Part 1 and 2 of a story I wrote last year, Covid Lockdown.
It had been nearly two years since my last business outing, thanks to COVID lockdowns. I was anxious and ready to get back out there, to see new faces and find new toys. Sure, I had some fun with toys and pets back home, but I needed a new challenge. I was craving a new adventure. Imagine my surprise when a client invited me to a small conference at their office. I was thrilled!
I packed up my bags and ‘tools’, hoping to be fortunate enough to find a new toy to play with once I got there. The conference was only for two days, Tuesday and Wednesday, but I wanted to enjoy my first trip in so long. As such, I planned to take off the remaining weekdays and stay over the weekend too. We were meeting up in Florida, most of the bars and clubs were supposedly in full swing.
I checked into the hotel Monday night, too late to go out. Besides, I needed to be presentable the next morning and could not risk waking up too late the first day out. So, I called it a night after unpacking and having a quick nightcap in my suite.
In the morning I donned my business battle armor, aka my suit and tie, something I hadn’t worn in over a year. It felt good to get dressed up again. I wanted to look my best, after all, you never know who you might bump into. As I walked into the small conference area, I took stock of the maskless people around, some 30-40 new faces and a few I remembered seeing via the various web conferencing tools over the last year. That’s when I noticed her.
There she was, raven hair tied up in a perfect bun, blouse appropriately buttoned up covered by her own suit jacket, part of her rather business appropriate pants suit set. She was tall, beautiful pale skin, walking around with her conference badge around her neck and a very confident swagger about her. This week just got very interesting. At the very least, it would be fun to test her limits and general resolve. Maybe I would get lucky and she would be here for similar reasons, prowling for new prey. Nobody said two alphas couldn’t have a little fun together.
I still didn’t know her name, but I watched her off and on throughout the morning, as we bounced between working groups and presentations, crossing paths a few times in the hallways. I was so lost in my perverted thoughts, I nearly missed my call up to the front of the stage to present. I was up on the main stage getting ready when she walked in and sat down. She was going to see me up here on stage presenting my work prior to lunch.
Overall, my presentation went well. I received a few questions from the room, but she never spoke up. She sat there and watched, with a glint in her striking blue eyes, as she followed me around the stage. I wrapped up and thanked the room for attending, noting that lunch was about to start and we could continue any discussions then. As I walked off the stage, I locked eyes with her. Much to my delight, she didn’t look away. Quite the opposite, her eyes were focused on mine. As I started to move off, I glanced towards the conference hall exit and her eyes followed mine.
As everyone started to funnel out for lunch, she stood up and met me by the exit. “Hi, Steve. I liked your presentation. I was hoping you would be willing to discuss a few more technical items, you didn’t have time to cover, during lunch.”
Her voice was as delicious to hear as she was to look at. Sultry, silky smooth, with a hint of a southern accent. This was a woman that could easily make a killing doing voice overs for any sort of sexy audio offerings. I looked for her name on her badge hanging half way down her suit jacket, Chastity. I nearly chuckled, none of my fantasies this morning with her in them were anywhere near chaste or pure. “Chastity, nice to meet you. I’m more than happy to discuss more details. Do you want to go grab a drink at the bar first to take with us to the luncheon?”
“I would love to,” she replied. We made our way out to the bar along with several other conference attendees. As we walked up, she knew exactly what she wanted, “Can I get that porter you have on tap?” she asked the barkeep.
I was slightly surprised by her drink choice, it’s not everyday you meet a seemingly sophisticated woman ordering a dark beer. “Can you make that two?” I shot off to the barkeep. “I’m not going to lie, I didn’t peg you as a dark beer drinker, but it’s a nice surprise. You seem like a lady who knows what she wants and has definitely explored new things a time or two.”
She responded, “Indeed, life’s too short to not try everything it has to offer.”
Once the barkeep brought us our drinks, I had them placed on my room tab, which she did not protest. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if she was going to be alright with a ‘man’ buying her a drink this early on. We walked outside to the patio where the conference lunch was waiting for us. The table we sat at had several other less interesting conference attendees. True to her original request, she had some solid follow-up questions about my presentation. The two of us enjoyed a robust and rather technical discussion with the rest of the table intermingling amongst themselves.
