I wanted to make Jocelyn my new pet, and I wanted to win her heart.
Chapter 4
Jocelyn
Imagine my surprise the next day when I reported to work– now breezing right by the bratty receptionist, Morgan and waving hi at the nice receptionist, Cynthia – and went to the cubicle that had been assigned to me, only to find a pink envelope there.
I looked around, but no one seemed to be paying any attention to me. I had been fantasizing about William all night, so I had a feeling that perhaps it was mutual and that whatever was in this envelope was from him.
I really wanted to tear it open. But Hannah’s voice echoed in my head. Last night, I had told her about William and she’d said that she had heard about Davies & Sons and especially about him. They all liked to frequent a club called Dark that was owned by the uncle of Ray Silver, who worked at McKenzie.
He was known for taking “pets” and teaching them his ways of submission. I hadn’t known what Hannah meant by that, and she had to explain it meant BDSM. Even though she and I had grown up together, going from elementary school to law school together, I obviously knew a lot less about the world.
It seemed I was foolish to think that William would want anything more than sex to do with me. But then again, Ray was with Eileen, one of the accountants at McKenzie, and they seemed very happy together.
Just because someone was some kind of “dom” at a BDSM club – a “master” who showed women how to be submissive to him – didn’t mean that that person couldn’t fall in love. Right?
But even if I was wrong, who cares? I asked myself.
I shouldn’t want to fall in love with the first person I’d ever be with physically. It could be a fun time to explore with someone and not get emotionally attached.
Of course, that person shouldn’t be my potential boss.
I told myself that it was all a very bad idea and to forget about it.
However, then I opened the pink envelope, my hands shaking as I did.
It was a handmade valentine. And it said, “Be Mine… Be my mentee, that is,” on it. It was signed “William.”
I didn’t know whether I should be flattered or upset. I quickly turned the valentine over, before anyone else could see it.
He must have anticipated I’d do that, because on the back, he wrote:
Come to my office at 10 am to start your instructions.
I looked up at the clock. That was in five minutes.
Part of me felt mad, as if this was implying that if I got with him sexually, I’d get the job. But part of me felt thrilled, because I wanted to get with him sexually.
My pussy walls clamped together but some wetness still managed to run out of them. He had such an amazing effect on me. I just had to see what he wanted from me. It was as if the force pushing me to him was stronger than I could resist.
I got up, hoping no one noticed what I was doing, and made my way to his office. Of course I had managed to notice yesterday where it was; I couldn’t help myself. He had looked so flustered when he had left the meeting that I had just had a feeling he was waiting to see me again.
And I had been right. This Valentine’s of his proved that much.
Once I arrived at his office, my heart thudded in my ears as I stood, shifting my weight from one foot to the other, staring at the name plaque on the door of his office. Wondering what the experienced Dominant, the man that, according to Hannah, so many women had called Master, was doing in there and if he was thinking of me and wondering if I’d come.
I knocked and waited. My hand hovered close to the door after a while, but for some reason I didn’t knock again. Probably because I knew he’d heard me.
He just liked making me wait.
I wondered how many other women had stood exactly where I was standing now. Did he take pets at work, or only from the Dark club?
Hannah hadn’t known the answer to that question of mine, which I’d asked her last night. She had only heard rumors that he was a Dom and a player.
I started thinking about what I wanted William to do to me. A hot blush rose on my cheeks, until my ears started to burn. Why couldn’t I stop imagining myself with him in this way?
I kept going back and forth, telling myself not to be with him, but then realizing I couldn’t resist. If I even had the chance to be with him, that is.