Office Two

Klaus' POV

When I heard her utter those words, it brought me a whole new and different kind of happiness. They weren’t just empty words. I knew Scarlett could have anyone else she chose to have. If she asked, she would find another Master in no time, but she still chose me... I knew that, for many, this might seem foolish, but not to me. I have fought with Liam about Scarlett's preferences. I know what she loves to feel, her endurance, and that many times I needed to use more force than usual, but that was because more force made Scarlett more excited. That, and the fact that I was able to read her body, must have counted in my favor.

“My girl.” I spoke affectionately and saw the genuine smile form on her luscious lips, happy to not want to push me away anymore. I brought my hand to her neck and caressed it. “Soon, I will adorn that neck with something that make everyone know that you belong to me.”

It was the very first time I have ever spoken about this. About giving her a collar. This was how much I wanted her. Everyone needed to know that she belonged to me and that if they ever touched her, they would find a monster out for revenge.

“Yes, Master… I am yours.” Hearing those words made me shiver in a good way.

“I am going to make you cum in in so many ways.” I lowered my head and whispered to her, and I felt her tremble in anticipation, her scent becoming stronger.

I didn’t need to worry about being interrupted; Liam must be taking care to ensure no one entered. So I turned Scarlett around and placed her against the window again, sliding my hand along the sides of her body, squeezing her.

“Palms flat, face and breasts pressed and touching against the glass.” I ordered, and Scarlett obeyed, not only doing what I asked but also pushing her ass out toward me. “Your ass is so beautiful.” I complimented her while caressing both lobes, passing the palms of my hands completely over them and squeezing. “Firm and just the perfect size…”

I raised my hand and gave her a hard slap, hearing Scarlett's scream echo right after the sound of the contact of skin against skin;. I felt the impact just as much as she did, but I loved seeing her face turn red, her fingers clenching against the transparent glass.

Just ahead of my building, there stood a second one, and although Scarlett wasn’t aware, the people on the other side, though the sights wouldn’t be clear enough for them to completely see what is happening in my office, if they concentrated had enough, they could definitely be able to distinguish our shadows and possibly what we were up to.

“Do you like this? Naked and exposed? Look at the building on the other side; at the windows; there are people working there.” I told, and Scarlett's body tensed, but her scent spiked. “Are you getting wetter knowing that they might be able to see you?” I gave her another slap on the other ass cheek and went back to rubbing and squeezing.

“Yes, Master…” Scarlett responded in a hoarser tone of voice.

“If any of them turn their heads and concentrate on this window… They will see you naked… Waiting and ready to receive my cock and spankings.” My words worked their magic on Scarlett's mind, and she pressed her legs together, trying to create some friction to alleviate her arousal, but I kicked her legs apart with my foot. “Spread your legs wide!” I ordered.

Scarlett moaned but moved her legs apart, making her ass stand out even more prominently.

“Your pleasure and relief are mine!” I said louder, burying my hand in her hair and pulling her head back. I could feel some strands loosening from her scalp, but Scarlett looked at me with pleasure; the pain was just adding to her pleasure.

“Sorry, Master.” Scarlett apologized, and I let go of her hair, making her return to her previous position with her face against the window pane.

“For this, there will be ten slaps, and you must count them.” I said and gave the first slap.

“One!” Scarlett said, but she didn’t say it in the way that I wanted her to.

“That's wrong!” I pinched a little higher on the curve of her butt.

She moaned louder, so I gave her another slap.

“One, Master.” Scarlett counted again, almost getting it right.

Then I lowered my head and bit her butt; I could smell her scent even stronger now. Her sex all wet and shiny. It was so tempting to lick it, but I moved my head away and gave her another slap.

“One, Master… Sorry, Master, my body is yours.” Scarlett said, and I smiled; she always learned so quickly.

I gave her another slap.

“Two, Master… Sorry, my pleasure is only yours.”

Scarlett's voice echoed through my office, and I smiled, glad that it was soundproofed because, from now on, I will hear her screaming even more.

