Diary of a Wanted Woman (13 page)

He kissed me on the cheek and whispered into my ear.

“If we lose on Monday night, I’m telling the team it was you and that good pussy of yours that got me in this place.

I was born into a submissive/dominant relationship. Since the day I was brought into this world and filled my lungs with air I belonged to someone.

I was owned.

I belonged to my mother who wanted a submissive child that did whatever she wanted. I had to do it without back talk, even when it was against my best judgment and it didn’t benefit me in the least.

I belonged to my stepfather who dominated me and my mother. She was required to submit her only child to him with no questions asked and I was submit to him in a way that only a woman would to a man and I was a small girl.

I had been submitting my whole life. Yet with Keith it was different. I was actually given a choice. I chose to give him the power he needed to give me the pleasure that I wanted badly.

What excited him was that I made the choice to submit to him. With my sexual satisfaction, it showed that I trusted him in that regard.

Once I made that choice he was able to take me to places and feel things that I could not imagine that I could ever feel.

Yet I learned that with that choice there were some rules. Once I was engulfed in that lifestyle I had to obey. There was no defiance and there was no room for mercy. I was his and if I disobeyed…I was in for a punishment that never fit the crime.

Today was a busy day and I was not in the best of moods. My phone was ringing off the hook and Stacey was in my office discussing how cute David and Kim looked together.

I really did not want to hear about them together right now. Yet I just let her talk about how they seemed to be hitting it off. Apparently they had gone out on a date and they gave the impression that they had a great time.

I did not get a chance to talk to David about it. With the football season in full swing I have not been able to say much to him or engage in some good sex.

That also meant that I had not had any more sex with Keith lately either. I can’t begin to describe how crazy that man makes me.

Yet today I was not in the mood for much. I had clients calling constantly and a few of our design schedules were behind due to the renovations falling apart. Sometimes working with general contractors who can’t stick to the time-line can be a pain in the ass.

However, I would have been able to endure all that if Stacey did not spend working hours gushing over David and Kim.

Finally my cell phone rang in the middle of Stacey trying to figure what David and Kim’s kids would look like.

“I should take this,” I said grabbing my phone.

I glanced at the caller ID and decided that I should take this call in private.

It was Keith and I had yet to tell Stacey about my unprofessionalism. I pressed answer on my phone and looked at Stacey.

“Uh, Stacey I need to take this call in private.”

She gave me her squinted eye pursed lip expression.

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“I’m serious!”

She stood and slowly walked out of the room.

“I’m expecting you to tell me what that call was about when you’re done,” she said holding the door opened.

I waved her out and she closed the door with a slam.

I shook my head and put the phone to my ear.

“Hello.”

I smiled when I heard his familiar drawl pour through the phone.

“What’s up chick! You in the mood to suck some dick?”

I rolled my eyes. He could be an asshole sometimes. Good thing I wasn’t here for his personality.

“Keith, I’m at work and I am super busy.”

I could hear his heavy breathing on the other line. It sounded like he was masturbating. I didn’t put it past him to call me while he was jacking off on the phone.

“Get the fuck
outta
’ here. Work?”

I sighed.

“Yes Keith. I am doing the job you pay me for,” I reminded him.

Despite all the fucking going on between us, we were actually getting some work accomplished and Keith was paying us tons of money to do it. I needed to show something at his house. I had to keep up appearances.

“Hannah,” he began with his voice not so playful anymore.

“I fucking pay you to suck my dick and give me that pussy whenever I want it. I fucking own you remember or do I have to come up there and remind you.”

Hearing him talk to me so harshly was scary. Yet I began to feel turned on at the same time.

“I know you own me Keith,” I said leaning back in my chair.

He laughed.

“You damn right you know. You can’t get enough of this dick. Plus you know I will fucking kick your ass if you disobey me.”

I knew he was being serious. The last time I was at his house. I said no to him and he slapped me across the face. It hurt but for some reason I didn’t mind it. It made me want him more.

“Look,” he said “if you don’t get your ass over here now and get on your knees, I’m going to drive over there and dick you down in front of your staff.”

I didn’t think that he would. He was a professional football player. The last thing he wanted to do was have sex here where someone could possibly walk in on us.

“Keith, I have loads of work to do. I thought you had practice.”

“I don’t have to report to practice until tomorrow. That is why I need you to get your juicy ass over here.”

“Aren’t you afraid of weakening your legs?”

I thought about what David told me and why he didn’t have sex before practices.

I heard Keith laugh.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Well, I heard if you have sex before a practice or a game you will weaken your legs and not be as productive.”

He laughed even harder.

“Shit, baby. Pussy gets me pumped and ready to go. Fuck that bullshit!”

I laughed.

“So, do I have to come and fuck you in your office or what?”

