0 comments/ 191739 views/ 22 favorites Eva's Special Ring By: fastbreakplayer Eva's Special Ring -- Transformation of a Closet Sub-Slut in the Workplace By Literotica Member Fastbreakplayer Author's note: "Eva's Special Ring" is a mild sub/dom/BDSM fetish story that takes place in an office setting. The alternative lifestyle relationship of the story's main characters is consummated in an unconventional way when a symbolic gold ring given to a sub by her Master becomes a kinky distortion of what a wedding ring signifies in a conventional marriage. I thank Literotica member, friend, photographer, and collaborator 'Manfrotto' for his assistance in the creation of the photos of 'Eva' that complement the story's text. I also thank Literotica members 'Erosite' and 'Bane' for their editorial comments. If you are into sensual domination, we hope you enjoy this story. It is dedicated to Linda, Terri, and Lilly. _____________________ Eva Getting Dressed for Work Eva's sex life sucked. Where was the heat and passion she needed in her life? How did this happen? Eva was the most popular girl in her high school and college. Yet, it appeared that all of her girl friends had better and more fulfilling relationships with their lovers than she had. Although Eva was engaged to a nice boy from a prominent Boston Brahmin family, he was more of a wimp than she realized when she began living with him. Another major problem on the home front was that her fiancé thought oral sex was revolting. The fantasy of a dominant man going down on her and absorbing her sexual energy and life force just before he fucked her hard with his incredible cock was an enormous high. Regrettably, Eva realized she could not get that experience from her fiancé who only wanted conservative, missionary-position sex once a week with his undersized penis. Eva yearned for more, and it was not long in coming. It all started at a Boston gym and health club where Eva and many of her fellow employees worked out regularly. While riding her exercise bike one day, she noticed coworker Dave Edwards playing a game of basketball on the adjacent court. "I'm engaged to be married and my company has a strict no fraternization dating policy but, oh my, Dave is hot. His six-pack is unbelievable and his muscles are incredible. If only I could just touch his body for a few seconds to feel its heat. I wonder if he is into kinky sex? "Maybe I should approach him on my hands and knees as the true submissive slut I am during the next time out of his basketball game to give him a quick BJ. Wouldn't it be fun to see if I can get him off within that three minute time-out period in front of his teammates as he tries to concentrate on what his coach has to say?" Eva mischievously laughed, while observing her shirtless 35-year old coworker on the nearby court. When Eva saw Dave head for the basket, his muscled Adonis body flying in the air like Superman, his hand sailing over the rim dunking the basketball against a hapless defender, her devious smile disappeared and she went into an unanticipated sexual frenzy. She couldn't help herself. Eva jumped off her bike, rushed to the ladies restroom, pulled down her gym shorts and underpants, and fingered herself in one of the stalls until a mind-blowing orgasm overtook her. From that moment on, Eva obsessed about becoming her coworker's personal sex slave, pleasing him whenever he needed relief. She could not get this man out of her head no matter how hard she tried. She wanted him. No! She needed him in a sexual way that could not be explained. Unknown to her fiancé and others, Eva had a strong submissive side to her persona. She craved physical abuse and verbal humiliation from her lover as he fucked her savagely. Sometimes, she even wore a collar and leash when she masturbated in her bedroom, imagining she was a worthless cum bucket as her Master and his friends fucked her pussy and ass repeatedly while her naked body was restrained to the bed's headboard. She also fantasized having to clean their dirty cocks with her beautiful mouth. Although Eva initially was able to control her smoldering hunger for her powerful coworker, the situation had gotten out of control in recent weeks. Every time she saw him in the hallway or at their board meetings, she became so hot that her nipples and breasts swelled like fruit ripening on the vine, ready for him to pluck with his hands and mouth. It was hard to concentrate on anything when this hellish blaze intensified inside her. It was only a matter of time before her lust got seriously out of control. She screamed telepathically for him to take her body right there in the office. His failure to respond only increased her sexual frustration. When that happened, Eva's clit throbbed painfully, while the rest of her vagina burned in a wet fire, if such a thing were possible. This she could hide under her underwear and skirt. Unfortunately, her nipples protruded from her breasts so prominently, poking through her bra, blouse, and the