The next day I called in sick to work, not wanting to face anybody or deal with anything. Especially if those things and people came in the form of a giant, know it all, two-timing Master.I went back to bed and woke up a little while later to find I had not turned my phone up after getting Lizzie's text message yesterday. I opened it up to find there were seven voice mails and twice as many text messages from her ranging from: "Mia where are you?" to: "Mia if you don't fucking call me right now then I'm coming over." There were messages from Reed as well which I just deleted not even bothering to listen to them.My heart still ached something fierce and my head felt as if someone was pounding it against the walls. I dragged myself off the couch and took a cool shower before shuffling back out into the living room. I figured this was the perfect day to dig out the ice cream I had hidden in the back of my freezer and was delighted to find I still had some wine in my fridge. I grabbed th

I managed to walk in the front doors with only moments to spare and just in time to see a car pull up. Surprise ran through me when I saw Reed dash out of it looking just as frazzled as I was. His dark, wet, hair was pulled back in a ponytail tied off at the base of his neck leaving a damp area on the back of the dark blue suit he had changed into, the color complimented him so well that my breath caught at the sight of him. The despondency that was etched into his face made my resolve weaken and caused me to hurry inside before my feet started walking in his direction on their own accord. I briskly sat down at my desk and attempted to pull out all the paperwork I could find in a petty effort to keep him from talking to me. My eyes stayed focused on the work in front of me as I tried to act like his presence wasn't affecting me at all even as my body began to tingle in awareness. I felt him make a beeline straight to my desk and the next thing I knew two giant hands were planted on th

He lifted my chin, forcing me to look into his dark blue eyes. I wanted to laugh at his words considering there were times in the past where I had honestly felt like he was reading my mind. Instead, I felt tears rise in my eyes at the earnestness in his face, and the last of my resolve melted under the sweetness of his tone. Here was this big strong Master begging me to help him, it was something I couldn't deny him and didn't really want to. "I saw you at your club. I saw you with another woman after I had just told you how I don't share, Reed. Even worse, you two looked pretty intimate." He pulled away and then walked over to the window to look out seemingly lost in his thoughts; he crossed one arm over his chest and reached his other to rub over his face. "I see. So, that was you I saw there." "Yes, it was and the man that I was talking to told me you guys were together. How am I supposed to feel about that, Reed?" I implored. I wrapped my arms around myself trying to hold back

I knew as a sub I was to wait patiently for my Masters next command. But it was incredibly hard to do when every cell in my body was screaming for me to shed my clothes so I could feel his flesh against mine again.He stood and pushed his pants down giving me a spectacular view of his ass before sat on the couch in front of me again. My eyes were caught on his hard cock that jutted up from between his firm thighs and seemed to wave at me, begging for my mouth. I licked my lips as I remembered the taste of him. I was forced to jerk my gaze away when he chuckled at me."I want that too, little sub. But right now, I want you to climb onto my lap."I hastily stood up and began kicking my shoes off almost tripping a few times. Despite my uncoordinated haste, I finally manage to get my pants off. I had just started to pull off my underwear when he stopped me with a disapproving look.Of course, he was disapproving, I had put on these clothes for that exact reason. I just hadn't expected us t

My words were meant as a joke but apparently, he didn't take it like that. With no warning, he picked me up and laid my stomach down across his desk, and with a strong jerk, he pulled my pants down again. I realized with horror he was preparing to spank me again and I began to struggle against his hold. A sharp smack against my bottom stopped me and made me squeal. "Did you just question your Master's word?" he asked deadly soft as his hand gently caressed my backside that I was sure was already turning red. "No! Reed! I don't have time for this!" I shouted and began to struggle to get off his desk. Once again there came a sharp smack on my rear causing me to cry out. "Too bad. Make time. I'll ask again-"Smack! "Did you just question your Master's word?""Ow! No! Of course not! I questioned your eyesight!" I cried.My mushy slightly crazed brain thought I could use that as an explanation. In my stupidity, I thought it would help to calm him down and make him laugh. No such luck, a