Dominate me and love me please (pm only)

In the afternoon, the office manager reminded Chris that he had to do an evaluation of Tessa. "So soon?" he asked, to which he was reminded of the new policy.

"Alright, I'll do it this afternoon," he acquiesced. He returned to his office, downloaded the form, and set to work. He found himself shaking his head. How the hell could he "evaluate" her?
But as he went through the form, he found himself realizing that Tessa was really too smart just to be an assistant. If it had been anyone else, he would have recommended a better position. And as much as it pained him, he did the same for her.

Once done, he called Tessa into his office. He heard a knock and the door opened. Tessa walked in, giving him a smile that warmed him to his toes. "Close the door Tessa," he asked, "and have a seat."

She did as she was told, and was soon sitting across the desk from him. He smiled, "This is a little weird, but policy says I have to do an evaluation of you."

Tessa stifled a giggle, clearly imagining what that could entail. Chris wanted to take her right then and there. He stood up to hand her the evaluation he had done, the bulge in his trousers obvious. He sat down again, saying she was required to read it and then they would discuss it. As Tessa read through the form, he saw her blush a bit, looking up at him a couple times. She did look surprised when she saw his recommendation, and asked him about it.

Chris sighed, "As much as I would love to have you with me 24/7, you really are too talented just to be an assistant. I am thinking of your career. You could go places."

She made a face at him, and he smiled, "Just think about it. Any other questions?"

Tessa smiled at him, and stood. She set her hands on his desk and bent over facing him. Her blouse hung open, giving Chris a clear view of her cleavage and bra. "Are you sure there isn't anything else you require of me?" she teased.
 
Tessa was grateful that the day was going by quickly, she wanted nothing more, than to head home with Chris, make dinner, and then have his hands all over her body, why was it all she thought about was him and hotm steamy sex.. she had so many fantasies and so many things she was sure they still needed to try.

She couldn't help but smile her entire day, any time she thought of him, making love to her, or bending her over his knee, or his cock deep in her throat, she smiled, though she was sure these were not the kind of thoughts she needed to be having in her work place, but she was still able to focus and get her job done.

She felt shivers go through her when he told her to come to his office, and she did, softly knocking on the door and then walking in when he told her to come on in, she gave him the smile she reserved only for him.

She looked over at him, there was something so sexy and so powerful seeing him behind his desk, calm down Tessa she told herself.

She couldn't hide her giggle, she was trying hard to be professional but he made it hard for her to focus. She read over the paperwork, and was stunned a little by what she had read, she was flattered and the red in her cheeks showed that she was, she was not expecting this high of a evaluation.

She looked softly at him and smiled, his faith in her warmed her heart, and warmed her to her core. He surprised her more and more everyday.

She nodded her head when he told her to think about it, and she affirmed that she would, her job meant a great deal withh her, so she knew she would accept the offer, but for now that was the last thing she was thinking about.

She couldn't resist what she did next, she knew it was wrong this was there place a business but she wanted him and she wasn't going to be shy to let him know just how much she wanted him.
 
"Someone mentioned bending over a table recently," he said drily. Tessa didn't even giggle, but gave him a hungry look. He started to lean towards her when they heard a knock at his door. They both straightened up, and Chris called for them to enter.

The receptionist entered, "Ms. Marks to see you Chris."

Chris thanked her and gave a quick look at Tessa, who said, "I will get these right back to you."

"Thank you Tessa," he replied, trying hard to sound formal and detached. As his fiancée left, a woman walked in that raised an eyebrow on Chris and turned Tessa's head. If she was not a model, she should have been. Tall, elegant, with curves in all the right places, and a dress which showed them all off, Marie Marks was gorgeous, and knew it, and used it. She walked straight over to Chris, who rose to shake her hand, forgetting that he was still tenting his trousers. Marie gave him, a 'I'll have you for lunch" smile and settled into a chair. Chris could see Carol and Tessa talking softly as they closed the door and hoped like hell that Tessa was not jealous.
 
Oh yes and she meant what she said, She had been thinking all day of him bending her over his desk and having his hard cock inside of her right then. She bit her lip, and it definantly showed that she was dead serious she wanted him. Fuck she thought at the knock on the door, could there be more bad timing. She couldn't resist a smile his way as she shrugged her shoulders.

Tessa's head was spinning all over the place, and the last thing she was thinking of was any semblance of work.

She got more serious now, as she grabbed the paper work and said in a matter of fact tone that she would get them right back to him.