jacket of her business suit that it was only a matter of time until others caught on to her intense lust, if they had not already done so. Eva knew it was wrong, but she could not help herself. Her fertile body had a primitive fever, hungering to be forcibly taken by this imposing self-assured man. The only way to deal with her dilemma was to masturbate in her office on a regular basis. She usually had an orgasm there once a day. What an out-of-control, pathetic woman she had become. In her ailing mind, it was Dave's fingers and mouth that were tickling, sucking, pulling, and, yes, even biting her nipples to the point where the alternating pain and pleasure became an incredible high, even though the overall process often brought real tears to her eyes, as she pulled her nipples as hard as she could with her fingers in the privacy of her office. The situation was impossible to explain to someone who was content with a vanilla sex life. Eva finally asked her boss to move her office to the tenth floor on the other side of the company's building under the pretense that she wanted a better view of the Boston Common. The real reason was that she had to physically get away from the object of her desire. Although two floors away, she could not stop thinking about her coworker, as she was doing right now in her apartment. At home, Eva concluded that the vibrator stored next to her bed could temporarily take care of her aching pussy's needs while her puppy-dog fiancé was occupied in the kitchen. She didn't think she would have to worry about depleting its batteries because it would only take a few seconds to get herself off, considering how aroused she was today. Eva turned on the vibrator, and the Pavlovian reflex of her pussy released more juices when it heard the familiar soft humming sound of her favorite toy. She lay on the bed she shared with her fiancé, pulled up her skirt, pushed her panties to the side, and held the head of the vibrator against her clit. Small lightning bolts shot through her body. "OH YEAH! FUCKING HELL! THE FASTBREAK IS ON! DUNK YOUR HARD DICK IN MY PUSSY DAVE! GIVE ME YOUR CUM! KNOCK ME UP! I AM YOUR SUBMISSIVE BITCH," Eva whispered to herself, fantasizing her athletic lover driving to the hoop in his basketball game, soaring in the air as she lay on her bed with her hole wide open, ready for his incoming missile, as if her little cunt was his personal basketball net. Eva had been waiting for the right opportunity to make her pent-up desires a reality. She had battled her sexual urges and fantasies for months, but she was only human. How long could she keep up the charade? Something had to be done. This unacceptable situation had to be resolved one way or another. It was the Saturday evening of her firm's yearly Employee Appreciation Party. Considering the amount of alcohol she would consume to remove her remaining inhibitions, Eva concluded that tonight's event should be an ideal opportunity to confront the target of her lust. The steamy summer night only increased her body's feverish temperature. Most members of her firm would bring their spouses to this corporate event, forming pairs which only emphasized the unattached status of the others. Eva decided to go to the party alone and hoped Dave would do the same. If that occurred, Eva vowed she finally would let Dave know how she felt about him. She even decided to give him her untouched, pristine ass if he wanted it. "Honey, did you order the cab?" Eva called out to her fiancé who was still in the kitchen, as she placed her vibrator back in its hiding place near her side of the bed. Eva straightened her crumpled skirt, and quickly tried to regain composure. "Yes dear. It will be here any minute," her fiancé Charles replied as he entered the bedroom. After he spoke, Charles turned away and walked out of the bedroom, returning again to their kitchen. He was dejected, and his head was down in a sulk because Eva would not let him attend the party. Eva reluctantly decided today to end her relationship with Charles even though she had not told him yet. There was no fire, passion, or thrill on her end no matter how hard she tried to make it work. Charles did not even interest her as a cuckold. Nevertheless, Eva concluded that it might be best to leave her apartment dressed in conservative attire. She wanted to minimize potential problems with her fiancé, family, and friends until she found out where she stood with her craved coworker. Her business suit was not made for overt, sexual seduction. For that, she had purchased a special outfit, and had hid it in her office for the evening's intended encounter. As she reflected on the naughtiness of her fetish gear, Eva's pussy began to get wet as it always did when thinking about her coworker using her body as he wanted, even in a public place. Whenever Dave looked at her, he eventually focused his eyes on her shoes and legs. Eva knew he had a fetish for high heels, and she had more than a hundred pairs of shoes, most of them had