4 comments/ 14416 views/ 6 favorites Take Away My Life By: TheWish Chapter 1 The Secret It had been a long day at work. Tiring, going through paperwork and filing their latest case. She was ready to go home and see her Italian Greyhounds, grab a glass of wine, and get a fire going and cozy up on the couch. Outside of work she didn't have much of a life. Her passion for her job consumed her life. She came home late and woke up early to start every day the same. It had begun to wear down on her and she felt her passion slipping away. The only comfort in life these days was her dogs. A rarer breed, Italian Greyhounds. She had seen one of these little beauties in the park next to her office. They ran fast, agile and lithe, through and around the trees chasing bigger dogs and generally seemed full of life. Something she realized she was missing in partial that day. So the next day spontaneity touched her and she looked up breeders in the morning on her computer after slipping into the monotony of paperwork. She quickly found a breeder and picked up two little puppies that weekend which she promptly named Zeus and Athena. They filled up her time and brought happiness once again to her life. But they didn't complete it. She needed more, something darker. A secret that she striven to bury deep inside her. Because work was ever present she had little time to socialize or go out and that had also stopped any type of the sexual nature as well. The only person she usual conversed with was her only friend Lauren really. So when she felt ... "in need" she quickly and efficiently serviced herself with a trusty little vibrator that she carried with her all the time. As she seemed to be "in need" a lot the past year or so. She found herself constantly thinking about it and wanting something more that her vibrator could provide her. It was frustrating and not to mention embarrassing. That morning she had awoken up with a burning need, a pain deep inside for the need to be filled. She got up and tried to ignore it as she got ready for work. As she applied her make up she looked at herself in the mirror closely. She was 27, technically still a young women. With long brunette hair that was down to the mid of her back with carefully streaked blond highlights. She had piercing green eyes and full lips. Standing at 5'7 and around 138 pounds, 36C, she visited the gym four times a week on a strict schedule. She made sure that she always kept herself in a state of professional attire to make sure that nobody would underestimate her. She was at the height of her life and career and took it maybe a little to seriously. So why was it that she didn't have a boyfriend or a lover. Because she told herself she didn't need one. She was strong and proud. And not willing to admit that her dark and twisted self craved for a male to make her his, to the core. So she ignored her desire and went on with her routine...a possible mistake. "Lexie, Jim wants you to finish the Hackner case and have it on his desk in the morning. Also your seven o'clock has been postponed and you have a message left from Lauren saying that if you wanted to go to the gym with her in an hour that you had better meet her downstairs in fifteen minutes.", said her secretary Sarah, and older lady who had saved her career more then once possible by being proficient and through! "Thanks Sarah. Let me finish this up and I will be gone for lunch. I will be back around two. Can you send this off to Smith please and make a call to Windelton about having his case files brought forward." She signed the last article and stood up. She was thankful Lauren had called about the gym. It was just what she needed! If she maybe had a strong workout the persisting need would go away and she would just be enveloped with exhaustion "Lexie! Thank goodness, I thought you would blow me off as usual." Her friend jokingly said as she laughed her quickly little laugh. Lauren was what would be considered and exotic beauty. She had natural darker toned skin, with dark short hair and almost darker colored eyes. She was also naturally skinny whereas she had to work at it. When she was with Lauren she tended to be invisible which was fine with her. Watching guy after guy hit on her in the gym was an interesting entertainment to count how many for the day which she would then pick on her friend for. Her friend was a bit on the promiscuous side and quite the flirt. She loved the attention so it worked out great for both of them. "Well I am glad you called Lauren, I needed some time from work and this is the perfect thing to get some things off my mind." As they walked into the gym she noticed how every guy suddenly seemed to pause for a second in time to ingest Lauren. Lauren bent over and showed off her perfect small ass as she bent over and signed the sign in sheet. She found herself wishing for once one guy would do this to her but sighed wistfully as the mirrors on the gym portrayed her more curvy body that she struggled to slim to her friends size. As they walked up to the treadmills her friend began to relay her morning and she slowly zoned out as she began to run, concentrating to throw off a desire that was putting her slowly into agony. It was agony, the only way she could best explain to her friend once that she imagined it was what a guy felt like when he was blue balling. She was unsure if she was just weird or there was other women with the same type symptoms but she was to shy to ask others. As she picked up speed the hairs on the back of her neck began to stand up as she had the feeling of someone was watching her. She took a quick glance around and noticed instantly a man standing near one of the weight lifters. He was tall, maybe around 6'2 with dark hair and a great body. And he was definitely staring in her direction but she was unsure of why so she tried to ignore it but his eyes seemed to be burning holes into the back of her skull. After twenty minutes had passed and she was mumbling occasionally to Lauren's chatter she knew he was definitely still watching her as occasionally she would glance in his direction. She felt herself begin to burn slowly from his persistence. As she begin to slow down and looked at her watch to confirm that her