You are MINE (closed)

He was so urgent... So intent... She purred hips moving with his affections as her eyes opened to look at him. She smiled the sensual nature of the entire moment made it easy for an orgasm to slither through her system as she gasped biting her lip.
 
Gabriella's orgasm wasn't a big one, but it did the trick. Greg wished he had more time to do this all right, but that would have to wait. Still, he'd done what he'd promised he'd do, which was the important part.

He stood and kissed Gabriella, his lover, his mistress, and told her, "Now, I need to get myself taken care of quick. Please keep teasing me while I get myself ready." He was going to have to run out the door, and he wanted to be horny as all get out when he did leave. It would be quite the reminder of their time together.

Greg then got to the task of washing himself up, feeling the clock ticking down as he did so...
 
She curled against his back. Her arms slithering around his waist as she purred near his ear and whispered. I expect pet to remain... Hard all day.

Hands slipping all over him as she nipped at his shoulder.
 
Gabriella's body writhing against him felt pretty damn good. It was certainly helping the tease he'd requested. There was one part of his body he wouldn't have to wash, because she kept stroking her hands all over it, driving him completely crazy.

When she stretched up to his ear and whispered, "I expect my pet to be hard all day," Greg merely moaned and pressed himself back against her. He couldn't guarantee he'd remain hard all day, but he was certainly going to be aware of his cock and balls pretty much the whole time.

"Yes, Mistress," he murmured before he started washing himself once more. He was almost finished, and as frustrating as this was, he'd requested it, and he wished it could go on even longer.

When he showed up at Lance's bar, he was more than likely going to be ready for whatever Gabriella had in mind...

Before long, he'd washed as much of himself as he could manage without bursting from the tease Gabriella was laying on him. He turned around, and gasped, "Thank you. Unfortunately, I have to go now." His rock-hard cock pressed against her stomach, driving him even crazier.

It would only take a few humps against her.... his hips started to move. He couldn't help himself. Gabriella would have to stop him, or he was going to erupt all over her stomach...
 
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Stepping back she pointed out of the shower.

Yes you do. Get to work now love. See you later at the bar.

With that she walked out of the shower and moved to her room and grabbed a robe for now.
 
As he knew she would, Gabriella quickly caught what he was attempting to do and backed away. He'd requested a tease, and she'd agreed, so that's what he was going to get. He was just on the verge of blue balls, and that fact was going to stick with him the whole day. It was going to be maddening, but a terrific reminder of his time with her.

When she dismissed him, he got out of the shower, embarrassed, grabbed a towel, and went to get himself ready for work. The clock showed he really needed to get his ass moving. He had just enough time to get there on time, but barely.

While he wanted to give Gabriella a kiss before he left, he didn't have time to track her down, wherever she'd gone. So, he jumped into his clothes and literally ran... thinking about what might happen later that night at the bar...
 
Arriving a little early to work black leather and second skin denim encasing every curve as she walked in nodding to the others present and checked the bar to make sure all the orders arrived from the distributor. Pleasantly pleased with the well stocked appearance of the bar she moved to the jukebox and finding a song she liked began to dance a little mentally prepping for tonight and the expected game night crowd.
 
Lance was in his office when Gabriella came in. One of the girls was between his legs, with his cock halfway down her throat. He watched the monitor as Gabriella checked that things were ready for when her shift came, then had to switch cameras when she crossed the room and started fiddling with the jukebox.

As always, she looked completely fuckable. Lance really liked when she dressed like this, rather than how she had when she first walked in the door, even if he'd wanted to fuck her the moment she'd stepped foot in his office.

He still wasn't sure how he felt about the ultimatum she'd thrown at him, or the session where she'd taken control of him. Some part of him liked it, but a whole lot more of him resisted.

Still, he couldn't take his eyes off the monitor when Gabriella started to slowly move to the song she'd programmed into the jukebox. She wasn't on duty yet, so he wasn't going to yell at her for what she was doing. Besides, she looked too fucking good to tell her to stop.

He finally blew his load into the waitress's mouth, and when she backed away with that questioning look, as if to say, "Was it okay?" he simply smiled down at her and told her, "Get back to work."

Then, without pulling his pants back up, he watched as Gabriella gyrated on the dance floor, collecting a small crowd of onlookers as she did so...
 