Okay maybe she would have to really think over the evaluation, or she would never be able to focus if she was working under him, literally and personally speaking every day. Why was it that every woman he seemed to know looked like a model, first his ex, now her, she looked down at herself.. she was rather mousy compared to them she thought to herself, and she wasn't really jealous or anything.. she did trust Chris, but damn aside from her did he ever know a normal woman. Carol was nice enough Tessa thought to herself and why she wasn't the type to believe everything she heard, or listen to rumors, what Carol had told her of Chris somewhat bothered her.

The rest of her day, her head was kind of in a fog, she wasn't upset with him... more herself for paying attention to what Carol had to say, at least she had work to keep her busy, but she would be glad when the day was fully over, and she couldn't help but think of the woman that had walked into Chris's office, and the things Carol had said about them.
 
After five minutes, Chris understood why the case had been described as 'challenging.' The client was a prima donna, wishing to sue a fashion house for breach of contract. The house claimed that she had violated her contract by changing her appearance.

Marie ranted and raved at Chris, "Do I look like I have gone to pot?"

Chris ran his eyes over her, the sheath dress clinging to her body, "No, you look amazing."

She smiled, her ego stroked, sitting down. Chris continued, "The challenge is proving before a jury that you have not changed since you signed your contract."

"Since a picture is worth a thousand words," he continued, "I suggest we gather photos from shoots you did at the beginning of the contract, and do a shoot now, and present the two. Vital statistics too. If we can establish that you haven't changed, we have a good shot at convincing a jury."

Marie leaned closer, giving Chris the same sort of show Tessa had given him an hour ago, asking if he would like to do the photo shoot now. Chris swallowed. A few short months ago, he would have been all over her. But that was before Tessa.

He also sensed that there was more than the contract at stake for Marie. She was in her late twenties in an industry that thrived on youth. No one wants to be told they are too old for anything.

Chris made a point of looking her in the eyes, "As much as I would enjoy that, I am a lousy photographer, and I would hate to hurt our case in any way. We really need a professional."

Marie looked surprised at his refusal, "Are you sure? I am think you would be marvelous."

"Wellll," he said, "my fiancé would likely be jealous if I was... photographing beautiful women."

"Ah," she said, things clicking together in her mind, "I do know people. You will have it next week."

"And I will get on the case work immediately," Chris followed up. They concluded the meeting and Chris buzzed Carol to see Marie out.

When she arrived, Chris escorted Marie to his door. The model looked Chris over once again, "You should consider modeling. I know people. Have your fiancé take some pictures and send them to me."

Chris grimaced inwardly. The cat was out of the bag now. Chris shook Marie's hand, "I will consider it, and we will have your case ready next week. You have my card. You can email me your pics."

Chris saw Carol soaking all this up, before guiding Marie down the hall. Chris closed his door and returned to his desk. It was late afternoon. He texted Tessa, "Meeting finally over. Been a day. Are you ready to go?"
 
Tessa hated that she had listened to a word that Carol had said, she had never been like that before, why was she paying any attention to it now, and then she realized that is was because of how much she truly trusted and loved Chris and that on a daily basis she had always worried she wouldn't be enough, or that she wasn't good enough for him.

All through the day, her thoughts gained her a major headache, that even excedrin couldn't touch.

She tried doing nothing but focus on her work, but even that was a challenge, not that she was doing a bad job or anything, she still got the job done and well.

She felt as if the day would never end, and everytime she tried to think of anything but what Carol had told her, which sure she knew Chris had gotten around a man as hot as him, surely had his pick of woman, but she didn't realize just how many woman, and that alot of them had been his clients... she didn't really know why it bothered her so much.

It was so frustrating to have these thoughts all day long, and it wasn't even the sexual aspect of it all, it was the fact that Carol had to tell her, she was sure he hadn't intentionally kept things from her, but when she was told that he had a very controlling demeanor in and out of the bedroom, that some how aggrivated her.

She shook her head and told herself that she was being ridiculous, he was with her and that was all that mattered, but then Carol had mentioned that he had so many things he didn't tell anyone, but a few of the clients he had been with shared there secrets with her, seemed like Carol had a way of getting things out of people, she thought shaking her head.

Then she also found herself thinking about his ex, and the stunning woman that had entered his office earlier, why couldn't she have just walked away when Carol was running her mouth.

Get a grip Tessa, she told herself softly, it didn't even matter about his past, he wanted her now, but she was definitely no super model, and she was told that was all Chris ever dated, was super hot woman, and why wouldn't he she thought just fucking look at him.

She pinched her nose, and took two more excedrin, not the daily dose recommendation, but she didn't care, it wouldn't kill her she thought.

She was a filing machine, she thought to herself, she needed something to keep her thoughts off of everything she was thinking about.

Please day just be over with already, she thought to herself.

