Power Plays (A BDSM Anthology)
By Sara Tyr, Emma Valentine, and Annika Robyns
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A Night Enslaved
Annika Robyns
Julie got out of her rolling office chair, blinked a few times, stretched her arms above her head, and let out a long yawn. She felt like a kitty who really needed her kitty nap. Of course, she never would have used that kind of language with her colleagues. So many of the guys already had a hard time taking her seriously. Plenty of them, especially the younger executives, checked her out at every chance.
Right then, Julie didn’t feel at all sexy. She had been at work for a good ten hours. Sure, she could have gotten by with flirting or kissing up to the senior executives, but she wanted to earn her successes.
Outside, it had been dark for several hours. As she gathered up her purse and headed for the exit, she glanced out the windows. A few distant city lights glimmered in the distance though she mostly saw her own reflection. If she had been vainer, Julie might have stopped to check out her appearance.
Although she wouldn’t admit it, Julie was a special kind of gorgeous. A natural blond, her straightened mane stretched down her back to her shoulder blades. She had high cheek bones, an incredible figure with full breasts, and dark blue eyes. When she smiled, guys felt a special kind of excited. She managed to appear both young and sexily mature at the same time.
But right then, fatigue tugged her down and made it hard to think straight. She headed past this floor’s reception desk and made her way to the elevator bank. She pressed the down button and started to wait. Overhead, the numbers pinged, starting at one. Knowing it would take a while to work its way this high up, she pulled out her phone.
One of her friends had sent her a funny text. It made her giggle to herself. She had another message from a guy she dated once a few weeks before. Suppressing a sigh, Julie wondered about the best way to turn him down. So far, she had ducked most of his messages except he was proving stubbornly persistent.
Lost in staring at her phone and thinking of the best way to be honest but kind, Julie didn’t hear anything behind her.
Nathan moved across the floor, completely silent. This was his last chance to turn back and abandon this quest. For a moment, he paused. First, he stopped to make sure she didn’t hear him. At the same time, he took this chance to let his eyes roam over her body.
Officially, she was dressed very appropriately. She had on a pair of black boots. The material shined under the office’s fluorescent lights even as they pointed up to her shapely calves and firm thighs. Her black tights looked perfectly appropriate even as they made him wonder how it would feel to caress her firm little ass. Above that, she had on a white blouse. It clung to her waist and breasts and highlighted each of her torso’s sexy curves. He wanted to pinch her nipples and see how hard they would get beneath the white silk. Until then, he had to focus on capturing his prey.
Julie. She was kind and sweet, but he intended to play with her anyway. He wanted to take her and make her his own. After tonight, those fantasies would be a reality. Dreams would become memories.
Inhaling one final breath, Nathan stalked across the floor, half running, half loping. He snuck up on her. She didn’t turn around. She didn’t seem to notice anything different until he slipped one arm around her hands and waist while using his free hand to press the damp rag against her mouth.
A muffled scream came from her throat, but he had picked his moment well. No one heard her. Sure, she fought and tried to wrench herself free from his grasp, but each heartbeat and inhalation brought more of the Chloroform running through her bloodstream. He didn’t say anything comforting or try to calm her down. Why bother? She was about to be kidnapped, and she knew it.
The drugs worked their magic and she quickly fell limp in his arms. Nathan didn’t bother glancing around. There was no one to notice this. It was late enough that the security guards should have been watching the cameras, but their employer never bothered to replace the broken units on this floor. They were alone, so he was going to get to have as much fun with his new toy as he wanted.
Nathan hefted her over his shoulder like a bag of grain and walked her around the bank of elevators. He walked her about a hundred paces to the opposite side of the building and used his key card to access the storage room. Since each floor was built to the same specifications, they had storage even though the secretaries, receptionists, and clerks kept all of the toner, paper, and other office supplies on the lower levels. Nathan figured they liked the excuse to get away from their desks for a few minutes longer.
Since no one ever used this space, he had taken a few hours to get it all ready for his time with Julie. He didn’t know whether or not she would remember it, but she would never be able to prove anything. Besides, if he had his way, she might volunteer for this. But that was only a possibility.
