Employment Contract

We had breakfast together. That afternoon we went shopping for clothes for me. We bought some really nice dresses for special occasions and we bought a lot of lingerie and slip dresses and such. We also went to the library and got me a subscription. We arranged for my books to be delivered and picked up at the house-address. I also selected some books to take with me straight away. In the evening we had a lovely dinner at an Italian restaurant. John was the perfect host for the day. He was witty and charming and we had some interesting discussions about various topics. I was actually quite looking forward to the evening when I would get back into bed with him. The day spent together had made up for the bad experience in the morning.

So that evening when we went to bed I was already quite excited. So my surprise was great when John kissed me on my cheek, said “goodnight”, turned around and went to sleep! I was pretty disappointed actually. But I figured he was just tired or something, so I followed his example and also went to sleep.

The next morning he woke me up with a kiss. “Good morning, Liz.” “Good morning,” I said, while smiling at him. I was wondering whether there was going to be a repeat of the previous day. “Come on, let’s take a shower together.” Okay, guess not an exact copy then. I tried to wake up quickly, stumbled out of the bed and joined John in the shower. Once in the shower, he did the strangest thing. He hugged me. We just stood there under the warm water while he was holding me close to him. I could feel his penis pressing to my body. Again, I was quite turned on. And then, without saying anything, he started to wash me. He very carefully sponged every part of my body. When he was finished with me, he handed the sponge to me. I assumed I had to do the same to him and that’s what I did. When I had cleaned his penis with the sponge, I put the sponge aside and started to please him with my hands. I wanted to kiss him, but he avoided my kiss and pushed my hands away. “Please don’t.” He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I followed him. He took a towel and dried me. After that he dried himself. “Please wear one of the slip dresses we bought yesterday and then come downstairs for breakfast.” He left me there in the bathroom. I was so confused. What had just happened? He didn’t want to have sex with me? And we hadn’t even had sex the night before. Did I do something wrong? And I so desperately wanted to have sex. I was so turned on. But there was nothing I could do. So I went to the bedroom and chose one of the prettiest dresses in my favourite colour: pink.

I went downstairs and we had breakfast, just like we had the day before. We chatted about the world news and about other topics. “I have to do some work around the house today, so I will be in my study. You can do whatever you like. You can watch TV or read in one of the books you brought from the library yesterday. Just don’t bother me until I ask for your company. Okay?” “Yes sir.” He went upstairs to his study. After clearing the table I also went upstairs to my own room. I made myself comfortable and started to read.

Around lunchtime I heard John on the stairs. He opened the door to my room from his bedroom. “Come join me.” I put my book away and went into the bedroom. “You can sit on the bed; make yourself comfortable.” He put a DVD in the DVD player, turned on the TV and sat down next to me. “Pay close attention,” he said to me with a grin on his face. The movie turned out to be a sex movie. Nothing extraordinary; it was just a movie about a man seducing his secretary. You know, one of these movies where the girl takes off her glasses and undoes her hair and suddenly she looks like a sex bomb. Still, no matter how cheesy it was, the movie did turn me on. I was also very much looking forward to having sex again, and I sensed that wouldn’t take too long now. John was watching me closely. “So you like this, huh?” he asked me, while touching the side of my breast through my dress. “Yes,” I replied. I looked up at him, hoping he would kiss me. His face was real close to mine now. I could feel his warm breath on my skin. “And you want me to kiss you.” He brushed his lips over mine. I nodded. He got up from the bed. “Too bad this isn’t about you then.” He turned off the DVD player and TV. He extended his hand to me to help me get up from the bed. This meant I was real close to him again. “Oh, and please take off your panties. We wouldn’t want them to get stained, now would we?” And he walked away. I literally had to sit down on the bed and regain my composure. Why would he turn me on like this, knowingly, and then walk away? I considered masturbating, but I was afraid he would come back into the room having changed his mind or something. I took off my panties and went downstairs. Because I was only wearing the slip dress, it almost felt like I was walking around naked, which kept me aroused.

John and I had lunch together like nothing had happened. After lunch, he went back to his study to continue doing what he had been doing that morning. I went back upstairs to continue reading, but I couldn’t concentrate on the book. It took me some will power not to masturbate, but I just knew he would find out. It just meant I had to stay in this state of arousal. It lessened somewhat in the course of the afternoon.

