Employee of the Month (Part 2)

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After a few agonising comments, the elevator reaches the lobby and stops with a ‘ding’. The doors fold open and I feel his hand resting on the small of my back. “Come, Stephanie.” He says simply, guiding me forward as he steps out of the elevator. I had definitely underestimated how hard it would be to walk with my legs tied at the knees. I’d done it before but it never gets easier. I'm also sure that my little frenemy wasn't left inside me by accident and that that was another intentional move from Nathan to torment me. Add that with high heels and I look like Bambi taking his first steps! 

Nathan watches me struggling and chuckles deviously. “Come on Stephanie, you can try harder than that.” He pokes me in the side, tickling me slightly and causing me to jump in surprise, almost toppling over. Another devilish chuckle escapes his mouth as he sees my visible distress. I so wish I had my hands free right now... not having them really messes with my balance! 

I glared at him intensely, hoping he would get the message not to taunt me in this current situation - which I'm sure will only fuel him more. We continue to make our way through the extravagantly large lobby, along the bright white marble flooring where the tapping of my heels is very much audible. To the normal person, I'm certain that the lobby would take about 5 minutes to travel through - to me? it felt like it would take 5 YEARS to walk to the other end with the way I'm trussed up! 

With every step, there is so much concentration in making sure that I wouldn't fall, or that I looked somewhat normal whilst I walked. Not only did I have to watch my step, but I also had to wrestle with the arousal that was now slowly stirring in my loins once again. The rubbing of the tight ropes against various parts of my body was clearly not an ally to me in this current situation. It was almost like they were cradling me, but teasing me at the same time. It was a never-ending cycle! 

As we walk past the front desk, it's apparent that the on-duty security guard is now on shift. I'm grateful the guard is sitting down and the desk is high otherwise I would be nervous for him to catch Nathan and me out in our little game. The guard gives us a quick glance and a nod as we pass him and Nathan politely bids him goodnight, before ushering me through the large door. One obstacle down... a whole parking lot to go. 

Part of me really would just love to beg Nathan to pick me up and carry me instead of forcing me to walk all this way, but I know he would never do that. It was a weird position to be in, yet I couldn't quite pull myself away from it. I wanted to see what his next move was. The walk over was silent between the two of us, but it wasn't awkward. It's almost as if that were to build the tension - in all of its forms. 

It's only then that I realised we arrived at his car. In a second he grabs me and spins me around, pinning me up against the back of it. I let out a gasp. He always knew how to catch me off guard.  "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" He interrupts my thoughts and I look over at him. "Oh, n-nothing," I said, trying to move my gaze away from his glaring eyes.

He leans in closer to me, leaving very little space between our faces, him keeping me trapped where I stood. I feel my heart beginning to race in anticipation. "I highly doubt that little miss. Now, tell me what's going on." He said to me softly, moving a stray hair out of my face. So domineering, yet so sweet and gentle. 

I knew that this was a moment that Nathan would be checking in with me. He may not have said it in so many words, but he didn't have to. "Talk to me." He urges, staring right at me with those damn eyes. Honestly, I think he's some sort of Greek God in disguise. "Well," I started off, licking my lips. "I was thinking about how I seem to have a lot of trust in you so quickly and how I kind of enjoy how much power you have over me..." I said shyly, feeling my face heat up in embarrassment once again and try to avert my gaze from his. 

"Is that so?' He replies, his voice dripping with amusement and accomplishment. "Mhm.." I nod meekly in response, finding every way I can to not look him in the face right now -- He KNOWS he won this little game now.  "If that's the case, then I'm sure you won't mind then if I slip a gag back in your cute mouth, place you in my trunk and whisk you away for some more fun?" He says, his eyes now piercing into mine and his brow raised in inquisition. 

We originally agreed to end the session at the end of the work day and he’d take me home, but with no work tomorrow and since I’m already tied up, why not let him kidnap me. He held his phone up to my ear so I could call the security group where I work to inform them I’d be extending the session. Once I got confirmation and Nathan paid for the extra time, we resumed our roleplay.

