I lightly slap each of your butt cheeks. I know you don’t like being hit. This is for effect. No pain, just power and control. I can’t resist caressing that ass, ready to move on from the punishment now to pleasure. I reach for my coat, abandoned until now on the floor under your desk.
“Shall I leave you tied up here just like this?” I taunt, but without any real menace in my voice. It’s a hollow threat. Wild horses couldn’t drag me away now.
Instead, I pull from my coat pocket a bottle of lubricant and flick it open. From another pocket comes a light towel.
“You’re going to like your punishment, I think. As long as you don’t like it too much. No cumming yet or I’ll be very disappointed in you.” This time, there was a real threat in my tone.
With that, I up-end the bottle for a moment over your ass, letting the warm slickness flood over my fingers too. Spreading the towel under you, I reach down and under to caress your cock and balls with my slick hand. A little softer than rock hard now, but still firm.
“Nervous? Don’t you trust me?” You see I expect an answer.
“Please,” you respond in a whisper.
I make a reassuring noise and slide my hand back up to your ass crack, massaging you lightly, then more firmly, loosening your tension. As you begin to relax, you rumble sighs of growing pleasure.
The strain on your shoulders from lying face down with those arms behind your back must be incredible. Your muscles are quivering, over-used. Pleased with you, I decide to comfort now.
I wipe my hands. “Pet, stand up and lean over your desk for me now.”
…To Be Continued….