Falling into Black Read Free

twitching on the desk for his next attack. The next glorious rush of
pleasure pain.
    "You are an extra naughty girl, Ms.
Jones. Your body is just filthy and in need of discipline."
    I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
What was he going to do to me next? Fuck me?
    Please fuck me!
    He grabbed the paddle and turned it
around to its blunt rounded handle. The thing was thick, about the same girth
as a good-sized cock, and at least six inches long. He smirked when he looked
at my spread legs. The dripping ache of my sex. Ready and waiting just for him.
Then he rubbed the end over my moist clit, the baby soft touches exciting every
nerve in my groin. I moved my hips, trying to get a harder touch, but he pulled
it back and wagged his finger at me.
    "You need to learn patience, Ms.
Jones."
    I forced myself to sit still and held my
breath. After a moment, he smiled and rubbed the handle over my needy hole. The
wood had been carved smooth, the rounded head nudging inside me easily,
although my pussy gripped it tight.
    "Look at how hungry you are,"
he said.
    My only reply was a moan as he moved the
handle slowly in and out, each thrust an eternity of agony. It took all my
concentrated effort to sit still, my hands gripped tightly behind my back, my
legs spread as wide as possible. My breasts heaved, sweat trickling over my
skin. And Dorian Black -- Dorian Black fucking me with a paddle handle.
    Slowly he removed the handle and brought
it to his lips, lapping my juices from the smooth wood. Without a word he ran a
finger over my slit, slipping it inside my aching entrance.
    Then he slipped in a second finger,
moving them in and out more ferociously. His thumb tickled my clit and a third
finger join the fray. Slamming into me with an intensity that made me scream.
    It was impossible to sit still. I rolled
my hips into each thrust, and stared into his intense blue eyes.
    Why was he doing this? Did he really want
me? Chubby Alicia Jones?
    He grabbed a handful of my breasts,
squeezing and slapping them in turn with the finger fucking. My whole world
blurred, lost in the passion of the moment. The building pleasure tightening in
my cunt with each ruthless thrust.
    Moaning and twitching, I came. My pussy
squeezing his fingers, my juices dripping over his hand as he urged them deeper
and deeper inside.
    Sweat ran down his temple, his hair
somehow ruffled. Panting, he pulled his hand free and stared at me, naked and
satisfied on his desk. Without a word he untied my hands, then he walked in the
bathroom, and I heard the water come on.
    Suddenly embarrassed at my state of undress,
I pulled up my panties and bra and fixed my skirt.
    What the hell just happened? And why
couldn’t I control myself?
    Mr. Black walked out drying his hands,
and he glanced at me coolly. His cheeks were slightly flushed, but his eyes
were as distant as before.
    "I expect my things dry cleaned by
tomorrow morning, Ms. Jones," he said and picked up his phone. "Yes,
Ms. Anderson. I found my assistant. It's Alicia Jones. Send the rest of the
young ladies home, please."
    I stared at him -- Dorian Black -- my new
boss.
    "I got the job?"
    "Yes, Ms. Jones," he said.
"I expect you here by eight a.m. sharp. Got that?"
    "Yes, Mr. Black. But what about--"
    He held up a hand to silence me. "We
won't be discussing that, Ms. Jones. You're my personal assistant. You'll do whatever
I ask or you won't last very long. Have you got that?"
    My cheeks burned in shame.
    How could I've been so stupid? Of course
it wouldn't mean anything.
    But I still needed the job.
    "Yes, Mr. Black."
    "You can take a clean shirt out of
that closet, but bring it back laundered by tomorrow," he said and
pointed.
    I followed his directions and moved
towards his office doors after I’d pulled on a white man’s shirt.
    "And Ms. Jones," he said as I
was about to leave. "Remember to behave or I'll have to punish you
again."
    I swallowed the lump in my throat, my
skin itching for something I never knew I wanted.