hips back.

Amy felt the cock slide out of her, until only the tip was inside, then slowly slide back in. She groaned as it reentered. Inexorably, her boss established a rhythm that was to her liking. Rachel alternated between slow deep thrusts and quick shallow nudges, driving Amy into a state of ecstasy.

The sensation was magical and within a few minutes Amy was coming again. Rachel didn’t stop. She continued to thrust until she reached her own climax. Panting, she pulled out and lay down beside Amy.

Amy felt boneless and a deep lassitude crept over her. She fell asleep as content as she had ever been in her life. The smile on her face was still there in the morning and stayed there all weekend as Rachel showed her a number of tricks with several different sized dildos.

Her favorite was a shapely dildo with several curves. As Rachel pulled it from her still tight channel, she could feel each bump along its length. Seating it back within her was just as pleasurable. She shivered to think back on it.

Rachel took great pleasure in wearing the strap on and using it on Amy. As she thrust, the base would press against her. That pressure and her dominant position was immensely satisfying. She even had a Feeldoe that she could insert inside herself. They were truly joined together and just the thought of them both being penetrated at the same time was sometimes enough to bring Amy close to climax.

Penetration alone rarely led to Amy’s release. She needed Rachel to move in such a way as to drag against her clitoris or for her to use her fingers. What others might see as a failing, she considered a bonus. For as long as Rachel wanted, Amy was able to bask in the closeness of her owner’s body sliding hers. She was not distracted by her own needs and could simply enjoy being a part of Rachel’s pleasure.

Sore but satisfied from her weekend of sex and soccer, Amy went back to work on Monday with a light heart. Her new assistant spoiled her bliss almost immediately.

He made several missteps. On Monday, he failed to make several appointments that she had requested. On Tuesday, he poured coffee into his keyboard and onto the dictation machine, losing several days worth of transcription. Friday, he miscopied her presentation. He somehow managed to leave out every third page and made her look foolish in front of two partners that she had not worked with before. Irate, Amy nearly lost it.

Walking down the hallway, Rachel heard the diatribe and paused. She waited until Amy turned to return to her office before she revealed herself. She called out, “Ms. O’Reilly. A moment of your time.”

Amy’s suddenly sweat slick hand nearly slid off the door handle. “Of course,” she replied as she held the door open for her boss.

“I notice you don’t have a problem ordering your guy Friday around.”

“No, I don’t.” Amy had not considered the idea before. “Was I wrong? He knows what I expect from him and those documents wouldn’t have been acceptable to anyone.”

“Oh, I don’t think you’re wrong. I guess that you sometimes surprise me by how dominant you can be when it comes to your work.” Rachel cocked her head. “Who was your previous assistant?”

“Oh, it was Esther Bernstein. I was lucky to get her. She always knew what I needed before I asked.”

“Good assistants are a treasure and they can make or break an associate.” Rachel’s brow furrowed. “How did you get someone at her level?”

“Jacob Farmer recommended her to me when he retired.”

“You know Jacob?”

“My Dad was one of his protégés.”

“Your father.” Pausing, Rachel thought about the O’Reilly’s she knew. “Your father is a judge in Superior Court.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Well, you’ve done a good job of making your own name in the firm. I hadn’t heard even a whisper of your connections.”

“I got the job on my grades and merit,” Amy answered. She swallowed down a flash of anger.

Rachel seemed to realize that she had touched on a sore spot. She lightly touched Amy’s shoulder. “I know. And you’ll keep it because you’ve been wiling to learn what I and others had to teach.”

“Thank you.”

“Well, I came in to see if you had enough extra time to pick up third chair for the Precision Machine Works lawsuit.”

Amy looked warily at her. “You’re not just offering because of our discussion or because of our…uh…our arrangement?”

Emphatically, Rachel shook her head. “No. You’ve earned it.”

Amy smiled. “Then I accept.”

“Excellent. It will entail longer hours and I want to talk to you about that later.” Rachel turned to the door. “You will be joining me for dinner, right?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Amy smiled at her boss and sat back down behind her desk. She was really starting to feel good about her work. A large part of it was from the individual attention that Rachel had bestowed on her. She idly wondered what they were going to talk about before putting it out of her mind to work on the due documents on her desk.

At the restaurant later that evening, Rachel ordered for them both. When the waiter left, she leaned onto table. “So, you mentioned before that your lease will be up soon.”

“Yes, ma’am. In September.”

“I want you to spend this weekend at home thinking about the following proposal.”

“Not with you?”

“Not this weekend.” Rachel saw her look of disappointment. “You aren’t in trouble, okay?”

Amy nodded to show that she was listening.

“I want you to move into my house.”

“What?”

“I’ve thought about our arrangement and I want more.” Rachel paused to take a sip from her glass of wine. “The question is what do you want?”

Amy was speechless. She had only dreamed of being allowed to share more of Rachel’s life. She nodded.

“Is that a yes? You have the weekend to think about it.”

“I don’t need the weekend. I know now.”

“What do you know?”

“I want to be yours all the time.”

Rachel smiled. “Bonus.” She peeled a leaf off the grilled artichoke and scraped her teeth across the base. “Because I want you to be mine, too.”

“Um…”

“Do you have a question?”

“Yes, I do. Why are you offering?”

“A few reasons. With our work schedules, your soccer schedule and two residences, I haven’t seen as much of you as I’d like.” Rachel smiled slightly at the disappointed look on Amy’s face. “But this isn’t just for convenience. I want you to accept my collar.”

“Really?” Amy squeaked.

“Yes, really.” Rachel set a long box on the table near Amy’s hand. “I’ll want to have a ceremony with your actual collar but this is something that you could wear to work.”

Hesitantly, Amy took the box. The heavy silver choker inside was made of interlocking mobius rings. “I don’t know what to say,” Amy whispered. There were tears in her eyes. “I was afraid that you hadn’t offered a collar because I hadn’t been worthy.”

“No, pet. I was wary because of the feelings I have for you. When we started down this path, I wasn’t looking for a permanent companion. But, somehow you’ve worked your way into my heart.” Rachel smiled. “Do you accept?”

Amy slid out of her chair and onto her knees at Rachel’s side. She did not care who in the restaurant saw her show of submission. She was actually proud that these people would be witnesses. “Yes. I am honored to accept your collar and I’ll wear it with pride.”

“I know you will.” Rachel took the necklace out of the box and secured it around Amy’s neck. “How does that feel?”

“Right. It feels completely right.”

“Excellent. Now, get back in your chair so we can have our meal and then finish this conversation at home.”

The two women smiled at one another before Amy dropped her eyes and retook her chair.  She could hardly sit still and her fingers constantly reached up to touch the metal that had quickly warmed against her skin.

As she glanced across the table at the dynamic woman to whom she planned to pledge her body to, Amy finally felt like she had found her place.  Whether Amy was on her knees or across a conference table, Rachel would always be the boss of her heart.

The End