After dinner we watched some TV together. Around eight o’clock, John asked me to follow him to the bedroom. “Take off your dress and kneel before me.” Finally, we were going to have sex. When I was naked, I knelt down before him. “What we’re going to do now is all about trust. Do you think you can handle that?” “Yes sir.” I would’ve done anything at that time in order to get some sex. “Okay, lie down on the bed with your arms above your head.” I stood up and did what he asked me. He approached me from the side of the bed. He bound my wrists together with a cord and tied my wrists to the bed. I gently tried to move my hands, but there was no way I could get out of this on my own. He blindfolded me. Now I felt really helpless. Without being able to move and without being able to see, I really was completely his to do whatever he wanted to with. He whispered in my ear: “I like the way you look. Are you scared?” I nodded. “Don’t be, I’ll be gentle.” He nibbled on my ear. I felt him moving away from me. I heard the sound of a metal chain. I was worrying about that, until I felt John touching my left nipple. He cupped my breast with his hand and pinched my nipple and played with it. He even licked my nipple, sucked on it and bit on it a little. It felt so good. Then he withdrew. There was that sound of the chain again, and suddenly, a soaring pain in my nipple. I screamed in surprise and in pain. John repeated the procedure with my right nipple. As I was in pain and I guessed what was coming, I didn’t quite enjoy it as much as the first time. And yes, there was that soaring pain again, now also in my right nipple. It hurt so badly. For a few moments I felt nothing but the pain. I felt his breathing near my ear again. “Welcome to the world of nipple clamps,” he whispered. “Don’t you like the feeling?” He kissed me passionately on the mouth. I wanted to turn away my head for what he had done to me, but somehow I did feel aroused as well. The pain seemed to be linked to my vagina in some strange way, because I could feel myself getting wetter. I answered his kiss and we kissed for what seemed like a very long time. His hand slid between my thighs and he fingered my vagina. “So this does turn you on then?” Into my mouth he put his finger which was covered with my own juices. I sucked them off him. He kissed me again. He pushed himself off the bed. “You look really lovely like this: all tied up with the nipple clamps.” He sounded a bit further away. I heard the sound of the unbuckling of a belt, so I assumed he was taking off his clothes. My assumptions were proven to be correct as I felt him climb on top of me. He cupped my breasts with his hands and licked and kissed them. He tugged the chain a little to apply more pressure. “So what do you think? Are you ready to be fucked yet?” “Yes, oh yes, please fuck me.” I was practically begging him. I had been ready for this for two whole days. He didn’t need more encouragement and entered me with one hard stroke. I moaned out loud because it felt so good. He grabbed my chin and kissed me hard on the mouth. He let go of my face and started to fuck me really hard. It seemed I wasn’t the only one who had been aroused for a long time. After a few minutes of fucking, he grabbed the chain of the nipple clamps and pulled it taut. That of course increased the pain for me, but the pain combined with the pleasure of his fucking was more than I could bear. I could feel the orgasm building all the way from my toes and I exploded at the same time as John. He lay panting on top of me. He removed my blindfold. “Do you now see why I didn’t want to have sex with you these two days? I wanted this experience to be extra special for both of us. And I think it’s safe to say that we both enjoyed it, right?” “Yes sir, I certainly did.” The nipple clamps were now beginning to really hurt me, but I didn’t dare saying anything about it. He left the bed to take off his condom. He returned a few minutes later. I lay with my eyes closed because the clamps hurt so much. The pain seemed to be different without sexual stimulation, like it got worse. “Would you like me to take off the clamps?” “Yes, yes sir, please.” “Well, ask me nicely then.” “Will you please take off my nipple clamps, sir?” “Oh, but of course.” He rapidly took them both off. Instead of a feeling of relief, I felt another surge of pain when the blood re-entered my nipples. It seemed to hurt even more. To soothe the pain a little bit, John sucked them softly and kissed me. “That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” “No sir.” “I think we’re going to have some good times together, you and I.”

That evening we stayed in bed, watching TV and occasionally cuddling and kissing. We made love one more time before going to sleep. He was gentle and kind this time and we both enjoyed it.

The next day John took me to his doctor. The doctor gave me a complete physical exam and proscribed me the birth control pill. The results of the physical exam would come back a couple of days later. After the visit to the doctor we also shopped for some items I still needed to have.

