Begging For Even More Book 1

By Ardor

James's adventure in office slavery continues in two parts.

Ms. Julie, Ms. Susan and the rest of the women of the office put James through his paces in new and adventurous ways. Something exciting happens though when a special envelope comes to the office. James is to busy providing oral worship to find out exactly what's going on at first. Is Ms. Julie getting promoted? Will she and Ms. Susan leave James and the office behind forever?

While he worries about all this James is tied up, used and teased until he Begs For Even More. Only then is he made an offer that will change his life forever if he accepts it.

To find out if he accepts the offer and read about his submissive adventures at Tiffany's Diner across the alley you'll have to read Begging For Even More, Book 2 (available separately).

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ardor
• Release date: Apr 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463104279

Ardor

I've been writing naughty stories since I discovered my Dad's dirty magazines at age 8. In fact I practically learned how to read from Penthouse Forum. Surprised the hell out of me when I was old enough to realize that all women weren't nymphos with huge boobs and that men didn't have nine inch dicks!After I got over that shock I decided to write stories that were a little more realistic. Most of them have their feet firmly planted on the ground. Some may only have a toe or two desperately scraping at reality. However you will find that they all make some kind of sense. There is some kind of story or plot that actually enhances the sex. To me you need that third element to make it really hot.Sometimes I call my stories erotica. Sometimes I think that term is to pompous and haughty so I prefer to call them naughty stories. Either way I put my heart and soul into them. I write what drives my own twisted little soul towards the little death.Come die with me. It's wonderful and the afterlife is completely catered.

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Begging for Even More

Book 1

By Ardor

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 1

I walked up to Ms. Susan’s desk. I wore nothing but a pair of tight bike shorts and a pair of powder blue ballet slippers. It had been decided that I needed a little exercise so I had biked to work the last three months. They originally had me barefoot but Ms. Susan decided it wasn’t safe and this would be more fun."

I was nervous until I found out that no one really noticed. I get the odd smile or funny look when I stopped at a red light now and then but other than that no one seems to care.

It took some getting used to biking all over town in nothing, and I mean nothing, but those tight shorts. I’m not allowed to wear a shirt or underwear. They’re so tight and thin that at times it does seem like I’m almost naked. Luckily I live in a part of the country that is warm all year round.

Good morning James, Ms. Susan said with a smile, how was your bike ride in to work today?

It was good, thank you Ma’am, I said as I untied and took off my ballet shoes.

Excellent, I’m glad to hear that, she said as she watched me take off the bike shorts.

I handed my only clothes over to her and she happily took them from me. After she locked them up in her desk drawer she said, That’s much better, aren’t you glad to get ride of all that uncomfortable clothing?

I almost laughed. She made it sound like I wore a suit of armor. I caught myself before I let it happen and said, It is getting so that I’m more comfortable naked than dressed nowadays.

Really? Well, we’ll have to see about finding you something smaller to wear for your bike ride to work. Maybe a pink speedo and ballet slippers to match?

If that would please you Ms. Susan, I said as I tried not to show my panic.

Oh God, how the heck would I explain that to anyone in my apartment building? I might get away without being seen in the morning but there was no way the whole world wouldn’t notice me on my bike ride home.

A speedo would be even thinner than the bike shorts. I would be nearly naked. As all of this went through my head my cock started to get hard.

And there it is. The first crow of the cock in the morning. Come around here to the side of my desk.

I came around as she asked as she swiveled her chair towards me. She ran a finger up the length of my cock and asked, you haven’t been playing with this at home have you?"

No Ma’am, I said sincerely.

Good, because if even one of the girls report to me that you’re first orgasm of the day isn’t a nice heavy load we’re going to start locking you up at night, she said as if she scolded a naughty boy.

Lock me up?I asked unsure of what she meant.

Yes, tighter than a drum. I’ll slap a chastity device on your cock so fast you won’t even know what’s hit you. The only key to the lock will hang from a chain nestled firmly between my tits. From that point on the only time you’ll be able to come is when, and if, we allow you.

I’ll be good Ma’am, I promise, I said sincerely.

See to it you are, she said as her hand moved down to my balls.

She cupped them and then gently rolled them around in her palm.

It would be difficult biking home in a speedo and chastity device, she said as she looked at me with a smile.

As I thought over what that would be like the front door opened and a woman with an envelope came in.

Ms. Belinda was one of the higher ups in the messenger service that my company uses. I had been told that she hand delivered the packages herself ever since the day one of her delivery guys came back to her office with stories about the guy who used to have this job before me.

It’s good to see you’re up bright and early today, Ms. Belinda said as she looked at my hard on.

Thank you Ma’am.

James, Susan said letting go of my balls, get over there and greet Belinda properly.

Yes Ms. Susan, I said as I dropped to my hands and knees.

I crawled around the desk and over to Belinda. Then I pressed my lips to her expensive shoes and kissed them.

She let me kiss her feet for a minute or so and then said, That’s very nice James but you know that’s not why I come to see you.

Yes Ma’am, I said sitting up on my heels.

She moved past me and then leaned over Ms. Susan’s desk. With her elbows on the desk for support she spread her legs and said, Get to work.

I crawled behind her, stuck my head up her skirt and nestled my face