barely job-appropriate four-inch heels. However, to get Dave's attention at the party, she had purchased a pair of spike heels often worn by strippers. She knew she would be almost six feet tall wearing the fetish heels. Yet she still would be considerably shorter than Dave who was nearly six and a half feet. She had seen him with much taller women. She hoped that he did not find her too short. Eva also purchased a low-cut, clinging evening dress that emphasized every curve of her body, including her long nipples. Underneath, she settled on a matching thong and push-up bra in a slinky sheer material that begged to be stroked. She also acquired an extra thong just in case things got out of control. Eva's cunt was so drenched thinking about her imaginary lover that she thought she would have to replace her soaked panties at the party or risk her pussy juices running down her inner thighs. Everything was in her office just waiting for her sizzling body. She could not take it any longer. It therefore was time to leave her apartment to attend the big event this summer evening. "Darling, I'm off to the party. Don't wait up for me because I probably will have to stay to the very end to put on a good show for my boss and the rest of the staff," Eva spoke, as she gave Charles a good-bye peck on his cheek. Little did Charles know the real reason why Eva intended to linger at the party. He had no idea what a scheming sub-slut she had become for another man. After arriving at the firm, Eva rushed to her office on the tenth floor, quivering in anticipation of what might happen at the party. Once there, she opened the closet and removed her carefully selected outfit. Doubts formed about her decision to finally act on her lust. Nevertheless, Eva stepped out of her job-appropriate business suit and put it in the closet. She then replaced her conservative underwear with her fetish lingerie. Eva in Her Fetish Lingerie "My sexy thong feels so good against my bare pussy. Should I have left a landing strip for your cock, Dave?" Eva questioned the mirror, as if her lover were standing in front of her. Eva eventually climbed into her clinging dress and then slipped on her heels. After applying makeup, she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't believe her eyes. Eva no longer resembled the woman who had left her apartment. Instead, she looked like the dirtiest 28-year old slut in Boston. Her transformation was dazzling, and her blond hair and light complexion were exquisitely set off by her low-cut dress. Still, though, Eva was nervous and unsure how to proceed. "Do you really want to do this?" she said to herself, while gazing at her sexy appearance in the mirror. "Do you really want to ditch your fiancé and disappoint so many people, including your parents and close friends? Moreover, do you want to jeopardize your job by having a forbidden affair with an older coworker?" However, Eva's body was at fever pitch, and it gave her the answer she sought. Her clit and nipples were uncontrollably swollen, and her cunt juices were pouring down her legs. "What a fucking mess," Eva concluded, trying to regain some type of self control as she shook her unsettled head. She opened the liquor cabinet in her office and withdrew the bottle of vintage 1996 Chateau Margaux she was saving for a special occasion like tonight. Despite its exorbitant cost, Eva filled a large tumbler to the brim and gulped the entire contents down quickly. The wine and sexual turmoil she was experiencing made her head woozy. However, there was no turning back. Her fate was sealed. Eva closed the door to her office, and headed to the sixteenth floor where the party had begun. The band was already playing. Once at the party, Eva scanned the room for her target. Dave had seemingly just arrived and was talking to Betty Sullivan, the head of 'Mergers and Acquisitions' with her sagging, obscene breasts falling out of her dress. Eva was angered by that unexpected situation and telepathically screamed, "He's mine, bitch! Move along you fat cow!" Betty sensed Eva's hostility even from a distance, and politely turned to the next male on her hit list. Eva's eyes met Dave's and something snapped into place between them, traveling along their gazes as if there were no others in the room. Dave ogled Eva's body and his eyes tracked down her legs to her fetish shoes. She looked fabulous in those heels and tight green mini dress that complemented her long blond hair. Dave's gaze searched for any sign of her intentions. "I don't know what is going to happen tonight but, fucking hell, what a piece of ass," Dave surmised. His nine-inch cock swelled as it sent a reflex message to his brain that it was ready to fuck this spectacular woman if given the opportunity. Dave hoped the situation in his pants was not obvious to everyone in the room, as he bent over somewhat trying to minimize the outward appearance of his out-of-control hard-on. Eva saw what was going on in Dave's pants at the other end of the