Fucked by Force (3 page)

“I almost forgot! We have to find you a gown for the party!”
she exclaimed. Mandy was tired and it was already past four o’clock. She
trudged behind Ally as Ally led her to a fancy store with racks of long gowns.
Ally rifled skillfully through the racks before extracting two gowns. One was a
deep plum shade, while the other was a jeweled-indigo shade. The plum dress was
stunning, but the indigo dress was beyond words. Even Mandy gasped at her own
reflection. The dress was strapless with a sweetheart neckline that was adorned
with twinkling crystals. The dress was rouched and fitted through the waist,
but once it reached her hips, it fanned out, cascading down her frame in gentle
ripples. The material seemed to float above the ground, and Mandy looked
ethereal.

“It’s perfect,” Ally breathed. Mandy could not believe her
own reflection.

“I’ll find you the perfect mask. Don’t worry!” Ally
exclaimed. The women made their purchase, along with matching shoes and were
back in the car heading towards the office by five o’clock.

Mandy shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

“Can I ask you something?” she asked Ally. Before Ally could
respond, she barreled on. “What happened to the last Property?” She noticed
Ally slightly flinch.

“It was bad,” Ally said quietly. “I knew you would ask at
some point. There are rumors.”

Mandy waited while Ally gathered her thoughts.

“She was really pretty. Josephina. Almost too pretty. She
attracted a lot of attention, and Justin didn’t like that. She also flirted way
too much for her own good. Justin thought he could tame her but Josie was even
too much for him. She began an affair with another pack member and Justin found
out. It became really ugly, or at least that’s what the few people who witnessed
their fight say. The next day Josie’s desk was cleared out and she was gone.”

Ally paused and took a deep breath. “We all just figured she
quit or she was fired. The pack member stopped coming around, too. Justin
banished him from the pack. Apparently, he has the authority to do that, and
it’s a huge dishonor and embarrassment. But a few weeks after that all
happened, I went by Josie’s house to drop off a bracelet I had borrowed. The
house was empty, but everything was still there. I had a key, so I let myself
in. It was as if Josie had never returned to her house. There were dirty
clothes on the floor and dishes in the sink. The house was lived in, but there
was a layering of dust over everything.”

Ally’s voice dropped an octave. “I don’t think she returned
to her house after their fight.”

Mandy swallowed fearfully. “Do you think Justin did
something to her?”

Ally shook her head slowly. “I just don’t see Justin capable
of that, but it doesn’t make sense. Maybe she feared him and she fled. Maybe
she ran away with the pack member. I truly don’t believe Justin was involved,
but regardless, the situation is unpleasant.”

Unpleasant? Mandy found it downright frightening.

“I think I would run too if I crossed Justin. Wouldn’t you?”
Ally asked gravely. Mandy nodded, but her stomach turned in knots as she
thought of her meeting with Brad the night before. She was playing with fire,
and this was a flashing red light for her to stop.

“Anyway,” Ally said cheerfully, “I’m sure you’ll never have
to worry about that! You are so much smarter than Josie!”

Mandy smiled back weakly, and she resolved to be anything
but cordial to Brad in the future. The remainder of the ride was spent in
silence as Mandy mulled over what she head learned today.

***

Wednesday was a day of tension and awkwardness within the
office. Ally was pleasant as usual, but Jen skittered around Mandy, while
Meghan gave her the silent treatment. Mandy felt strange showing up to work in
her new, expensive clothing. Today she was wearing a lightweight cream-colored
dress that draped around her body tastefully. It had a simple neckline and the
hem came just before her knees. Mandy had accented the outfit with gold sandals
and a long, chain-linked gold necklace.

Mandy chuckled to herself as she thought back to Chrissy’s
reaction when she had come home with a carload of clothes. At first, Mandy had
considered hiding the clothes from Chrissy, but once she realized how much she
and Ally were purchasing, she had known that would have been impossible. With a
ridiculously small apartment, and less than ample closet space, Chrissy would
have immediately noticed Mandy’s new wardrobe.

