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Authors: Alicia Roberts

Losing Herself: Surrender (8 page)

Emily
smiled, and just then Nate grabbed her waist with one hand and began to spank her rapidly. His hand came down sharply, striking her soft, round ass and making her groan in pain. And then the spanking became slower – Nate raised his hand high and brought it down firmly. Emily panted loudly and closed her eyes: this was much worse than the quick spanking. The time between the spanks seemed like an eternity, and made her stomach knot with dread. Each time he stopped spanking her, she hoped it was over, and then she felt the hard smack of his hand and the pain seared through her bottom.

Emily
’s groans filled the air, and her pussy was clenching on its own. She hated being spread-eagled, she hated being spanked. She began to thrash her hips but Nate held her down.

“Be still,” he growled, “Or do you want me to bring out the paddle?”

Emily whimpered and stopped moving, and then she felt his finger probing her tight rear hole and yelped in surprise.

“An anal virgin.”
Nate sounded pleased, and moved his finger out. “Well, answer me, pet. Do you want the paddle?”

It sounded painful.
Emily closed her eyes and imagined the hard wood striking her flesh. She felt her juices spurt out and moaned wordlessly.

“It sounds like you want it.”

“No sir! I mean, please sir, not today. You’ve already spanked me so hard.”

“Hmm.
I suppose your right.” Nate rubbed his hand against her sore flesh. “No paddle today. But the next time, I’m going to paddle your beautiful ass.”

Emily
breathed a sigh of relief, and thought for a moment that maybe her punishment was over. But then his hand came down again, the surprise and pain rocking through her body, and she half-groaned, half-screamed. There was another long pause, and then she felt the searing pain again, and the
crack!
echoed through the room. Emily closed her eyes and felt herself drifting away. Her bottom was sore but her pussy was throbbing, she was drenched with her juices and she wanted nothing more than to orgasm. She felt her arousal grow and grow until Nate moved away and said, “That’s it for today.”

She groaned and was about to stand up, when she heard the rip of foil.

“This is for me,” Nate said hoarsely, “You’re going to be fucked. It will be rough and quick and you will not come.”

Emily
closed her eyes and Nate grabbed her hips. “You’re so wet,” he said softly, and in one swift move he slammed into her hot entrance. Emily screamed out loud. Her pussy felt spread and full like never before, and she clamped down her walls and moaned as Nate thrust into her violently. She rocked her hips and bit back her screams, and she felt the pressure inside bubbling dangerously, seeking release.

She clamped down all her muscles and moaned out loud, trying to hold it in, but then her body shuddered violently and the pressure started to flow out. She heard strange noises, and realized she was making them, and then with a final explosion
her climax burst through her and out.

Emily
lay exhausted and felt Nate shudder inside her and she realized he had also come. She moaned happily and said, “Wow.”

Belatedly, she remembered that what she’d done was wrong, and as Nate moved away she said, “I’m so sorry, I really tried not to come.”

Nate smiled. “I should’ve known you’d like being fucked roughly.”

Emily
felt disappointed with herself, and promised to control herself next time.

Nate tossed a
large shopping bag towards her. “Put this on.”

Emily
opened the bag and pulled out a light tan trench coat. It was lined with the famous Burberry design, and she slid into it and tied the belt tight.

Nate grabbed her clothes, and stuffed them into the bag, before giving
it back to her. “You’ll go home like this.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, and ran it down her torso, pressing against her breast. He moved his hand up again, and tweaked her nipple until it was hard. The fabric of the coat was too thick for her nipple to poke out, and
Emily felt deliciously dirty.

“I need to discipline you for today’s behavior. Come up to my room tomorrow at 7.”

Emily smiled. “Yes sir.”

Nate kissed her gently on the lips and said, “My car’s waiting downstairs
. Aaron will take you home.”

Emily
was thankful that she didn’t have to ride the subway in her trench coat, and left the room looking forward to tomorrow.

***

As she passed by the reception area, Emily noticed that Tiffany was still there. The blonde stared at her with pursed lips, and Emily was sure that she knew exactly what Nate had done to her. As she went down in the elevator, a ripple of worry passed through her.

Her luck got worse when she arrived home – Isabel was walking home just as the car pulled up.

“Another package?” Isabel asked drily.

Emily
shrugged and said, “You know how it is.”

Her roommate stared at her, her expression unreadable. “You know,” she said finally, “I’m worried about you. Who is this guy? You smell like sex.”

Emily blinked in surprise. She couldn’t deny that she looked flushed and relaxed, and she didn’t want to deal with Isabel right now.

“No-one,” she said, and
stomped off to her room.

 

Chapter Nine

 

The next evening, she knocked on Nate’s door and ignored Tiffany’s icy stare.

“Come in.”

She walked in and closed the door behind her. Nate looked at her approvingly and smiled.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered, and
Emily peeled off her blouse, skirt, bra and panties, until she stood wearing her high heels and nothing else.

She was getting used to being ordered to strip naked in Nate’s office, but she still felt nervous and shy. She wondered what her punish
ment for orgasming without Nate’s permission would be – would it hurt?

Nate walked towards her and grabbed her arm. He turned her around until she was facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and he was standing behind her. The sky was dark outside, and the windows reflected back the room.
Emily almost gasped out loud at her reflection – she looked nothing like the girl she knew. Her eyes were burning with a crazy fire, her skin was flushed, and she looked obscenely and proudly naked.

