1. In His Hands: Part Three (Final)


    Date: 12/11/2017, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Burquette, Source: LushStories

    Working for Andrew was far more challenging than fucking him. When I got to his office it was worse than a mess. There was nothing in the way of a filing system for his contacts. His office was a series of disorganized piles of papers with his computer lost in the midst of it all. Nobody had been keeping a calendar for him, so all of his appointments were recorded on little pieces of paper that he stuck to the receptionist's desk which, until now, no one had worked at. It took me the better part of the first two weeks to enter all of the appointments electronically, with all of my other duties. By then, he'd missed two meetings and chastised me for it. Mr. Katz stopped by to see me as he sometimes did. It didn't improve Andrew's mood to see him. When my boss finished yelling and went back into his office, Mr. Katz whispered, "Don't let him fool you. Most weeks he's lucky to make half of his appointments. Just missing two is an improvement for him." "Maddie!" Andrew barked from his office. "I don't pay you to socialize." "Sorry, Sir," I called back. "Sorry," Mr. Katz whispered, looking sheepish. When we got home that night, after Andrew's second missed appointment, he didn't even invite me to his room; he dragged me there by my upper arm. We didn't make it inside the apartment. He fucked me against the outside of the door with our clothes still on. "Stop flirting with John Katz," he growled through gritted teeth. "You're mine." I didn't answer. I wasn't flirting with anyone. ...
    The last thing I needed was another man in my life. And I wasn't Andrew's; I was rented. But, I didn't see how pointing that out would improve my situation. "Say it, Maddie," he ordered in that strained tone. He pounded me harder. It almost hurt. I stayed quiet. He held my face so I had to look at him, sweat running down his face. "Say it," he ordered. "I'm not yours," I whispered. He stopped moving. "I'm not going to lie to you." He withdrew from me and pushed me away from him. We both panted like we had just finished running. He looked hurt and it made me feel bad. "I'm not flirting with Mr. Katz, either," I said, hoping that improved the situation. "He talks to me. I can't ignore him." He looked at me a moment. "I don't want you fucking anyone else," he finally said. "I know that isn't part of the agreement but I don't want you to." I just blinked at him. "I don't know where you think I would find the time or energy." He looked me up and down, grinned, and gestured for me to come into his apartment with him. The rest of the night he was much gentler. He also used my implants to make me come. His face lit up like a little boy when he had control of my arms, like I was the best toy he had ever played with. His eyes glowed as he watched me come, so I considered the night a success. I tried not to remind myself that I was really only two weeks into my indentured servitude. # Managing Andrew's tension was my biggest challenge. I started each morning by getting him two cups of ...
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