After lunch, I knew this intelligent and beautiful woman was my goal for the week. I came wanting to find a new toy and I was dead set on her being it. The rest of the day went by pretty quickly. The conference was hosting a happy hour and dinner that evening, starting about 90 minutes after the final session for the day. I made my way back to my room for a few moments before deciding I would start up my own happy hour a little early at the bar.
One I arrived downstairs, I made my way to the bar and noticed a small crowd of men standing about the bar. I quickly realized they were all hovering just to the side of Chastity. Clearly she was in high-demand, yet not a single one was making a move. I walked right up and slid onto the stool between the would-be suitors and her. She met my gaze and offered up a lovely smile. “Steve,” she said through a crooked smile. “I was hoping you were getting as bored in your room as I was.” She slid a glass over to me, “I ordered a second drink hoping to give it to you, scotch, neat. We might as well get the night started right.” Damn, she was on fire.
I took the drink, offered a quick glass chinking cheers and took a big sip. This evening was starting off great. We continued to talk about various work things and slowly navigated our way into more personal topics. I found out she was from South Carolina but had recently moved to Florida to work for my client. She had just wrapped up a long and arduous relationship with a man who she said, “Wasn’t really ‘manly’ and didn’t make her feel safe.
I took that last statement as my queue. I told her about my military experience, my good Texas country roots, and how I liked to be more of a survivalist and live in the country than to rely on cityscape type things. It was then she realized I was wearing cowboy boots in my suit instead of the usual dress shoes. She slid a little closer and smirked after pointing them out. We continued to share stories and before I knew it, we had missed the free happy hour, but we did our part at the bar, two more scotches, neat for both of us. By now, we were pretty cordial and made our way out to dinner. Conversations continued, as we both rebuffed any advances from outsiders to join our discussions.
Dinner wrapped up in a blur of her gorgeous eyes and beautiful visage. I didn’t know where the time went but I was enraptured. We made our way to the patio after grabbing a few more drinks, sitting with a group of other attendees. I was definitely getting a little buzzed and she was too. Our conversation quickly shifted to more ‘interesting’ topics, like, what we did for fun during the lockdown bullshit. I casually dropped a few hints about limited sexual encounters, hinting at my pent up sexual frustrations, remembering her present relationship woes. She didn’t shy away. She even pointedly mentioned not having had sex for a year, mostly because of her pathetic former boyfriend.
I asked, “Was he just not forward enough? You seem like a woman who knows what she wants.”
“He never took the lead, in anything. What’s the point of having a man in my life if I’m the one making every decision? It would be nice to just let go for once, and he clearly couldn’t provide that. I lost interest, but it was hard to dump him during the lockdowns since we were living together.”
Her admission was just what I was looking for. I asked, “So, you’re hoping to find a moment of release, to just relax and let someone be a more firm hand?”
Suddenly, she needed to excuse herself for a quick bathroom break. I was left thinking maybe I had taken it a bit too far too soon. I took the moment to walk back over the bar, leaving our conference compatriots chatting. I bought us both another round of drinks, this time opting for something a bit more fun, Mezcal on the rocks. I grabbed our drinks and made my way back over to where we were sitting, only to realize someone had taken my lounge chair. However, much to my delight, there Chastity was in hers. I hadn’t run her off just yet. Sensing my loss, she slid over and forward in her seat, offering the cozy space up for me to sit with her. The intimacy built from there.
Before I knew it, her hand was caressing my thigh, as she slowly edged into my lap. I leant back in the chair, only to be greeted with her leaning back into me, wrapping my free arm around her. Conversations with the small group around us continued, I took advantage of the situation and started to run my hand down and around her side, firmly planting my hand on her stomach. Laying claim to my prize, I pulled her into me, sliding her ass on top of my lap. My growing erection had to be noticed.
After another few moments, she wrapped up a conversation she was having with someone else in our group and ever so slightly ground her firm ass against my cock. I decided now was as good a time as any as I leant into her ear and whispered, “You’re making me a bit excited. Do you want to take a walk with me?”
