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A Dominant Revelation - part 2
You stand trembling before Alec’s desk, fear and anticipation coursing through your veins as you wait for his next command. The events of yesterday still fresh in your mind, you can’t help but feel a mixture of dread and excitement at the thought of what he might have in store for you today.
Alec looks up from his computer, his piercing green eyes locking onto yours. ‘YN,’ he says sternly, ‘I understand there was another mistake made at work today.’
You bite your lip and nod, unable to meet his gaze. ‘Yes, Alec,’ you whisper.
He leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers beneath his chin as he considers your punishment. ‘It seems that yesterday’s lesson wasn’t enough to teach you the consequences of your actions.’ He pauses, letting his words sink in before continuing. ‘This time, I think we need something more … intense.’
Your heart races as you imagine what he could mean by ‘intense’. You swallow hard and nod in agreement. ‘Yes, Alec,’ you repeat, your voice barely above a whisper.
Alec stands up from his desk and walks around to stand in front of you. He reaches out and places his hands on your shoulders, his touch firm but not unkind. ‘I want you to know that I’m doing this because I care about you,’ he says softly. ‘And because I want you to learn from your mistakes.’
You look up at him, tears welling in your eyes. ‘Thank you, Alec,’ you say, your voice shaking with emotion.
He nods and releases his grip on your shoulders. ‘Now, strip,’ he commands.
Your eyes widen in surprise, but you don’t hesitate to obey. Slowly, nervously, you begin to undress, removing your blouse and skirt until you are left standing before him in only your bra and panties.
Alec gestures towards the floor. ‘Kneel,’ he says.
You drop to your knees, your eyes still locked on his as you await further instruction.
He walks over to a cabinet and opens it, revealing an array of BDSM equipment. Your heart races as he selects a set of cuffs and a leather collar with a ring attached to the front.
Returning to where you kneel, Alec fastens the cuffs around your wrists before attaching them to the ring on the collar. You’re now restrained but still able to move freely within the limits of the cuffs and collar.
Alec steps back and looks down at you with a mix of satisfaction and desire. ‘You look beautiful like this,’ he says, his voice low and husky. ‘Completely under my control.’
Your cheeks flush with both embarrassment and arousal as you hear his words. You’ve never felt more exposed or vulnerable than you do in this moment, but there’s also a strange sense of comfort that comes from knowing Alec is in charge.
He reaches down and gently strokes your cheek with the back of his hand. ‘Now,’ he says, ‘it’s time for your punishment.’
You nod, your body trembling with anticipation as you wait to see what he has planned.
Alec leads you over to a large, padded table in the corner of the room. He helps you climb onto it, positioning you on your back with your legs spread wide apart. Once again, you’re left feeling exposed and vulnerable as he secures your ankles to the table using more cuffs.
He steps back and looks down at you, admiring his handiwork. ‘You look so beautiful like this,’ he repeats, running a finger along your inner thigh. ‘Completely helpless and at my mercy.’
Your heart races as he speaks, and you can feel your arousal building despite the fear coursing through your veins. You’ve never been in a situation like this before, but there’s something about being completely under Alec’s control that excites you in ways you never thought possible.
Alec reaches for a flogger hanging on the wall and returns to stand beside the table. ‘Are you ready for your punishment?’ he asks, his voice firm but not unkind.
You take a deep breath and nod, mustering up all your courage as you prepare yourself for whatever is to come. ‘Yes, Alec,’ you say, your voice strong despite the fear in your heart.
He raises the flogger and brings it down against your thigh with a sharp crack. The sting of the impact makes you cry out in surprise, but it’s not enough to make you want him to stop. Instead, you find yourself craving more – more pain, more pleasure, more of whatever it is that Alec has planned for you.
Alec continues to strike you with the flogger, alternating between your thighs, stomach, and breasts. Each impact sends a jolt of pain through your body, but it’s mixed with an intense sense of arousal that leaves you gasping for breath.
As he punishes you, Alec uses dirty talk to emphasize his control over you, saying things like ‘You’re mine to do with as I please’ and ‘I own every inch of your body’. And with each word, you find yourself slipping further into a state of submission, completely at his mercy.
Eventually, Alec sets the flogger aside and leans down to kiss you passionately. ‘You were amazing,’ he says, his voice filled with admiration. ‘Such a good girl for taking your punishment like that.’
You blush at his words, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over you. Despite the pain and fear, you’ve proven yourself capable of enduring whatever Alec throws at you – and that knowledge is intoxicating.
