Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

Title: Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

Author: Euryleia Rider

Contact: euryleia_at_hotmail.com

Codes: F/f, D/s, job, humiliation, reluctant

Copyright 2008

Chapter Three – Losing More Than a Bet

On Monday, November 19th, Gwen strolled into Sue’s office and sat down in the guest chair. She grinned at the look of trepidation on Sue’s face.

“What do you want?”

“Well, we can start with a little better attitude.”

“Sorry.”

“And I’d like to see what I’ve gotten.”

Sue shot a glance toward the open door. “Here? Now? The pay up date isn’t until Thursday.”

“True but I never was very patient. You wouldn’t want me to have to go and get our witness in here to see that you’re welching.”

“I’m not. I just…”

“I don’t care what you’re just. I want to see what I own. Stand up.”

Reluctantly, Sue stood up behind her desk.

“Come over here.”

Sue walked over and took a position to Gwen’s side. She tried to stand without fidgeting but it was very hard to stay still under the scrutiny she was receiving.

“You aren’t really planning to involve Betsy, are you?” she asked, softly.

“Not if you are properly obedient and respectful.”

“Does she know about the terms?”

“No, I just had her sign underneath both of our signatures. She never saw the rest of the document.”

“Good.”

Gwen smiled, wickedly. “That isn’t to say that no-one else will be involved,” she said.

“What?”

“If you recall, there are no limits.”

“You can’t expect me to go along with this.”

“You and I both know that you would have had no problem at all pushing me to my limits. Don’t make this harder on yourself than it has to be.” Gwen leaned further back in her chair. “Spread your legs wider. They should be more than shoulder width apart.”

Sue shuffled her feet in opposite directions until Gwen nodded.

“Good girl.”

Gwen continued to study Sue and was finally rewarded when Sue dropped her head to stare at the floor.

“You have a current sub, right?”

Sue nodded. “Yeah, I do.” She smiled slightly as she thought about their last encounter. Tricia had sported an impressive set of bruises on her ample behind when they were through.

“When I come to get you on Thursday I want her there.”

“Why?”

Gwen jumped up with surprising quickness and grabbed hold of Sue’s chin. “Because I said so. This will be a lot more pleasurable for you if you get it through your thick skull that I’m the one in charge.”

Mulishly, Sue shook her chin free. “She doesn’t fall under the terms of the bet.”

“The terms are pretty damn vague. Most everything short of death or dismemberment is included if I want it to be.” Gwen patted Sue’s cheek.  “Don’t worry about your precious sub. I’m not going to touch her. I merely want her there to help you understand your new role.”

Gwen walked to the door. “To help you get into the proper mind frame, I don’t want you to wear any underwear from now until Sunday. Take off your current set and put them into an envelop in my mailbox downstairs.”

“You can’t tell me what to do until Thursday.”

“If I leave your office and you aren’t on the way to the ladies room to follow my instructions, I will be heading directly to Betsy’s office. I’m sure that she’ll be fascinated to read all about our deal.”

Sue dropped her eyes to the floor and sighed. She followed Gwen out and they turned in opposite directions. Gwen was heading upstairs to meet with the Deputy Director and Sue was off to the bathroom to take off her underwear.

She felt very self-conscious as she returned to her office with the seam of her pants pressing into her bare pussy. She kept her head down and tried to ignore the feel of her shirt rubbing across her nipples. Reaching her office, she quickly closed the door behind her.

She looked around before she picked up an interoffice envelope and pulled the bunched up fabric from her pocket and slid them inside. Sue was distressed by how bulky the package looked. She tried to press it flat and knew that anyone seeing it would know that it wasn’t work related. There was a chance that a nosy coworker would undo the string and look inside.

She removed the bra and panties and refolded them before trying again to fit them inside. The envelope did not look quite so ready to burst and she quickly carried it to the downstairs mailroom.  There were several people in the room and so she couldn’t hesitate in putting it into Gwen’s slot.

Racing back to her office, she tried to busy herself with her document review. Sue was so distracted that she clocked watched most of the afternoon. She only barely made her afternoon deadline and then she decided to leave work early.

She spent a restless night, tossing and turning in her big bed. She was furiously horny and masturbated until she was almost sore but the fire still burned in her loins.

The next morning, she slunk into the building. She felt so exposed at having no underwear on and she just wanted to make it to the safety of her office without stopping to talk to anyone.

She stayed there, working on her projects until lunchtime. Sue really regretted not bringing a sandwich into work. Gathering her nerve, she left the building for the short walk to a café. She kept her gaze on the sidewalk for much of the walk, sure that everyone passing by could see that she was naked beneath her clothes.

Coming back after eating a turkey sandwich that tasted like dust, she sat down in her chair and punched in the number for voice mail. There was a single, short message from Gwen. Swallowing, Sue obeyed the order to come into her rival’s office.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Close the door,” Gwen responded without looking up from the file she was reading.

Sue shut the door and approached the desk. She dropped down in the chair.

