Ruin me, Gently (an erotic short stories collection)

Sophia stood frozen, her heart pounding against her ribcage as Alexander's furious gaze bore into her. She had been caught in the act, and now faced the consequences of her deceit. "I'm so sorry, Sir," she stammered, her voice trembling. "It won't happen again." Alexander's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching as he processed her words. "See that it doesn't," he growled, before turning on his heel and storming out of the office. Sophia sagged against the desk, her knees weak with relief. That could have been so much worse. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart, before returning to her tasks. But as the day wore on, Sophia couldn't shake the feeling that she hadn't seen the last of Alexander's anger. Sure enough, just as she was packing up to leave for the day, he appeared in the doorway. "You. My office. Now," he barked, before disappearing down the hall. Sophia's stomach twisted with dread, but she knew better than to disobey. With shaking hands, she gathered her things and followed him. The moment she stepped into his office, Alexander slammed the door behind her, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the tense silence. "Strip," he commanded, his voice cold and unforgiving. Sophia's eyes widened in shock. "What? Why?" Alexander crossed the room in two strides, grabbing her by the throat and slamming her against the wall. "You don't question me," he snarled, his face inches from hers. "You obey." With trembling hands, Sophia began to undress, letting her clothes fall to the floor in a heap. Alexander's eyes raked over her body, his gaze as sharp as a whip. "On the desk. Now," he ordered, releasing her and stepping back. Sophia did as she was told, climbing onto the smooth surface and laying back, her heart hammering in her chest. Alexander moved to stand beside her, his large frame looming over her vulnerable body. "You've been a very naughty girl, haven't you?" he murmured, his fingers trailing down her neck, over her collarbone, and down between her breasts. Sophia bit her lip, holding back a whimper. "Yes, Sir." Alexander's hand closed around her throat, squeezing just hard enough to make her gasp. "You're lucky I didn't fire you on the spot," he growled. "But I think we both know that's not what you deserve." His other hand dipped between her legs, cupping her mound possessively. "This is mine," he declared, his thumb pressing hard against her c**t. "To punish as I see fit." Sophia arched off the desk, a moan escaping her lips despite herself. Alexander chuckled darkly, his fingers sliding through her slick folds. "So responsive," he purred, circling her entrance teasingly. "I wonder how long I can make you beg for release?" Sophia whimpered, her hips lifting off the desk in a silent plea. But Alexander just withdrew his hand, leaving her empty and aching. "Uh-uh," he tsked, bringing his glistening fingers to her lips. "Open." Sophia parted her lips, allowing him to push his fingers into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around them, tasting herself, as Alexander held her gaze. "That's a good girl," he praised, his eyes dark with lust. "Now, let's see how long you can last without touching yourself." Sophia's eyes widened in shock as he produced a pair of handcuffs from his desk drawer. He bound her wrists above her head, leaving her completely at his mercy. Alexander stepped back, admiring his handiwork. "I want you to watch yourself," he ordered, picking up his phone and opening the camera app. "I want you to see how desperate you look." He pointed the camera at Sophia's bound form, zooming in on her face, her heaving chest, her dripping p***y. Sophia couldn't look away, transfixed by the erotic image. "Touch yourself," Alexander commanded, his voice rough with desire. "But don't you dare come." With shaking hands, Sophia reached down between her legs, circling her c**t with a feather-light touch. She gasped at the sensation, her hips bucking off the desk. "That's it," Alexander purred, zooming in on her glistening fingers. "Let me hear how much you want it." Sophia moaned shamelessly, rubbing faster, harder, desperate for release. But just as she felt her climax approaching, Alexander's voice cut through the haze of lust. "Stop." Sophia froze, her body trembling with pent-up need. Alexander set his phone aside and moved to stand between her legs. "Beg for it," he demanded, his fingers tracing maddening patterns on her inner thighs. "Beg me to let you come." "Please," Sophia whimpered, her voice barely a whisper. "Please, Sir. I need it. I need you." Alexander smirked, his fingers dipping inside her slick heat. "Such a good girl," he praised, pumping his fingers in and out. "You've earned your reward." He pulled his hand away just as Sophia was about to tumble over the edge, leaving her gasping and desperate. She whined in frustration, but Alexander just laughed. "Patience, my dear," he purred, unbuckling his belt and freeing his thick, hard c**k. "I'm going to give you exactly what you need." He rubbed the tip of his c**k through her folds, coating himself in her slick arousal. Sophia writhed beneath him, trying to pull him inside, but Alexander held back. "Not yet," he growled, pinning her hips down with his hands. "You don't get to control this." With a swift thrust, he buried himself inside her, stretching her walls around his thick length. Sophia cried out at the sudden intrusion, her body clenching around him like a vice. "f**k," Alexander groaned, starting to move. "You're so tight. So perfect." He set a brutal pace, slamming into her over and over again as Sophia writhed beneath him. The desk creaked under the force of his thrusts, the sound mingling with their moans and gasps. "Come for me," Alexander demanded, reaching between their bodies to rub her c**t. "Come all over my cock." That was all it took to send Sophia over the edge. She came with a scream, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Alexander followed soon after, spilling his hot seeds deep inside her with a guttural groan. They collapsed together on the desk, chests heaving and skin slick with sweat. As the haze of lust faded, reality began to sink in. Sophia lay there, still bound and dripping with c*m, as Alexander pulled out and tucked himself away. "You're free to go," he said brusquely, turning his back on her. "Don't be late tomorrow." With shaking hands, Sophia uncuffed herself and gathered her clothes, feeling used and discarded. She dressed quickly, not daring to meet Alexander's gaze. As she slipped out of the office, Sophia couldn't shake the feeling that this was far from over. She had unleashed something dark and dangerous in Alexander, and now she would have to face the consequences. But even as she trembled at the thought, Sophia couldn't deny the thrill that ran through her at the prospect of what was to come.