Late Night at the Office (f/f, bdsm, cons)
by Barbara F.
Standard disclaimers apply, etc., etc.
Allison sat at her desk, eyes glued to the computer. She was working late as usual--her job as a lawyer in a busy downtown firm practically demanded it. She was proofreading a presentation she was working on for the next day, trying to make sure she got everything absolutely right. As she read, she absently brushed her strawberry blonde hair out of her eyes.
Allison was young, and an attractive woman. Many of the office partners wondered why she wasn't married yet, and didn't even seem interested in dating--especially not any of the many male lawyers from the firm who'd tried! Allison used the excuse that she didn't like to mix business with pleasure, but they still questioned it.
A door opened to the side of Allison's office, and another young woman slipped in. Sherri was a secretary in the office, and also happened to be working late this evening. "Hi Allison," she said softly, so as not to startle the other woman.
Allison looked up. "Oh, hi Sherri. I didn't think anyone else was still here!"
"Well, I was just about to leave when I saw your light on. You should go home too, you know. You need your rest for that presentation tomorrow."
"Oh..." Allison shrugged. "I'll be fine."
Sherri walked over to Allison's desk, standing behind her. She lightly rested her hands on Allison's shoulders. "You feel tense," Sherri said. "Why don't you let me give you a back massage?"
Before Allison could say anything, Sherri had begun kneading her fingers into Allison's back, finding the sore spots and massaging them gently.
"Oh, Sherri," Allison sighed. "That feels so good." She leaned back in her chair and relaxed her neck and back for the first time in a long while.
"I'm glad you like it," Sherri smiled. As she continued the backrub, Sherri slowly began to slide her hands further forward on Allison's shoulders, until she was almost touching her breasts. Allison had her eyes closed and didn't seem to notice. Sherri lightly brushed the left nipple, and a shudder went through Allison's body, but she still didn't protest. "Hmmm," Sherri thought to herself, "so the rumors in the office might have some truth to them after all. This could be interesting." She leaned down toward Allison and kissed her lightly on the back of the neck, while continuing her massage. Finding no resistance, she spun Allison's chair around.
Allison smiled. "Sherri, are you coming on to me?"
"Well...I suppose you could say that."
"Good. I've thought you were attractive for a while, but never had the courage to act on it." Allison pulled Sherri down into her lap, and began kissing her. Sherri closed her eyes and returned the kiss with passion. She didn't see Allison's hand slowly reaching into a drawer of her desk....
Suddenly, with one swift motion, Allison grabbed Sherri's arms and clasped them behind her back. Sherri felt cold steel around her wrists as handcuffs were locked around them.
"Allison! What...I mean..."
Allison smiled. "And now to do this right." She unbuttoned Sherri's jacket, pushing it down around her arms and exposing the sheer beige shell she wore underneath. Allison played with her nipples through the fabric, first with her fingers and then with her tongue until the material over Sherri's breasts was quite see-through. Sherri moaned softly at first, then a bit louder. Allison then took a pair of scissors and a scarf out of her desk. When Sherri saw what she was about to do, her eyes widened. "No, Allison! Please! I don'tmmmphh..." Her last words were muffled as Allison pushed the scarf into her mouth and tied it behind her head. Sherri was pretty helpless now, and she knew it. She whimpered softly as Allison cut through the thin material of her shirt, pushing it back and exposing the white lace bra underneath.
"You're lucky, Sherri. This bra opens in the front." Allison opened the bra and began fondling Sherri's large, beautiful breasts in earnest, taking them in handfuls and pressing the nipples into her mouth. When she tongued both nipples at once, Sherri went crazy. Her hips gyrated against Allison's legs.
"Hmmm...we may need a bit more space." Allison forced Sherri to stand, and cleared off a space on her desk. She pushed Sherri down onto it so that she lay spread out, arms above her head. Allison then began running her hands slowly up and down Sherri's nylon-covered legs. She went almost up to the place where they joined, then stopped teasingly, eliciting a groan from Sherri.
"Do you want me to stop?" asked Allison. Sherri shook her head emphatically no. "Well then...." said Allison, "you'll have to accept whatever I choose to do to you. Can you do that?" Sherri nodded. To her surprise, once she'd gotten over the initial shock of being cuffed and gagged, Sherri found she was getting quite aroused.
Allison continued her torturous passage up and down Sherri's legs, getting a bit closer to the juncture each time. She then stopped abruptly. She moved closer to Sherri and grasped her skirt. Sherri, understanding what Allison wanted, raised her hips obediently to allow Allison to remove it. She did so very slowly and teasingly. Once the skirt was off, Allison stepped back to get a good look at this beautiful woman. Sherri had a nice body, with large breasts and a small waist. It was obvious that she worked out regularly. Allison moved to Sherri's feet, removing the high heels she was wearing and massaging each foot a bit before moving on. She then worked the pantyhose down her legs and removed these as well. Allison was delighted to find that Sherri wore no panties under them.
"Now roll over onto your stomach," Allison commanded. Sherri looked at her, wondering what would be next. "Do it!" Allison said forcefully. Sherri had no choice but to obey. She heard a drawer open and close, but could not see what Allison was doing. Then she felt a light slap on her bare ass. Then harder, and harder. It felt as though she was being whipped with some long, thin object. The slaps continued until Sherri's bare bottom was quite red and sore, then Allison abruptly said, "Roll over." Sherri did so, wincing at the pain in her ass, and saw that the offending object was a ruler. She had little time to see anything else though, because Allison suddenly pushed three fingers into Sherri's wet pussy. She was surprised at how wet Sherri was, and felt glad that she was enjoying her punishment. Sherri gasped as Allison began finger-fucking her, using her thumb to stimulate Sherri's sensitive clit. Just when she was on the verge of climax, though, Allison stopped.
"I've been doing all these things for you...isn't it about time you did something for me, Sherri dear?" Allison pulled Sherri off the desk and gestured for her to kneel in front of her on the floor. Allison then quickly removed her own skirt, hose, and panties and straddled Sherri's face. Sherri, quite aroused herself by this time, began to lick and suck at Allison's cunt and clit.
"Oh, don't stop....it feels so good...oh, right there!" Allison gasped and sighed her way to an orgasm, then got down on the floor beside Sherri, pushed her down on the ground, and returned the favor. Aided by Allison's enthusiastic tongue and fingers, Sherri quickly climaxed. The tension had built up for so long she almost couldn't stand it when she finally got release.
The two women lay on the floor for a few moments, exhausted by their efforts, then Allison sat up and reached for her desk. She unlocked the handcuffs and removed the gag, then looked over at Sherri.
"I hope I wasn't too rough...I know I surprised you."
Sherri blushed, aware she couldn't hide the excitement she had felt. "I didn't mind...I liked it!"
"Good," Allison smiled, pulling on her clothes. "And now I think it's time for us both to go home."
"But what about my shirt?" Sherri protested.
"That's your problem," laughed Allison as she walked out the door. "Don't forget to turn out the light!"
Sherri sighed, then buttoned her jacket over the remains of her torn blouse. As she walked to her car, she thought over the interesting evening. "Well, one thing's for sure," she said to herself, "I certainly won't mind working late anymore!!"
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