He helps you off the table and unfastens your cuffs, allowing you to stand up straight once more. Your body aches from the punishment, but there’s also a sense of satisfaction and contentment that comes from knowing you’ve pleased him.
Alec wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he kisses your forehead. ‘I’m proud of you,’ he whispers in your ear. ‘And I want you to know that you can continue to serve me like this whenever you want.’
You look up at him, tears of gratitude welling in your eyes. ‘Thank you, Alec,’ you say, your voice barely above a whisper. ‘I’m honored to be yours.’
He smiles down at you and gently wipes away your tears. ‘And I’m honored to have you by my side,’ he says softly. ‘Now, go home and rest. We’ll continue this tomorrow.’
You nod, unable to find the words to express your gratitude for everything he’s done for you. As you leave his office, you can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation for whatever comes next – knowing that as long as you’re with Alec, you’ll always be exactly where you belong.
You stand in Alec’s office, your heart pounding as you take in the private room he uses for BDSM activities. You can’t believe that this is happening – that you’re about to be punished further for your mistake at work. But despite your nerves, there’s a part of you that’s excited and eager to please Alec.
Alec gestures towards the St. Andrew’s cross in the center of the room. ‘Come here,’ he says firmly.
You hesitate for a moment before walking over to the cross and standing in front of it. Alec steps behind you, his hands on your shoulders as he guides you into position. He secures your wrists with leather cuffs, pulling them tight against the wood. Then he does the same with your ankles, spreading your legs apart until you’re completely exposed and vulnerable.
I can’t believe I’m doing this, but it feels so right, you think to yourself as Alec steps back to admire his work. Your breath comes in quick gasps, and your body trembles with anticipation.
Alec picks up a feather from the nearby table and begins to tease you with it, running it along your exposed skin. You shiver as the soft touch tickles your neck, your breasts, and between your legs.
‘You look beautiful like this,’ Alec whispers in your ear, ‘all tied up and helpless.’
Your cheeks flush with embarrassment and arousal. You can feel the heat of his breath on your skin, and it sends shivers down your spine.
After several minutes of teasing, Alec puts the feather aside and blindfolds you. The world goes dark, and your other senses heighten. You can hear the sound of Alec’s footsteps as he moves around the room, the rustle of his clothes, and the soft hum of the air conditioning.
Then, suddenly, you feel a hand on your shoulder, guiding you to your knees. ‘I want you to perform oral sex on me,’ Alec commands.
You hesitate for a moment before nodding. You’ve never done this before, but you trust Alec and are eager to please him. Slowly, tentatively, you reach out with your tongue, exploring the shape and texture of his cock.
Alec moans softly as you lick and suck, his hands tangled in your hair. ‘That’s it,’ he encourages, ‘you’re doing so well.’
As you continue, you become more confident, taking him deeper into your mouth each time. You can feel Alec growing harder in your mouth, and the knowledge that you’re pleasing him sends a thrill through your body.
After several minutes of oral sex, Alec pulls away from you. ‘Stand up,’ he commands.
You do as he says, wobbling slightly on unsteady legs. Alec helps you to your feet and guides you over to a nearby table, where he picks up a collar and leash. He fastens the collar around your neck, then clips the leash onto it.
‘Now,’ he says firmly, ‘I want you to serve me drinks.’
You blush deeply as you follow his instructions, pouring him a glass of whiskey and bringing it over to where he’s sitting. As you hand him the drink, you say softly, ‘Thank you for letting me serve you, Sir.’
Alec smiles at you, his eyes full of appreciation. ‘You’re welcome,’ he says, taking a sip of his whiskey. ‘You’re doing an excellent job.’
As you stand there, serving Alec and following his every command, you can’t help but feel a sense of peace and contentment. This is where you belong – at his side, serving him in any way he desires.
Suddenly, Alec’s phone rings, breaking the spell. He answers it quickly, his tone changing to one of professionalism as he speaks with an important client.
The call lasts several minutes, and during that time, you stand quietly by his side, your eyes cast downwards. When the call finally ends, Alec releases you from your restraints and comforts you, promising more exploration in the future.
‘I’m sorry we had to cut things short,’ he says softly, ‘but I promise we’ll pick up where we left off soon.’
You nod, your heart racing with anticipation for whatever comes next – knowing that as long as you’re with Alec, you’ll always be exactly where you belong.