room, and her eyes popped. She managed a cool nod after noticing his body language. His penis had obviously approved of her attire. "What a bulge in his pants. Could that really be his cock in there, straining to get out," she thought. Eva began to get concerned. "He is so tall. If his penis is as big as it looks, what if I can't satisfy him? Oh, but I must. Regrettably, as Eva approached her target, the company's President and CEO grabbed Dave's arm and started to tell him how glad he was to see him. Infuriating, polite nothings continued to flow out of his mouth as he introduced Dave to his young trophy wife Margaret with her DD breast implants. The three of them engaged in small talk. Dave was not as attentive as he normally would be when conversing with the President because all he could think about was pounding Eva's pussy against the wall at the other end of the room. Observing his boss's hands grope and fondle the shapely ass of his beautiful young wife as the two men discussed dull job-related issues only added to Dave's sexual predicament. "What am I going to do? I cannot tell the President to get lost because I want Dave to fuck my brains out right here in front of the firm's entire staff," Eva said to herself. Eva therefore laid in wait, talking nonchalantly to other members of the firm around her. Despite her attempt to outwardly control her sexual excitement, the small beads of perspiration on her face were a dead giveaway that something was not quite right. She wanted him, badly, and she needed him to want her. Many of the women in the room glared at Eva in a hostile manner, jealous of her toned body with its outrageous skin-tight dress that barely covered her breasts and pussy. These angry women had also concluded that Eva's slut heels were inappropriate for such a corporate event. Nevertheless, Eva did not give a shit what these dried-up old bitches thought of her. At least the men in the room enjoyed the display. Their admiration was lost on her though as there was only one person in this room she wanted, no needed, to impress. "Thank God my boss is moving on to the Vice President," Dave thought. He turned his head back to Eva who was still across the room. Their eyes met again, and Dave's powerful charisma started to pull her toward him like a tractor beam. "I can do this," Eva said to herself over and over again as she moved forward timidly. "Eva, it's good to see you," Dave said, his smile warmed by good humor and yes, lust. "You look great tonight." Despite the unremarkable words that exited his mouth, all Dave wanted to do was to tear the clothes off her body, see what slutty underwear she was wearing, and then spear her pussy with his cock. "I think I am losing control of my mind," Dave said to himself while mentally devouring Eva. "Oh God, please forgive me but all I want to do is to bend her over that hors d'ouevre table and feel my hips slap her tight ass as I take her from behind. Eva, do you think your petite body can handle my large cock? I suspect your pussy will no longer be the same after I stretch it out." "Dave was saying something to me, but everything was pushed back behind the haze of desire clouding everything but the sight of him," Eva thought. After lapsing several times into edged small talk, Eva finally used her exit line, loud enough for those around to hear over the band. "Dave, I have a potentially important client that I would like to discuss with you when you have some free time." "Sure, how about Monday morning at 10 am?" Boldly, Eva moved closer to Dave and spoke quietly in his ear, "How about right now?" Dave stiffened as he felt her warm breath on his ear and neck. He turned, gazed into Eva's eyes, and finally realized how much she wanted him. "He is so much more sexually experienced than me. He is everything I want in an alpha male," Eva dreamed, anxiously staring back into his eyes and hoping he would give a favorable reply to her inquiry. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Dave responded, with a barely restrained voice. The power of his question, of his intent, only made Eva more determined, as her body and mind would not let her change direction. Eva whispered back, one word, all that she could squeeze out of her parched throat, "Very." With a sudden change in demeanor, Dave became more forceful and authoritative. "Meet me in my office in fifteen minutes, you filthy slut," he ordered. "Yes Sir." "Not another word out of your mouth." Eva's Special Ring He turned away, striding with languid, heavy steps, like those of a predator stalking his wounded prey. Eva immediately checked the time. Five after ten. She had been ordered to remain at the party until twenty after. Already, though, her legs were weak and her thighs sticky. The pure excitement of the developing situation was overwhelming. She had never experienced anything like this. To prevent herself from falling due to her wobbly legs, Eva sat down at one of the tables where appetizers had been placed for the party's