Edited by Curtis. Thank you, Curtis.
Chapter Four:
Wendell wriggled about as he sat at his desk. His shirt and tie were fashioned
from pure silk. Armani had tailored his suite of merino wool, and his loafers
were handmade by Gucci. His underwear, however, was a tight and uncomfortable
polyester thong his Mistress had ordered him to wear. No longer permitted to
wear his satin boxers, Shondra now decided what covered his ass and, it seemed,
the more uncomfortable he was, the better she liked it.
"Good morning Mr. Kerr," his assistant, Marie, greeted him as she walked into
his office and made herself comfortable in the large chair opposite his desk.
Wendell sighed and stood up. He unzipped his trousers and pulled them open to
reveal the shiny red fabric of the thong he had been instructed to wear that
day. It had become a ritual; every morning Marie would inspect his underwear and
report back to Shondra.
"Now let me see your cock."
He sighed again, then pulled his semi flaccid cock out.
This certainly wasn't part of the ritual, he knew that, however the thrill of
ordering him about was an excitement young Marie simply couldn't resist. At
every opportunity she would enjoy giving him instructions. She delighted in
humiliating him like that and, if he didn't do exactly as he was told, she would
run back to Shondra making up some little silly lie to get him into trouble. 'I
caught Wendell watching one of girls bending over her desk this morning. Wendell
took too long in the washroom this afternoon, I'm sure he was wanking off. I saw
Wendell looking down the fucking tea lady's blouse today!' There seemed to be no
limit to her warped imagination.
Marie leaned across his desk and frowned in mock concentration as she looked at
his cock and balls and pretended to inspect them. He knew it was just an excuse
to embarrass him, and she did it so well.
"You haven't been playing with yourself, have you?"
"No, Marie."
"You know Shondra doesn't allow that. You're not allowed to touch your self
without permission."
"Yes, Marie."
"I don't want to have to report that you've been disobedient now, do I?"
"No, Marie."
"You know how angry she gets if you don't follow her orders."
On and on she went, enjoying giving her little lecture. It made her feel
powerful. It put her in control. It gave her a thrill like nothing else could.
"Please, may I put my cock away now?" He asked when at last she had finished.
"No, not yet. Shondra wants you to keep you cock hard all day, but nothing more.
You're not to come until tonight."
Knowing how uncomfortable and frustrating that would be for him, Marie put her
hand to her mouth and stifled a little giggle. It wasn't unusual for Shondra to
give further instructions. Last week he had been required to bend over his desk
while Marie inserted a butt plug, something she obviously hadn't done before.
His ass still felt raw from her inexperienced hand.
"Oops, sorry! I guess I'm not very good at doing this yet," she told him,
dismissing his obvious discomfort and continuing to force the huge thing up his
ass with no lubricant whatsoever. His loud scream had attracted the attention of
Susan, the woman in the office next door.
"Is everything all right in here?" she gingerly asked as she opened the door
just enough to allow her voice to be heard.
"Oh sure Susan, we just found a mouse in here. Be careful, it's near the door."
Susan left without answering.
Yesterday it was a metal cock ring.
"Now that nasty old thing isn't too tight, is it Wendell?" Shondra had inquired
when she telephoned him a few hours later. Her concern had touched him until she
added, "because if it is, that's just too fucking bad." She was still laughing
when she hung up.
The day before that it was a chastity device.
That had been almost unbearable. Consisting of a plastic cover for his cock and
a ring to secure it around his balls, it hadn't been all that uncomfortable
until he had needed to take a piss. The hole in the end was big enough to allow
his urine through, but not enough to allow him to wipe or shake himself. Within
a very short time his cock head had become extremely itchy, and as the day wore
on it only got worse. It had been a great relief later that evening to have it
removed, and be allowed to wash.
Wendell's shoulders slumped and a faint moan escaped his lips as he listened to
today's instructions. Marie leaned back in her chair and ran the tip of her
index finger down around the neckline of her blouse as she spoke. Immediately
Wendell felt his cock twitching.
"Its all right, Mr. Kerr. Shondra said you can touch yourself so long as I
supervise you," she explained.
It seemed ridiculous for her to still call him Mr. Kerr. It was of course just a
front, a way of having others believe he was still in charge, a little reminder
of how things used to be, and would never be again.
Wendell took a deep breath. His face flushed. Fuck it, Marie had seen him naked
many times and she had certainly seen his cock erect before, and yet still she
always managed to make him feel awkward and comfortable in situations like this.