“Keith, you may have to finish yourself off. I’m definitely stuck in the office for today.”

“Fuck that shit! I’m on my way.”

Then I heard a click on the other line and the call ended.

I sat my cell phone down on the desk and shook my head. Keith was crazy. He would never come up here. I was going to call his bluff.

No matter how horny he was, he would never come all the way downtown for me when he can practically have pussy delivered. However he claims that since he met me he has blown off some of the other women he would normally sleep with. I’m calling bullshit on that one.

I let his phone call drift from my mind and continued to work. After a few minutes, Stacey stuck her head in and said she needed to get home. Her son was caught acting up in school again and her husband said she should call it a day.

I laughed when she left the room. That little boy was always in trouble. I have never known a 6 year old to get into so much trouble.

I continued working thinking I would get out of here in about an hour. I needed a nice long bath and a cheeseburger and I would be fine.

Suddenly I heard a knock at the door. I looked up from my computer just in time to see my assistant enter.

“Miss Jones, there is someone here to see you.”

She moved out of the way and in walked Keith. I tried to hide the surprised look from my face as he sauntered in wearing a large Cheshire cat smile.

My assistant walked out and closed the door behind her leaving me alone with him. I just could not believe that he came all this way.

“You came?” I asked getting out of my chair and walking around my desk to face him.

He didn’t say a word. He just undid the clasp on his blue jeans. He dropped his pants to his ankles and it was then that I noticed he didn’t have on any underwear.

He whipped out his large dick and began to stroke it. He looked at me and smiled.

“I told you I was going to bring the party to you.”

I walked over and locked my door and then brought my attention back to him.

I just stared at him. I looked at the door again.

He walked closer to me. There was no longer a smile on his face.

“What the fuck are you waiting for? Get on your knees and suck this dick.”

“We can’t do this here!” I whispered even though watching him stroke his dick like that was turning me on severely.

He reached out and pulled me close. He placed his lips on mine. There was nothing gentle about this kiss. He was rough and aggressive. He pushed me backwards until I felt the edge of my desk behind me.

“Ouch!” I said as I landed on a stapler.

“You know me baby. I like to make it hurt.”

He backed up and looked me up and down.

“Now, get on your knees and let me choke you with this dick.”

I laughed but I must admit. It was strange how often his harsh and vulgar words turned me on and made my panties wet.

I dropped to my knees and grabbed his dick in my hands. When I took him into my mouth I forgot where I was and did what I do best. I sucked his dick like a pro. All the work that I had to get done and all my worries vanished for that moment.

His hands were on the back of my head forcing his dick deeper and deeper into my mouth. I could feel my own saliva roll down my chin as I serviced him.

He wrapped his fingers around a fist full of my hair and used it as leverage to fuck my face. I tried to pull back for air but he had a tight grip on my hair and he wouldn’t let go.

Finally he released me and I fell backwards hitting my desk. He reached down and lifted me. He began to undress me undoing the buttons on my shirt and throwing my shirt to the floor. He continued this with the rest of my clothes until I was completely naked.

He covered my exposed breasts with his mouth. His teeth hungrily tugged at the erect nipples.

“Oh,” I managed to moan holding on to the desk to keep my balance.

When he had his fill with that, he ordered me to turn around and lean over the desk.

I obeyed his command and leaned over my desk propping my ass into the air.

Forcefully he smacked my ass and I cried out in pain. Instantly I placed my hand over my mouth just in case my assistant was still here.

He slapped me again and the pain radiated throughout my body.

“Does it hurt?” he asked me rather calmly.

I moved my hand away from my mouth and answered.

“Yes.”

“Good!” he said smacking me on the ass again.

“That’s for making me come down here!”

He smacked me hard at least five more times.

He backed off for a second as I heard him un-wrap the condom.

He reached up and wrapped his fingers around my neck holding my head down flat against the desk.

Suddenly he thrust inside of me so forcefully that I gasped and shut my eyes. He continued to fuck me hard not letting up for any reason.

His hand stayed firm on my neck holding my head down.

“Oh Shit!” I mumbled.

“Shut the fuck up!” he commanded pounding and pounding my pussy.

His grip tightened around my neck and I realized that I was struggling to breathe. I tried to move but he had me virtually immobilized. I prayed in my head that he would come before he strangled me.

Then to my surprise, I felt my own orgasm building and without warning it flooded my body and a moan escaped from my lips.

“That’s right bitch! You like that dick don’t you.”

Then he came hard squeezing my neck tighter until he was done.

He finally released me and my body fought hard for oxygen. I just lay across my desk not moving. A smack across my ass jolted me to attention.

Then there was another one harder than the first. I knew my ass was reddened and marked. I assumed he was done but he continued to spank me harder and harder. When he was done, I was literally in tears.