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Learning Obey Chapter Two

And so it was that I stepped off the elevator at the floor I was directed to, I was in an open entry area with a reception desk occupied by a very pretty brunette. As I signed into the register and asked for Cynthia, Master's assistant I was told to have a seat and wait for Cynthia. After about fifteen minutes a tall well dressed blonde woman approached me asked me to follow her. We threaded our way between a number offices in what appeared to be some form of brokerage office. I couldn't help but notice that Cynthia certainly had a shapely ass under that long, tight gray skirt. At the end of a corridor she approached a large set of double oak doors and gently knocked. I heard that masculine, deep voice tell her to enter and I recalled that voice well that had directed me perform for his webcam. We entered a large, spacious office with a round conference table at one end and Master seated behind a large expensive looking desk devoid of clutter. At her gesture I sat in a chair in front that desk as Cynthia quietly left, closing the doors behind her. I looked at the man behind the desk and was even more handsome in person than his photos portrayed. He was wearing a starched white shirt with tie and a gray jacket was on a coatrack near the desk. He just looked at me with those very dark brown eyes and appeared to wait. Quickly, I recited what I was ordered to say, "Hello Master, I'm here to serve and obey you." With that he jabbed a button on his large phone console and when a female voice answered, "yes sir" he asked the voice, "what time did this client arrive?" She answered, "four oh six, sir". He thanked her and ended the call. He then looked at me calmly and said, "you were to be here at 4 pm sharp. You were late and I don't tolerate disobedience." He stood and said, "go to the conference table." I quickly rose and walked the steps to the conference table. I started to sit down when he barked, "don't sit down, put your hands on the table with you back to me." Confused, I did just that. He approached the table and gently ran his hand over my protruding buttocks. He gave further instructions in that deep hypnotic voice. "kick off those hideous shoes and pull your pants down to your knees!" His voice had me quickly stepping our of my shoes and unbuckling my slacks to pull to pull them down to my knees. From the corner of my eye I saw him pull a short knife from his pocket. I felt a moments fear mingled with the odd desire to obey his command. He then quickly grabbed the side of my black panties and deftly slashed through them pulling them from my crotch. I felt his fingers tangle in my ash blonde, shoulder length hair and he snapped my head back forcing my mouth open with a moan. He then shoved my panties in my mouth, pushing with his fingers until they completely filled my gaping mouth.

Standing at the table with my slacks around my knees, I saw him walk to an adjacent credenza and opening the drawer bring out was appeared to be a riding crop I had seen when I sought information into a dominant lifestyle. He slowly walked behind me and explained, "you were six minutes late. You will be punished for that and can decide if you can please and obey your Master. You were six minutes late. You will pay for those six minutes." With that, I felt a searing, burning pain across my upraised ass cheeks! He said, "one minute." And then, CRACK and again that searing pain. I almost stood hearing my muffled moan around my panty filled mouth. He just said, "two minutes". I felt tears filling my eyes and I shook my head when CRACK and again that incredible searing pain. "three minutes". I felt my tears overflow my eyes and run down my cheeks, no doubt taking my painstakingly applied makeup with it. Three more times I felt the pain that left me sobbing with my face on the table and my tears running down my cheeks as well as now I felt the snot flowing from my nose. As my nose filled I was having difficulty breathing when again his fingers in my hair pulled my face back and he snatched my panties from my mouth. I sucked air into my lungs and I heard HIS voice from across the room, "pull up your pants and return to your chair." I did as told feeling the rising welts on my burning ass. I buckled my slacks, pulled down my blouse and jacket and sat back in the chair across from his desk, not without feeling the pain from my ass. He sat down and calmly just asked, "now, are you ready to obey and please me?" Somehow, I found the courage to stammer, "yes, Master." From the depths of me I felt totally under his command and somehow I was having this overwhelming urge to obey his every command. Gone were any thoughts of my business, my divorce or my life.

I was ordered to go to my knees and "crawl" around his desk which I gratefully did. (complete with relieving the pain from my burning buttocks) Around his desk, he stood and ordered me to remove his shoes and socks and then his flannel trousers. I fumbled with all, but finally succeeded.

To be continued...……..

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