She sighed, was it just because she was young and Chris was the only relationship she had ever been in, or was it just she loved him that much, and had already thought so low of herself.

She would never listen to another rumor as long as she lived, now she had a pounding headache, and she was annoyed, and the last thing she wanted was for Chris to know this.

She heard the familiar pang of her text message and was glad for the intrusion to her thoughts.

She read the message and smiled. ''So ready to go xoxo." And she smiled while sending it, she had nothing to worry about, and as much as she wanted to believe that, it was hard.
 
Chris breathed a sigh of relief, texting back, "See you at the car. XO"

As he gathered his things, he considered that he should have just had her meet him here. Carol had no doubt started the rumor mill churning in overdrive, and it wouldn't take long for people to figure out who his fiancé was. Although, they had been discreet, but you never knew who might have seen them at a restaurant or something.

He clicked his briefcase closed and walked out of his office, locking the door. He walked down the hall and stairs, and out into the parking lot. He caught sight of Tessa a bit ahead of him. She must have heard him, as she stopped and turned, smiling at him. Chris smiled broadl, walking up to her, putting his free arm around her and giving her a kiss.

Tessa's eyes widened, even as she returned the kiss. When their lips parted, she asked about PDA. Chris took her hand and headed for the car, "We are no longer at work, sort of, and I suspect everyone will know about us by tomorrow."

When Tessa asked him how, he replied that he would tell her in the car. A couple minutes later, they were on the road. Chris explained, "I was fending off the advances of Marie Marks and told her that I was engaged. Ms. Marks made a comment about my fiancé in Carol's presence, which is as good as broadcasting it over Web."

He took Tessa's hand, chuckling, "So I hope you really meant yes!"

He brought her hand to his lips and gave it a soft kiss, "So, would you like to go ring shopping with me or shall I wing it? With a little luck, you could show it off to Carol on Monday."

"Speaking of whom, my ears were burning. What were you two talking about?"
 
She read his text and smiled brightly to herself, see nothing to worry about she told herself, she was just overracting, which she did much to often.

She took a deep breath, and even though she tried hard not to think of the things Carol had told her, she just really couldn't get them out of her head. Then she realized she trusted him, that was all that mattered not what anyone told her, not even what he had done in his past. She also knew that he loved her and he would never ever do anything to hurt her.

She covered the computer and grabbed her purse, and slipped her jacket on. She shook all her thoughts away the day was over that was all that mattered now. She couldn't wait to get to his car, away from the office. She heard him or at least assumed it was him, and she turned and all her nerves of the day just disappeared.. and all that mattered was him. Just seeing him, made the entire day seem point less and when he put his arm around her and kissed her, she felt content and loved.

She was slightly surprised at the kiss. She couldn't help but ask him about pda in a soft even tone. She looked over at him, wondering why he thought everyone would know about them tomorrow anyway.

She nodded in agreement that he would tell her in the car. She was so grateful that they were on the road home. She looked over at him as he spoke, just admiring his features, of course she would advance at him, what woman wouldn't she thought to herself. She smiled slightly, her thoughts going back to the things that she was told.

She smiled brightly, of course she meant yes, she would never change her mind on becoming his wife.

She blushed a little when he kissed her hand and then mentioned ring shopping. "You know I dont want anything fancy, and I would love anything you would choose for me." She said softly in a whisper.

She turned and looked at him at the mention of Carols name, but part of her didn't want to bother him with what she had been told...

She decided to tell him only part of what she had heard.

"Just that you got around quite a bit." And she hoped he would believe her.
 
"Really?" Chris laughed, "is that all? I'm disappointed. That woman can dig more dirt than the National Enquirer."

When he didn't hear Tessa respond, he squeezed her hand, "Hey, she is pretty loose with her facts, so don't believe a lot of what you heard."

He ran a finger over her ring finger, musing, "I had better get that ring soon, or HR is going to ask you if you have been sexually harassed."

When Tessa giggled, Chris took her hand and set it squarely over his cock, "Feeling harassed?"

When she laughed and he smiled, "Dang, I will have to work on that! From now on, don't wear panties."
 
That was far from all, she thought to herself, but then again she didn't want to upset Chris and or ruin there night... and she didn't want to think about it, cause when she thought about it, it bothered her.

She realized she didn't respond, and she was lost in her own thoughts when he squezzed her hand, and she looked over and smiled at him, it wasn't that she really believed Carol, but then again what did Carol have to gain by lying to her, she certainly knew Chris alot longer than she had.

She smiled when he ran his finger gently over her ring finger, and almost laughed out loud when he mentioned sexual harassment, she was pretty damn sure Chris Fenton didn't need to sexually harass any woman, she was sure they just threw there selves at him.

