Tonight was our last night in San Francisco; our flight leaves at noon tomorrow. Today was not what I had expected. I had at all times been on the edge of indecision, constantly seeking the wrong path. Today was not one of those.

Pam and I were close; we both worked in the same office, and I was her boss. For the past week, we had not associated after hours. I knew it was not a good idea to ask her to join me for a drink after a very stressful day, but strangely I did; I wouldn’t say I liked sitting in a hotel lounge alone. It felt so good to be done with this week; the bourbon was working well, serving its purpose.

For weeks, I had been confused about my feelings for her; something about her was attractive, and I had to figure this out. I knew it was inappropriate; bosses and employees never work out. The softness of her short brunette hair flipped over to the side fit her well; her smile was infectious, and those dimples were on my mind daily.

Pam’s reaction to my soft touch on her shoulder after drinks gave me more incentive; it appeared there might be something worth exploring. It was midnight before we left the hotel bar and said goodnight. Laying in my room alone and touching myself only worsened my anguish.

Knocking on her door was not what I had planned. Looking at my expression and my nude body, she knew I was desperate. Pulling me up close in the open doorway, she reached around and took a handful of each cheek, pinched and slapped them, then slowly slid a hand down to my opening, inserting a finger, curling it at the perfect place as she bit my nipples. I was hers.

Instantly she stepped back and returned with a short jacket.

“Put this on, arms out, be still, don’t say a word!”

I was in agony, desperate to finish and understand where this was going, so I kept quiet as she tied my wrists with a leash and blindfolded me.

“Let’s go.”

“You’re taking me outside? Ouch!”

The sting on my ass from her hand said shut up. I could hear the TV sound as we passed through the lobby. What was I doing? I heard people commenting as we walked and the honk as an occasional car whizzed past. She’s parading me down the street on a leash, barefoot. My entire lower body and probably most of my ass were showing. The rush inside me was ferocious. My nerves were orbiting my body in panic mode.

When we stopped, I heard Pam knocking.

“Where are you taking me? Ouch!” I felt the slap she delivered.

“Two, please.” Two hundred. Come in.

As she pulled me forward, I heard the sounds of many, some hollering commands, others screaming. Several hard slaps on my ass instantly garnered my attention.

“You behave, be a good girl tonight, and you will be rewarded.”

Oh, dear, what have I done? Take her to the X and tie her.

“What” Ooouch! Damn, that slap hurt.

I could feel the wooden X’s stiff, cold hardness against my back as my hands were tied to the sides and my ankles below me, spread wide, naked, and blindfolded.

Has she been bad?

“She has.”

I detected five or six voices when I felt the sting of something striking my inner thighs, then a swift stinging across my bare pussy. “Uhhhhhh,” another volley of something across my breasts. My body was reeling from the instrument’s sharp attacks; I was being whipped, naked, in front of—-I don’t know who.

Have you been a bad girl?

“Ahhhh , I haaave… beeeen… baad. Ahhhhh,”

I could feel the moisture of a warm mouth surrounding each nipple; someone was biting them!

I jerked as I felt pressure on my opening; “Ahhhhhh,” the harmonious vibrating instrument brought me into submission. The teasing went back and forth, sending my hormones into oblivion; the pain only added to it.

Suddenly I felt hands, many hands, gently rubbing my stinging skin, stroking it, feeling it, exploring it, and the warm sucking sensation of a mouth injecting a tongue deep inside me. I screamed louder than I could remember as someone sucked the orgasm out of me.

Pam removed my blindfold and attached the leash around my neck as she laid back on a bench and forced my tongue deep inside her. “You belong to me.”