Maybe it was her innocent and youthful appearance. Or perhaps it was her sweet
and angelic little face? Either way it was a deception reinforced by her
seemingly easy ability to blush and her girlish giggle. Sweet and innocent
little Marie - oh sure!
He wrapped his finger around the base of his cock and began gently tugging on
his shaft, and it responded immediately by jerking up and swelling to a full and
throbbing erection.
Marie licked her lovely pink lips as her eyes focused on his crotch. Sometimes
when she stared at him like that, he was convinced his was the only cock she
ever wanted. He closed his eyes and let his mind drift. Yes, his cock and no one
else's, in her lovely wet mouth, in her tight little virgin ass, and in that
juicy cunt of hers! Yes, Marie looking up at him with those big pleading eyes of
hers. Demanding he fuck her sweet lips, begging without uttering a single word
that she needed his cock - all of his cock. Fuck yes, it felt good wanking off
to those delicious thoughts. His fantasy felt so real. He could almost hear her
sweet voice. Yes, he could hear her telling him, ' Oh, what a lovely big cock
you have now...'
"Oh, what a lovely big cock you have now, but I want you to stop right there.
Didn't you hear me, I said stop!"
Wendell moaned and dropped his hand away, but just as he was about to slip his
cock back inside his trousers, the door opened. Max Avery, a tall slim man with
a full head of silver hair and sharp blue eyes, entered and immediately froze.
"Wendell, would you mind... What the hell is going on here!" he demanded, as he
stared in disbelief at Wendell. His angry crimson face looked like it would
explode at any minute. Max Avery - head of the organization. Max Avery, the
family man who was faithful to his one and only wife. Max Avery, who attended
church every Sunday, and twice at Christmas! Wendell swallowed hard. This
wasn't good.
Fumbling about, Wendell felt himself breaking out in a cool sweat as he
struggled trying to get his cock back in his pants, while his mind raced to
think of a suitable explanation, but he was all too late.
"Mr. Avery, I just came in here to give Mr. Kerr some letters, and he..." Marie
hesitated, her lovely big eyes blinking a couple of times as she stared up at
him. She stood up, her lower lip quivered, and then gasped, "...he pulled his
thingy out!"
Bursting into tears she threw herself at Max, sobbing relentlessly. He slipped
his arms protectively around her shoulders to comfort her, stroking her long
blond hair as she pressed her nubile young body up against him.
For a moment all Wendell could think was - 'fuck it, she's never rubbed her body
up against me like that! I just bet she's given old Maxy the best fucking hard
on he's had in years.' Wendell's mind then quickly flashed to the problem at
hand. 'What the fuck am I going to do now? Tell the truth? Who the hell would
believe me? Look at that performance! Fucking Nicole Kidman couldn't do
better... Fucking Nicole Kidman, oh yes, I sure like the sound of that! Then -
'Get a hold of yourself, no don't get a hold, that's what's gotten you into this
fucking great mess in the first place. My cock! My cock's still hanging out. Put
that fucking cock away! And think of something fast!'
"There, there, its all right," Max told Marie in an most fatherly tone. "Just
sit down and I'm sure we can work this out."
She sat down and her sobs became sniffs as he explained to her. "Now, there's no
need for anyone else to know about this. I'm sure you know Mr. Kerr has been
under a lot of pressure, and I know you have too. We just don't appreciate our
staff enough sometimes do we? I think you can expect a nice big bonus from Mr.
Kerr at the end of the month. Now, you go and have a nice cold drink. In fact,
why don't you take the rest of the day off. Do some shopping. My wife tells me
George's got a new stock of imported shoes and handbags in just yesterday. I'm
sure Mr. Kerr won't mind if you use his account. There's a good girl."
Hunching over, she nodded and, still holding her handkerchief to her nose, she
stood up and fled the office without looking back at either of them.
Immediately she was outside, she closed the door and straightened up. She leaned
back against it, dropped her head back and grinned. She kept grinning until she
couldn't hold back any longer and she began to giggle. She hadn't had that much
fun since... well since she had last teased and tormented Wendell.
On the other side of the door Max turned to Wendell.
"What the fucking hell did you think you were doing?"
"It wasn't like that, I can explain..."
However, as soon as he had uttered those words, he realized he couldn't. Once
again a little game had been played out and once again Wendell had lost.
"You mean your damned cock just jumped out of your pants? Get yourself together
man or you're going to find yourself in deep shit, if you're not already."
Wendell nodded his head and looked down at the floor. He felt like he was back
in school and being chastised by one of the masters.
"I think you need to take some time off. Take a week. Take a month, but get
yourself sorted out! Marie can look after things here at the office. She's
practically running it now anyway."