She blushed when he placed her hand over his cock, and tingles went up and down her spine, the feelings that this man brought out in her... then she thought about what Carol had said and if she wasn't honest with him, or at least didn't ask him about the things she heard she would only drive herself mad.

She laughed at the comment of not wearing panties but the fire in her eyes, clearly shown if that was what he wished of her she would do it for him.

''Okay Carol did say a little more, but I dont listen to rumors, so I am just going to ask you, is there anything your hiding from me, that I should know..'' She surprised herself by blurting it out.

''And just how many clients have you slept with?" What the hell Tessa she thought to herself.
 
Chris sighed, "Is she still talking about that? Sheesh!"

He paused, then, "OK, they weren't clients at the time, well, one was thinking about it, any way, three."

He laughed, "that sounds bad. Let me give you the full story. I was new to the firm, just passed the bar, revved and ready to go. I am representing this woman in a divorce case, real idiot of a husband, fair amount of money on the line. We win, and as soon as the jury finds for us, she grabs me and massages my tonsils with her tongue. Apparently, she had a few hard feelings, because she insisted on wining and dining me at her ex's favorite restaurant, then took me home to sleep on their bed, all of which she texted him later."

Chris glanced at Tessa and saw a smile on the corner of her lips, "you think that was funny? I was used, used I tell you!"

Tessa giggled out loud at that, and he continued, "As you might imagine, word got around, because something similar happened a couple months later. She was more discreet, and seemed to think that a "happy ending" was also part of my lawyerly duties. The third came to me for a consultation. She said she was unhappy in her marriage, was thinking about a divorce, and wanted to pick my brain. The next morning, she decided she definitely wanted a divorce."

Chris glanced at Tessa again, muttering amusedly, "Glad you are enjoying my confession. But that's it. A little flirting here and there, but nothing more. I learned pretty quick that it didn't do my career any good, and that it ultimately was not what I was looking for."

They were close to home now, when he said, "More seriously though, there is one small part of my life I haven't shared with you yet. I can show you when we get inside, if you like."
 
Chris kept his tone light, but part of him tensed considerably. He was going to show her a part of his life that he had thought he would never visit again, a part many people would consider perverse, at best.

But as he thought about how he had spanked Tessa a couple times now, how he had given her a few bone crushing fucks, and just last night faced fucked her, and how each time, she not only accepted it, but wanted it, relished it. Maybe, must maybe...

He could tell she was curious. So he silently prayed that she really was the girl of all of his dreams.
 
She looked over at him softly... she didn't really care about any of the woman he slept with, he was single then, and she was sure he would never cheat on her.

Okay she thought three she could deal with that, it wasn't quite as many as Carol had made there out to be.

She listened to him carefully, and had to admit to herself she was amused, what woman wouldn't want to fuck Chris Fenton, men were not supposed to look that damn good, but he did, and he took care of himself, and he was smart, ambitious, and funny, and he had plenty of money, maybe appealing to most woman but not to her, what turned her towards him was his ambition and his heart.

She knew she had a bemused look on her face, who wouldn't want to use him, hell if she were a older divorcée she would want to jump into bed with him also.

She couldn't blame the woman, she really couldn't and he was a man after all a very handsome, smart, wonderful man, any woman would want him, why did she keep thinking that to herself... she had established that he was very attractive, but she was sure that was all that the woman had seen in him, she was sure they didn't want what she wanted, and that was long term, and she still worried that she wouldnt be enough for him.

She had to admit, watching him squirm slightly was quite adorable, but she knew he was not ashamed of what he had done, nor would she want him to be, he had no reason to be, but she was sure he worried a little of what she may think.

She looked over at him rather darkly as he told her there was something he wanted to share, she smiled then, whatever it was she was rather curious about.

She wondered then what it was he was going to show her, he seemed a little tense, but that was a attractive trait she thought to herself, then again she realized everything was attractive about him.

She bit her lip, as she so often did, when she was curious, nervous, or thinking of things. It couldn't be that bad she thought to herself.

She looked over at him.. ''Please enlighten me love." She said in a husky whisper.
 
He was pulling into the parking lot of their building, as he ventured, "Do you remember the couple times I have spanked you? Well, at one point in my life, I did a lot more of that sort of thing..."

He shut the engine off, and looked at her, "And I will have a few.. toys from that time, if you would like to see them?"

He exited the car, collecting his briefcase and his fiancee and walked into the building. Tessa was quiet, so he hoped he hadn't spooked her. When he opened the door to his unit, they stepped in and Chris set his things down. "Tell you what," he suggested, "you go make us a drink and I will see if I can find the key."