"Nathan I don't think that sort of thing is appropriate, what if you got caught somehow? There would be serious consequences." I said getting back into character. "You'll just have to make sure you're extra quiet then, won't you Stephanie?" He taunts me yet again, bringing his hand up to rub my cheek. 

"But-" He cuts me off. "No buts." He tells me, sternly. The look he's now giving me is serious and no-nonsense. He meant business. In a second, he swiftly turned me around so my back was facing him. With my legs and upper body tied up, I'm not really able to react quickly and I'm quickly embraced by his large and muscular arms, one hand clamping itself tightly over my mouth. 

I gasped in surprise, and wiggle around in his hold, but it was pretty pathetic. "You know I don't like defiance, don't start testing me now, little girl." He almost seethes in my ear, dominance dripping from his words. He was so bipolar! His gentle demeanor only lasted a fraction of a second before his dominance took over once again. It was then that Nathan pushed me forward, so I'm bent over the back of his car. 

"Mmmph!" I squeaked out, wiggling around. This only makes Nathan's grip over my mouth tighten. I then feel his breath against my ear and feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "No struggling, you got yourself into this. If you want to fight me, then we have to do things the hard way, Stephanie." He removes his hand from my waist and I feel his hand moving down, and taking the hem of my skirt and slowly pulling it up. 

My eyes widened in panic. What the hell was he doing?! "Mmmph!" I tried twisting around in the ropes, but it was to no avail. Nathan must have been crazy by this point, what the hell was going through his head right now? I didn't think I wanted to know. I tried to plead into his tight handgag, but my complaints were silenced when he brought his hand down onto my right buttcheek. 

"Mmmmph!" I yelped in slight pain. It didn't hurt really - was more for the shock factor. I couldn't believe he was able to get away with something like this in such a public place! Then again, the parking lot was empty, we were tucked away in a corner and it was dark. Nathan then takes the opportunity to continue smacking his hand down on my ass - much to my displeasure. He makes sure to alternate on each cheek, leaving neither without attention. 

Each hit gets a little more fierce than the last, but again never enough to really really hurt me. But by now, my ass is stinging and I'm sure it is a nice shade of pink. His assault on my rear end finishes and I'm left whimpering into his hand like a scolded little girl. The pain was bearable, but I think the embarrassment was what really got to me. How did I somehow get off on letting this man have this sort of control over me?

"Mmmph!" I whimpered pathetically into his hand - which is surprisingly still gripped around my mouth. "Take that as a taste of punishment for complaining and back talking. If you continue this type of behaviour, it'll be worse than a mere spanking." He explains, before pulling me back up - no sign of my skirt being pulled back down at all. I was pressed back up against him, my rear end pressed against his crotch and I could tell how much he really was enjoying this. 

Nonetheless, I definitely did not want to try his patience right about now. "Now you will stand here, and I don't want to hear a fucking word out of you other than Yes Sir, do you understand me?" He sternly snaps in my ear. "Mhm.." I quickly nodded, showing that I heard him crystal clear.  At this point, both his hands release themselves from around me and then I hear him going into his suit jacket pocket and grabbing -what I assume- were his car keys. 

Once he has them in hand, he makes quick work to pop the trunk of his sleek black car and opens it fully, before turning back to face me. His face was stoic, but it held so much authority. He points to the edge of the trunk. "Sit." "Y-Yes, Sir," I reply nervously, shuffling over to where he wanted me and hoping I wouldn't trip in my tight bondage and 4-inch heels. It takes a few seconds but I manage to perch myself on the edge of the trunk, where I see Nathan fetching behind me to grab another coil of rope. Does he have those just in his car?!

He unravels the coil quickly and bends down, grabbing my ankles and binding them together, all whilst remaining silent as he did so. I felt the bite of the ropes around my ankles, tightening with every wrap and I grunted slightly. Before I know it, my ankles are tightly welded together with white cotton rope, and I'm once again, efficiently bound and unable to escape. I know for sure Nathan gets a kick out of that. 