Mandy had stuck to the truth somewhat by explaining that her
company had an impressive wardrobe stipend. Chrissy had eyed her warily, but
Mandy shrugged it off. Mandy explained that her wardrobe had been in such dire
straights, that she was advanced a year’s worth of her stipend. When Chrissy
asked what would happen if Mandy left before a year, Mandy said she would have
to pay the remainder back. Chrissy eyed the boxes and then laughed saying that
Mandy had better stick around for at least a year then.

As Mandy settled herself into her desk, she glanced at
Justin’s doors wondering when he would return from his morning off-site
meeting. The morning ticked by slowly and Mandy yearned for the early days of
her new job where she Meghan and Jen got along so well.

By lunchtime Mandy had had just about enough. Even Ally’s
perky personality couldn’t carry the uncomfortable lunch conversation. Jen
laughed way too loudly at anything she said and Meghan seemed to want to eat
her lunch as fast as possible so that she could disappear.

“I’ve had it!” Mandy exclaimed, pushing her salad aside. The
women eyed her nervously. “This is ridiculous! Why are you treating me so
differently? I thought we worked this all out on Monday morning? What
happened?”

Jen, looking even more embarrassed than she had on Monday
morning, spoke. “It’s just - we’re not sure what we can and can’t say around
you.”

Mandy rolled her eyes. “You can say anything you want! Just
because I’m the stupid Property doesn’t mean you need to censor your thoughts!
I’m not going to run to Justin and blab everything you tell me!”

“Well, that’s what the last assistant did and she was really
close to becoming the Property,” Meghan spoke up. Mandy stopped, realization
dawning on her. She looked at Ally for assistance.

“Oops. Forgot to mention that yesterday. We all kind of
spoke in confidence and then she told Justin. Plus she couldn’t handle the
whole orgy thing,” Ally looked sheepish at the lapse in her memory.

“Great,” Mandy said, frustrated. “Now none of you are going
to trust me. I’m not one of those girls who runs and tells my boyfriend
everything.” She looked embarrassed. “Not that Justin’s my boyfriend – I just
meant – you know – I’m not like that!” she stuttered. Certainly, she and Justin
were nothing like boyfriend and girlfriend. She knew next to nothing about him.

Finally, Jen seemed to be at ease for good, and even Meghan
seemed to lighten up a bit. The rest of the lunch passed in easy conversation
and Mandy felt relieved when she returned to her desk. Not five minutes later,
Justin came striding down the hall. He went behind closed doors and didn’t
emerge until five o’clock. He barely even looked at Mandy and she felt hurt.
Here they were, supposedly starting some type of relationship, and Justin could
hardly look at her, especially after a hard fuck the day before.

Annoyed, Mandy stormed out of the office once her work was
finished. She fumed all the way home, and was in a foul mood all evening.
Chrissy took care to avoid her, and Mandy turned into bed early. Not even the
glamorous evening gown hanging from her closet could lift her spirits. At the
moment, she had no desire to attend the ridiculous costume party.

Mercifully, Thursday was a much better day between the women
in the office. Jen was back to normal, and Meghan was back to her normal self
as well, though she was never as kind or friendly as Jen was. Justin was only
in the office for an hour, and he spoke to his three assistants collectively
before he left for the day. Not only was Meghan annoyed, but she was hurt even
more than the day before. She was beginning to regret her decision to become
Justin’s Property. It wasn’t worth the hassle or stress, and she didn’t need
Justin’s help in making her feel worse about herself.

Near the end of the day on Thursday, Ally swung by her desk
to drop off the mask she had found for Mandy. It was beautiful, with large blue
and green feathers, and intricate painting around the eyes. It was attached to
a slender rod.

“Justin picked it out himself,” Ally said proudly as she
handed the mask to Mandy.

“Thanks,” Mandy said softly. “I think he’s mad at me though,
so I don’t know how I feel about the party right now.”

“Why would he be mad at you?”
Mandy knew exactly why, but she shrugged instead. She didn’t know how Justin
could know about her meeting with Brad.

“He’s very moody, Mandy. I’m sure it’s nothing you did,”
Ally said gently. “Go home, have a glass of wine and tomorrow’s Friday. Plus,
you have looked amazing the past two days in your new clothes!”