Tessa looked confused, but walked to the kitchen. Chris allowed himself the pleasure of watching her walk. She was just soooo fine!

When she turned the corner, he went to the bedroom and began looking through one of the drawers in his dresser. He had accumulated a number of small things there, but eventually found the one he was looking for. He walked back to the living room, to find Tessa waiting with gimlets in hand. He reached for his and took a sip. He smiled at her, "Perfect Love. Now for my end of the bargain."

He went to the book shelf and pulled a couple books away. Behind them was a key hole, into which he inserted the key and turned. It clicked and a tall panel in the wood next to the bookcase sprang inward. He reached inside and flipped a switch, bathing the room in a soft golden light. He extended his hand to Tessa and led her in. The room was paneled wood, with many eyebolts in the walls and ceiling. There was a table with various straps to one side, and something that looked like a padded saw horse. There were several 'chairs,' each of which was not designed for relaxation. One wall was lined floor to ceiling with whips, scourges, paddles, ropes, and a variety of devices that looked like they had come from a surgical suite or torture chamber.

And everywhere, coating it all, was a fine layer of dust. It had clearly not been touched for some time. "Sorry about the mess," he quipped, "I will have to get after the maid."

He watched as Tessa walked about the room wide eyed, and asked, "Are you ok?"
 
She took a deep breath when he pulled into the parking lot, and then she shifted so she could listen to him better as he spoke, now she was more curious then she ever was before.

She was biting her lip when he turned to look at her, and she really didn't know what to say, considering she was more intrigued now... so she shook her head yes that she did.

Her breathing had sped up when he got out of the car, and she walked with him towards the building. She was not scared or frightened of what he wanted to show her, she was just a little lost for something to say cause she really was not sure what to expect in the first place. She followed suit and laid her purse down with his things.

When he told her to go and make them a drink, she took a deep breath and she was sure the confusion showed in her dark eyes.

She then shook her thoughts off and walked to the kitchen, to go and make them a drink. She wasn't quite sure what to expect, so a drink was probably a good idea anyway.

She thought about what he had mentioned of the spankings as she started making the drinks, following his recipe from that first night he had made love to her for the first time. She smiled at the memory, they had come along way since that night, hell she had came along way since that night. She smiled at him when she heard him walk into the kitchen. She looked at him, and she was sure the curiosity, and wonder shown in her eyes. She took a bigger drink of her drink.

She followed behind him, when he walked towards the bookcase, and watched in wonderment as he moved a few books away. She could feel her breast rise and fall in excitement of the unknown. She had heard of secret passages behind bookcases, but had always thought they were in books and or movies, she had never really thought she would see one in her lifetime, he was full of surprises she thought to herself.

She was lost for a moment and hadn't really realized he had turned on a light. She took the hand he had extended to her and took a deep breath and looked at him rather intently, as he led her into the room. She let her eyes adjust to the much lighter light, and started looking around the room, all the while holding his hand. This was all new to her, as much was anything else sexual, everything she knew was from books, and from Chris, but this she never read about anything like this.

She looked around the room carefully, taking everything in, much of what she was looking out was a complete shock to her, yet she still hadn't tried to flee the room, she let go of his hand gently, so she could better look at things... she walked over to the wall, and touched one of the ropes gently, her heart pounding, it was so quiet in the room, all you could hear was there breathing and Tessa could hear the beating of her heart.

She touched the whip, at least she knew what the rope and whip was. She didn't have time to really notice the dust, her brain was trying to absorb all of this. She took another long drink of her gimlet. She almost laughed out loud at his comment of the maid, but she didn't. She almost didn't hear him when he asked her if she was okay... was she, she really wasn't sure.

Yes she was okay, sure this was beyond what she expected. She turned and looked at him carefully. She tried thinking of something to say and she was coming up lost. "Is this all part of your lifestyle?'' She asked softly, and she knew her voice was slightly shaky. She was not scared...but she needed to know, she had no idea of most of what she was seeing. She had done some research about the whole BDSM lifestyle, and sure she had read some of this but seeing it and being there was very different then reading it.

Was this all a part of a dom/sub relationship, she read about giving all control over to said dominant, and she had already given him that, but this was on a whole different type of level. She was thinking of the punishing side of things, hte displeasing your dom.. and then the pleasure oh the endless pleasure, so much was going on in her head.
 
Chris watched her intently as she wandered about the room, looking at everything. Her voice was shaky, and he could hardly blame her. Some of the things in this room were intended to be scary. He laughed when she asked it was All part of his lifestyle, "Nooo, some of this stuff I have never used. But you know me, when I decide to do something, I go all out."

