BEYOND THE CONTRACT

Coition Punishment

Sitting between his feet, Andrea spread her legs and draped them over his shins. Her fingers slid over her trimmed brown patch and she parted her lips. Her right index finger slid lower to find the moisture. Encasing itself, she slid it back up to find her c**t. Her eyes closed as she rubbed circles

around it. Each circle moving inward until she reached the swollen tip, then moving back out to the base.

With her other hand, she reached over the edge of the bed, into her bag and pulled out a large flesh-colored dildo. Her eyelids fluttered opened as she brought it to her lips. Her tongue flicked the tip.

She smiled as Robin squirmed. It was obvious the pressure building up inside of him was enormous. She hoped his body felt like it was on fire. But the pleasure of cooling off was going to be denied. He jerked at the sashes which bound his hands, but each pull only tightened them.

With one hand, Andrea pleasured herself; fingers slipping into her hot ready p***y then back to caressing her c**t. The other hand held the dildo as she made love to it with her mouth. Slurping sounds filled the room as it slipped in and out between her lips.

Rising from her position she knelt over his hips, hit the on switch, placed the base of the vibrating dildo on his belly then lowered herself onto it. The sound of the vibrator was muted as the dildo slipped into her. With eyes closed and a soft moan escaped her lips as it filled her.

“You b***h. You wouldn’t,” he gasped.

Her left hand held the dildo in place and her right hand worked her c**t. She raised her hips and dropped them deeper onto the large, vibrating, false member.As she dropped to her lowest point, her butt grazed the swollen tip of Robin’s c**k. When she pulled up, it stroked him in the other direction. At first her pace was languid, but soon s****l frenzy overtook her and she worked herself hard.

Robin arched to try and press himself against her. Sweat was rolling off

his lip. His breaths were heavy and strong. Helpless and not allowed to join

In was like torture. He watched her face lose her playful look and transform into a deep inward focus. Her hips bucked. The moans which escaped her lips grew louder with abandon.

He felt the familiar sensation. He was about to release. She was too lost in herself to pleasure him. He would have to get himself there, mentally.

Andrea hissed and inhaled. The contractions were frantic at first but

ebbed. The pounding of her heart and lungs brought a deep passionate joy to her being.

Andrea rolled to the side and collapsed next to his legs. She slipped the dildo from between her legs and let it drop to the bed. After wallowing in her blissful state, she got up and dressed.

“Uh, are you going to untie me?”

“When I’m ready to leave.”

“I’m a little uncomfortable here.” For a moment Andrea’s heart won out but she steeled herself. “Then can I ask a question?” he asked. She nodded as she slipped on her thong. “What was that all about? I thought we had settled this yesterday.”

Stepping into her slacks, Andrea said, “We settled nothing. You decreed and assumed I would obey.” She hung her head for a moment then sat on the bed next to him. “I’m in a strange position. I’m not your girl friend, so there is no communication, affection...whatever. And if you really wanted a w***e, you could’ve hired one. Every Tuesday she could meet you in your office, unzip your pants, suck you dry and leave.”

Robin blinked. “You are blunt.”

“I’m fighting for my job, Robin. Or should I say Mr. “Borders.”

He sighed. “I guess it was inevitable. I hoped it would take longer

before you found out who I am.”

“You’re Robin Borders, wealthy powerful busin—”

“Whoa. Back up. I’m not powerful. I’m not old enough. Wealth doesn’t give you instant power. I may be richer than many of the old guys, but they have that intangible element called power. They’ve established themselves and made their business and political connections. I’m only beginning to build that.”

“See we don’t do this. We don’t talk.”

He shook his head. “Talk? We aren’t dating.”

With a short snort, she rolled her eyes. “Gawd, get over that. I’m trying

to understand you so I can please you. It’s my job.”

“Which you’re good at.” A satisfied smile crossed his mouth. “You blew me away Tuesday. I didn’t mean that as a pun. You caught me off guard. You were incredible. I get chills thinking about it. But later it hit me, you just blew me off. I didn’t get any sleep and I’ve been a bastard at the office all day.”

“Should I go to your office and apologize to everyone?”

“No, I pay them enough to put up with my temper.”

Andrea’s brow crinkled. “That’s not right. You shouldn’t have to pay

someone to put up with you.”

“The rules change once you’re rich.”

“No I think you change them. You put up a wall of money to protect

yourself from us. Why is that?”

Robin rubbed his forehead. “So you’ve gone from my...okay there is no title for you, but you’ve gone from that to my therapist.”

“Going to hide behind the wall. Well Mr. Davenport, I’m going to break down that wall and figure out what makes you tick. Then I’m going to drive you crazy.”

“I’m not sure whether that is a challenge or a threat.”

Andrea smiled. “Consider it a statement of absolute fact.” *** *

“So?” asked Haden, a grin spread across his face. “How did it go today?”

“The poor boy,” said Andrea. “I gave him a massage, got him all relaxed and then I tied him to the bed.”

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