time was up she asked Lauren if she wanted a bottle of water. She walked over to the dispensing machine when she bent over to retrieve the bottles she had paid for she felt her ass brush up against a warm body. She quickly jumped up and turned around to find the man looming over her. "Oh,....uh sorry. I didn't realize you were behind me." I said this lamely unsure how to react to his presence. Up close she realized he had they sorta Grey colored eyes that she could probably melt into along with a very sculptured body. And she felt her body reacting to him just being near him. "Don't worry I didn't mean to startle you. I just wanted to tell you to meet me at my condo tonight at 9:00. Here is my card, my address is written on the back. Don't make me hunt you down." He was very calm but the authority in his voice said he wasn't playing around. He turned away and walked out the gym. I stood in shock. Unable to truly process what he meant until my friend came up with a most jealous look on her face. "What did he say to you? You look stunned." I explained to her and as I did I felt anger at a man being so presumptuous; along with another feeling...a not so welcome feeling. A feeling of desire to obey his command. My secret dark desire...here before me. Impossible. It wasn't natural...and how would he know what I craved. Needed. Desired. I was taken from my thoughts at my friends laughter along with her jealousy. "Wow Lexie, I would definitely tap that ass. You should go for it! When was the last time you were laid...I don't remember." "Shut up Lauren. I don't need to be reminded." I quickly strutted over to the door not waiting for her. When I got out the door she had caught up and quietly waited for my input. "That was so...so arrogant! He thinks women will just come to him when he tells them to!" "I think it was kinda hot! I sexy tryst with a unknown man! He looked yummy!" I didn't want to admit that I thought he looked delicious as well or that he might be my dream come true...or nightmare to haunt me. After Lauren left giving me advice to take him up on his offer I went back to work...distracted. I found myself unable to ignore my need with the thought of his offer swarming my mind. So I got up and locked my office door, then proceeded to get out my vibrator. As I begin to rub myself I realized how turned on I had been, pleasure begin to thrum in my veins as I thought of the offer I had been given. I imagined going there and him handling me roughly as he fucked me against the wall. It didn't take long. Within moments my climax hit me hard. I leaned back in my chair allowing my breathing to regulate when a knock came upon my door. "Yes?" I quickly begin to rearrange myself as I stepped up to the door. When I opened the door it revealed Sarah. "Lexie, here is the Wendlton case you asked for." "Oh yes, thank you Sarah." I closed the door with the file in hand and went back to my desk. My need was still there, I had just taken off the edge so there was a subtle ache but it was hand able. I continued with work until seven. I packed up everything and headed home tired and in thought. I knew I wasn't going to go to this strange man's house, he would forget about me and we would both continue on. But he had added fuel to an already raging fire within and I hated him for it in a way. Because know the lurking thoughts in my brain would not leave. Wouldn't be buried as usual. The thought to allow a man to make me submit to his every will. To take me and use me until there was nothing left. And it left me desperate. As nine o'clock rolled around I found myself watching the clock and talking to Zeus and Athena mindlessly in front of the television. I finally got up and went to bed. I fell asleep after my third climax. Take Away My Life Ch. 02 Chapter 2 The Hunt She awoke groggily as sun rays beckoned to her. As she turned her head to glance at the dial of her clock, the red LED lights glared accusingly at her. She had slept in. Suddenly in a fury she quickly went through her morning rituals. It wasn't until she was in her car on the way to work that she thought of him. She wondered for a few moments in time what could have been but brushed the thought aside as quickly as it had come as she pulled up to work. "Lexie! There you are! You are late and your meeting about Hackner has already begun and there was a gentleman here earlier who was In search of you." "Thank you Sarah. I will be there in a moment. Let me just gather my notes." As she walked into her office her eyes were instantly drawn to a single red rose laying upon her desk. She felt her heart stop for a moment before it began to flutter like a bird in cage. She slowly walked up to her desk and under the rose was a card with gold filigree and one word written in a bold scroll lettering. Tonight. She felt her palms grow slightly sweaty. Could it be...No. No way a person would be so persistent. Especially for someone like her. "Lexie..." She realized Sarah was still dutifully waiting on her so they could get to the meeting. She quickly grabbed the notes and left the card on the desk. But it burned into her brain hidden behind her eyes. Throughout the meeting she struggled to stay attuned. Her body had suddenly decided it was some animal in heat. Every brush of fabric seemed to caress her skin and make her more aware. By the time the meeting was over her panties were soaked and she was aching. She went back to her office and went to search for her trusty vibrator. But as she searched her purse she realized in her fluster this morning she had forgotten it. She sat down in her chair and drew a heavy breathe. It would take longer to accomplish her needs without it. She sighed and got up and went back to work ignoring the building desire. Sarah walked into her office with her last piece of paperwork and wished her goodbyes at such the late hour. She rubbed her forehead at the increased tension in her temple. She had to get home to fix the yearning desire. As she began to gather her work the forgotten card slipped from a pile of paper and fell to the floor. She leaned over and grasped the crisp clean card. The gold glittered in the softened glow of her desk lamp. She felt her heart begin to flutter again at the invitation. The