He had a box filled with toys for his amusement tonight. But before he got any of them, he walked Julie’s limp form over to the far wall. The lights were bright in here, the walls basically sound proof, and the door locked behind him automatically. He had already set up a large cot to one side of the room. Then again, he didn’t mind the idea of taking her right there on the floor.
But first they had to work on her discipline. She had to learn how to obey.
Nathan pulled her from his shoulder and braced her body against the wall. There was a pair of coat hooks bolted against the wall. He took some duct tape to her wrists, then looped the material around the hooks as well. They weren’t as sophisticated or impressive as manacles or cuffs, but the tape would keep her trapped anyway.
Once he had her wrists taped into place, Nathan pulled apart and taped them to a pair of insulated pipes. Now that he finished, he stepped back and admired her. Julie’s hair had gotten a little tangled from the initial struggle and the time it took to get her properly restrained, but she was the same beautiful thing he always spotted walking between the cubicles, teasing every guy with a pulse.
And she was waking up.
Her eyes flickered open as she struggled to lift her head. While he had studied chloroform and its effects for several weeks, her particular reaction fascinated me in a way I hadn’t expected.
It took her several seconds, but she came back around. Julie focused on him and seemed to pause. She licked her lips, not sure what to do or say. That surprised me since most girls would have started screaming.
“What’s going on?” she tugged at her restraints. I think she tried to be furtive, like I wouldn’t see the way her muscles undulated.
“Hi there, Julie.”
“What’s going on?” she asked again, yanking harder this time. It didn’t do any good. The tape held her fast and kept her trapped there.
He chuckled with a shake of his head. “You’re a very beautiful young woman.” He let the answer trail off. Its implications sank in, which made her lick her lips again. She didn’t show any other sign of fear. She even managed to keep her eyes on him as though this were any other conversation.
“Please,” she said, her eyes growing glassy and shiny. She didn’t want to cry. He saw that right away. It was apparent in the way she fought so hard and valiantly to control the pitch of her voice, yet she couldn’t quite manage to keep her lower lip from quivering. It was cute, he decided. “Look, I don’t know if this is some hazing thing, but you can let me go now. I don’t have to tell anyone.”
“I’m not letting you go,” he announced and strolled over to her. Under normal circumstances, he would have been nervous about getting so close. An HR representative would have said this was insane. Fortunately, the normal rules didn’t apply here.
“Please,” she said again.
“This is going to be fun. Now, you might want to resist a bit, and that’s perfectly okay.” This breath warmed her cheek and made her shiver again. She wanted to fight or struggle harder, but it didn’t matter. She simply lacked the strength and power to free herself. “Get used to it. From now on, you belong to me.”
Julie shut her eyes and tensed up. She talked without glancing at him, “If you don’t let me go right now, I’ll scream.”
“You’re free to try,” said her coworker turned kidnapper. “But understand this. If you try, I will cut off all of your clothes, roll up your panties, and shove them in your mouth. You get it?”
Julie was half panting between the fear and anger bubbling through her chest. “You can’t do this!” she said with a girly little grunt. She writhed between her ankle and wrist straps, but she couldn’t move.
Nathan put a hand on her thigh. The heat ran through her clothes as his hand crawled up her stomach, all the way to her breasts. This was glorious, he thought, savoring the touch of her body. Then he stepped closer, pressing himself against her until his cock hardened with the tension of getting so close. Sure, he could have asked her out, and she would have probably said yes. Nathan looked good, made money, and knew how to harm women like her. Only this way he could have her completely, totally. She was going to be his property, the way he liked it.
From now on, she belonged to him.
He pressed harder, shoving his mouth against hers. In the first moment, she struggled harder. She could have tried to bite his lip, but she didn’t. Maybe fear blocked it out or simple fear kept her from provoking him. His lips pressed down on Julie’s mouth as he worked her. He nibbled at her lower lip, and then gave a little suck, a tiny pull.