Her expression lightened for a moment, until he saw her looking at the bullwhip, and then at him. He stepped closer to her, taking her chin in his hand, "Hey, nothing in here is used to really hurt anyone. It is not used to punish."

Tessa asked him what it was used for then. Chris took one of her hands, and then the other, and raised them, guiding her back against a wall, and then holding them against one of the manacles. Her eyes were wider and her breath was more rapid. "Do you feel different now than you did thirty seconds ago?" he asked, "When I was spanking you, did you feel things you had never felt before?"

When she said she had, he smiled, "That is what all this is for, to take you places you could never go otherwise. To be technical about it, it is designed to alter your consciousness by selective physical stimulation."

Tessa looked at the bullwhip, "even that?"

"Mmm hmm," Chris smiled, taking it in hand, "Oh yes, and someday I will show you. I am out of practice, and unlike some of the toys in here, you could really hurt someone with this. But, if you want, and you have to want it, I will show you everything."

"But not on a weeknight," he joked, "I think you have had enough stimulation for one day. Let's have some dinner."
 
She was trying not to look as if she were at a complete loss, but she was sure it showed in her dark eyes. She took a deep breath and wondered more and more about his lifestyle, and she was sure looking about more of her curiosity was shining through. Her thoughts were running wild. She looked over at him, from where she stood and gave him a half smile, she wanted him to show her, and he was showing her and she still wanted to know more, she hoped her expressions, wouldn't make him think that she didn't want this with him.

She softened he had a tendency to be able to put her completely at ease. She bit her lip when she looked at the whip and then at him. When he gently took her chin in his hand and made her look up at him, she was put at ease by what he told her, even if still slightly confused.

She couldn't resist asking him what it was used for then, she needed to know. She looked at him softly when he carefully took her hand one by one, and then held them gently above her head, and then led her slowly to back her against one of the stone walls, she looked at him as he held them. She could feel her heart quicken, and her breathing grow more rapid, and then listened to him intently as he spoke.

Did she feel different, she thought to herself.. no not really she thought, she was still excited and she still wanted to know more, and even though most people would think of a spanking as a punishment, but for her it had brought her such pleasure. She said softly that she had felt things she had never felt before. She listened as he explained further, and she was grateful that he had explained things to her, she was a little shocked about all of this, but she was glad he was sharing this part of himself with her.

She looked at him her dark eyes shining and asked about the bullwhip once again. She took a long deep breath and had to admit, that now she was more intrigued than ever before. She nodded her head about hurting someone, but she knew he wouldn't hurt her. She looked at him softly, and had to admit, that yes she wanted it, she wanted every part of him... and she wanted to give him all of her as well.

She blushed a little at his comment, and she had to admit this was all alot to take in, all in one night. And she wanted to ask him if he would punish her, she was still curious about that side of things as well.. but she thought for right now that could wait.

''Dinner sounds good." She hoped her voice wouldn't give her away.
 
They exited the way he they had entered. Chris swung the panel closed, engaged the lock and replaced the books, commenting, "Marie would think the devil himself was in residence if she stumbled in there."

They walked to the kitchen, where Chris took some frozen muscles from the freezer and set them to thawing. He could see Tessa's mind was whirling. He surprised her, by lifting her bodily and setting her down on the counter next to him. He handed her her drink, and raised an eyebrow, "You must have questions. Gimme."

She took a large sip of her gimlet, and then looked at him seriously. She breathed in and out, then asked him abruptly if he would punish her. Both of Chris's eyebrows shot up, "Punish you? Good heavens! Why?"

He paused for a second, "It isn't about punish..."

He stopped and looked hard at her, light dawning on him as to what she might have meant. He stepped closer, tracing a finger along her arm and shoulder. He drew it over her throat, then extended his fingers to grip her by the throat. He squeezed a bit, bringing his face closer to hers, "If you neeed to be punished, then I will certainly punish you."

Tessa's eyes were huge, and she was holding her breath. He kept his expression stern as he leaned even closer, "But not before dinner."
 
She shocked herself by how at ease she was about all of this, it wasn't as if anything they had done, had harmed her and she was sure he wouldn't ever do anything to cause her any real harm. She giggled at the mention of Marie, she wondered how many woman... had what been there, it didn't matter, he was with her now.

Her mind was still whirling, but it wasn't as if it were in a bad way really. She trusted him immensely, and loved him even more than that. She gasped slightly when he picked her up with ease and placed her on the counter beside him. She accepted her drink, and smiled, he could see right through her.

Liquid courage she thought to herself when she took a big drink, and then shifted to be able to look at him. I was a reasonable question, and she wasn't sure why she was worried about asking him. He seemed slightly surprised by her question. She bit her lip and felt slightly foolish for even asking the question in the first place, maybe she should stay off of the internet she thought to herself.

