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S's Story
Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
She sat in the straight-backed, sturdy, hardwood chair wearing, as directed, a white blouse, knee length skirt, pretty, but not sexy underwear and heels, and, somewhat unusual for her, a garter belt and stockings. She kept her back as straight as that of the chair, her hands folded in her lap, her ankles crossed demurely, and she looked absolutely straight ahead. The room’s walls were plain: stark white walls undecorated but for one small abstract painting and a long narrow mirror. It was obviously carefully kept with a thick carpet without one speck of lint visible. To her left was an empty table of the same quality and construction as the chair. There was no clock so she had no idea how long she had been sitting. There was no visible means of observation but she was certain that she was being watched. She thought, "This is the correct office, right? He did say Wednesday the 14th at 2:00pm precisely, I'm sure of it." Just as the wait began to make her truly nervous, she heard the door behind her open and footsteps on the plush carpet. In her peripheral vision, she saw him walk to the table wearing a dark gray, obviously expensive and exquisitely tailored suit. He placed a leather bag on the table and begin to remove items from it, setting them down carefully in a specific arrangement. He set the bag on the floor and walked behind her to close the door. Without moving her eyes she could not see what was on the table and the temptation to look was great, but her desire to ...