For a brief moment she missed home. Ram or Bastien would have moved right up to dance with her. Once the song was over she went back to the bar ready for the day. An inward smile knowing Lance saw it all. Once the night really got going it didn't seem to take long to mark the end of Greg's shift or his arrival.
 
Lance watched Gabriella dance, and his hand reached for his cock. Slowly, he stroked himself while watching her body move. My god, she was fucking gorgeous! The fact that she'd placed herself off-limits to him just made him want her more. While he still fucked the other girls, It was only happening a couple times a night, rather than him taking nearly every girl on duty. Gabriella was becoming an obsession., and he could feel the ache in his balls.

Any other time, Lance would have dragged the bartender in for a blowjob when Gabriella stopped dancing and took over for her shift, but he couldn't take his eyes off Gabriella.
 
The whiskey flowed and the cheers for the various teams rang out from the different little pockets of people catching different games on the various TVs. Gabriella even had a couple of times to break up fights with new comer frat boys and some of the regulars.

One of the servers started to run get Lance when one of the drunken frat boys took a swing at Gabriella only to see her catch his arm in some block and take him to his knees in pain before throwing him and his buddies out.
 
Lance saw the rowdy, drunken kid try to paste one on Gabriella when he started swinging. He saw Cupcake start to head toward the office, and he prepared to get up to take care of the altercation, but when he saw how quickly and decisively Gabriella handled the situation, he was impressed... and turned on. IT seemed everything this woman did aroused him. Regardless, seeing how she fought was unlike any woman he'd ever seen before. Lance's cock was hard watching her take care of the situation... Regardless of anything else that happened after hours, Lance knew he needed to thank her for handling things so handily.
 
The night dragged on a little boring after the altercation. She was beginning to think she might have scared of her now.
 
Greg got tied up at the precinct to where he thought he'd never get away, but finally, an hour and a half after his shift had officially ended, he walked out of the building. He'd been horny all day - no surprise considering his request that morning, which had been so eagerly and thoroughly carried out.

His cock led him to Lance's. Somehow, he was going to get off. He didn't want to risk Gabriella's job by violating Lance's rule against employees fucking while on the job, but he knew she somehow had something on Lance that apparently made her an exception to most of his rules. Still, he wasn't going to push things that far. If she decided to do something that pushed that envelope, that would be her choice. He was all for pushing some of Lance's buttons, but he was going to draw a line. If Gabriella wanted to cross that line, however, he'd follow right along.

Finally, Greg stepped through the door. Gabriella looked bored as hell, even as she waited on two customers at the far end of the bar. One of the girls came over to him and told him about a group of college kids that'd tried to take Gabriella out, and how she'd managed to handle the situation with ease.

'That's my girl,' he thought with pride and a throb in his trousers.

Greg stepped up to the bar, a few seats down from where Gabriella stood. He waited for her to finish waiting on her customers with anticipation coursing through him in regard to the tentative plan they'd cooked up the previous night and that morning...
 
Walking over to him she smiled and waited a minute while one of the regulars a rather old gent told Greg the tale of what happened earlier in the evening. She stifled a chuckle at how one drunk college boy magically turned into five guys with knives. Once the old man was done he reached over and patted Gabriella's hand like you would a grandchild then paid his tab and hobbled to the door and the waiting cab driver.

Hello love... Come here.

Gabriella's order clear and laced with a wink.
 
Greg smiled at the version of the story he'd heard from the waitress, and how it'd been embellished by the older guy. From the sound of things, Gabriella was the Incredible Hulk and had taken care of an entire battalion of army tanks single-handed.

When Gabriella called him over, he came without hesitation. His cock was already starting to stiffen, even though he knew it was unlikely they'd actually be fucking there in the bar.

He pulled Gabriella in as close as he could, so she could feel his hardening cock. The clothing she wore was so tight, there were no questions regarding her curves. He loved the fact that she showed herself off, especially knowing he'd seen all that without the protective covering.

Greg didn't give Gabriella a chance to make the first move once they were in each other's arms. He was so hot for her, he just placed a hand up under her hair and pulled her face to his.
 
His hands in her hair her gripping his tie like a leash she closed the remaining distance between them by pulling the tie gently and kissed him firmly with that rough passion she wielded with him. Biting at his lip as the kiss broke she purred where only he could hear.

Has my cop been aching for me today like a good boy?
 
Gabriella's voice in his ear sent an erotic thrill through his body. His cock throbbed and he moaned quietly before answering, "Baby, you have no idea how many times I wanted to duck into the can and stroke myself off, but I saved it for you."