She looked at him tenderly, when he started to say something and then stopped mid sentence.

His expression changed and she had to admit, he had never looked hotter then the way he was looking at her right now. She shivered when he ran his finger along her shoulder and her arm, eliciting goose bumps along her skin as he did so. When he ran his finger along her throat, she closed her eyes for a moment, she slightly gasped when he extended his fingers and gripped her throat. When he squezzed her throat all sorts of feelings went through her, feelings that if she tried she wouldn't be able to explain them.

She looked into his intense gaze and listened to his words, and for some reason, his words even excited her, yet she couldn't say frightened her, more that she was afraid of the unknown. She almost hadn't realized that she was even holding her breath. Her heart was pounding hard and fast when he got even closer to her, and said not before dinner, her eyes were dark, and laced with want and need, but he wass right dinner first.
 
Chris returned to the counter, picking up a knife and selecting several vegetables for a side. He heard Tessa shifting on the counter behind him, but didn't look back, not wanting to lop a finger off or anything. He pulled several carrots from a bag and set them on the counter. One of them was quite thick, for a carrot, and had a curious swelling near the far end. With one quick cut, to take off the tip, it was quite phallic looking. Chris picked it up, and turned to Tessa, holding it out, commenting, "Would love to know what fertilizer they are using, I think."

Tessa giggled at him, and again he marveled at how lovely she was when she laughed. It was then that he notice she had some fabric in one of her hands. No, not just fabric, panties.

He set the knife down, and walked towards her, carrot in hand, "Just couldn't wait for dinner..."

He stood right in front of her and set his hands on her thighs. They parted easily for him, and he received his expected reward, the sight of her naked pussy. He silently reached for the bottle of extra virgin olive oil, and poured a little onto the carrot, as Tessa watched. He ran his hand over the root, making sure it was evenly coated.

He watched Tessa spread her legs wider as he brought the now bulbous head of the carrot to her slit. He ran it up and down a few times, watching as he lips parted for him and her juices mix with the olive oil. I locked eyes with her as he gave the root a push and it parted Tessa's lips and popped inside.
 
She was watching him, there was something very sexy, and very arousing watching a man know his way around the kitchen, she felt she should be doing the cooking, considering she was the woman and then thought what was she in the mid evil times or something, if he didn't want to cook he wouldn't be doing it she thought to herself.

Hmmm she thought to herself, she wasn't sure she could wait until after dinner or not. She watched him, and the more she watched him, the more she wanted him. Damn this man brought out the slut in her. She licked her lips as she watched him in admiration, then had a idea. She almost lost her nerve when he turned to her, no she wasn't going to lose her nerve.

She couldn't contain her giggles, he always made her laugh and smile. "It don't have anything on you baby." She said in a husky voice. She was glad she had decided on her decision of removing her panties. She coudn't hide the amusement from her eyes.

She shrugged her shoulder's and feigned innocence. "What can I say.. I love food, but I'd much rather have dessert." She said with a hungry look in her eyes.

Her breath quickened when he placed his hand on her thighs. She spread her legs, her skirt rising to where his hands were on her thighs. She watched him with wonder and curiosity in her eyes. She was soaking wet at this point then again she was always wet and ready for him.

This was new to her and where she was sure some people might consider what they were doing taboo, she frankly didn't give a damn and spread her legs wider. She was already so aroused and so hot for him, that even the slow movement up and down her slit, was almost unbearable, she was that turned on.

His gaze locked with him, and she was sure she never seen a more erotic, enticing, sexy man than the one that was standing before her. When he slid the root into her soaked pussy she let out a low growl, and a soft moan.
 
What was it about her arousal that was so pleasing to him? It was like the pleasure one felt at making a kitten purr, but a thousand fold more intense, and so very sensual, sexual. Chris loved what he did for Tessa. Hearing her moan always sent shivers down his spine and made his manhood swell.

And that manhood was getting quite swollen with envy, as he slowly fucked her with that carrot. The organic texture and variations and bumps in its shape seemed to please her, and in short order, he had pushed it deep. He moved it in and out of her in long, deliberate strokes. He loved the view. The sight of her labia and inner lips grabbing and yielding to the root.

He continued this for several minutes, leaning in to kiss her repeatedly, pleased to taste the slight perspiration on her lips. He parted from her, and stepped back, sliding the carrot from her. Tessa pouted at him for taking her toy away, and Chris smiled, "I have something else for you."