one demanding word. Did he expect her to come tonight. She wanted to. With every beat she wanted to leave right now straight from her office to his. But she knew she wouldn't. It would mean admitting what she wanted deep down. And that was unacceptable. She looked at the card one last time and then threw it into the trash can. She grabbed her coat and then left. As she walked down the garage in the darkened night, the air was crisp and slightly cold with the new changing season. She pulled out her keys from her purse and as she began to open her car door someone firmly grabbed her and wrapped their fingers over her mouth cutting off her fearful scream. "Shsh, pet. Don't scream again or your punishment will be worse. Do you understand. Nod your head if you do." She instantly recognized his deep voice, the one she had been fantasizing about since yesterday. She felt the press of his hard body against her back and the strength in his grasp. She nodded her head slowly feeling a creeping fear up her spine as the realization of what he had said sunk in. Her punishment. Punishment. Goosebumps crawled over her skin. "Good pet. You were very bad. You did not come to me last night. You made me come get you. I am very displeased." As he said this his freed hand from her mouth began to lightly caress her form. They slowly found the zipper on the back of her skirt and she felt the tug as the zipper was pulled down. She tried to pull away as she cried out "Please!...sto...". A quick effective firm slap to her ass by the heel of his hand left a stinging imprint she was sure. "Pet does not speak to me unless I allow her to. Understand. I am not pleased as is. Don't push it." He continued his exploration as his hand began to slip under her skirt. She felt herself holding her breathe hoping he wouldn't realize how wet she was. That he would suddenly loose interest. She felt his heavy breathe upon her ear as he began to whisper to her again. "Has pet been being a bad girl. Has she been thinking of me. Have you touched yourself in the night imagining my cock inside you." As he spoke these words it only added fuel to her lust and made her wetter at his vulgar talk. No man had spoken to her in such a way. She felt his hands travel further until he was at the top of her lacy underwear and he began to tease and caress her there, slipping a finger just under the hem and grazing the sensitive skin heightened and attuned to his touch. She felt a betrayal moan escape her lips. "I thought so pet. When I first saw you pet I knew you wanted...needed this. Your a little whore aren't you pet. Shall I check pet. Check how wet you are. Are you dripping pet. Your pussy lips drenched in your desire." He pressed her cruelly against the car now as he roughly pushed her legs apart with his own. She grunted softly from his rough handling and began to protest. Another smack to her ass, this one harder then the other cracked through the air. "Pet. You will like what I do to you and you will beg me for more. You will beg me to touch you. To fuck you. To taste you. If you don't you will be punished. Now let me feel how wet your pussy is." With that his fingers slipped under her panties and softly touched her soft, wet lips. She moaned softly and heard his satisfied grunt. "Mmmm. Pet you are absolutely dripping for me, and I haven't even delved further." She began to feel weak in the knees as he continued his on slaughter his fingers sliding up and down, trailing over her silkened skin. Then she lurched forward as his fingers found her exposed clit. It was swollen and seeking attention from under its protective hood and his form hand began to tease it. Slowly. Tortuously. She began to grind her hips into hand begging without saying so that she needed more. "Pet, you are enjoying this. Tell me your enjoying this. Tell me you want me to finger fuck you right here and now. You would like that wouldn't you, my little whore. Being finger fucked by a stranger. Tell me to do it Pet. I want to hear it come from your sweet lips." Her breath had become ragged as she was so close. She mewled in protested distress. She wanted it but didn't want to voice how much she wanted. How turned on she was...How close she was. "Tell me pet. Now." His voice had lost any kindness and was pure masculine demand. In trepidation of what would happen she finally voiced her lust. "Please...ppplleeaasee..." "Please...? what pet. Be specific." His fingers were driving her nuts. They were everywhere but nowhere. They suddenly were just there, at the opening to her dripping pussy. "Ple...please, finger fuck me." As she said this she felt a intense feeling of pleasure swarm her brain just by the release of words. And then the pleasure of words combined with the pleasure of such intensity as two of his fingers easily entered her wet love cave easily, she was so wet. And it wasn't gentle nor tender. His fingers fucked her without care as they sought a destination and it was leading her there easily. "That's right. You cunt likes this you little whore. Look how wet my cunt is. This cunt is mine from now on. It is only allowed to come when I say it can." She began to groan unceremoniously. His words, his fingers, his strength were sending her over the edge. He was almost violently finger fucking her now, his palm directly hitting her clit with every thrust. "Beg for me to make my cunt come. Beg my little pet." "Please! Please! Let me cum! Let me cum Sir!" The words flowed naturally from her mouth without a second thought. "Good pet. Come." His voice commanded her. Even if she wasn't close she would have had to obey. His presence, his voice, himself. It demanded those around him to obey...and she did. Her body rushed with release. Her pussy grasped his fingers trying to milk them for something that they couldn't provide. She heard in the distant his satisfied groan as she finished riding out her climax. She began to surface again when she heard his voice. "Good pet. I was going to punish you and since I dismissed it this time you will come with me now to receive it. And you WILL ask and beg for it. Understood." All she could do was nod. She was overwhelmed, satisfied, fearful, unsure and wasn't sure she wanted to continue what had begun.