She leaned back, arching her neck and whispering back to me, “God, yes.” We both excused ourselves from the larger group and made our way back inside. Once out of view of the conference goers, I interlaced my hand with hers and led her to the elevator bank. “I thought you said we were going for a walk, Steve?”
“Little Lady, we are. Up to my room.” She started to protest but I cut her off abruptly by spinning her around to face me directly. Catching her off-guard, I wrapped one arm around the small of her back and with the other hand I placed it on her chin and gently guided her lips up to mine while backing her against the wall. It was nothing too passionate, but it was enough for her to know I was planning to take charge. She kissed me back and then the elevator doors opened.
We made our way inside and once the doors closed, I seized the moment. I turned her around so she was facing the wall and pressed her against it. Leaning into her, my chest firmly against her back, pinning her to the wall, I whispered, “Little Lady, you’ve made me very anxious. I’ve been staring at you all day in this suit, wondering what magnificent features you were hiding.” I reached up and undid the bobby pins holding her tight bun in place. Her silky raven locks cascaded down to the small of her back. “Do you want me to show how anxious you’ve made me, little lady?” As I uttered those words, I ran one hand through her hair on the back of her head and with the other, I reached around the front of her hip and pulled her ass against my straining bulge.
Her only response was a breathy moan, “Fuuuck yes.” I responded by sliding her hair away from her neck and kissing my way from her nape, around and up to her lips. Just as I had made my way to my goal, the doors opened. I moved back and grabbed her hand, leading her down to my room.
Once we were in my room, I wasted little time. I took her suit jacket off, ready to see what else she had in store and she casually pulled her blouse out from her pants. I watched for a moment and decided to sit down in my chair. I wanted her to come to me. She unbuttoned a few of the top buttons on her blouse, revealing the start of her ample cleavage. Getting the message, she walked slowly towards me. “Stop.” I commanded. To which she did. “Take off your pants.” She gave me a subtle grin and then proceeded to strip out of the rest of her suit, leaving her with just her panties, blouse and bra.
She continued her walk towards me, reaching my seat and placing her hands on either side of me on the arms of the chair. I looked her in the eyes as she started to lean in for a kiss. I took the moment to assert my authority. I reached up and grabbed her hair behind her head and pulled her down into my lap. No words were needed, she got the message.
She slid down a bit further, until her face was directly in front of my clothed cock. I guided her face closer. She reached up and began to unzip my pants, finding her way through my boxers and releasing my cock. Once I was free, she knew exactly what to do. She took my cock in her mouth and gently began to move up and down. I guided her head down a bit further, even holding her there on my cock for an extended moment or two. She moaned as it slid further down her throat, her vibrations making my mind explode.
I looked down to see this raven-haired goddess worshipping my cock like a good fuck pet. That’s when I noticed she had snaked a hand into her panties. She was playing with her pussy while she sucked my cock. She was getting off on me forcing her to give me head.
Part 2
We had at least tonight to have fun, possibly more depending how she felt in the morning. I was going to take full advantage. I pulled her off my dick and standing up, I guided her up towards my lips. I kissed her fully. Then I said, “I want to feel your cunt wrapped around my cock.” I directed her to the bed and laid her down. After removing her blouse, I finally got a good look at her tits. And, they were tits. Somehow she had hid her large milky white cleavage in a tight fighting bra. I reached around and released them from their silken prison. Once free, I laid her back on the bed and reached down, firmly caressing her chest. They were every bit as wonderful as I had hoped, they would probably look even better full of milk, but that’s for another hopeful adventure.
I pulled my pants down and slid her divine ass up to the edge of the bed. I wanted to be a little nice, so I knelt down and began to kiss her inner thigh, making my way over to her glistening pussy. I could smell her musky sex permeating the air. Her scent, her desire to be fucked and used on clear display as her pussy was literally dripping with wanton desire.
I found her eager cunt, ripe for my advances. I started to lick her folds, savoring her flavor. When I found her clit, her whole body vibrated at the sudden sensation. I dove in, grabbing the moment with full vigor. I was going to edge her, make her delirious with a need to cum, so when I did finally fuck her, she would not only be begging for it but she would not event think about asking for a condom.
