Page 116 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
After delivering Ben’s coffee, I went back to my desk and got to work. There was an email from Mr. Daniels asking me to provide feedback about the new toy he had demonstrated a couple of weeks ago. I quickly replied that I would have it to him by the end of the day, then got to work writing something I hoped would be impressive.
A short time later, Master asked me to join him in his office.
I instantly noticed the pillow beside his chair, so I went over and knelt beside his desk. He finished typing before turning his chair and retrieving something from the bookshelf behind him. He then swiveled to face me.
“Spread your knees apart,” he instructed.
I shifted, widening them.
“Place your hands on your thighs, palms up, straighten your spine, and lift your chest.”
His instructions basically changed my entire position. It felt as though I was offering myself up to him.
“That’s the way you will kneel going forward. You’ll also keep your eyes downturned. But not now.”
I nodded.
“I have a client who has asked me to provide her with some feedback on her latest manuscript. It has yet to be published and she’s having concerns about a couple of scenes.”
I kept my eyes on his face as he spoke, unsure what this had to do with me.
“I’d like for you to read it and tell me what you think.”
I frowned. “Okay, Master.”
He held the bound papers out for me. I glanced down and noticed the title: Her Total Submission.
“Is this fictional, Master?” I assumed it was, but I asked anyway.
“It is. She’s renowned in her genre and it’s because she’s very particular about her scenes.”
I met his gaze again. “I’d be honored to read it.”
“I’ll give you until we return from the holiday. Then I’ll plan to have you act out the two scenes in question to ensure feasibility. After that, you can provide detailed feedback that I will pass along to her.”
“Yes, Master.”
“That’s all for now, pet.”
Part of me wished that Master would’ve asked for something more from me—because I longed for his touch—but he didn’t and I didn’t linger in his office. I knew he had a plan for me, and I trusted that he knew what was best. It seemed with every passing minute, every new day, I trusted him more, seeking his guidance. I had no idea how the transformation had happened, but I wasn’t questioning it either.
Ever since he had asked me to research BDSM, I found myself craving more details. I’d read everything I could possibly find, including numerous blogs written by both Dominants and submissives. I was versed enough now that I could tell the difference between an experienced Dominant and a wanna-be. It wasn’t like there was a subtle difference. A true Dominant did not glorify himself the way a wanna-be did and he had a distinct way of articulating. I found it fascinating.
And truthfully, the information I had stumbled upon was informative. I found an online community dedicated to the lifestyle. I joined so that I could get a better understanding of the various relationships. In fact, last weekend, I found myself reading a conversation regarding a bratty submissive. It seemed the submissive had boasted about her interactions with her master and how she’d been able to garner his attention by acting out.
It seemed there was a difference when it came to brats. They were a real thing, I learned. Some Doms appreciated having a bratty submissive because they kept things lively, but their reasons for being a brat didn’t come from seeking attention in a negative manner. It took me a while to understand the difference.
This particular submissive’s actions, as well as her pride in them, had seemed rather childish to me, but I’d read all the comments. Most of them were from Dominants stating that her behavior was uncalled for and that she needed to step back and take a mental review of her life. They had stated that if she had to act out in order to get attention, then she was obviously missing something in her life or in her relationship. They had suggested she have a conversation with her master.
It was fascinating to see the interactions and to witness the care and devotion that were the underlying strength of this community. It seemed because of the negative connotation that was placed on the D/s relationship by people who didn’t understand the true dynamic, there were both submissives and Dominants who went into it for the wrong reasons. Those who were truly dedicated to the lifestyle were focused on teaching and sharing best practices.
The fact that I had no preconceived notions made me thirst for more information. Plus, I had an ulterior motive.
I wanted to please my bosses.
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Master arrived at my apartment promptly at seven o’clock. Before I left the office, he had handed me a wrapped box, with the instruction that I was not to open it until I got home.