She groaned, then the sound changed into a moan. It wasn’t anger or fear though. A different sensation altogether. She responded, pushing back against him. One of his hands pinched her nipple and she responded as a new jolt of pleasure shot through her body. It started as a stream and built into a torrent.
When he finally pulled back, he left her panting and desperate. Her eyes locked onto him with a primal, nearly animalistic frenzy. He smirked back, completely in control of himself and his new acquisition.
“Oh yes,” he said, stroking her cheek, then running his hand through her hair. She tried to shrug him off. “You’re really mad, aren’t you?”
“Screw you!” she snapped back. Of course, trapped beneath the tape, she couldn’t do anything at all. “You can’t do this! You can’t!” Now she sounded like a little girl throwing a tantrum because she couldn’t get what she wanted.
Nathan spun back and headed to one of the cabinets. He opened it and took out a pair of scissors. He held them up and snapped the blades back and forth.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said. “I might have to punish you from time to time, but if you behave and accept your role, then you’ll be fine. So you can struggle and I might cut that pretty body of yours, or you stay very still and accept that I’m going to get complete access to that tight body of yours. Every single inch.”
Julie froze. Her focus glued straight onto the scissors as he stepped closer. The distance between them disappeared as he unlatched her belt and pulled it off her. He dropped the leather garment to the floor. Then he pulled her waistband back and slit the blades down the fabric. She shivered again as the blade’s dull edge ran down her leg.
He cut away one pant leg, then the other. She fought to remain motionless even as he stripped of her clothes, first her tights, then he went to work on her blouse. He could have worked the buttons in a matter of seconds, but instead ripped them off. The small disks popped off as the cool air ran over her now bared stomach. She had a flat stomach which rose and fell with her quickened puffs of breath.
He cut away her sleeves, shredding her clothing and stripping the last of her dignity. When he finished, he dropped the tatters back to the floor.
That left her in a bra and panties.
Julie’s nostrils flared as she gave tiny shakes of her head. She squeaked as he slipped the scissors blades into the bit of fabric holding the fabric cups over her full tits. He pulled it, the fabric gave way, and her bra broke. He reached out, pulled away the remains, and dropped those too. Then he cut away her panties, leaving her there, naked except for the tape which held her fast and kept her powerless.
Another quick snip took off her panties.
“You don’t like this. Do you?” he asked, breathing hard against the inner crevice of her ear. She shook her head and murmured something about how she was going to get him for this. He found her defiance amusing.
He didn’t hide the glee in his voice, “Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.”
“No. You can’t do this!” she struggled harder, and she got nothing for her efforts. Well, that wasn’t quite true as he slipped one hand between her legs. She rocked forward without glancing down, so she had no idea the motion was going to show her finger up her pussy.
She yelped when his fingertip penetrated her. She was already wet from their first kiss. He had no doubt she was going to grow even more excited. He slipped his finger deeper inside of her, found her clit, and wiggled his digit back and forth, up and down in the steady motions designed to make her whimper.
For several seconds, she tried not to react. Her lips tightened into a straight line as she concentrated on something else, anything to distract her. He couldn’t tell if she filled her head with math equations or something else, but it didn’t matter. Not even a little.
Her body began to respond. Her pussy got wetter and wetter until the scent of her excitement filled the room. Julie’s eyes opened as she glanced down and saw his hand there. He switched from his pointer to middle finger. He slid his finger up and down, faster and faster until her mouth opened half an inch. He saw the white of her teeth, and it made him hungry for her.
“Tell me you don’t like this,” he said, fingering her.
Julie tried to speak. When her panting kept the words from getting out, she shook her head instead. It was so cute, he thought, the way she fought. A huge part of him enjoyed this, but not the way she did. Her body writhed with ecstasy, and even if her brain insisted on defying him, Nathan didn’t really.
Her pleasure gave him leverage, which was why he stopped.
He pulled his finger from her crevice and held his finger up for her to inspect. The first and second segments were wet and shining. “You don’t like this?”