attendees. While staring at the cocktail snacks and glass of wine in front of her, she imagined ripping her clothes off, climbing underneath the table, and blowing Dave who she also fantasized was sitting in the chair next to her. Eva concluded that his precum would be a more enjoyable, and appropriate, appetizer than the food and drink in front of her. Her clit gave a little shudder and a smile appeared on her face thinking of his delicious milky white cum sliding down her throat and filling up her empty belly. Eva's Fantasy Blow Job She grabbed some of the napkins from the top of the table and tried to clean up the developing mess between her legs as she came back to reality. Fortunately, the table had a large cover that reached down to the floor, thereby preventing her corrective actions from being seen. Her out-of-control pussy had made her underwear slick with her juices, thinking of what might happen in a few minutes. Eva considered slipping her soiled thong off and replacing it with another right there in the room but she decided that would be too dangerous. Eager to get going, she looked up at the clock again. "10:08! Only three minutes have passed? Did time stop? This is obviously going to be the longest 15 minutes of my life," Eva concluded while staring at the clock on the wall. To make things worse, Eva's 19-year old administrative assistant Nancy noticed her boss at the table by herself. She approached to do some serious ass kissing and to also introduce her goofy boy friend who was out of place at this black-tie event. "Eva, it is so good seeing you, I love your outfit." Eva murmured a thank-you, distracted and bored with Nancy already. "Did you get your hair done for the party?" Nancy asked, still trying to make small talk. "How can this woman be so stupid? What a dim-wit! I must get a new assistant next week. Of course, I got my hair done, but not for her or any of the others currently in this room," Eva said to herself. Nevertheless, Eva replied politely to her subordinate, "Yes, I wanted to do something special for tonight," not letting Nancy deduce her full intent. "Who is this lucky guy you are with?" Eva asked, trying to divert Nancy's attention. "Let me introduce you to Robert. We have been dating for a year. He works in Cambridge in a small computer firm." Nancy proceeded to tell Eva all about Robert and the mundane things they did together. The woman was so wrapped up in her uninteresting life that she couldn't comprehend how irritating she was to her boss. Nevertheless, Eva listened to Nancy's boring stories, pretending to care. Inside, she wanted to scream and run away from the irritating woman in front of her. It was now 10:18. There were only two more minutes to go. The slow movement of the minute hand on the clock was so disconcerting that Eva did not know what to do. Her body and mind were in turmoil. Nancy sensed something was wrong and questioned, "Eva, is everything alright?" "I'm not sure," Eva replied, putting on an air of malaise, as she checked out the time again which was now 10:19. "I don't know. I think something I ate isn't agreeing with me." "Oh, if you don't feel well, don't put yourself out to stay here. You'll just make yourself sicker," Nancy cooed nauseatingly. The comment did make Eva more inclined to Nancy. Thankfully, she had just given her the perfect reason to leave the party. "You're right, Nancy," Eva said, putting on an acquiescing smile. "I think I'll excuse myself for the rest of the evening." "Take care of yourself," Nancy said sympathetically. Eva nodded and stood up. As she slowly made her way to the elevator, she tried not to smirk while thinking, "Oh yes, Nancy, I will be taking care of myself. If you only knew the stiff medicine I plan to put in my body in a few minutes." Eva knew that she should hit the button for the tenth floor where her office was in order to change direction and prevent the dangerous liaison from happening, but she could not control her hand, and her heart was beating a million miles an hour. She therefore hit the button for the twelfth floor where Dave's office was. Once in his office, Dave began to get nervous. "Eva looked amazing tonight, and her presence was intoxicating. Nevertheless, the long-term consequences of what is about to happen is a serious concern. Fuck it," Dave concluded, remembering the first moment he had spotted her heels that begged to be put over his shoulders as he bent her body like a pretzel and penetrated her pussy from above with his cock. Dave opened the liquor cabinet in this office and poured himself a large glass of Chivas Regal, which he tossed back quickly. He turned off all of the lights except the soft one on his desk. Not sure what else to do, he sat in his leather chair to await her arrival. At precisely 10:20, Eva stepped out of the elevator and nervously walked toward his office. She stood in the doorway with one foot in and one foot out. Still seated, Dave questioned, "Eva, what do you want? Why are you here?" She