The Trap

At 8pm sharp, Monday, William again found himself in front of Ms. Tanaka's door. This time she seemed in a different mood, very abrupt and pensive. As she let him in and closed the door behind him she didn't say a word, merely scowled and snapped her fingers. William hurried to remove his clothes and followed her crawling looking up at her face to try to divine her intentions. She snapped her fingers again and William had to guess what that meant.

He crawled up to her and began to fawningly lick her heels. She used her heel to kick him hard in the nose and walked forward a few feet.

William's nose hurt and what's more, he was stunned. he thought he had guessed right, but evidently not.

"Well?" Ms. Tanaka asked, scornfully.

"Well what?" replied William.

"When your Goddess walks forward you must always crawl after her! I didn't tell you that you could stop licking my heels. What are you doing back there?"

William crawled forward and began licking her heels again. BAM – another kick in the nose and again Ms. Tanaka walked forward. William whimpered; those kicks hurt a lot. But Ms. Tanaka excited him like no one else he had ever met in his life. He could manage to do this much more. He kept crawling after her and licking her heels and each time received the chastisement of those selfsame heels until he was literally crying.

"You are such a little baby," said Ms. Tanaka to him and she finally cracked a smile. "Now, stay."

He maintained his position on his hands and knees as Ms. Tanaka walked around behind him and grabbed his balls.

"Who owns you, boy?"

"You do, Ms. Tanaka."

She squeezed his balls hard. William yelped with pain.

"I'm not fucking around, boy. This isn't some schoolyard game. Now, who OWNS you?"

"Y-you do, Ms. Tanaka," blubbered William, still not realizing the enormity of what that might entail.

"I am your everything, your all, your Supreme Being."

"Yes, Goddess. You are everything. You are my Supreme Being."

"I'm sick of your bullshit, slave. I require honest worship. Not this crap."

"Yes Goddess. I will do better. I promise."

"Slave, I liked the research paper you brought me last week. But it's not enough. Mr. Sato would like to do a little after hours trading, buying your company's mutual fund shares at the day's closing price without waiting for the next day's opening."

"But that wouldn't be ethical. He'd know what the stock prices of our holdings would be doing over-the-counter and in overseas markets. It wouldn't be fair to our other customers."

"You know as well as I do that this goes on at many mutual fund companies for their best customers, slave."

"Yes, but I've never approved of it. I've always been a straight arrow."

"Straight arrow?" replied Ms. Tanaka scornfully, "I bet your wife might have a different view on that issue."

"This is different," replied William, thinking it was time to end this insanity and just leave the penthouse apartment. It would mean saying goodbye to the best sexual experience he had ever had, but it would mean not crossing a line that would mean betrayal of his company and his ethical standards, not to mention risking his career and even possibly jail time. Nothing was worth that.

Ms. Tanaka could see William wavering and wanting to bolt so she knew it was time to up the ante.

"Now listen, slave. You think you have more of a choice in this than you do. We have all those submissive acts of yours on film and we won't hesitate to show those tapes both to your wife and to your employers."

William's mind raced. Desperately he tried to think of ways he could explain his behavior to keep his wife and his job if Ms. Tanaka carried out her threat, if there actually were tapes.

"You think maybe you can survive our showing the tapes? Well, what about the fact we can easily prove we paid you $5000 which you accepted in clear violation of company policy?"

William felt like his stomach had just fallen out of his body, like the feeling he got when the roller coaster just headed over the top of its biggest hill and began the plunge down.

"Not to mention I could reconsider my decision on filing rape charges. You climbing all over me while I told you to stop is all on tape too. On the other hand, if you arrange for the after hours trading we'll all get rich together. I'm sure Mr. Sato will be able to find some performance bonuses for you and there's no need for anyone but me to ever see those nasty tapes. Well, William, what will it be?"

William began to shake uncontrollably. "I-I-I'll have to think about it. I need a little time."

"You've run out of time, slave. Here give me a ride to the bedroom. You don't think I'm serious. I'll show you that I am."

Ms. Tanaka got astride William's back and gave his rump a slap to get him moving. She pulled his hair to the right to steer him to the bedroom and pulled back on his hair to get him to stop. She then dismounted and put on the DVD player. William watched open-mouthed as she played him their greatest hits.

Ms. Tanaka giggled. "What do you say now, Doubting Thomas, or should I say, Doubting William?"

"How dare you trap me like that!"

SLAP! Ms. Tanaka hit him hard across the face.

"Don't – you – EVER – talk – to – ME – in – that — tone – again!"

To emphasize her point she kicked him hard to the balls. William clutched his groin and collapsed on his side, his mouth opening and closing as he gasped.

"What was that bullshit you had been just telling me about how I was your GODDESS and your ALL and that you would do ANYTHING for me. I told you it was bullshit. You have to actually mean it or it's just a stupid goddamned game."

William moved from his side to his back and lay there staring up at Ms. Tanaka. She seemed so high above him and so beautiful even when in a rage. He desperately wanted to please her, to obey her, to submit to her. But he didn't want to violate the law or commit unethical dangerous financial breaches. But if he didn't, he would be completely ruined. He felt like his head would explode.

"I will give you some time to think about it, William.

I am going to sit on your face and you will lick my asshole until you make up your little mind. Stop being a hypocrite and actually obey Your Goddess. Keep your job, make some extra money, maybe even keep wifey if you still want. Or be destroyed, completely, utterly, and inexorably."

With that, Ms. Tanaka dropped down unceremoniously on William's face. William found his mouth right at Ms. Tanaka's anus and he began to lick. The taste in his mouth was foul, but William found the act strangely comforting. Perhaps he needed this abasement, this humiliation. He needed a woman to show him his proper place.

William kept licking, trying to divine by how Ms. Tanaka shifted her weight whether she was enjoying how he licked her. William thought further. Maybe he could arrange the after hour trades and not get caught. Rumor had it that this practice went on in many firms. William had lost business in the past to competitors who were reputed to engage in it. He could feel Ms. Tanaka getting more excited, rubbing her ass on his face.

William couldn't see any choice. He would have to do what Ms. Tanaka wanted. Besides, he would get to stay in contact with her and be her slave, something that was more sexually exciting to him than anything in the world. He could hear Ms. Tanaka moaning as she fucked his face. He plunged his tongue up into her, trying to get it as far into her as possible. Ms. Tanaka let out a scream and came on his face, her legs squeezing his head convulsively.

Ms. Tanaka lay on top of William, facing him.

"Well, boy?"

"Yes, Ms. Tanaka. I'll do it. I'll set up the after hours trading program for you."

"Good boy," said Ms. Tanaka.

She took his penis between her legs.

"Spread your legs, whore."

William spread his legs.

Caroline Tanaka grasped his penis between her clenched thighs and rode him until he came. William's heart thumped wildly. Ms. Tanaka looked deeply his eyes.

"I am glad you belong to me, boy."

The End