Losing Herself(Surrender, Part 1)(20)

Nate grabbed her clothes, and stuffed them into the bag, before giving it back to her. “You’ll go home like this.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, and ran it down her torso, pressing against her breast. He moved his hand up again, and tweaked her nipple until it was hard. The fabric of the coat was too thick for her nipple to poke out, and Emily felt deliciously dirty.

“I need to discipline you for today’s behavior. Come up to my room tomorrow at 7.”

Emily smiled. “Yes sir.”

Nate kissed her gently on the lips and said, “My car’s waiting downstairs. Aaron will take you home.”

Emily was thankful that she didn’t have to ride the subway in her trench coat, and left the room looking forward to tomorrow.

***

As she passed by the reception area, Emily noticed that Tiffany was still there. The blonde stared at her with pursed lips, and Emily was sure that she knew exactly what Nate had done to her. As she went down in the elevator, a ripple of worry passed through her.

Her luck got worse when she arrived home – Isabel was walking home just as the car pulled up.

“Another package?” Isabel asked drily.

Emily shrugged and said, “You know how it is.”

Her roommate stared at her, her expression unreadable. “You know,” she said finally, “I’m worried about you. Who is this guy? You smell like sex.”

Emily blinked in surprise. She couldn’t deny that she looked flushed and relaxed, and she didn’t want to deal with Isabel right now.

“No-one,” she said, and stomped off to her room.





Chapter Nine



The next evening, she knocked on Nate’s door and ignored Tiffany’s icy stare.

“Come in.”

She walked in and closed the door behind her. Nate looked at her approvingly and smiled.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered, and Emily peeled off her blouse, skirt, bra and panties, until she stood wearing her high heels and nothing else.

She was getting used to being ordered to strip naked in Nate’s office, but she still felt nervous and shy. She wondered what her punishment for orgasming without Nate’s permission would be – would it hurt?

Nate walked towards her and grabbed her arm. He turned her around until she was facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and he was standing behind her. The sky was dark outside, and the windows reflected back the room. Emily almost gasped out loud at her reflection – she looked nothing like the girl she knew. Her eyes were burning with a crazy fire, her skin was flushed, and she looked obscenely and proudly naked.

Behind her, Nate was fully dressed and he pressed up against her back.

“What do you see?” he asked softly.

“I see – I see a girl who needs to come.”

Nate chuckled. “I see a girl who needs to be punished. But we can arrange for both.”

He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, and his hands reached forward and cupped her soft breasts.

“Play with yourself,” he whispered, “I want to watch you touch yourself.”

“Yes sir.”

Emily stared at her reflection. The girl in the window was having her breasts kneaded, and she moaned softly. Emily spread her legs apart and touched her clit. She could see in the window that she was swollen, and she felt shy. She closed her eyes, and began to twirl her fingers against her sensitive nub.

“Open your eyes.” Nate’s voice was harsh and angry and Emily immediately looked at the window. “Watch yourself. I want you to see what I see.”

Emily stared at her hands in the reflection. She couldn’t bear to look at her face, but she watched as her fingers played with her clit. One hand dipped lower and a finger probed between her swollen lower lips, slowly pushing inside. And then another finger, and then another, until she was using three fingers to fuck herself. Her hand jerked violently, and then she squealed as Nate pinched both her nipples hard. He twisted them between his fingers, and then he let go.

Emily moved her eyes upwards as she continued to play with herself. Her nipples were hard and erect. She moved her eyes further up and she saw that her face was a mask of lust, her eyes wild with desire. Seeing herself like that, so unashamedly horny and sex-crazed, made her want to come immediately. She moved her hand faster and faster, and Nate stepped away.

“Keep going,” he said, and then he was back with something shiny in his hands.

He moved his hands over one breast, and she felt the cool metal against her erect nipple, and then the pain seared through.

Emily screamed softly and continued to thrust into her pussy, and then she felt the metal against her other nipple, and she screamed as the clamp was attached.

“Argh,” she groaned, “My nipples.”