Mandy smiled at the mention of her new clothes, but then her
face fell as she thought of how Justin had neither noticed nor commented on her
new attire. Mandy thanked Ally and went home. She spent another miserable night
at home, staring at her completed costume, wondering how she would attend a
party with Justin when he barely seemed to be speaking to her.

Friday morning Mandy woke up and resolved to say something
to Justin. She dressed in a teal sleeveless dress with a thin silver belt. The
slipped on silver sandals, and even blow-dried her hair. Mandy always felt
better when she knew she looked her best. She strode into the office with a
purpose, and sat down to begin work, being highly efficient for the morning.

Justin arrived and barely looked at her, or Meghan and Jen
for that matter. Mandy gave him a few minutes in his office to get himself
situated, and then she matter-of-factly walked to his office and knocked on the
doors.

“What?” Justin barked. Through the half-open doors, Mandy
could see him peering at the computer screen and tapping his fingers
impatiently.

“Can I speak to you please?” Mandy asked, her voice sounding
much more calm then she actually felt.

Justin looked up and for the first time in days, he seemed
to actually notice her. He took in her dress and her hair, and a happy look
seemed to flit across his face before his usual stony at-work glare came back.

“Yes. Shut the door behind you, please.”

Mandy stepped into the office and pulled the door shut with
a resounding click. Justin looked at her, his eyes curious yet wary.

“And what can I do for you, Ms. Ray?” he asked, his voice
almost playful.

“I want to know what the hell is your problem!” Mandy
demanded, and she couldn’t keep the anger or frustration out of her voice.

Justin looked taken aback. Perhaps he wasn’t used to people
speaking to him this way, or perhaps he was surprised at Mandy’s outburst.
Either way, Mandy didn’t care.

“What do you mean?” he asked slowly.

“That way you have been treating me ever since I became your
Property!” she exclaimed, even though a small voice inside of her head said
ever
since I saw Brad on Monday night.

“I don’t know what you mean, Mandy. I’ve been busy at work.”

“Yes, you’ve been busy, but you’ve barely said two words to
me. Is that how you treat Properties? If so, tell me now. You fuck me with
unusual roughness on Tuesday, and then hardly speak to me all week!” She was
furious.

Justin almost looked amused as he wheeled his chair back
away from his desk and surveyed her. He steepled his finger under his chin as
his eyes roved over her.

“You look incredibly sex,” he said softly. Mandy was caught
off guard, not expecting this response.

“Thank you,” she said, confused.

“You’re wearing your new clothes. You look very polished and
elegant. In fact, my dick is getting hard at this very moment.” His voice was
low and gruff. Mandy shifted, unsure of how to handle this new direction in the
conversation.

“Do you want to be my Property?” Justin asked slowly, and as
he spoke, he moved his hand down to the bulge in his pants.

Mandy merely nodded.

“My dick just hardened even more.”

Mandy’s eyes widened and Justin parted his lips, his tongue
grazing his top teeth.

“As your master, I command you to come over here,” he
breathed.

The slow burn that had begun unnoticed in Mandy’s groin,
burst forth and she felt a hot rush of desire blossom within her. She walked
towards Justin, waiting for his next command. This is what she loved; pleasing
Justin.

Justin had unzipped his pants, and pulled his pulsing cock
from his boxers. He was stroking it softly, and Mandy noticed his chest rising
and falling faster than normal.

“On your knees,” he ordered. Mandy dropped to her knees,
eyeing Justin’s cock with reverence. Her lips ached to ensconce it and she
could already feel the moisture seeping through her panties. She kneeled before
Justin, and like an eager puppy, waited for him to give her the okay.

“Make me come,” he breathed. Instantly, Mandy had her lips
wrapped around Justin, sucking him as if were the last of the water on a desert
earth. She sucked and sucked, dragging her mouth up and down his shaft as she
ran her wet tongue in wake of her lips. Reaching her hands up, she grasped his
shaft firmly with one hand as she extended his pleasure, and reached her free
hand down to play with his balls.

Justin moaned as his head rolled back and Mandy wished she
had a third hand so she could rub her dripping pussy. All thoughts and anger
were forgotten and the only thing that mattered was the solid mass in her
mouth, and her desperate desire to please Justin as best as she could.

Stretching her mouth wide over Justin, she took Justin deep
into her throat, his cock pushing down into the depths of her.