She growled at him. It was a dark, throaty sound. The growl turned into another frustrated moan because she wanted more. Desperation sang through her body. Before she fought the tape on the off chance of escaping. Now she simply wanted him to finish. He worked her so close to an orgasm, then stopped.
He left her hanging, both literally and figuratively, and now she didn’t know how to respond. Her mouth moved a couple times as though she wanted to shape the words but didn’t know which ones to pick. He savored her discomfiture and the way she struggled, obviously at war with herself.
Her body craved his touch even as her mind rebelled against what had happened.
“Are you sure you don’t like this?” he said and took a sniff of her finger. “It definitely seems like you’re enjoying this. Just look at how wet you are.” Her eyes focused on the tip of his finger right until he smeared her juices along her cheek. She flinched at his touch, only to snap her head back and stare at him defiantly.
“I don’t like this!” Then she swallowed again and seemed to remember how anger and aggression wouldn’t get her what she wanted. Julie was a smart girl. She knew how to manipulate guys, but all of her wiles and charms fled her. The tape was tight and made her hands and feet ache even as he mocked her endlessly. Simply the way he looked at her, like a predator, made her want to slap him.
But worst of all was the fact that her body craved more of his attention. She yanked at her restraints again. The tape stretched a fractioned inch, but she had zero chance of escape and knew it. From the way he watched her struggles, he understood it as well.
Nathan stroked her dry cheek even as he watched her fight the restraints. It was so adorable. Hot too, he thought as her tits rose and fell with every chugged gulp of air. Her face was flushed too, both from his attention and her struggle.
“You’re being very silly,” he told her with a knowing smirk.
“Screw you.”
“We’ll do that too,” he said easily which simply made her face go white. She pulled and fought some more only to remain perfectly trapped and bound.
He stopped her struggles by taking her chin in hand and forcing her to look straight at him. Then he reached down with his free hand and stroked her thigh. The color returned to her features even as her lips parted slightly with a gasp of desire.
“Are you sure?”
Her body started to shake with the longing and anticipation. She couldn’t help herself. Nathan savored the sight of her battle. She was at war with herself until she gulped and surrendered.
“I like it! Okay! Fine! You win! I like it!”
“Do you now?”
“Yes!” she said, her eyes desperate and almost bugging out. In response, Nathan traced tiny shapes on her thigh. He felt the heat from her vagina against his knuckles. He had never seen a girl this aroused. On some level, she must have loved the powerlessness. Some women simply got off on losing control, and it seemed she was one of them.
Of course, she would never admit it.
He grabbed a tuft of her soft blond hair and leaned in again, “Beg me to fuck you.” His breath warmed the curve of her ear and made her shiver again.
Julie’s breathing came panted gasps now. She tried to regain control of herself, but she couldn’t. His eyes commanded her along with his words. He owned her right then, and she knew it. She loathed to admit it, and some big part of her personality tried to fight back even as the rest of her body thrummed, eager to please if only to get the orgasmic release she wanted so very badly.
His captive hesitated for several heartbeats. Her body pulsated, so eager to please on the off chance of earning the reward she needed. But she couldn’t beg, could she? Julie wanted to be a good girl. She was never slutty like some of her friends. She could tease guys, but she wasn’t so hungry for sex that she had to put out or beg, only now he wanted to hear her plead.
Only she didn’t have a choice.
She yanked on her taped straps again. The burst of physicality cleared her head long enough for her to realize she didn’t get to pick how this played out. He could tease her for however long he wanted. It could be minutes or hours. Only she couldn’t take that kind of teasing so she did it.
Julie ran her tongue along her pink lips. “Please, please fuck me,” she whispered.
“Louder.”
Her eyes widened a flicker wider. But then she found her voice again, “Please, please fuck me. Please, I have to have you. I want to feel you inside me. Please! Please! I’ll do anything! I’ll be anything you want! Just give me what I need!” She sounded pathetic, like an addict who needed her fix, and yet Julie didn’t see what other choice she had. She needed this more than anything else, so she debased herself and begged for him to use her like a common slut.
