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"Miss Anderssen, could you meet me in Conference Room D before you leave for the day?"
Ariel smiled. Conference Room D was the only meeting room that didn't have windows visible by the rest of the office. Given she and her boss had been having an affair for months now, she had a feeling he wanted a quickie before going home to his frigid wife.
"Of course, sir," Ariel replied. "Five minutes?"
"That will be fine," he replied.
Ariel smirked as she saved her files and began logging off for the day. Mr. Hall hadn't initiated anything with her for over a week, but he'd been in the middle of a pretty sizeable business deal that was supposed to have closed today.
Once she finished closing down her work, she peeked around the sides of her cubicle to make sure no one was watching. Then, she reached up under her skirt, hooked her panties and pulled them down her long, shapely legs.
The last time she hooked up with him after work, he'd been in such a hurry that he ripped her panties off, and Ariel didn't want this pair ruined.
Ariel stood up, smoothed her skirt down and adjusted herself. Then she walked down to Conference Room D.
Mr. Hall was seated near the table as she walked in.
"Strip," he ordered.
He isn't wasting any time today, Ariel thought, as she slowly began unbuttoning her blouse.
Mr. Hall wore a wry smirk on his face as she pulled off her clothes one-by-one. Ariel was a bit unnerved by his silence, but he wasn't interrupting her.
Saving the skirt for last, she bent forward at the waist as she pulled the garment over her butt and dropping it to the floor. Hopefully, he appreciated the fact that she'd saved a step by removing her panties early.
As she stood back up, she realized Mr. Hall had moved behind her, grabbing her in his strong arms. While kissing the back of her neck, he took a hold of her wrists and crossed them behind her back.
Moments later, Ariel felt rope being wrapped around them. This wasn't the first time Hall had gotten kinky with her, though.
"Mmm," Ariel cooed. "Are we celebrating, or am I consoling you?"
"Oh, the deal went through just fine," Hall replied, pushing Ariel against the table and compelling her to bend over the edge.
Ariel expected to be taken from behind, but instead, Hall reached under her thighs and lifted her up on the table.
Still on her stomach, Hall bent her knees up, crossed her ankles and tied the other end of the rope around them as well.
This is new, she thought.
Once Ariel was securely hogtied, Hall stepped in front of her.
"All the negotiation of the past few days got me thinking," Hall explained. "Miss Anderssen, what's the one thing you won't do for me?"
Momentarily shocked, Ariel realized he was talking about oral sex. It was something she had grown to dislike from the first time she had sex. Now that she was in her thirties, she flat-out refused to do it any more.
"Do you mean blowjobs?" she replied, tugging at the ropes binding her. "If that's what you want to discuss, then let's talk about it, but I'm not sure I'm in the mood for anything else right now."
Hall brought something over and sat it on the table next to her face.
Ariel looked down, seeing a black strap with a leather oval in the middle of it, and a small plastic phallus centered in the middle.
"Are you kidding me?" Ariel gasped. "This is outrageous! Untie me!"
Hall just laughed. By way of response, he picked up the gag, and forced the dildo into Ariel's mouth. Then he pulled the straps behind her head and buckled it tightly.
Aghast, Ariel cursed through the rubber invader. It wasn't long enough to make her gag, but just the feeling of a penis-shaped object in her mouth disgusted her.
"I was telling my friend Pete about your 'hesitation'," Hall continued. "That's when he told me about some sure-fire technique he has for getting women used to it, and some even learn to enjoy it."
Ariel stopped, not sure what he was implying.
"To that end, Pete will be picking you up in a few minutes. He will take you away to be trained, and once you're ready, you can come back to work with a threefold salary raise."
Ariel's head was spinning. Did Hall think money could fix everything?
"Of course, if you fail..." Hall paused. "Well, let's not worry about that right now."
Ariel whined, she tried begging for mercy, but if Hall could understand her, he ignored her. A knock on the conference room door interrupted her thoughts.
"Ah, that's probably Pete," Hall said, reaching for the doorknob.
Kristoffer Wolff is the author of numerous action and adventure thrillers featuring detectives, superheroines, and other damsels in varying degrees of peril and distress. You can find out more and purchase his work at KristofferWolff.com.