Free Maid For His Submission by Eryn Black Page A

for a change’?" He nipped at her neck just above her collarbone. "Where do they go to let loose? A bar so that they can try to find some half-drunk ex-jock or office slut and try to convince them that all they need is a night of meaningless sex, or do they seek their pleasures somewhere else? Somewhere more exotic and elegant? Somewhere hidden under their prison of an office?"
    His words didn’t need much thought to comprehend.
    "Are you saying they all go to…?"
    "Not all, but think about it. Next time you walk down the street take a look and wonder what the man next to you or the housewife pushing the stroller do to get off? And do they by chance explore their more erotic craving on the other side of that door that I have forbidden you to cross? When you hear a man or woman moan from Tabitha's crop could it be that man, the nurse who last took your temperature or the boy eager to walk your groceries to your car? You would be surprised how normal and honest what we share here daily is. The Odyssey is nothing more than a refuge for those who feel like they’re alone in this world, forced to hide what passion burns in their heart and forced to suppress what they truly need to feel complete and admit that this is our true and honest selves?"
    The doors to the red elevator opened and without hesitation they were both closed in the metal box and rushing up to the top floor.
    "Are you surprised at the hidden true nature of the everyday people you pass on the street? Or did you expect a vanilla existence has been hiding our den of sin?"
    His question was unanswered for her lack of ability to speak. Tosh was shaking from need for him and if she could speak, she would be screaming for him to take her however and wherever he liked.
    “Now, let me see those clips.” He grinned.
    Eagerly, Tosh removed her T-shirt and carefully pulled each breast out over the neckline of her tank.
    “Good girl.” Praising her, he bent down to lick one of Tosh’s pinched nipples before sliding his tongue into the ring and pulling her breast forward and into his mouth.
    “Oh, my God.” She gasped.
    Nearly losing control to speak, she mumbled out her praise in what his skillful mouth did to her breasts. Holding onto the railing beside her, she tried to keep her legs straight before she fell back on the leather bench that lined the back wall of the elevator. Juices dripped down her thighs, and Tosh felt a wave roll over her, pushing her into what she had hoped would be an orgasm, only to be stopped instantly. Releasing her from his mouth, he carefully removed the clip from both breasts and softly kissed each nipple. The sudden rush of blood to the round pebbles brought off a searing pain that unfortunately his lips didn’t stop.
    “You won’t come without my permission, and you have not earned that reward just yet.” She hated him right now, but melted when he flashed her with a wicked grin before the doors opened and he escorted her into his penthouse.

Chapter 8
     
     
     
    Legs stripped of everyday clothes and laced up in a black leather cocoon that could loosely be called a skirt and arms strapped behind her back in a matching restraint. Tosh was tucked, tied and ready to serve, teetering on her high heels. Mr. Richard had laced her up from shoulder to ankle, securing all her appendages. Her pussy had been dripping from the moment the elevator doors opened with the familiar foyer and glass door to welcome her back. Now it was screaming for him and there was no way she could manage to take a hand to herself.
    Forgetting that she was the intended entertainment for his guest, Tosh allowed him whatever he wanted with her. She was wrapped up like a leather sausage and strapped to a harness around her that suspended a tray just under her very full and very exposed breasts. Presented for his pleasure.
    "Such a delectable delight," he purred before leaning forward and taking one nipple between his teeth. He played with her sensitive flesh with