That night after dinner, John told me he was going out with some friends. “Don’t stay up and wait for me. Just go to bed and I’ll see you in the morning. You’d best sleep in your own bed, so that I won’t wake you when I come home. Okay?” “Yes sir.” So that night, after John had left, I watched some TV and went to bed early.

“Liz! Get in here immediately!” I woke up, not quite sure what had happened. John opened the door to my bedroom. “Liz, get in here right now!” I got out of the bed as quickly as I could and stumbled towards John. He slapped me in the face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He slapped me again. “Why aren’t you in my bed, naked and ready as you should be?” I smelled alcohol on his breath. “But sir, you…” He slapped me another time. “Don’t you argue with me. You should have been here, naked and ready and waiting for me!” He pushed me towards my bed. “Now you’ll pay for it. Bend over.” I leaned over the bed with my ass raised towards him. He ripped off my panties. He took off his belt and hit my ass with it. I screamed in surprise and in pain. I hadn’t done anything wrong, I didn’t deserve this. I didn’t know him like this. He hit my ass again, and again, and again. I think my ass looked very red when he was finished with it. “That’ll teach you. Now stand still.” He grabbed his cock and rammed into me unceremoniously. He fucked me very hard until he came a few minutes later. He rolled into the bed and pulled me towards him. He kissed me roughly on the mouth. He not only smelled like alcohol, but tasted like it as well and it didn’t taste good. “Good, that’s better. Now let’s sleep.” He rolled away from me and fell asleep, snoring loudly. I was wide awake. What had just happened? Had that really been John, the man who had been so nice to me the night before? And who could be so charming if he wanted to? Now I smelled like alcohol, I had his cum inside me and my ass hurt like hell. Was this going to happen more often?

“Liz?” I heard him ask me the next morning. I saw his hand coming toward me, so I flinched. “What? Why do you flinch from me? I just wanted to touch you.” John looked genuinely surprised. I, on the other hand, wasn’t even fully awake yet. “I’m sorry sir. I thought you were going to hit me again.” “Hit you? I never hit you.” I looked away. “Well, actually, you did sir. Last night.” He looked alarmed. “I did? But when? How?” “Last night, when you came home. I think you were drunk. I was here in my bed as I thought you had told me to do. You came in and told me I should have been naked and ready in your bed. You slapped me in the face and hit my bottom with your belt. Then you fucked me. And after that you fell asleep.” He looked amazed. “I really did all that? Is that why we’re in your bed instead of mine? Hmm, turn around for me.” I turned around so that I was facing away from him. He turned back the blankets to uncover my body. He softly touched my ass. I shivered at his touch. “Yes, it’s quite red indeed. It seems you are telling the truth. It’s too bad I don’t remember anything of it though. Why didn’t you fight back?” “Well sir, it is you, and I’m supposed to obey you. And aside from that, I can’t fight you, now can I? I don’t have that kind of strength in me.” “Yeah, I can see that. It shouldn’t have happened, but maybe I can make it up to you.” John got up closer behind me and kissed me in my neck. His hand slid between my legs and started to touch my clitoris. Despite my feelings of anger and confusion, I did get aroused. “So you still like that, huh?” he whispered in my ear. All I could do was nod. He turned me on my back and climbed on top of me. He gave me an ardent kiss on my mouth. After that he kissed my neck and my breasts. By that time I was already very aroused. My breathing quickened even more as he kissed my stomach and continued downwards. I held my breath completely when he got between my legs and kissed my clit. He put his mouth over my vagina and clit and kissed and sucked and licked and I don’t know what else. I only know that I felt like I was in heaven and it literally only took me a couple of minutes to reach the best orgasm I had had in years. He smiled at me while looking up. “So, you think this makes up for last night’s experience?” Unable to speak, I merely nodded. John came to lie upon me. “You smell like me,” I said, while touching his nose. “I think I also taste like you.” And with that he kissed me on my mouth; a long French kiss it was. And yes, he did indeed taste like me. While kissing me, he manoeuvred his cock between my legs and entered me slowly. I’m not too fond of having sex right after an orgasm, but quickly I was enjoying this just as much as he was. He continued to kiss me while making love to me at the same time. Only when he was really close to orgasm he stopped kissing and he lay on me with his cheek on mine. I had put my arms around him. I felt his body contract with the orgasm and I heard him moaning in my ear. “At least I’ll remember this time,” he said a couple of minutes later. “You’d better,” I replied smilingly. 

