Under Strict Orders (Love Under Quarantine 1)

I had to wonder if it was some kind of test. The tasks he had set me, in addition to being more than plentiful, were some of the hardest shit I’ve ever had to do.

I almost considered for a second that it might be part of some kind of punishment or something that got him off, before remembering how much I was being paid and how important and involved the project we were working on was. What he had given me could very well be what he didn’t have time to do.

He was probably already working his ass off on elements that were every bit as hard, if not harder. I grinned a bit, the word “hard” immediately bringing up fantasy images of Vik’s huge, hard cock. Shaking my head to clear it, I did my best to get into the zone and start work on the task at hand.

Lunch time came around. I knew because I had set an alarm on my phone so I wouldn’t skip it again. Leaving the computer for the first time in hours, I heated and ate not only that day’s breakfast and lunch, but the lunch from the day before as well. Just in case he counted.

Stuffed but happy, I brewed a pod’s worth of coffee and went back to the salt mines, trying to remind myself how much I loved programming, something I’d been doing since before I got my first bra.

The sun was long gone by the time I finished. The lamps in the living room turned on by themselves when their sensors registered the dying of the light, refusing to go gently into that good night. My back was a wreck and my pussy actually ached from the lack of attention, but I still felt satisfied and even proud to have risen to the challenge. Even with the dull throbbing assaulting my head.

“Angie! Come here!” Vik called from his office.

I jumped up so fast that I banged my knee on the underside of the desk and limped my way down the corridor, wondering what new things he had planned for me. I stood in the middle of the room in the clothes he had selected that morning, hands behind my back, awaiting his direction.

“Come here,” he said.

“Yes, sir.”

I went over to his chair and stood in front of him as he turned to face me. I could already see the bulge in his pants. It was really flattering to know that I turned him on so much.

He slowly rose to his full height, towering over me by nearly two feet. Taking me by the hips, he bent me over the desk.

Lifting the back of my skirt, identical to the one he had me wear the day before, Vik pulled my hands behind my back, holding both of my wrists in one of his huge hands. That was when the handcuffs came out, appearing from one of the many drawers in his desk. Vik had to go down to the third-smallest size to fit them securely around my wrists. I didn’t struggle, knowing it would just make things “worse.”

I also didn’t mind being handcuffed. At least not by Vik.

Stroking his hand over my bare ass, Vik pulled his chair up and sat down behind me. He gently spread my pussy lips with his thumbs and then dove in, licking me until I screamed. Vik somehow always seemed to know just where to touch me to make me absolutely explode.

He brushed his hand along my back under my shirt as I came down. The tremors took several minutes to subside. He wasn’t finished yet, though.

The sound of another drawer followed by the familiar buzz of a vibrator. My hands still cuffed behind my back, I could only watch as he spread my wet pussy and slid the vibrator, set on low, all the way inside me, positioned so the smaller bit at the top could do its work on my clit.

Yet another drawer and the fwip of a plastic lid being flipped open. Then something cold and rubber being pressed up against my asshole. It took a moment to realize that it was a butt plug, something I had only ever seen in pictures, and it was already slipping deep inside me. Deeper than I ever would have thought possible. So deep in my ass that I could feel the flat base pressing against me, stretching me out.

Taking hold of the vibrator, Vik worked it in and out of me, easing me into it slowly at first, before steadily building in intensity until he was pounding it into my pussy, the pleasure only amplified by the massive amount of new stimulation in my asshole.

I never knew anything could feel so good. Tears of passion started to roll down my cheeks.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned. “It feels so good, Boss. Mmmmm.”