Texted, Teased, and Trapped at Work (Book 2 of "The Kink Diary")

By Ella Louise

Sexting. Chastity belts. Pleasure denial. Deep throats and facials. Utter submission to my unrelenting Dom. And this is just day two... I've taken the leap of publishing my very private, very kinky journal to the world. All you have to do, dear reader, is enjoy.

~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~

"Are you all right?" I heard my boss ask.

I looked up from my phone and realized all eyes were on me.

My heart was suddenly racing. Everyone was silent for just a beat too long for this to be normal. I hoped they hadn't just asked me a really important question, because I had NO idea what I was supposed to answer.

"You... moaned a little," C said. She was sitting next to me.

Oh my god. That was even worse than zoning out in the middle of a meeting and ignoring my boss's questions.

C was still looking at me.

I was suddenly terrified at the thought that she might have seen what I had typed out on my phone that I thought I had so cleverly hidden in my lap.

"Are you feeling sick? You look really flushed. Want me to take you to the bathroom and get you a glass of water?" she continued.

Sick! Yes. Sick.

"Please," I answered meekly.

I followed her from the room, mortified that everyone had witnessed me losing control like that. I wanted to quit my job on the spot and never come back. Nervously, I smoothed my skirt down as I walked, suddenly afraid the outline of the solid metal chastity belt might be more visible than I thought, now that I was the center of attention.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Oct 27, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370913718

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Texted, Teased, and Trapped at Work

BDSM Chastity Denial Erotica

By Ella Louise

~~ All characters in this book are 18 or over. ~~

Dear Journal,

I can't think of anything else. I need to write about what happened today.

Names are abbreviated because obviously I would just DIE if anyone I knew read this. I'm suddenly horrified at myself for publishing this journal! What was I thinking?? Oh, right - I was thinking that it would be incredibly hot for others to read about my story, and get turned on, and be able to touch themselves when I can't...

But anyway. Deep breaths. Back to today.

The incessant throbbing of my clit inside my chastity belt, and the way my nipples keep rubbing on the inside of my bra with every breath... It's impossible to focus on anything. Which is highly inconvenient, because I'm at work right now.

I'm so ineffective at my job today, I've decided to just hide away in my office and write in this journal and hope no one needs me for anything important. I attempted to write this quarter's sales summary, and ended up having to delete it all when I found myself writing dirty, filthy words instead of focusing on my work. It's seriously all I can think about.

Luckily, I had the foresight to wear a dark skirt made of thick cotton today, so I'm hoping any moisture or smell won't be noticeable. Noticeable to anyone but me, that is. The constant wetness between my legs, inaccessible behind the metal plate covering my pussy, and the smell of my own juices is at the forefront of my attention.

I haven't heard from him yet today. We haven't spoken since he left my house last night. As I sat through a pointless meeting this morning (something about goals and projections for the future, I think, though I could hardly pay attention - note to self: get a