Later that afternoon he called me from his bedroom. I hurried to him. John stood next to the bed. “You know, I’ve been thinking. It’s a shame I don’t remember anything of last night. But the solution is quite simple. We’ll just have to do it again. Please strip.” To say that I wasn’t happy was an understatement. Why did I have to be spanked again? Since I only wore a slip dress, it didn’t take long for me to undress. “Now do what I told you to do last night.” Great, he really didn’t remember anything. I bent over the bed. “And what do I do now?” he asked. “You took your belt, sir, and you hit me with it.” “Ah, yes.” He again unbuckled his belt. I think he hesitated a bit, because I heard him move the belt, but he didn’t hit me with it yet. Then I felt the first hit and it hurt a lot. I yelped at the pain. Of course the spanking in itself hurts enough, but added to that was the soreness of the night before. He hit me a few more times. “Did I do it like this?” “Yes, sir, you did.” “Yeah, it’s quite nice. I can see why I liked it yesterday.” He hit me a few more times. By the time he stopped I had tears in my eyes because it hurt so much. “And after that I fucked you?” “Yes sir.” “Did I fuck you in the arse?” “No sir, you didn’t.” “Hmm, but it is a good idea.” I turned my head and looked at him in bewilderment. “No sir, please don’t.” He stood behind me and stroked my ass. He placed his cock at my anus and applied some pressure. “Please, don’t sir.” I clenched all the muscles that I could, because I was so afraid of the pain. He tried some more, but still he couldn’t get in. And then suddenly he gave up and entered my vagina. I was so relieved. He fucked me very hard and came within a few minutes. “Don’t think I’ll forget this, girl. I own you and all your orifices and I will fuck you in the ass one day. You haven’t won; you just gained yourself some time.” I didn’t care. I was just so glad that he had stopped trying right now. He left me where I was and went about his own business. I got up, cleaned myself, and went to my own room to read.

That night, John and I had dinner together, as usual. He had prepared quite an extraordinary dinner with lamb and baked potatoes. During dinner we had great fun. He was goofing around and I thought he was hilarious. I had quite a few glasses of wine, but he didn’t seem to mind. After dinner we watched some TV together and I drank some more wine. By the time he asked me to go upstairs with him, I was pretty drunk. We managed to get upstairs – climbing the stairs was a bit of a challenge to me. “Strip naked and lie down on the bed, face down.” I giggled when he said that. It sounded so funny. I did what he asked and lay down on the bed. He got next to me and bound my wrists together and to the bed. He spread my legs and bound each ankle to the bed. I was now unable to move. He put a pillow under my stomach. I giggled at that. “A pillow is for your head, not for down there.” He smiled at me. “It’s just for a little while, you can put your head on it later.” “No I can’t, cause you bound me.” “Later my love.” He kissed me on my cheek. He blindfolded me. “Hey, who turned off the lights?” I said, while giggling about my own joke. John chose to ignore this question. I heard him undress and then position himself on top of me. He touched my clitoris and fingered me softly. It didn’t take him long to make me all excited and moaning. He withdrew. Suddenly I felt something very cold and sticky at my anus. I gasped at the feeling. I felt his finger enter me. He moved it around carefully. It felt so good. Again I was moaning in pleasure and again he withdrew. He applied some more lubricant to my anus and, judging by the sounds, also to his penis. He put his penis to the entrance to my anus and gently applied some pressure. It still wouldn’t go in at first. He maintained the pressure, but started stroking my clit. Very soon I couldn’t resist him anymore and slowly but surely he entered my virgin hole. Even though I was relaxed, it still hurt a lot. Now I remembered that I hadn’t wanted this to happen, but it was too late. He continued to push into me. Once he was completely inside, he lay down on me and whispered in my ear. “I told you that I own you. Feel me deep inside you. I own every bit of you. You cannot resist me.” “But it hurts,” I whimpered. “I don’t care,” he said, with stress on every word. He pulled out of me, only to push back in slowly again. “This feels so good.” He continued to fuck me until I heard him moaning loudly and I felt his sperm deep inside my bowels. A couple of minutes later he got up, took the pillow from underneath me and placed it under my head. “Here’s your pillow. You can go to sleep now. Just don’t ever forget that I am in charge here and I decide what will or will not happen to you.” He kissed me on my cheek. He untied me, took off my blindfold and lay down in the bed next to me. Very soon we were both asleep.