"Open your mouth, Stephanie." Nathan simply says to me, wasting no time in grabbing what I think is a red ball gag... A very large one at that! I don't protest and open my mouth, dreading him using this on me - but did I REALLY dread it that much? Of course, I knew deep inside me that I enjoyed every single moment of this. No matter how much I would try to deny it. I feel the bright red rubber ball being pushed into my mouth and I squeak slightly when I feel it stretching my mouth even wider than I would have imagined. 

Holy crap! This thing is going to make me drool almost instantly! "Mmmph!" I whined into the gag as he tightly fastens it behind my head, ensuring I won't be able to dislodge it somehow. I tested my ropes once again and knew I was definitely stuck. "Hush up, I told you I didn't want to hear anything from you. Do you want to be punished again?" He grasps my chin firmly, turning my face so I'm looking into his eyes. "Mmm-mmm. Mmm Srrmph." I quickly shook my head, hoping I could show him remorseful I was with big puppy dog eyes.

"Good girl." Nathan smirks cockily and pats my head gently. "Now to get you situated for our little ride." My heart begins to race once more when I realise that he was definitely going to put me in his trunk. Was I more scared, or excited? I couldn't really tell. Nathan then maneuvers my body and gently sets me in the trunk, rolling me onto my side so that I'm looking up at him. He reaches in and caresses my cheek gently. 

As I stare into his glistening hazel eyes, I feel myself swooning! "Are you going to be well-behaved, Stephanie?" He questions. "Ysssmph Srrrmph." I nodded, looking into those eyes still, leaning my cheek into his large and warm hand. "Perfect." He grins, showing his perfectly white teeth. He then pulls away. "Now, no noise." He points at me, before swiftly closing the trunk and leaving me in darkness. 

What the hell?! He wouldn't even at least ease me into that? Ugh, he really didn't make things easy.I hear him walking to the driver's seat and getting in, before starting up the car and then slowly pulling out of the parking lot. It was then that a familiar sensation sprung to life in my nether regions. A low humming, buzzing sound. I gasp in surprise and built-up arousal. He turned the damn vibrator on again! The bastard! 

I then feel the car begin to pick up speed and start moaning into my huge ball gag at the arrival of my little frenemy. God knows how long Nathan would tease me with this for! This was going to be a long ride. 

I didn’t think I could get any more aroused than I already was - clearly I underestimated. It must have only been a few moments after we had started driving, and I’m once again, beginning to fall victim to the vibrations pulsing inside me. Add this with the hum of the car as we drove. I shifted from my side and rolled onto my stomach, letting out a small huff when I noticed I’m drooling - and quite profusely. There was no way I could stop that! 

The tight cotton ropes encircling my body hug and tease me, almost taunting me that I was unable to escape their hold. There was absolutely no slack in the ropes and I wince slightly as I attempt to struggle even a little. Nathan definitely was a pro at knots. I groaned in arousal and frustration. The fierce woman in me wanted to cuss him out for all the teasing he’s been doing to me today, in addition to stuffing me in his TRUNK. However, the submissive in me wants to just stay quiet and let him play out all his desires. 

I know I’m a submissive at heart, and I was almost ashamed to say how much of a nymph I’d become over the last few hours.The drive continues for a few more moments and then the vibrations increase in intensity, which leads me to start whining and panting into the massive ball gag wedged in between my lips. Unlike before, the vibrations are constant. Which means I probably won't be able to keep my moans and groans to a minimum, whilst also bucking my hips in the direction of the pesky vibrator. 

It was still crazy to me that this morning when I walked into work, I believed that it would be a very normal bondage session. Who would have ever thought that this is where I ended up? But, I wouldn't have it any other way. My current situation had to be something that even I couldn't have dreamed of, but knew all along it was something I would die for. This is where my mind ends up in such a mess. 

The relentless vibrations continue for a little bit longer and then it shuts off completely, allowing me some sort of respite. I let out a sigh somewhat in relief. I take this time to see about wiggling around some more in the many coils of rope Nathan has wrapped around me. Imagine if I was able to get loose somehow? I'm not sure if he would be impressed or angry. knowing him, he'd use that as a way to tie me up even tighter than he already did. 