“Get up. Did I give you permission to sit?” Gwen barked.

“Um, no.”

“No what?”

Standing before the desk, Sue fidgeted. “Um.”

“The proper address of a slave to a her owner is Mistress. You are to use that anytime we are in private.” Gwen paused. “Do you understand?”

Gritting her teeth, Sue forced, “Yes, Mistress,” out of her mouth.

“Good.” Gwen pushed the file on her desk to the side. “I want to check to see if you’ve been obedient. Show me.”

“Here? Now?”

“Address me properly, slave.”

“Mistress, we’re at work.”

“I am well aware of where we are. What you don’t seem to be aware of is that I’ve given you an order. Slaves obey without question.”

“Mistress, please.”

“Don’t make me repeat myself. I’m already pissed that you don’t seem to comprehend the basics. I can’t believe that you left the building without speaking to me. That was very discourteous. What if I had wanted you to bring me something?”

“I’m sorry, Mistress.”

“Yes and soon you’ll be even sorrier. I thought I told you to show me.”

With shaking fingers, Sue undid the buttons of her blouse.

“Did you used to wear a bra?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Why? Those things are too small to need any support. I’ve had mosquito bites that were bigger.”

Blushing furiously, Sue pulled her shirt back closed.

“Did I tell you to cover yourself?” Gwen asked. “You are so fucking slow. Slaves don’t do anything without permission. Now, show me the rest.”

Unbuckling her belt, Sue opened and dropped her slacks to the floor.

“You know this process would be so much easier if you wore skirts.”

“I don’t wear dresses.”

Gwen raised an eyebrow at her. “You failed to address me properly and what you used to do has no bearing on what you will be doing as my slave.” She pushed back from her desk. “Come here.” When Sue reached for her pants, Gwen shouted, “Leave them.”

Terribly embarrassed to have to shuffle around the office with her pants around her ankles, Sue clumsily obeyed. She felt even more naked for still wearing the open shirt and pants as a hobble.

Gwen twirled her finger. “Turn around and put your palms down flat on my desk.”

Obeying, Sue swallowed. Her bare ass was facing her new Mistress and she knew just how vulnerable a position that was.

“You will be punished now for not immediately obeying my order to come here, for failing to address me with the proper respect, for questioning my orders, and because I like to beat my slaves.”

Gwen took a plastic ruler out of the desk and rubbed it between Sue’s legs. She smirked at how damp it was when she pulled it out. “God, you are just dripping. Your body is completely responding to this. I don’t know how you ever thought you were cut out to be a Top.”

“I’m not…”

SMACK

“I did not give you permission to speak. I could not care less what pathetic excuse you have.” She stood up. “I’m going to spank you now. You are to count, thank me properly, and ask for another. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Sue ground her teeth. She was going to show her. She would take the worst Gwen could dish out without a problem.

SMACK.

The ruler landed solidly and Sue had to fight the urge to pull her hands off the table and protect her vulnerable ass. “One. Thank you, Mistress, for disciplining me. May I have another?”

“Good,” Gwen said before proceeding to lay into her rival. She was able to get out a lot of her built up frustrations before she heard Sue’s voice crack. 

“Sixty two. Thank you, Mistress. May…may I please have…have another.” Sue had to force the words out of her mouth. Tears were dripping freely down her cheeks. She wanted to beg for mercy but was afraid if she said anything but what Gwen had told her to say that the punishment would be prolonged.

“Well done. At least you took your spanking well, slave.” Gwen sat back down. “Go back in front of my desk.”

Sue reached her hands to rub her ass as she shuffled into position.

“Get your hands off my ass. Put them behind your neck.” Gwen laughed as she watched Sue dancing in place from the pain in her butt. “Cute moves. I think I’m going to have you dance for me often.”

Her ass on fire, Sue could not believe how wet she was. As she moved, her upper thighs were slick with her juices. Her painfully erect nipples were rubbing against the shirt and causing her arousal level to rise even further.

“It is time to get back to work.” Gwen smiled in satisfaction, as Sue remained standing. “Good. You may now get dressed and leave.” As Sue opened the door, Gwen raised her voice and said, “I’m sure I don’t have to remind you that you can only climax after I give you permission, right?”

Sue turned murderous eyes toward her. “No, Mistress.”

“Excellent. We only have one more day until you are mine, completely. I am so looking forward to it. Have a good afternoon.”

Returning to her office, Sue threw herself down in her chair and immediately hissed and stood back up. Her ass was still burning. She glared at her chair but knew that she would have to sit.

Sitting back down she waited for her computer to reboot. She squeezed her thighs together. The gentle pressure was just pleasurable enough to take her mind off the pain. As she felt her pulse rise, Sue forced herself to stop.

Considering Gwen’s recent mood, she did not want to give her any reason to punish her again. She thought about how Tricia must have felt after her spanking and knew that she had done a worse job on her sub. Shifting on the seat, she wondered just how Tricia had stood up to it and feared that she was going to sincerely regret her actions that afternoon.