Office Pet

She twirled again. “What do you think?” she asked, her face alive with pleasure.

“Excellent. But I want to see more,” I ordered, shifting slightly as my cock rose to attention.

The next dress was silver with a high slit that went all the way up to her thigh. When she walked, little flashes of her underwear showed. It was daring and sexy. My breath caught in my throat and my dick rose higher.

“Another,” I huffed.

Reese pulled a red two piece to try on next. The top was very low cut, displaying her cleavage fully. My cock twitched as I thought of thrusting it in between her breasts. The skirt was overly full, but semi-sheer. If the light was behind her, I could see the line of her legs and the curve of her ass.

My cock strained, hard as steel against my pants. I unzipped my fly and pulled it out. Watching me, Reese moved towards my penis like it called her.

“No,” I ordered. She stopped in her tracks. “Another.”

I pumped my cock in my hand as she moved to pick another dress. This one was light pink and short. It slipped over her curves like a second skin, the fabric straining over her tits and ass. Some would say it was too short, but I loved how her long, strong legs looked.

Jacking myself off as I watched her move, I ordered Reese to find and put on a pair of heels. Melissa had bought a matching pair for each dress.

Reese slipped the shoes on and twirled slightly. A low rumble fell from my lips. She looked sinfully good.

“Turn around and bend over,” I ordered.

She did as I asked. The fabric of the pick dress pulled with the movement of her hips and rode up, revealing her pussy and the black thong caught between her folds.

“Ah!” I gasped. “Hold it there.”

My eyes ate up the sight of her thong trapped in her pussy lips. It was slowly getting wet as she became aroused by my gaze. I wanted to taste it, run the fabric through my lips.

I slowly got up from my chair. “No more dress up for now, pet.”

She held her bent over position as I stalked towards her. I unzipped the pink dress and pulled the fabric over her head. Next it was the bustier, it fell away easily letting her breasts swing free. All the while Reese kept her hands locked on her ankles.

I knelt and put my nose to her folds. Using my tongue, I moved the fabric of her thong into my mouth. It was sweet with her juices. Reese pushed her pussy into my face and I tonged it lightly. She moaned. I took her thong off and pulled her body up against mine. My dick nestled into her butt cheeks and between her legs.

“Ready, pet,” I asked, bending over so I could whisper directly into Reese’s ear. I pulled a strand of her honey-blonde hair back and tucked it behind her ear as she nodded.

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed, keeping her head forward.

Holding her tightly, I walked us to the center of my bedroom. A golden hook hung from the ceiling. I positioned her right under the hook and went into my dresser for a cord.

“Put your arms out, Reese. Palms grasped together.”

She did as I ordered, reaching her slender arms out their full length in front of her and clasping her hands together. I took the long black cord in my hands and wrapped it around her wrists. I looped it several times and wrapped it around itself, making sure it would hold all of Reese’s weight. I tied it off and took one of the longer ends. I traced it down her arms, watching her skin shiver under its gentle touch. Her breath was starting to catch.

“Stand, pet,” I ordered.

Reese stood immediately, holing her bound hands in front of her nude body. I circled behind her. Her whole body trembled with her breath. She was excited and nervous. I traced a finger down her side, her skin reddened under my tough just slightly as she flushed. I smacked her ass hard. Reese gasped.

Before she could recover, I barked out an order: “Hands up over your head, pet!”

Like the good little sub she was, her hands immediately shot towards the ceiling. I admired the way her full breasts jiggled as her arms swung into the air. Grabbing her by the hips, I lifted her body up until her bound wrists sank over the hook that hung from my ceiling. Suspended this way, Reese had to stretch to her tippy toes to keep from swinging. Her whole body elongated and tensed. She trembled slightly with the effort.

I pulled the full length of her body against my own. “Do you like being tied up?” I asked in her ear. She nodded enthusiastically. “Do you feel trapped? Helpless?”