I know he would definitely love that. I had rolled over onto my stomach by this point, stretching my fingers out and seeing if there was any way that I'd be able to reach a knot that held my wrists together. Every time that I thought that I could feel it, it ended up being another wind of rope.I continued for a few moments but the efforts were to no avail. Now I'm panting tons and drooling profusely. I bet that was a glamorous look. I didn't actually want to escape - but there's no harm in trying, right? Not like I can really do much else. 

I guess I was feeling mischievous. Maybe I could try to untie my legs first? After taking my little breather, I shuffled back over onto my side and tried stretching my arms down to see if I could get to the ropes around my knees - another failure. Now, I was getting frustrated. If Nathan wasn't teasing me sexually, he damn well made sure I'd be stuck like this unable to do anything about it. I guess that this truly was the definition of helplessness. It was a feeling I'd always wanted to experience, but I didn't expect it to be like this. This was definitely more intense. 

Struggling and grunting in that huge ballgag resumes, but then there comes a point that I can't keep going. I really tired myself out. Not to mention that I'm covered in my own drool and very aroused. I rest my head on the bottom of the trunk, letting out a huff of air and closing my eyes momentarily. God, that really IS a workout. 

Just when I thought I could maybe relax, it was cut short instantly. You guessed it. The vibrator was back. I let out a long groan and whimper into my gag. Can't I ever get a break?! The vibrator was back at a high intensity again, so it wasn't long before I was at maximum arousal, hoping to reach my peak soon. Now I'm left all tied up and whimpering into that red rubber ball. I squeeze my eyes shut, arching my back as I let out another moan. Oh god, I loved to hate that damned vibrator. 

Since I was in the trunk, I had no concept of time. So, what feels like forever, may only be 2 minutes. Or maybe 2 minutes was really 10? I couldn't tell at all. I was getting closer and closer to reaching that all-amazing bliss point but if I knew Nathan at all, he'd somehow telepathically sense this and turn it off before I could. He really was such an asshole. 

If only I could find a way to shut that off. I'm somewhat mortified of my dirty and sexual thoughts. In all my excitement I hadn't even realised that the car had come to a stop. It was only when I heard the slam of the car door closing that alerted me. Had he driven back to his place? I guess I would find out soon. However, the vibrator was still on. Was he going to grant me my release before we went inside?I hear his shoes clicking with every step he makes - it's almost agonisingly slow. 

Within a few moments, I hear him outside the trunk, before he slowly pops it open. I have to close my eyes for a moment due to the lights from the parking garage. I open them again, to see Nathan towering over me as usual with that damned smirk on his face. "Fun ride?" He taunts. He still hadn't turned off the vibrator, so I was left with the buzzing machine of doom, still keeping me oh-so-close to my peak. "Mmmph!" I grunted into the gag, wiggling around some more. I'm sure my hips were grinding against the bottom of the trunk again. 

A chuckle emits from his lips as he leans in and gently strokes my hair, moving the stray strands out of my eyes. He reaches into his top left pocket and uses his silk handkerchief to wipe all the drool from the lower half of my face. I'm still whining and wiggling around, hoping he'll entertain me when he brings my face up so I'm staring into his eyes. "Oh, poor baby, not able to cum yet?" He asks, condescendingly. I narrowed my eyes at him in response, again wishing there was some way I could take that smirk off his face. 

"Nnnmmph!" I whined and shook my head, hoping that in some way, he might take pity on me and maybe not leave me waiting forever for a climax. If he kept it on the level it was at now with a few extra moments, I'm sure I'd be able to tip myself over the edge. But it's never that simple, is it? "Unfortunately my sweet girl, you're going to have to wait just a bit longer before I can grant you your release. We've gotta get you upstairs." He explains, pulling out the vibrator's remote. 

No! He couldn't do this to me AGAIN! Oh my god, how was this ever fair?!"Nnnmmmph!!" I shrieked and shook my head rapidly, trying to get him to leave the vibrator on.  "Quiet Stephanie, there's no need for all that noise," Nathan commands, leaving me only to whimper helplessly into the huge ball stuffed in my mouth."Now I'm going to turn the vibrator off for the time being and I don't want any fuss about it - Yes Sir?"