With each slap, I increased the force, and by the end, Scarlett was trembling, holding onto the glass, but her legs were about to give way under her, while her pussy was dripping.

She loved feeling the pain, and her body always reacted to it so profoundly. I caressed her ass, feeling the hot skin under my palms and the color pleased me. I slid my right hand lower and passed my index finger over and through her sex, circling the entire length until I reached the entrance, inserted the tip, flexed it, and pulled, scooping her fluids onto my finger and bringing it to my lips. She watched the movement in the reflection on the glass and moaned.

“You are loving this so much… You're soaked.” I commented, and Scarlett bit her lips to keep from moaning again, but I wanted to hear her, so cupped my palm and slapped her again, aiming for the sensitive area between her legs. Scarlett screamed as her trembling increased. “No cumming!” I ordered her in a very stern voice.

I saw the tears forming at the corners of her eyes, but I remained serious. I was going to take her a little further before allowing her to cum. So, I slammed three fingers into her wet pussy simultaneously, entering with no resistance at all.

Scarlett screamed again, her body moving forward just a little, which was to be expected. I twisted my fingers inside her, stimulating every touchable area of her internal muscles, feeling them push against the intrusion, but I kept pushing back. Scarlett started gyrating on my hand, while the wet sounds kept echoing around us.

I felt grateful that my office had a marbled floor, which was easy to clean, as I noticed that Scarlett was so wet that her fluids were dripping down her legs and onto the floor. I brought my other hand to her breast, found a hard, swollen nipple and squeezed it. Scarlett let out a sudden scream, her pussy violently contracting around my fingers. Her breathing became very fast and rugged, while her expression bore a mixture of pleasure and pain.  I knew she was trying to distract herself by thinking of other things to stop herself from cumming.

I found her G-spot with my fingers and concentrated fully on stimulating it. Scarlett's body became more tense, her moans a little softer changing into a mixture of lament and pleasure.

“Master… Please, Master…” She started begging, indicating that she had reached her limit.

“Please what?” I asked her. She knew that one of my biggest pleasures was hearing her beg.

“Master, please let me cum?” She begged again.

“No. Not yet.” I pushed my fingers in further, and Scarlett bent a little further forward, her body visibly almost giving up.

“Master, I need to cum… With your fingers inside me; Like this…”

I twisted my fingers, her trembling increasing as I pinched and pulled on her nipple while still fingering her deeply, her tears freely flowing from the corners of her eyes.

“Please, Master…” Her voice sounded so broken that I could barely hear her.

I moved my hand away from her breast and went down to her clit, but Scarlett didn't even notice, completely overwhelmed by the stimulation and her feelings. I pushed my fingers inside of her a few more times, then placed two of finger’s nails close to her clit, not quite touching her yet.

“Cum!” I ordered and pinched her clit between my nails, squeezing and twisting it tightly.

Scarlett immediately fell over the edge, screaming and writhing. I removed my fingers from her pussy and grabbed her around her waist, bringing her body against mine to support her before she fell to the floor.

I continued squeezing and twisting her clit, and every time I changed the position, Scarlett moaned louder and her body convulsed a little more. When I noticed her losing control, I moved my hand away as I didn't want her to squirt; I knew that was the limit for her.

As her consciousness returned, I kissed her lips, not trying to be lascivious, just sucking and licking until finally, her eyes came out of that post-cum stupor and were focused on me again.

I pulled away and turned her around, placing my hands on her ass and pulling her up. I gently set her down on the side of my desk, which had nothing on it. I spread her legs and knelt down between them to lick off all remnants of her orgasm from her inner thighs and pussy lips, watching the entrance involuntarily contract and release as I did so. I passed my tongue around the entrance, making circular motions, and Scarlett immediately started moaning again.

"Mas…ter…" Her voice sounded much more broken now than before, but I knew that it wasn’t just from the pleasure, but also from the amount of screaming as she was cumming.