turned her head toward the elevator as if to consider her options one last time, and then took two steps forward into his office. He took that as her final answer, and he felt a fierce, sexual power surge inside. Her indecisiveness caused Dave to react with more confidence, and that's exactly what he felt now. "Eva, close the door, lock it, and remove your clothes." With direction and purpose now, Eva responded to Dave's orders. Quickly the dress dropped in an inky puddle at her feet. He could see she had planned for tonight, wearing expensive lingerie. Nevertheless, he wanted her naked, and he told her so, as she hesitated to remove her final layer of clothing. Eva's lovely breasts seemed to defy gravity. Her heels, which she left on almost instinctively, elongated her shapely legs and further sensualized her appearance. Acting on a hunch, Dave said, "I have known for some time what you want from me. Don't think I haven't noticed you prancing around in the workplace in those slut heels you disgusting, trailer-trash whore. Tonight, you are really begging for it, finally wanting me to take control of your body and mind. Why did you wait so long to act on your desire to be my fuck toy and cum bucket?" Eva froze for a moment, and everything fell in place. Athletes go through the same thing when they're about to play the big game they've spent most of their lives practicing for. "I've got her now," Dave concluded. "Come here, sit on the edge of my desk, and face me." Eva walked timidly toward Dave's desk, side stepping the massive piece of mahogany and the man she desired. Because of her high heels, Eva's lovely ass already was above the desk's top, so she could simply sit straight down on it. Dave stared at Eva's vagina, chest level to him, with the light from the desk lamp illuminating it softly. She looked into his eyes and questioned, "Do you like my bare pussy? I tried to get it perfect for your pleasure tonight." "Eva is so wet that her pussy juices are going to stain my desk. Fuck the furniture," Dave said to himself as he viewed her wetness inches from his face. "Do you want me to lick your pussy, Eva?" "Oh my! Would you do that? Yes! Yes! Please! I want that really bad. I need your mouth on my sex," Eva replied, with a pleading whimper. "Yes, please what?" "Yes, please, Master," she said, now stammering a little. "That's better. If I do that, you must be willing to be my office sex slave from now on." "Yes, Master. I will do whatever you ask. You are the alpha male I want. Please take ownership of me and tell me what to do. Use me as you see fit. I am yours. I am your dirty little girl, your personal sex slave." The tone of Eva's voice was desperate, but that just turned Dave on more. "Spread your legs. "That's better. "Look up." Eva did so, while trembling with excitement. Dave placed his right hand on her vagina, and lightly dragged a finger up her moist slit, ending on her swollen clit. Eva almost jumped off the table, sensitive and surprised to his touch. He repeated the action, but ended with one finger delving in a little. He could feel her body pulsate as every one of her nerves was in a heightened state of arousal. Dave took his finger out of Eva and placed it in his mouth. "Your juices taste so sweet, and the aroma is fantastic. Yes Eva, my young sub-slut, I think you are ready for me." Eva shuddered a little again, trying to anticipate what he would do to her next. Dave put his finger back in her again like a spoon into a honey pot to grab some more of her delicious nectar. He then moved his finger to her mouth. "Suck my finger, Eva. I want you to taste your aroused pussy." Eva opened her mouth and sucked Dave's finger as ordered, almost like a baby bird taking nourishment. Her throat flexed erotically as she swallowed, while staring into his eyes. Dave took his finger out of Eva's mouth and spread her pussy lips with both hands. Her exposed clit was throbbing noticeably in anticipation of what he was going to do to it. Lunging forward, Dave latched his mouth onto it sequentially licking, sucking, and then nibbling her pussy. Within just a few seconds, Eva was squirming on the verge of orgasm, "PLEASE LET ME CUM MASTER. PUT YOUR HARD COCK IN ME. DON'T' TEASE ME ANYMORE. I NEED IT NOW. PLEASE! PLEASE! I BEG YOU." Yes Master. Lick Me. In response to her pathetic pleading, Dave slapped Eva's breasts until they became bright red. Eva had not anticipated that response from her Master but the stinging sensation occurring in her upper body only heighted the pleasure of what was occurring in her lower body. The net effect caused her to tumble off the desk onto Dave's lap, in the throes of an intense orgasm. "OH NO MASTER. I AM CUMMING." Dave grabbed Eva's head and looked into her eyes. "Are you ready for it?" She nodded. "I am going to fuck you without a condom because my cock wants to feel every bit of your hot pussy. I also am going to breed you tonight. Do you agree to that?" Eva nodded again, but she was afraid to open her