I so wanted to rebel and tell him to go fuck himself, but I knew that was the arousal talking. If I wanted to get my way with him, I knew the way to play the game. I sigh softly and nod. "Yssmmph Smmph"His smirk becomes even bigger. "Good girl." He makes sure I can see him using the remote to turn off the vibrator, and I'm sure he saw it in my face that he broke my heart a little.I whimpered as a result. 

"Oh, Stephanie, you'll have plenty of time to orgasm. Now swing your legs out of the trunk and get yourself to the edge." He says, pulling away from me. I did as he asked, finding it quite the task to be shuffling around in his trunk since I was so tightly bound and gagged. Once I get to the edge and I'm sat up, he carefully lifts me out, leaving me to stand next to the car as he closes the trunk and locks the car. Wasn't he going to untie me so I could walk to wherever we had to go? 

He turns to face me, holding up the remote control to the vibrator once more."Since it's so apparent that you're desperate, let's play a game, shall we?" He grins down at me. "Mmmph?" I question, raising a brow at him. What the hell did he have planned now?! "You're going to make your way up to my apartment with me and with the help of our little friend. If you manage to keep your composure until we arrive in the apartment, I'll happily allow you your orgasm. If however, you fail and release before we reach our destination... you'll have to be punished, my dear." 

My eyes almost fall out of my head. I would have also said my jaw dropped in utter shock, but that's already being wedged open by the largest ball gag ever!In what world did he think we could do this? If someone saw us, we'd be screwed! He laughs a bit and wraps his arms around my waist. "Oh, I love seeing that look in your eye... like a little deer in headlights." He grins down at me. "Mmmph!" I tried to protest and he immediately quietened me down again. 

"This whole part of the parking garage is private. And that elevator we take? It's also private. No one is going to see us. No one unauthorized will be around here. Now I suggest you get to hopping little one before I change my mind and have to punish you for disobeying my orders." he tells me, his eyes clouding over with lust. Out of nowhere, I felt the vibrations start up again and I moaned into my gag. He removes his arms from around me and then firmly spanks each butt cheek once, making me jump and yelp. "Now little bunny, hop to it."

I couldn't believe my ears at hi's commands, but the little nymph inside of me wasn't going to let me rebel against him. Part of me was also afraid about what he would do if I disobeyed him again - I did not want to find that out any time soon. However, that little buzzing bullet of doom was making things so very hard for me... 

I steadied myself slightly and made a little hop forward, gasping slightly in fear as I felt myself wobbling. Nathan is behind me in a second and puts a hand on the small of my back. "Don't worry, I won't let you fall." He softly coos in my ear. "Keep going." He encourages me. I continue to make hops forward, getting bigger each time as my confidence grows. It takes about five minutes, but Nathan and I make it towards the elevator and the stainless steel door opens almost as soon as he presses the button. 

I'm then shuffled into the elevator before being situated in the corner, panting and grunting into that huge ball gag. Gosh, that's a workout! On the other hand, the vibrator is working on me. In between the panting, I'm moaning into the rubber ball too! He then leans over and presses the button near the top of the tower of buttons."Someone's enjoying themselves aren't they?" He chuckled, pulling me out of my thoughts. I look over to see him inching closer to me, his signature smirk occupying his face. The vibrations increase in power and intensity and my eyes go wide.

"Mmmph!" I yelped into the rubber ball in my mouth, straining against the ropes encircling my body. I then begin to curse him behind the gag and all he can do is laugh. "I can't put into words how entertaining this is, watching you struggle in those ropes and moan into that big ball in your mouth." He tells me, as he moves very close to me. He brings his hand up and moves some hair away from my face and neck, exposing it to him as he eyes it up. 

Before he could do anything, the elevator had reached its floor and the doors opened. I whine pathetically. Why can I not just have one easy moment of pleasure? "Come along Stephanie, there's only a little left to go. Can you handle it?" He teases, grabbing a hold of the belt around my jacket and tugging me forward, towards him. 