Julie begged and watched his hand thinking it would stroke her again, his soft and firm caresses ready to bring her to a climax. He didn’t though. Instead, Nathan unzipped his fly, brought out his rock hard cock, and leaned closer. He licked her breasts, pressing his tongue down against her nipple until he tightened his lips around her areola. She gasped again, the desire pulsing through her body again.
She stared ahead, her eyes unfocused as the sensations of heat and touch overrode the rest of her brain. His cock slipped inside of her waiting body. Her lips spread for him as the tip of his penis pressed against her clit. He pushed in and pulled back out, a new rhythm of rocking his hips and cock. She shuddered with each motion as her body swelled on the pleasure of his touch. She wanted to feel him deep inside of her.
And Julie got her wish. Nathan pumped deep into her canyon, sliding his cock in and out, again and again. His captive moaned some more, only now the desperation was replaced by a throaty satisfaction. Ecstasy rushed through her body as she quivered against the tape. Held in place, she panted as her brain froze. Her lungs pumped, her heart thundered, and she started to sweat despite the cold air all around her.
He growled as he got closer and closer to his own orgasm. She shuddered as her body answered his touch. She came again and again even as he continued to plow her. Within several more quickened heartbeats, he felt his own climax coming on. It wouldn’t be long now even as he bit down and concentrated on controlling his body.
Julie had become his pet and property. He wanted her to lose all control to the way he touched her. The friction of their flesh left her powerless and commanded by the impulses of her body.
Nathan burst inside of her. He felt his cock throb as he continued to rock inside of her. Julie screamed out, a completely feral sound. Second by second, he felt himself throb inside of her for the best orgasm of his life.
And when he finally pulled out of her, Nathan felt a predatory grin spread across his features. That was the first time tonight.
His slave girl had passed out, he realized. She hung there, limp and drained and completely spent by her exertions. He smirked at her, reached up, and pinched her cheeks. He pushed up her head only to feel it loose in his grip. She was gone, he realized. The idea amused him more than he first expected.
“You’re good at this,” he said.
Nathan decided to leave her alone for a few minutes while he went back to his office. Julie worked in a cubicle, but he had a full office. He strolled back past the empty desks and stopped to look out over the sea of cubes.
By morning, there would be bunch of office drones here. He wondered what they would think of what transpired here tonight. He had a beautiful girl, naked and dripping his come, taped up in the storage closet. He chuckled to himself thinking that there had to be a dirty joke in there somewhere.
Shaking his head, Nathan got back to his space and pulled out a brown paper bag. When he first grabbed Julie, he hadn’t decided whether or not he wanted her to use this. It added a special kind of humiliation for his new property. Now he changed his mind and wanted to see her attired in the bag’s contents.
A minute later, he opened the door and heard a scream.
“Help! Please! Someone!” she cried out.
Nathan paused there, cocked his head as she continued to blubber out her pleas, and went a step further. He pushed the door open and crossed his arms over his chest. Julie kept at it for one, two, three, four, five seconds.
Then she ran out of breath and went limp again, hanging there from her taped restraints.
“Are you done?” he asked.
She lifted her head again and glowered at him as though the heat of her stare might be able to burn him down. Nathan chuckled some more even as he walked over and ripped the tape away from her ankles, then her wrists. She cried out each time.
For a second, she hesitated as though Julie couldn’t think what she was supposed to do. Then he grabbed her by the wrist and she let out a tiny yelp as he pulled her across the room to the one office chair.
“What? What are you doing?” Before, a defiant sense of denial had permeated her tone. Now confusion and fear mixed together. He savored the sound, especially since it meant she forgot to even struggle.
He forced the beautiful girl onto his lap and started to spank her. His hand came down several times in quick succession. She struggled to push off, but one hand at the small of her back kept her in place. He didn’t need restraints when she was so entertainingly weak. After that first round of sex and the drug’s lingering effects, he had no trouble controlling her.
She cried out with the first and third strikes. She started to whimper and wiggle but all serious resistance gave up. His hand came down twice more, leaving her tight little ass red and hot with lingering heat.