mouth. She was so excited. This is what she had wanted for some time, possibly her entire adult life. There was no turning back even if it meant getting pregnant and possibly fired from her job. "Stand up," Dave commanded. Eva did so, her eyes glazed with pleasure. Dave removed his clothes, and Eva gasped when she saw his erect nine-inch cock. She never had such a large one in her petite body. Dave turned on the stereo in the cabinet along the wall, and returned to his chair. "You still need to earn my cock to be worthy of it." Eva looked a little shocked, but she had agreed to be his sex slave, "Yes Master. I will do whatever you want." "Since you have the appropriate shoes, you are going to give me a lap dance, and it better be as good as any stripper I have encountered if you want me inside you right now." A worried, apprehensive look appeared on Eva's face but she stood between Dave's legs as ordered and followed the beat of the Latin dance music in the room with simple gyrations at first. As she got into the music, she improvised more provocatively. The tips of her breasts dragged across his skin while her pussy came closer and closer to his magnetic body. It was now dripping its juices right over his erect cock. As the song came to a close, Dave said simply, "Stop," not able to torment her or himself any longer. Dave lifted Eva's naked body with his strong arms off the floor and positioned himself directly under her unguarded pussy. "Hold my cock upright." Eva did so, finger and thumb circled around its base. Dave had planned on slowly lowering her, but this touch, and that of her wet pussy lips contacting the tip of his cock drove him crazy. He simply let go of her body. Gravity took over, and Dave's penis pierced Eva's vagina. Eva quickly accepted his first four inches, accustomed to that size from her underdeveloped fiancé. However, her eyes bulged as another inch slid in. Dave let her support her own weight. Eva slowly moved up and down on her Master's sex, flexing her legs, taking a little more each time, until a minute or two later she finally was able to take every inch. Once fully seated and her pussy filled to its brim, Dave grabbed her nipples, and alternately pulled and sucked them. Eva cried out in shock at the pleasure and pain coursing through her breasts and vagina. He then attacked the nape of Eva's neck as if he was a hungry vampire. Dave could see that Eva was not used to such contrasting feelings because her body wracked and shuddered. Soon, her thrusts became more frantic, as the energy built up in her. For the second time in Dave's office, her body exploded in a manner she never imagined. Eva screamed, but the cries were of ecstasy rather than pain. Dave smirked, while watching her thrash about in her orgasm while riding his cock. He felt his own orgasm build, and at the crucial moment, he whispered into her ear, "It is time for you to take my cum Eva." She nodded her head because she had been fucked into submission. "HERE IT COMES YOU DIRTY WHORE! TAKE MY SEED BITCH! I'AM GOING TO FILL YOUR NASTY PUSSY WITH MY CUM!" After Dave climaxed inside Eva, both were mentally and physically exhausted. Eva was still sitting on Dave's lap in his office chair, thick cum dripping out of her slick, well-fucked pussy onto Dave's naked body underneath her. She climbed off her Master, got on her hands and knees in front of him, and then licked all of the hot cum off his body which had dripped out of pussy only seconds earlier. "Master, your cum is so delicious especially after it has been inside my body." The consequences of what happened were enormous for both participants. Nevertheless, Eva opened her mouth again and said, "Master, I want to be your office sex slave. You now own me, and your cock and it's cum have marked me for life. You can have me anytime you desire me, anyway you want. "As soon as I get your telephone call or text message, I will put down whatever I am doing and I will immediately come to your office, apartment, or any place you tell me to go so that I can satisfy you. I will always do whatever you request, unconditionally. Do you want my virgin ass now or later?" How often does a guy get his own beautiful sex slave who is willing to do everything he wants, whenever he wants? Nevertheless, Dave concluded that Eva had one more task to perform. He therefore rose from his chair, opened the top draw of his desk, and removed a small black box. "I have a little present for you Eva. If you accept this gift and then do what I ask, I will accept ownership of you. Let's just say that what is in this box documents your total commitment to me." Eva opened the box and found a gold ring. Dazed and delighted by the unexpected item, she tried to place it on one finger, then another, but it was too small for all of them. "Dave, it is lovely... but too small for my fingers. I will have to get it enlarged if we are going to get married." "Eva, the ring does not go on your hand. We are not getting married. It is not a wedding or