"Get moving little one, I don't have all night." He continues. I send him a glare and huff into the red rubber ball, before beginning the task of hopping once more. He keeps a hold of my belt, guiding me towards the apartment door which is directly opposite the elevator. The door is a dark mahogany brown with a gold handle that needs a key card to open it. Very suave. 

As I'm about to take my last few hops to reach the door, Nathan does the unspeakable thing and increases the vibrator to the max. I almost toppled over right then and there! "Mmmmph!" I screech. His laugh echoed through the hallway. Of course, he finds this so damn funny. 

"Almost there now, I know you can hold out just a little longer. I just have to find where I put my key and we can go in. Sounds good?" He stares down at me. I nod frantically at him. Hurry up and let me in this apartment already! Another tug at my belt forces me to make another few baby hops before I'm right next to his apartment door, where Nathan starts to search his pockets for his key card. 

He's doing this on purpose! He checks every outside pocket and at this moment, I could easily feel myself teetering on the edge of orgasm. Oh for goodness sake, please stop dragging this out. Alongside the moaning and grunting, I then begin to whine and plead to him to stop being so slow. 

He notices and tugs me close to him, so our bodies are pressed up next to each other. "If you think that the noise you're making right now is going to make me go any faster, you are sorely mistaken. You forget that you're the one in control of your body right now. If you want release, do so. You just have to endure the consequences of your actions Stephanie." He says, his voice stern and his eyes a dark chocolate brown. 

I instantly pipe down. Now obviously, an orgasm was what I wanted more than anything. Nevertheless, I would not look forward to whatever 'punishment' he would be dolling out later on as a result. He then uses his free hand and reaches into his inside pocket, producing the golden key card, waving it in front of my eyes in a teasing manner. 

He lets go of me and moves to insert the card into the door, making it beep before opening it. To be honest, I'm lucky I'm able to even focus on anything else at this current moment other than this vibrating bullet. Just a few more steps and you can have the orgasm you want - do not screw this up now! 

Nathan enters the apartment a little, turning to face me. His hand reaches out to grip onto my jacket's belt once more, and tugs on it. "Come to me, my captive." He purrs. "Mmmmm..." I groan in total arousal. Seriously, I think I'm going to need to go to therapy after this. I try to forget about the vibrations in my crotch (keyword, TRY) and hop towards him as he backs into the apartment. 

As I hop forward, the continuous garbled moans and groans are emitting from my ball-gagged mouth. I'm also sure I'm panting like a dog again. Finally, I cross the threshold to his apartment and he closes the door behind me. I squeeze my eyes closed for a second and want to weep with joy. 

I made it! Then the vibrations stop completely. You have got to be KIDDING me! Now, I'm furious. He did not just make me go to all of the efforts of making my way up here, bound and gagged just so he could tease me like this! If I would have known that, I would have just had the orgasm and taken the punishment! 

Nothing could have been worse than this, surely. "Well done Stephanie, I'm glad you've completed your first little bondage challenge." Nathan grins down at me. I want to slap that smirk off his face so bad right now. "I can tell this doesn't please you...Now yes I did say I would happily grant you an orgasm... but did I tell you that I would give you one as soon as you arrived here?" He raises an eyebrow as he questions me. 

My face feels hot and flustered and I'm ready to cuss Nathan out to oblivion. Well, I just assumed it was implied! "As I mentioned before my little captive, there will be plenty of time for that. Right now, you need a break." He told me. And at that moment, I was stunned. A break? I don't want a break! What I WANT, is to get off! I deserve that much after the day I've had. 

I begin to whine and plead once more into the red ballgag, but Nathan puts his index to my mouth, hushing me. "This is not up for discussion. You've been tied up all afternoon and your muscles need a break. I can't have you going all stiff and your limbs going numb, alright?" He tells me gently. This was a side I hadn't seen from him yet - it was strange.

"So, I'm going to get this ballgag out of your mouth, untie you, then I'll rub some of those sore muscles, yes?" I let out somewhat of a disappointed sigh and nodded slowly. He was probably right. "Mhm." I mumbled behind the gag. "Good girl." He grins, before moving behind me to unbuckle the leather straps of the rubber ball.