Punishing His Accountant 3: Contract Settlements(4)
“As of tonight, the amount remaining on your contract is only $7,296,” he continued. “Since that won’t be sufficient to pay you for another overseas business trip, I have an alternate suggestion. I should warn you,” he added, “that you should only agree to it if you’re feeling adventurous.”
Ella was intrigued. “Please tell me more, Josh.”
“I’d like to give you the opportunity to fulfill your end of our bargain in a single night,” he said. “You won’t have to fetch me any coffee or hand out any information packets to any foreign businessmen. In fact, you will be working only for me.”
He handed a sheet of paper to Ella. “Please review this checklist, Ella. It contains everything I want you to do for me to fulfill the terms of our contract. First, I want to remind you that you are still being punished for the embezzlement and will have to behave accordingly. Some of the items may be things you have never done before. Some of them may shock you. The one thing I can assure you is that if it doesn’t appear on the checklist, I won’t require you to do it.”
“One last thing,” he added. “My offer is good for one night only.”
“And which night is that?” Ella said absently, scanning the checklist.
“Tonight.”
Ella’s heart began to pound as she read the list. Some of the items were familiar and expected, like the word “fellatio.” Farther down the list, the paper described in detail how he would tie her to his bed and tease her without bringing her to orgasm.
The last item on the list read, “Sexual intercourse to the satisfaction of both partners.” That was all Ella needed to know.
She handed the sheet of paper back to Josh. “I agree,” she said.
“Very good,” Josh said. Ella noticed the expression on his face that by now was familiar to her. It was the look he wore whenever he had just closed a deal.
He handed her a package. “Put these on and join me in my study. I have a surprise for you.”
Ella opened the package in her dressing room in the hallway. It contained a red satin garter belt, G-string, and shelf bra, along with a pair of translucent four-inch platform heels and a piece of jewelry.
Ella changed into the G-string and attached the garter belt to her stockings. As she fastened the cup-less shelf bra under her breasts, she felt a rush of wetness between her thighs. The bra pushed her bare breasts up and forward, pointing her nipples straight out in front of her. It was deliciously kinky.
She stepped into the heels and examined the jewelry. It was a pair of silver rings with tassels to fasten around her nipples, connected by a twist of silver chains. Already highly aroused, Ella pulled at her nipples to harden them and fastened on the rings.
She walked out into the hallway. The silver tassels hanging from her breasts tossed back and forth as she tottered into Josh’s study in the platform heels.
He was seated behind the desk. “Ah, Ella, you look delicious,” he said, running his eyes down her body from head to toe, pausing to linger on her breasts with the silver jewelry attached.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
Ella turned her back to him so he could look at her bare ass in the G-string.
“For the rest of the evening, your job is to service me according to the terms of the list I showed you earlier,” she heard his deep voice say behind her. “Like a good submissive, you will keep your eyes down and do as you are told. Now follow me.”
Ella heard the jingle of a set of keys and the sound of a door being unlocked. She followed Josh through it with her eyes cast downward.
“Have a look around, Ella,” he said. “See what’s in store for your punishment tonight.”
Ella gasped as she looked around the room. Everything on the checklist was there in front of her.
Her eyes fell on the first item on the list, a plain wooden spanking bench on a small platform.
“Step up,” Josh said, nodding to the bench.
Ella walked over to the bench, balancing unsteadily on the platform shoes. Her bare ass was already tingling with anticipation as she stepped up on the platform.
“Bend over, Ella,” she heard Josh say behind her.
She obeyed, bending from her waist across the bench and lowering her head. Her hair fell down over her face.
“Hands together,” Josh said. He fastened a set of leather handcuffs around her wrists and clipped them to a rope attached to the platform.
“Lift your head, Ella,” he continued. “I want you to take a good look at this.”
Josh was wearing a pair of black leather gloves. In his hands he held a wide black leather belt with heavy silver buckle and a pair of ovals scooped out of one edge.