Behind her, Nate was fully dressed and he pressed up against her back.

“What do you see?” he asked softly.

“I see – I see a girl who needs to come.”

Nate chuckled. “I see a girl who needs to be punished. But we can arrange for both.”

He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, and his hands reached forward and cupped her soft breasts.

“Play with yourself,” he whispered, “I want to watch you touch yourself.”

“Yes sir.”

Emily stared at her reflection. The girl in the window was having her breasts kneaded, and she moaned softly. Emily spread her legs apart and touched her clit. She could see in the window that she was swollen, and she felt shy. She closed her eyes, and began to twirl her fingers against her sensitive nub.

“Open your eyes.” Nate’s voice was harsh and angry and
Emily immediately looked at the window. “Watch yourself. I want you to see what I see.”

Emily
stared at her hands in the reflection. She couldn’t bear to look at her face, but she watched as her fingers played with her clit. One hand dipped lower and a finger probed between her swollen lower lips, slowly pushing inside. And then another finger, and then another, until she was using three fingers to fuck herself. Her hand jerked violently, and then she squealed as Nate pinched both her nipples hard. He twisted them between his fingers, and then he let go.

Emily
moved her eyes upwards as she continued to play with herself. Her nipples were hard and erect. She moved her eyes further up and she saw that her face was a mask of lust, her eyes wild with desire. Seeing herself like that, so unashamedly horny and sex-crazed, made her want to come immediately. She moved her hand faster and faster, and Nate stepped away.

“Keep going,” he said, and then he was back with something shiny in his hands.

He moved his hands over one breast, and she felt the cool metal against her erect nipple, and then the pain seared through.

Emily
screamed softly and continued to thrust into her pussy, and then she felt the metal against her other nipple, and she screamed as the clamp was attached.


Argh,” she groaned, “My nipples.”

“They look gorgeous.”

Emily looked at herself in the window. Nate was right – they looked stunning, with the silver clamps pressing down on them. A thin chain ran between the two clamps, joining them, and Nate gave it a small tug. Emily screamed again, and felt the pain running down from her nipples to her stomach to…

“Stop.”

His command surprised her. “But – ”

“No buts. Stop
playing with your pussy, right now.”

He loosened the clamps a little, and
Emily reluctantly removed her hands. She was so close to her climax, she could feel it, she wanted it.

“Put on your clothes.”

Emily stared at Nate in surprise, but his expression gave nothing away. She pulled on her panties and her skirt, and then shrugged into her blouse. Her nipples poked through the soft fabric, and she heard Nate on the speakerphone. “Aaron, please take Miss Miller home.”

“What did I do wrong?”

Nate smiled thinly. “Your nipples are so hard. You’ll need this.”

He handed her an orange bag, and
Emily opened it to find the most exquisite, hand-painted scarf. “Hermes,” she said, surprised at the softness of silk.

Nate nodded. “
Hang it over your shoulders to hide those hard nipples.”

Emily
did as he said, and felt weak from desire. “Aren’t you going to punish me?”

“This is your punishment. Go home like this, and wait for instructions.”

“Oh.” She closed her eyes. She could do it.

She walked out of the room shakily, and as she waited for the elevator to arrive, Tiffany walked up to her.

“Not your night tonight?” the blonde asked her, and Emily turned to look at her in surprise.

Tiffany laughed at her expression. “Oh come on, honey,” she said, “He’s got a series of girls, one for each night. You all get the same – I can hear it through the walls. And then a thank-you gift for your services.”

“That’s not true.”

Tiffany laid a hand on
Emily’s arm and her eyes softened. “Look, honey. I’m just trying to warn you. It’s no good for an intern to get into this. You’ll have a hard time getting a job once he’s tired of you.”

The elevator arrived and
Emily got on. She didn’t want to believe Tiffany, but there was something kind in the woman’s eyes, and she worried that Tiffany had seen this happen before. She leaned against the elevator wall feeling exhausted and unable to think straight. The clamps were pressing down, and she felt a buzz of arousal.

Nate said he’d give her instructions tonight. She would do as he said, enjoy her climax, and then once the fog had cleared,
she’d try to understand what was going on.

 

Chapter Nine

 

Thankfully, Isabel was already home by the time the car dropped Emily home. For once, she got by without having to answer questions about why the car was dropping her home.

Emily
went to her room and stripped off her clothes. She stared at her breasts in the mirror – they looked so different to how she’d always seen them. She’d always thought her breasts were very average, probably a bit smaller than she’d like. But now they looked heavy and swollen, and her pink nipples were hard and protruded angrily. These were the breasts of a sexy woman – breasts that were feminine and perfect and demanded attention.

Emily
shook her head and slipped a soft t-shirt dress over her head. Her nipples poked out and she covered them up by draping the scarf.

She managed to avoid Isabel, and heated some roast chicken to have in her room. Just then, there was a sharp rap on the door, and
Emily rushed to open it. What if it was Nate?

Thankfully, it was Aaron, standing there with a large, slim box in his hands. “For you,” he said, and disappeared down the stairs.

Emily turned around and saw Isabel staring at her.

Suspicion was painted all over Isabel’s face, and she crossed her arms. “Who was that?”

“Umm.” Emily thought fast. “Delivery driver. I did some online shopping.”

“Really.
This late?”

Emily
shrugged. “Weird delivery times, what can you do.”

“What did you get?”

Emily looked down at the box. She had no idea what was in it and she didn’t want to guess. “Just some stuff.”

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