engagement ring." Eva's eyes widened as she wondered what could come next. "You are to pierce your pussy with it. If it becomes permanently attached to your body, this ring will signify that I own you. You will become my personal property to use as I see fit. If you look closely, you will see the inscribed words 'Owned Sub'. Thus, every man and woman who sees you naked in the future will immediately know you belong to another. "When we have sex in the future, you need to be aware that I am going to pull on my ring as I fuck you. However, I can assure you that the discomfort that you will initially experience will quickly turn into ecstasy. "On this piece of paper is the name and location of the body shop in Boston where you can get pierced. If you really want to please me, you will get matching rings for your nipples so that I can also give your breasts the full attention they deserve when I fuck you. Finally, you need to be aware that I will not touch you again until you get this done. If you haven't gotten the piercing by Friday, don't bother me again." The last part was intentionally cruel, but Eva needed to quickly document her total commitment to him. "Now, without another word, get dressed and go home." As ordered, Eva exited Dave's office and took the elevator down to hers. Once inside, she removed her soiled dress and placed it back in the closet. A joyful smile bloomed on her face as she stared at her naked body in the full-length mirror in her office. She placed Dave's Special Ring next to her cum-coated vagina and then next to her breasts. Master's Special Ring Master's Special Ring After a few minutes of looking at her in the mirror and considering what his Ring would look like attached to her body, Eva climbed back into her conservative business attire and called a cab for her return trip to her home. While sitting on the bench outside of the office building waiting for her ride and holding her Master's Ring in her hand, Eva knew what she had to do. Not willing to wait until Monday to take action, she pulled her cell phone from her purse and dialed her assistant's number. Nancy was still at the party and therefore didn't answer, but Eva left the first of three messages that would change her life forever. "Nancy, this is Eva. I will not be in the office on Monday to deal with a private matter. Please cancel all of my appointments." Eva dialed the second number which was the one on the piece of paper Dave had given her. "You have reached 'The Goth Studio -- Boston's Leading Piercing and Body Art Establishment'. Please leave a message and a call-back number," the company's answering machine instructed her. "This is Eva Bouchard, and I would like to make an appointment to get my pussy and nipples pierced on Monday. Please tell me what time the procedures can be done." Eva looked up to the twelfth floor and noticed that the light was still on in Dave's office. Spurred on, she dialed the third number, while lightly fingering herself with her free hand. "What is it, Eva?" Dave asked, clearly thinking of his earlier instructions. "Dave, I want you to know that I am yours forever. Whatever you want will be done immediately. I simply want you to know before you go home tonight that I made the appointment you requested and that I will have my pussy pieced on Monday with your Special Ring. I also will get accessory rings for my nipples in order to please you further." With an ecstatic voice, Dave responded, "I am very pleased Eva. We are going to have a wonderful sexual adventure. Goodnight baby. I cannot wait to see you Monday evening to check out your body with my Ring attached to it." Eva's Special Ring Eva turned off her cell phone, and a beaming smile covered her face. She was ecstatic. She was so happy that she had pleased her Master. While on the bench waiting for her ride, she unbuttoned her blouse and fondled her breasts as her Master had done in his office. She then pulled up her skirt, spread her legs, closed her eyes, and began to rub her clit feverishly with her Master's Special Ring, imagining what was going to happen when he ravished her body again in 48 hours. The combined rays of light from the evening's full moon and the nearby street lamp bounced off the Ring, as a strobe light would in a night club. Cars drove by with their occupants in shock seeing Eva spread out on the bench with the flicking light on her exposed pussy and her breasts falling out of her blouse. Nevertheless, Eva was oblivious to what she was doing. She could not help herself and she did not care what others thought. Her Master had taken control of her mind and body. "I AM NOT WORTHY OF YOUR COCK, MASTER, PLEASE PULL YOUR RING AS YOU FUCK ME. YES, HARDER! THAT'S IT. I LOVE THAT. SLAP MY ASS, BREASTS, AND FACE AS YOU USE ME. IT FEELS SO GOOD. FUCKING HELL! HERE I GO AGAIN!" Eva screamed, as the cab pulled up to the curb. Eva's transformation to the dark side from a closet sub-slut into a willing sex slave was complete. Eva Waiting for Her Cab Ride Home