Meanwhile....

Lance saw Greg walk in and watched the waitress talk to him, no doubt telling him what Gabriella had done earlier that evening. Then, one of the older patrons - he'd never caught the guy's name, stopped and talked to Greg as well, probably telling the same story.

However, when he saw Greg and Gabriella get together, then kiss, he wasn't sure whether to be shocked or enraged. He settled for a little bit of both. The half-erection he'd had most of the night was gone. Had it been anybody else, he'd have taken him out back and pounded the shit out of him. However, Greg was a friend - at last the only kind of friend Lance had really ever had, anyhow - and he also wasn't sure if he'd ever find anyone else who'd work with him in the capacity Greg did.

So, at least for the moment, Lance sat at his desk, gaping at the monitor, seething...
 
She went about her shift occasionally doing her usual act about among the patrons with the men on their knees around her and shots pouring into their mouths after sufficiently proving they could Bev like good boys. She saw some of the waitresses still looking confused about this to them seeming role reversal and she honestly felt sorry for them but to each their own. If they wanted to live on their knees slaves to men that was their right she just hoped they could fathom the power they could have over men.

She smiled down at Greg as he was right in front of her and she made sure without appearing intentional that the cameras had a perfect shot of him begging and being rewarded.
 
In the bar...

When Gabriella had suggested her game where everybody got on their knees and she poured the booze into their upturned mouths, kind of like some perverted baby bird thing, he went right along. He enjoyed being on his knees to her, even though it wasn't anything she demanded.

The other girls watched this with surprise. Both the waitresses, as well as the other women at the bar, even though there were a couple that he knew would have joined in with the guys on the floor, except for the fact that Gabriella had specifically only invited the men.

If he'd have been given the order, he'd have reached out and grabbed her hips, then pressed his face into her denim-clad crotch. Some guys would find it humiliating, but for this woman, he would find it anything but.


In the office...

Lance couldn't believe it when some of the toughest guys he'd known followed the slinky bartender out into the middle of the dance floor, then sank to their knees in front of her. It was pretty obvious to him that she had them dancing on the end of her string, and for most of them, he was sure they had no idea how they were being manipulated.

And Greg was right there! He could see the smile on Gabriella's face when she turned to him, and it further infuriated and confused him. Were they fucking? If so, how the hell did Greg get her when he hadn't? He wanted in the worst way to storm out into the bar and demand what was happening, but there was nothing illegal going on, nothing really all that suspicious, unless you had some idea how this woman worked.
 
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Gabriella had to admit when a couple of the bikers growled low in her ears "yes mistress" before joining the other kneeling before her her was surprised but just smiled to them. The money they all combined spent on the top shelf booze that normally went untouched definitely brought a hefty set of tips and cash in that night. She smiled and when the bottles were empty and the next ballgame started she made her way back behind the bar.
 
When all the allotted booze was gone for the event on the floor, Gabriella made a show of tipping the bottle upside down to show that there was no more, and without saying anything further, turned and headed back behind the bar where she'd started. Greg was a little surprised when he heard whimpers from a couple of the real hardcase-looking dudes over on one end of the lineup. He wasn't sure whether it was because the alcohol was gone, or if they were protesting her leaving, but no one offered to buy more liquor, and so there was no reason for Gabriella to stay. Besides, other patrons had arrived while she'd been doling out booze to the guys on the floor, and while the girl that had slipped in to help had managed, even though there were far fewer at the bar than there had been, it was pretty obvious she was starting to get overwhelmed.

Greg watched as Gabriella had the bar straightened out in under two minutes.

He got up and took his usual spot at the bar, and eventually, the other guys did the same. When Gabriella brought him a beer, he motioned for her to lean in to say something, and when she did, he said, "Lance is most likely going nuts in his office. I know he's afraid to come out and make a scene. What do you want to do next?"
 
Well you could wander back and see if be says any thing? Or you slipping out back with me when I take a fresh air break.

She smiled with a wink.
 
Greg smiled. "I think seeing us together is going to rile him the most. To quote Goldie Hawn from Laugh-In: 'Blow in my ear and I'll follow you anywhere.'"
 
Well then I will be taking a break in a little bit so till then I think you should let that dirty mind of yours imagine what I could do to you in that alley.

She purred and kissed him again before walking off to tend to other customers.
 
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