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Locked Desire, Unleashed Control
I watched Edward’s reaction with a smirk, my heart racing with anticipation. The power I held over him was intoxicating, and I relished every moment of it. His eyes widened as he turned to face me, his breath quickening at the sight of me standing there, a vision of dominance in my tailored suit, my red hair cascading down my back, and my ice-blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
“You didn’t think I’d let you forget about me, did you, Edward?”
I purred, my voice low and sultry as I took a step closer to him. My hand brushed against the back of his chair, sending a shiver down his spine. I could see the desire and fear warring within him, and it only fueled my own arousal.
“I… I was just…” Edward stammered, his voice trailing off as he struggled to find the words. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and I could see the shame in his eyes. But I wasn’t about to let him off the hook that easily.
“Focus, Edward,” I commanded, my voice sharp and authoritative. “You’re at work, remember? Or have you forgotten your priorities?”
He flinched at my tone, his shoulders hunching as if to protect himself from my words. But I wasn’t done with him yet.
I took another step closer, my hand reaching out to grasp the edge of his desk, my fingers tapping against the metallic surface in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
“You know, I’ve been thinking about you all day,” I continued, my voice dropping to a whisper. “About how much you need me, how much you crave my control. And I have to say, it’s been driving me wild.”
Edward’s eyes widened further, if that was even possible, as he realized the direction of my thoughts. His breath hitched, and I could see the tension building within him, his body coiled like a spring ready to snap.
“B-but Ms. Divine…” he began, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Shh,” I cut him off, my finger pressing against his lips. “No talking, Edward. Just listen.”
I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against his ear as I spoke. “I want you to imagine me, right now, touching myself. My fingers slide between my legs, my thighs clenching as I think about you, about how much you need me. And you’re trapped, aren’t you? Locked away, unable to touch yourself, unable to find release.”
Edward’s body trembled, his cock twitching helplessly against the chastity device. I could feel his desire radiating off him like a heatwave, and it only fueled my own arousal. I nipped at his earlobe, my teeth grazing his skin as I whispered, “You’re mine, Edward. Completely and utterly mine.”
His eyes fluttered closed, his head falling back against the chair as he surrendered to the sensation. I smirked, knowing I had him exactly where I wanted him.
“Now, I want you to keep working,” I commanded, straightening up and stepping back. “But every time you feel that device digging into your cock, I want you to remember me, remember my words. And I want you to crave me, Edward. Crave my touch, my control, my dominance.”
Edward nodded, his eyes still closed as he tried to process my words. I watched him for a moment, savoring the power I held over him, before turning to leave. But as I reached the door, I paused, a mischievous smile playing on my lips.
“Oh, and Edward?” I called out, my voice low and dangerous.
“Y-yes, Ms. Divine?” he stammered, his eyes snapping open as he turned to face me.
“Next time, I’ll make you beg,” I promised, my voice dripping with honeyed poison. “I’ll edge you until you’re sobbing, until you’re pleading for release. And then, just when you think you can’t take it anymore, I’ll leave you locked and aching, a reminder of my control.”
Edward’s eyes widened, his face draining of color as the implications of my words sank in. I smirked, knowing I’d struck a chord, and slipped out of the office, leaving him to his torment.
As I walked down the hallway, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction, my heart racing with anticipation. The game had only just begun, and I intended to make Edward suffer deliciously. The power exchange between us was electric, a dance of dominance and submission that left me breathless and craving more.
Little did Edward know, this was only the beginning. I had plans for him, plans that would push him to his limits and beyond. And as I stepped into the elevator, a wicked smile playing on my lips, I knew that our next encounter would be one he’d never forget.
The doors slid closed, and I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes as I relived the moment in my mind. Edward’s desire, his fear, his surrender – it was all fuel for my own arousal, a heady cocktail that left me dizzy with power.
I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us, to explore the depths of his submission and my own dominance. The possibilities were endless, and I intended to savor every moment, every twist and turn of our dark, erotic journey.
As the elevator descended, I felt a shiver run down my spine, a mixture of excitement and anticipation. The game was afoot, and I was ready to play. Ready to push Edward to his limits, to make him beg, to make him mine.
And as I stepped out into the lobby, a wicked smile still playing on my lips, I knew that the best was yet to come. The question was: could Edward handle it? Only time would tell. But one thing was certain – I was going to enjoy finding out.