Scarlet Whisper

Since we had met at the hotel I had corresponded with Theresa several times. We had met when she had booked me at a hotel for a massage. Thirty eight and single, with a large voluptuous figure, huge breasts and I discovered, a huge capacity for alcohol, she had also turned out to be one of the most sexual women I had ever met. She was a Portfolio Manager for a property developer and when we had first met, I found her superior attitude, demeaning manner and rudeness hard to take. At one stage I had threatened to leave and after finally apologising and asking me to stay I relented and ended up tying her to my couch and sexually tormenting her for over an hour, bringing her repeatedly to the point of orgasm until she literally cried and begged for release.

Now, several weeks later, our online chat was becoming increasingly sexual and perverse as she explained how much she had enjoyed being restrained and dominated by me. She told me she loved being helpless, humiliated and dominated. She had also told me that she was particularly turned on by the idea of being humiliated and undressed in public before being sexually used. She told me that all of her fantasies revolved around elements of being stripped or exposed in public and being used sexually irrespective of her own needs. She told me she thought of being in a doctor’s surgery where the doctor would examine her before sexually using and abusing her, sometimes in front of medical students. Another involved her Boss who was older than her calling her into his office to be inspected, humiliated and then used without thought for her needs or desires.

One day she contacted me and asked if I was available for another massage. We arranged a day and she told me to meet her at a hotel near Maidenhead just after lunch. I did so but a while later she rang to say she had had a call from a site in Reading and would have to attend to the problem. She asked if I would meet her there and then we could get a room in Reading. She met me at the hotel car park and as we drove I looked across at her. She was wearing a very tight fitting business suit, her skirt cut just above her knees and gave me a glimpse of plenty of thigh as she drove. Her hair was tied up and although she looked quite severe, I actually found her very attractive and couldn’t ignore my cock twitching in anticipation of what may lay ahead when we returned to the hotel.

Ten minutes later she parked up and after a short walk we entered a non descript building in town. As we entered there was a reception area and several men were working on ladders installing some cables within the ceiling. Neither men looked happy to see her and after a cursory glance and greeting, true to form she ignored them. Once again, I found this side of her nature unpleasant but confirmed what I had thought about her attitude towards others. Walking through the ground floor another couple of men in hard hats and hi vis were discussing some detail over a drawing and asking me to help myself to a coffee, she left me to discuss some detail with them. I got myself a coffee and about ten minutes later she invited me to follow her up to the second floor. Entering the open plan office area we passed five or six people, no one paying any attention other than a casual glance as she walked around and surveyed their work. Finishing my coffee, we then got in the lift and proceeded up to the third floor which consisted of a large open plan area with several small cellular offices. The partitioning walls were solid plastered but full high glass faced the open plan area. The glass was etched and obscured except the top of each glass panel which was clear about 400mm from the top and bottom. No one else was around and it looked like whatever refit had been taking place was complete. Furniture was positioned loosely around the area and each office either had a small meeting table and four chairs or a large office desk and a couple of high backed leather office chairs.

As she walked along looking into the office I looked at her hips swinging in front of me and as we got to the office furthest from the lift she entered and walked in looking up at the ceiling. Sunlight cascaded in from the large window on the back wall and in the office block opposite I could make out several individuals sat at their desks. Looking back at her, I looked at her large breasts straining inside her jacket, her cleavage caught my eye and the swing of her hip made me want to grab her from behind. Suddenly I had an urge to take her. Stepping behind her, I closed the door behind us. She turned around startled, ‘what the fuck!’ Instantly I was on her, planting my mouth on her lips I held her tight and started to kiss her. I was actually taken back but how strong she was but even so I was easily able to hold her hands behind her back and push her back until she was pressed against the desk. She tried to steady herself but as she did I held her and suddenly felt her respond and return my kisses, probing my mouth with her tongue. I now held both her wrists in one hand and with the other started to massage and grope her breasts with the other. Suddenly she twisted sideways breathing heavily. ‘What if someone comes?’ I ignored her, pulled her jacket open and slid my hand over her breast. For some seconds she resisted before I felt her relax and spun her round, pushing her forward onto the table.