He grinned as he watched her eyes glance at the bulge in his pants. He surprised her though when he went to the counter again and selected a formidable sized cucumber. He sliced off the rough part of the stem and brought it to her. It was bigger than he was, by a little in width and a lot in length. He let her have a good look at it, as he coated it with olive oil, stroking it lewdly for her benefit.

He commented that she looked at though she needed something more substantial as he brought the new vegetable to her pussy. He rotated it, right over her wet hole, and then slowly eased it in. Her lips stretched to accommodate it and she groaned beautifully for him. She leaned back a bit on the counter as he slowly penetrated her more deeply.
 
She was so hot for him, that just a simple touch, elicited purrs of pleasure from her. Every day he was teaching her more and more, and god did she love his lessons. She was so turned on at the moment, that all her senses were on overdrive. Her moans were never low, and she was not shy about showing him, how much he pleased her.

Her eyes were closed and she just enjoyed the pleasure he was giving her, her chest was rising and falling, her breathing loud, her legs spread as wide as she thought they could go. She gasped and groaned when he pushed the carrot deeper into her wetness. Oh god she thought to herself counting in her head, she wasn't going to allow herself to cum so soon.

She was in a very vulnerable posistion and she loved it, she willingly gave herself to him. She was biting her lip and controlling her breathing, she had to hold tightly onto the counter top just to be able to support herself. Each stroke brought out more deeper, and more louder moans, and when he kissed her, she moaned loudly into his lips, wanting him to feel what he was doing to her.

When he pulled the carrot from her she nearly whimpered. His smile turned her on even more, as he told her he had something else for him, oh god yes she wanted his cock. She didn't hesitate to look down at the hardness of his cock through his pants. She partly watched him, and partly tried to control begging him to fuck her right then and there.

She looked at him softly when he returned to her, so much lust and want in her eyes. Who fucking thought you could have so much fun with vegetables. She watched with need as he coated it as he had done with the carrot. "Your killing me Chris.'' She whispered. Her breathing hitched when he told her that she needed something more substantial.

She could hardly contain herself when he slowly slid the cucumber into her pussy, oh good god she thought, she knew at this rate she wasn't going to be able to last. She let out what she thought might have been her loudest groan out. She leaned back in order to keep herself from bouncing off of the counter.

The deeper he went the more moans she would give him, until she was all but begging for more, begging to cum, begging for him.
 
The green color of the cucumber contrasted sharply with the pinks of her pussy. Chris watched fascinated at the detail as her lips stretched and clung to the vegetable as he pushed it in and out of her. Her moans were growing louder. That and the increasing amount of force he had to use to press the cuke into her told him that she was close.

He knew that she tried to hold back, and delighted in pushing her over the edge. He wanted that now. This wasn't the end of what he had in mind, and for the next step, she would need to be relaxed. He started twisting this organic dildo as he pumped it. He settled the fingers of his free hand on her mons, and sliding lower, began to lightly flick her clit.

He didn't have to wait long. Tessa began to tremble, and then let out a groan that sounded like she was dying. Chris kept stimulating and fucking her as he climax played out, softening his movements as she quieted.

When she still completely, he slowly slid the cucumber from her, leaning down to give her mons a kiss. Tessa had collapsed back on the counter, so didn't notice, at first, as Chris moved and selected an eggplant from the produce bowl. He cut the stem off and returned to the prone woman lying on his counter.

It wasn't a huge eggplant, but it was certainly bigger than anything she had ever had inside her. It wasn't as large as his fist, so was, from his perspective, perfect. Tessa looked at it and him, and her eyes widened. She protested that it was too big, that she couldn't possibly take it.

Chris leaned over her, putting on his 'dom' face again, telling her matter of factly, "Tessa, you can, and you will."
 
Tessa lay back on the counter quivering. Chris didn't know how much of it was remnants of her last orgasm or anticipation of being penetrated. Chris made a show of oiling the eggplant, then brought the 'small' end to her pussy. He knew she would be tensed up, so started by rubbing the tip up and down her furrow. He made no attempt to penetrate her, just a slow massage. He brought his free hand to her chest and began to flick the tents her nipples were making beneath her blouse and bra.

For several minutes, he continued thus, simply arousing her. Soon her tension faded and her body relaxed. He waited until she had made several moans, and then lowered the tip and pressed. Her lips stretched wide as the purple flesh sank inside her. Tessa made a loud, "ohhhhhhhh!" and tensed.

Chris held the eggplant inside her and waited. "Relax," he purred, and returned to tweaking her nipple. As soon as he felt the pressure lessen, he pushed deeper and began to fuck her slowly, keeping the bulk mostly inside her, working it deeper. Tessa shook, gasping, "ss..sso...b...big..ggg!"
 
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