Which was the reason I walked over to Mr. Snowden’s desk, went down to my knees, and presented myself to him. Back straight, breasts out, palms up on my thighs, knees open, chin tilted down.
If this didn’t tell him that I was all in, I didn’t know what would.
Mr. Snowden turned in his chair, his loafers coming into view.
“This isn’t a game anymore, Addison. Do you understand that?” His voice was deep and dark and oh so sexy.
Since I walked into this room, I had noticed that Mr. Snowden’s tone had changed. Gone was the easygoing guy who could make everyone smile. In his place was the hard-core Dom. This man was no longer playing games. He had taken control and he needed me to give mine over to him.
“Yes, Mr. Snowden. I do.”
“If you’re looking for temporary or part time, you’re looking in the wrong place.”
“I don’t want either.” And that was the reason I wanted it from them. I looked up into his eyes. “I’m not looking for temporary. And I’m certainly not looking for part time. I want everything.”
“There will be no contract,” he stated firmly. “If this thing between us is worth anything, it damn sure doesn’t have to have stipulations and guidelines. Shit you can pull down off the Internet.”
“I agree. I’ll tear it up.” Gladly.
“But that limit list you filled out… That is necessary. And I guarantee we will push every one of those and we’ll enjoy doing it. If there’s something you possibly left off, I highly suggest you note it.”
I nodded.
“From this point forward, you belong to us. Only us. When and where we say. Is that what you’re agreeing to?”
“Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
“You’ll take commands from me as well as from Mr. Parker. Agree?”
“Yes, Mr. Snowden.” I would do anything they wanted. Anything at all.
“Here in the office, as well as outside of it.”
I nodded. “Everywhere.”
“All right,” he said, sounding as though he was willing to move forward. “Let’s see how you do with my first request.”
“Anything,” I whispered.
“I want you to go up to your apartment.” He pointed at the stack of papers. “I want you to spend some time relaxing. You’ll need it for what I have in store for you tonight. At seven thirty, I want you to select an outfit that will please me, but do not put it on. I then want you to strip and kneel beside the bed and wait for my arrival.”
My stomach flipped with anticipation. “Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
“From here on out, Mr. Parker won’t be the only one handing out punishment if you disobey. I’m as much your master as he is. Is that understood?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Also, panties are no longer permitted, unless it’s that time of the month, of which I expect you to inform me.”
I felt my face heat from embarrassment. “Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
“You’re going to learn that we’ve been easy on you. That won’t be the case going forward.”
“I want everything you and Mr. Parker are willing to give me.”
His golden eyes scanned my face, but then he nodded. “We’ll take everything, precious.”
I swallowed hard, praying that was true.
“Do you have any questions?”
“No, Mr. Snowden.”
“Good. You may go up to your apartment. I’ll be there shortly after seven thirty. Be sure you’ve done exactly as I’ve instructed. And remember, I will punish you if you fail to do as I’ve requested.”
“Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
I hopped to my feet and turned toward the door. It took a tremendous amount of willpower to keep from skipping out of the room, but I somehow managed.
*
Surprisingly enough, the next two hours flew by. I spent a little time reviewing the limit list I had originally filled out. I took it as seriously this time as I had the first time, ensuring that I understood each and every item. I had very few hard limits, but there were some. Injections, needle play, infantilism, water sports, scat play. Those things floated someone’s boat but not mine.
There were also plenty of things I was curious about, especially when it came to role playing. Now that I had some experiences to reflect on, I changed a couple of my answers, opening up my options. I trusted Mr. Parker and Mr. Snowden.
Once I’d finished that, I opted to take a quick shower. When I was done reapplying my makeup and drying my hair, I didn’t bother with clothes, merely wrapped a towel around myself while I selected my outfit. I secretly wished I had a corset, but since I didn’t, I had to work with what I had. I didn’t want to wear the outfit they had given me last time we were at the club, although it was pretty hot. So, I picked out the shortest skirt in the closet, along with a jewel-encrusted black bra. It would have to do for now. Once I got my next paycheck, I would order a couple of things that were more appropriate for play.