Without giving her the opportunity to question me again I instruct her to ‘stand still’. She looked like she was about to question me but then slowly she did as instructed. Slowly I walk around until I’m stood behind her. Well aware that I was making her nervous, I stay still as she looks over her shoulder nervously. ‘Remain still and face the window’. She complies and I remain still, aware of how uncomfortable my presence is making her feel. Excitement emanates from her and I watch her breathing change as she senses me inches from her back, my hot breath down her neck. Slowly I walk around until I stand beside her. I can sense her excitement, her chest rises and falls heavily, a red blush spreading across her cheeks and the front of her chest. She is hesitant and tries to turn but I tell her sternly that she must always do as she is told. She turns her head slightly and I see her bite her lip and recognise a flash of excitement in her eye. ‘Did I tell you to move?’ ‘No Sir’ she responds apologetically. ‘Then do as I ask’ as I slowly walk around her, pausing and staring as if there is something I have noticed. I can feel her embarrassment as my eyes seem to look through her clothes as I take in every inch of her body as if naked. I pull up a chair, sit down and watch as she looks down at the floor. ‘Look at me’. She does so and I can see she is breathing more heavily now, sweat is appearing across her brow and her face looks flushed. I watch her intently before continuing.

‘Good, now take off your jacket’. Hesitantly she reaches up and undoes the button on her jacket, her hands shaking to the point where she can hardly undo it. My eyes don’t leave hers as I tell her to undo her blouse and remove it. I can sense her apprehension, her nerves combined with excitement as I watch her comply. I stay quiet and watch her discomfort. ‘Now your skirt’. Again, a slight hesitation brings a rebuke and I tell her that she is to do as I say immediately and without delay. ‘Now!’ You unclasp your skirt and let it drop as I get up and walk around you, surveying every inch. Bending down I pick up her jacket, skirt and blouse and place them over the back of her chair. Now I walk around behind her, I can feel she wants to turn with me but I tell her not to move. Reluctantly, nervously she does so as I stand behind her and remain silently still. For at least a minute I do not speak, or move and watch her fidget, her breathing becomes laboured and I can sense the tension in the air. I lean back and admire her. I stand and admire her full figure, the weight evident around her waist and as I continue to gaze at her body I admire her wide hips, her full wide bottom and her white knickers barely covering her ample cheeks. Her hold ups encase her strong thick thighs, her skin pale glowing in the sunlight drifting in from the window. Slowly I pace to her side admiring her full bottom and the shape of her breasts in a matching white bra. Her cheeks are red, her breathing is laboured as she sighs heavily. She turns to face me and opening her mouth I silence her with my finger to my mouth and a shake of my head a warning. She hesitates and then closes her mouth and assumes the position, standing still, hands by her side and facing the window. I push her chair under the table allowing me to stand in front of her in the confines of the office and lean back against her chair, my eyes never leaving her devouring every inch.

‘Now your bra’, but she doesn’t move. ‘Now’! She hesitates and then reaching around she unclasps her bra before slowly letting it fall to the floor and defensively holding her arms over your breasts. ‘Put your arms by your side’ and slowly, reluctantly she does as she is told allowing me to freely stand and admire your breasts. They sag heavily but I notice that her nipples are once again very large and inflamed and I feel the urge to reach out and gently tweak them before restraining myself quickly. I gesture towards her knickers. She knows what I want but hesitates. Then submission and understanding my intent, she takes a deep breath before tentatively pulling them down and stepping out of them leaving her in her hold ups and high heals and looking sensational. I watch transfixed as her dark, neatly trimmed bush comes into view and with a nod of my head I gesture for her to remove them. Stepping from her knickers she rises slowly. She tries to cover her modesty with her hands but seeing the look on my face she takes her hand away and slowly stands upright before me. I look her in the eyes as she struggles to keep eye contact, then slowly I look over her, taking in her breasts, her stomach, her waist and the width of her hips before lowering my eyes to her pussy. Remaining silent, I look and stare at every inch of her.