Trampled

By Ron Dawes

Paul Rudner is handsome, successful, and oh, so arrogant, with a reputation for chasing girls and dumping them. Sharon is the office "ice queen", all work and no play, so it seems. When Paul decides to accept the challenge of bagging Sharon, he never expects it to turn out as it does.

She gives him just enough encouragement to make him believe he'll ultimately be successful. He lives for the day when he can repay her for all the humiliation she causes him, when he can have her, then dump her.

This naughty story combines fetishes, including foot, domination, CFNM, and tease and denial. The surprise ending will leave you smiling. You'll enjoy reading the juicy bits over and over in your private playtime.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ron Dawes
• Release date: Jan 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370411580

Ron Dawes

Writing these stories provides me an outlet to express my innermost fantasies. I love hearing from readers who have been moved by my stories. Feel free to drop me a note anytime. Many of my stories are based on my fantasies. Some of the stories are based on the fantasies of others that have contacted me. But all of them are fantasies. We have no control over our fantasies, and many of them will always be just that; fantasies, not real. I don't necessarily condone the behavior of my characters; some of them are a bit lecherous, I'm afraid. Some are rowdy. And some might just be a little nasty. But it takes all kinds. I believe that men, deep down, have a strong need to worship and adore their lover. I believe that women, deep down, have a strong need to be worshiped and adored by their lover. Most of my stories reflect those beliefs.

Book preview

Trampled

Ron Dawes

Text Copyright 2017 Ron Dawes

[e-mail]

All rights reserved

Contents

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

Other Books by Ron Dawes

CHAPTER 1

She was already in the conference room when he arrived.  They were the first to arrive.  She nodded as he sat down.

Hello, he mumbled. 

Her attire was immaculate, as always; a very professional, nicely tailored DKNY gray skirt suit with a silk camisole under the jacket and beautiful, paisley scarf around her neck.  Her jewelry was understated, yet spectacular; a strand of beautiful pearls, pearl studs, and a small but beautiful amethyst ring. 

Incongruously, she wore open toed shoes that had higher heels than seemed appropriate for the office.  She always wore beautiful and expensive outfits that were extremely professional.  Yet she always wore high heeled, open toed shoes.  It seemed very odd and out of place with the rest of her demeanor and outfit.

Paul Rudner appraised her, as he always appraised any female; as a piece of meat.  She was beautiful, he had to admit, though grudgingly.  She was quite tall; in her high heels, she almost reached his 6’1 height.  She would have been around 5’9 in stocking feet.  She noticed him staring at her, and she could tell when he began to undress her in his mind.  He had that faraway look in his eyes that she recognized.  Any beautiful female has seen that look a thousand times. 

Though it seemed odd to Paul that she wore open toed shoes in the office, she did have beautiful feet, always perfectly pedicured with bright polish on her nails.  All in all, he would enjoy taking her, at least once, if for no other reason than to take the uppity bitch down a notch or two.

She was exceedingly talented, there was no arguing that.  They had both joined the company at about the same time, straight out of college.  Working in different departments, they had little occasion to interact.  But as they rapidly progressed in the company, nearing the tops of their departments, they had seen more of each other.  Now that they were their department heads, they both reported to the general manager of their division and interacted on a weekly basis, if not more often. 

There was a natural competition between them; after all, Jesse, the GM, was sixty seven, and wouldn’t be around forever.  It was generally acknowledged that either Paul or Sharon would take over, even though they were only thirty five.  There was nobody else as talented. 

Sharon was strictly business, and had a reputation as the ice queen around the water cooler for her manly stride and no-nonsense demeanor.  While acknowledging her talent, Paul secretly feared that she may