Much to my delight, edging her was very easy. It was likely due to the fact she hadn’t really had sex, at least with a partner, in over a year. I slid two fingers inside her as I continued to eat her pussy slowly. I could sense her growing orgasm so I backed off. She let out a frustrated sigh and said, “Please don’t stop. I’m so close, baby.” I ramped it back up again, and just like before, pulled back before she could finish.
I could feel her frustrations mounting, she was playing with her tits as I played with her hot cunt. I worked her up and back down several times. She must have had enough, “Fuck! I need to cum!” She yelled at me. She shot one of her hands down between her legs, but I promptly grabbed it and pinned it to the outside of her thigh.
“If you want to cum, you’re going to have to beg for it, pet,” I told her. She looked hesitant. I continued, “The only way you’re going to cum is wrapped around my cock, like a good little fuck pet. Do you want to be a good little fuck pet?” I slid my fingers out of her cunt to punctuate my question, she moaned in frustration again at the loss of stimulation. “Well, do you?”
She seemed a little hesitant, whether in part to the name I just called her or because she wasn’t used to being commanded so much. She attempted to move her hand towards her pussy again, but found no give in my hold. Resigned, she meekly responded, “Yes, please…”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I want you to fuck me”
“You want to be a good fuck pet?” I asked her again, sliding my fingers back inside her soaking wet cunt.
She exhaled sharply at the sensation, a reminder of how close she was to release. “Yes, I want to be a good fuck pet.” She was mine.
“Yes sir. You meant to say, yes sir, correct?”
Now she was getting the picture and catching on to what I wanted. I could see it was exciting her a bit more to know I was taking charge and changing the dynamic she had to put up with in her prior relationship. She wanted to let go and give in to her man, I was going to let her do just that. “Yes sir. Shove your cock inside your fuck pet!” she proclaimed rather loudly.
With that proclamation, I grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. We were going to fuck and she was going to take it from behind, like a good fuckpet. Then, I took my cock and hilted it deep in her cunt in one solid push. She came on my cock instantly, her pussy clamping down on me firmly. I watched her eyes roll into the back of her head, as her first orgasm of the night shattered her freewill. “Uggh! Uggh! AHHHHHHHH, fuck you feel soo good buried inside me, sir!” She continued to pulsate around my stationary cock.
“That’s a good little girl. I’m going to make you cum so many times tonight, your cunt belongs to me now.” I began to slide in and out of her slowly, she was so fucking wet and so tight it felt amazing. Her eyes stayed rolled up in the back of her head for what seemed like minutes. I was afraid I might have broken her a little too soon.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I started pounding in and out of her harder. My bare cock buried deep in her cunt. I was enjoying my new toy. We were going to hopefully have a lot more fun this week. With that thought, I asked her as I slammed into her pussy, “Are you on bc?”
“Wha..What? Do you…Uggh, ugh, I’m not…” I knew what she was about to say, so I slammed into her harder than I had before. “God! Ahhh, fuck!! Don’t stop! Ugghhhh! Fuck me, daddy!” I’m not too sure where that came from, but I didn’t mind. The culmination of my efforts took very little this time around and I started pumping rope after rope of my seed into her cunt.
“FUCKKKK! Little lady! Daddy’s cumming in his little fuck pet’s cunt!” I kept pumping my cock in and out of her pussy as my cock shot load after load inside her. I NEEDED to pump her full of my seed!
She could feel my pulsating cock deep inside her, kicking off another eye rolling orgasm from her. “OHhhhh! OOOOHH! FUckkkk, you’re…YOU’RE cumming inside me!!! Oh god! FUCCKKKKK, yessSSSS! Fill me up, daddy!” Her pussy clamped down on my cock again, milking me for every drop of my seed!
With both of us spent, I leant over and laid down on top of her there on the bed, my weight keeping her pinned in place. I could hear her still moaning in pleasure, her body vibrating all around me. Every little move I made would cause her to shudder in pleasure again. I kept my cock buried inside her, savoring my new conquest and relishing the idea of what was to come as the week progressed.
Unlike some of my past toys, she was relatively easy to break, but I guess that’s what happens when you're stuck in lockdown and you desire to be taken, only to be with someone less than capable. The longing to let go eventually breaks free and with the right person, leaves you putty in their hands.
