She’s such a perfect sub, and the fucking crazy part is that she doesn’t question. She did once, and I put her in her place. Now, she does as I say and I fucking love to hear her scream. It’s as if she can’t get enough of me.

I took her to my house. Something that I’d never done in the past, I always took my subs to hotels. My house is my space, my privacy and something that I wouldn’t dream of bringing anyone else into, especially a sub. It’s as if I’m breaking all the rules when it comes to sweet, innocent Isobel. But there’s just one thing that’s changed; she’s no longer innocent. I have broken her sweet cherry bud and now I have her begging for more.

“Hi Christian, you wanted me to come in early?”

She asks formally as she stands by the door. It’s as if she left my house weeks ago and I crave her desperately. We were fucking all of Friday night into Saturday morning, yet my cock twitches the moment it hears her voice.

“Yes.”

She hovers at the door, “You left me at your house alone.”

I nod, but I don’t know what to say about that. I had to let her go, and I couldn’t think of any other way to do it. If I’d stayed in the house, then I would have wanted her all the time. She couldn’t handle that. As much as she was screaming obscenities and acting as if she wanted more. She couldn’t take it if I pushed her to the limit. Especially seeing as she’d just lost her virginity.

“Should I close the door?”

“Isobel, are you okay?”

She smiles, “I’m better than okay, but I never heard from you all weekend. Then last night I just get a text telling me to come here at seven.”

She’s waiting for me to reply, but I can’t tell her the truth.

“You must have been sore?”

She shrugs, “Just a little, but I’ve recovered from the rollercoaster ride.”

“Of come?”

She laughs, but I wasn’t joking because as she stands there, I want to fuck her right now. I know that the office is empty at this time. People start coming in around eight. The only thing on my mind is to take her by the door or even better over my desk?

She’s wearing a black pencil skirt which matches her dark hair which is running loose and wild. Her white shirt hugs her body so fucking tight that I can see her erect nipples.

I move closer towards her, “I want you right now.”

She nods, “I know, I can tell.”

“How?”

She points to my erection which is on display. I can pretend that this isn’t happening, but I spent all fucking weekend pretending that I didn’t crave her, every time I ended up in the hotel suite’s bathroom. Jerking off and thinking of her sweet body.

“Why did you leave Christian?”

“Because you couldn’t handle what I wanted to do to you.”

She chokes, “I handled what you did to me on Friday night.”

“And Saturday morning.”

“Wow, were we going on for that long? I wasn’t looking at the time.”

Neither was I, but when she fell asleep which was shortly after I put her in my bed. I saw the time, and I was taken aback by us fucking for so long. It was as if the more we fucked, the more my cock demanded more. She’s like a fucking magnet. She smells so sweet right now.

“Show me that you could handle more over the weekend. Prove me wrong, by bending over my desk so I can take you again.”

She’s staring at me and not moving.

“Do you have any panties on?”

She struts past me and says, “Panties in the office?”

Then she spreads her legs open and then holds on to the side of the desk.

“They’re a thing of the past, especially in this office.”

She’s turning into a bad girl. One that I’m starting to like. I walk over to her and decide that I’m going to fuck her so hard that the multiple orgasms that she had on the chair and even in the bathroom are nothing compared to the one that she’s going to have right now. She’s going to be happy that I left her on Saturday. Now, not only will her pussy be sore, but I’ll have her so hard that she’ll be screaming my fucking name, begging me for mercy!