Seven's Diary (Hers #4.5) Read Free Page B

reason he moved me to his floor with a new spacious office. I didn’t give a rat’s ass though. I would continue to climb the corporate ladder any way I fuckin’ could. Period. And I would bask in the enjoyment of my corner office, even if it meant I was that woman who was sleeping with her boss. A girl has to get ahead somehow.
    “Permission to speak, Master and Mistress?” Lucas interrupts my thoughts, and I nod giving him approval, only waiting for Robert to do the same.
    “Permission granted,” he says. I make a mental note of speaking to my sub, giving him the verbal answer instead of a simple nod. It is far more effective.
    Lucas stands still for a moment, only staring at me. Before I can become self conscious and irritated he finally speaks.
    “Thank you Master Robert for bringing such a beautiful Mistress.” Beautiful? I don’t think anyone has called me that, well before Robert, but our relationship really isn’t your traditional hearts, and romance. His compliment makes me uncomfortable. I am not used to compliments from men, and it sets me off. It shouldn’t bother me, and I almost feel bad for the wrath I am about to take out on his poor man.
    “On your knees.” I demand. “Facing away from me.” I turn around and face Master Robert. He can read me like a book judging by his disappointment.
    “On the bed, Lucas. I’ll get you ready for Mistress Marilyn. Mistress, you will find your strap on to the right, please bring it to me so I can get you familiar with your equipment for the evening.”
    On the wooden table I find what looks to be a leather belt and a dildo. I mean, I’ve seen quite a few of those in my lifetime. I was a single woman for some damn time. I laugh to myself as I pick both pieces up. Robert watches me closely. Not amused by my humor in the situation.
    “Give me the leather piece, Mistress.” As he pulls it from my hands he holds it up, and the design makes sense. “Come here, I will slip it on for you. But this is the only time I am going to help you with this. You are expected to perfect this, Mistress.” As he holds the harness up, I step one foot in at a time careful not to lose my balance on my sky high, black leather heels. The same ones Master Robert insisted I wear.
    “Have I mentioned how much I love those shoes, Mistress?” I smile at his approval. The smallest bit of validation from him sends me soaring. Like a drug I get high on. The most natural high I could feel.
    “Yes, Sir.” I smile at him, because he genuinely makes me happy. This fucked up relationship brings me some of the greatest joy I have ever known. I am unsure what it says about me and my character but I am pretty sure I don’t care.
    “Now, I am sure you can figure out the second piece,” he says as he winks at me. “I will start out with Lucas, and once I am finished, you get your turn. Watch me. Watch my movements. Study me, and watch how it is done, not to cause pain, but pleasure. This isn’t about hurting our sub. It is about demonstrating dominance while sharing mutual pleasure. If you do a good job, you will be rewarded just as Lucas will be.” His words send a chill through my body. I want to please him. I want to be rewarded by him.
    “Yes, Master.” I watch how he lowers his pants and begins to stroke his cock to life, slowly growing under the touch of his own hands, before he rounds Lucas, standing in front of him. His cock rests at Lucas’ eye level, and Master Robert nods in his direction. Without second thought, Lucas opens his mouth, taking Robert’s cock. Slowly at first, but speeding up as he clearly deep throats the Master’s cock with ease. I am almost impressed at his cock sucking skills. I could probably learn a great deal from the sub himself.
    “Good boy, Lucas.” Master Robert encourages him as he pulls away, hard cock standing at attention. The same cock that was buried deep inside me yesterday afternoon as Robert bent me over his overpriced desk, after his