Six months later…

I looked at my watch. My personal assistant was late. This was getting to be an all too regular occurrence. She knew how I felt about lateness.

The door burst open and there she was, running into my office.

“I’m so sorry,” she said. “I know I’m late.”

“I know why you’re late,” I replied, already getting to my feet.

“You…you do?”

“I saw you on camera, standing in reception for ten minutes, flicking through a magazine. It’s almost as if you were deliberately wasting time. Would you say that was an accurate assessment of things?”

She went to speak and then nodded slowly. “I’m sorry.”

“What happened last time you were late?”

“You punished me.”

“And yet here you are, late again.”

By this point I had come to stand behind her. With a single movement, I shoved her over, pushing her chest down towards the desk. She grabbed it to steady herself as I pulled her skirt up to her hips.

The base of the plug was stuck out of her ass. I was glad to see she’d done as instructed. “Good girl,” I said, moving the plug a little. “No panties like I said.”

“I always obey you.”

I landed a light swat on her ass. “I told you to be on time.”

“I know,” she replied, wriggling her hips at the same time. “I couldn’t help it.

“I think you need a more severe punishment than a spanking, don’t you?”

“Like what?” she asked, sounding nervous.

I tugged the plug slowly out of her, listening as her breathing changed. “I’ve been preparing you with these,” I said, already undressing. Once I was naked, I picked up the lube from next to her, making sure she saw it. I said nothing, gliding a generous portion along my shaft, making her wait.

It was the only thing I hadn’t done to her yet, though she had asked for it more than once. But I wanted to do things on my timetable. That was why I was planning to give her the gift in my desk after giving her this gift, giving her me, showing her how good it would feel to have me in her ass.

I slid the tip of me towards her pussy, dipping in just once before pulling out, shifting my position, lifting my feet, easing myself towards her ass. “Breathe,” I said as I pushed forwards, fighting the tension that resisted me until she relaxed enough. Then with a slight rocking of my hips, I was in, an inch of me inside her ass, the lube helping me glide gradually deeper as she moaned into the desk, the sound turning into a growl as I eased further and further, taking it slow, making sure she was ready for me.

The plugs had helped stretch her, she could take all of me as long as I didn’t rush. Finally, I was all the way inside, staring down at the intoxicating sight of my cock buried in her ass.

I started to rock slowly back and forth. “How does it feel?”

“So good,” she replied, pushing herself back onto me. “So, so good.”

“I want you to come for me,” I said, watching her hand move under her, seeking out her clit. She rubbed it in the way I would never tire of watching. Sometimes I just gave her the order to make herself come, just so I could watch. She’d done it at home. She’d done it here in the office and once, I’d made her do it in the park, while I sat on a nearby blanket, her face bright red, her eyes glancing around in case anyone might walk by. Several people did. She didn’t stop until I gave her permission. That was a good day out.

I knew when she was close. I could feel the muscles inside her tighten around me. “I’m coming,” she muttered. “Give it to me, give it to me.”

I took that as permission to go faster, sliding deep, starting to ram back and forth, knowing it wouldn’t be long before I came.

It wasn’t. Her orgasm had barely taken control of her before I lost it, spurting deep into her ass, loving the way she contracted around my cock, squeezing the last drops from me.

Afterwards, I dressed, leaving her draped over the desk. “Here,” I said, sliding a pen across to her. “Let’s get the schedule sorted.”

She reached with trembling fingers for her diary which sat at the edge of the desk. “Today, nothing until five. Hang on, there's something at five? I thought you were free to spend the day with me.”

“What’s my five o’clock say?”

She looked down at what I'd written. “It says to ask your P.A to marry you.”

Her eyes bolted up to me. I was ready, the box there in my outstretched hand. “When did you get that?” she asked, taking the box and looking incredulously down at it.

“Had it in the drawer.”

“Are you serious?”

“Will you or won’t you?”

“You are serious! I can’t believe you’re serious. We’ve only been together six months.”

“It’s long enough to be sure. I should have trusted my judgment the first day I met you. I wasted too much time staying in the past. I’d like to spend a lot more time in the future, in our future. If you’ll have me.”

“Of course I’ll have you.” She lifted the lid, gasping at the sparkling ring inside. “It’s beautiful.”

“As are you.”

She ran around the desk, throwing her arms around me. “Thank you,” she said, looking at the ring on her finger. “I can’t believe this is real.”

“There is a condition.”

Her eyes narrowed. “What kind of condition?”

“Well, you’re supposed to honour and obey me, right?”

“Don’t I do that already?”

I pulled out the other box, the longer one.

“What’s this?”

“Have a look.”

She lifted out the contents, holding it up. “A collar?”

“A collar. May I?” I clicked it in place around her neck, slipping the silver chain through the loop at the front. “Now we're going to a very special club. Follow me.”

I took her out of the office, leading her towards the lift. I didn’t look back. I didn’t need to. I knew how happy she was. I was too. She was my Sub Rosa and she was all I needed. Now all we needed to do was see what happened during our first night at Club Darkness.