#directorbird

Mel had almost gone crazy looking for Val after she did what she did. She checked her office, the breakroom, various conference rooms, asked around, and nothing. Eventually she wandered to the parking garage and saw that Val had left. When she tried to call, everything kept going to voicemail. So, Mel sent out an out of office early email, ordered an uber home, and told herself over and over she couldn't kill her boss.

Later that day, Mel stepped into their bedroom and stopped short.

Val lounged lazily against the pillows of their bed, completely naked, one knee bent and her legs slightly parted. The double-ended dildo sat on the nightstand. But what made Mel’s stomach tighten wasn’t Val’s smug expression.

It was the arrangement already waiting on the foot of the bed. Soft black rope coiled neatly, a silk blindfold folded beside it, and a thick towel spread out beneath.

Mel stared at the items for a long second and slowly came to the conclusion that Val had planned this.

Every smug text and her stupid loopholes. Probably to the way she’d pushed Mel further at work until she was furious enough to leave in the middle of the day and come looking for her. She scoffed as she touched the soft black rope. Val hadn’t just been playing with the portal. She’d been guiding Mel here, so she could end up exactly where she wanted to be. To do something Mel had, in the past, said she didn’t really enjoy. But, she also realized, perhaps it was only herself she didn't like it on. Val, on the other hand, wanted to be tied, blinded, and… lack of a better terminology- used.

Val looked up with a slow, satisfied grin, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Although, Mel thinks, she could’ve asked for it better.

When Mel finally spoke, it was dripping with near condensation, bordering on anger.

“You mean to tell me that you risked my career, along with yours, because you wanted to try bondage again?”

Val’s lips curved into a soft, fake pout. She tilted her head, all wide-eyed innocence. “What do you mean?”

“You used it on me during a meeting, Val.” God, she wanted to yell at her, tell her she’s such a psychopath for not talking it out.

Val’s pout deepened, though her eyes still glittered with amusement. “You said before a meeting. You never said anything about during.”

Mel stared at her for a long moment, then without a word, started stripping. Jacket, blouse, skirt, bra, everything hit the floor until she was just as naked as Val. She climbed onto the bed and crawled between Val’s spread thighs, hovering over her.

“Well that's just so fucking mean,” Mel said. She leaned down and nipped at Val’s collarbone who merely gasped at the sensation. “I was in the middle of a meeting, Val. Trying to fucking work while you were…” she sighed, thinking about the image of their combined wetness soaking the toy, at how good it felt, “you can't just fuck me with that toy and feign some loophole clause.”

Val laughed softly. “You know, it was only the last ten minutes. You handled it beautifully.”

Mel reached for the rope Val had set aside. “That's not the point. Turn around.”

Val obeyed, rolling onto her stomach with a soft, anticipatory sound. Mel swung a leg over and settled her weight right on top of Val’s ass, straddling her. The first contact made her inhale, Val’s warm, firm cheeks pressed up against Mel’s bare, still-sensitive pussy. The heat of skin soaked into her folds, and Mel couldn’t help the slow grind she gave herself against those soft cheeks as she reached for Val’s wrists.

She didn’t rush. If Val wanted this, Mel was going to take her time.

Slowly, she guided both of Val’s arms behind her back, trapping them between her own thighs and the curve of Val’s spine. The position forced Mel to lean forward slightly, which only pressed her wetter, warmer cunt more firmly against Val’s ass. She could feel every subtle shift of muscle beneath her, the way Val’s cheeks flexed when she tested the growing restraint.

Mel looped the soft rope around Val’s wrists with careful near clumsy movements, they only did this a few times and her memory strained at the proper loops but she managed, it didn’t help that the motion made her rock gently against Val’s ass the entire time. The friction was so delicious, despite how angry she felt, it was hard not to feel turned on in such an intimate act. Val’s skin was so warm against her, and Mel was already starting to leave a faint slick trail across those soft cheeks with every small adjustment she made while tying the knots.

“Stay still,” she whispered, voice lower now, almost distracted by the heat between her own legs. She tightened the rope just enough, then sat heavier for a moment, grinding down once more against the plush warmth of Val’s ass before finishing the last knot.

“You knew what you were asking for,” she said softly. “You knew exactly what it meant when you put that thing on me. You asked for me at your mercy.”

Val shifted, voice breathless. “Mel-”

“You took every bit of trust I gave you,” Mel continued, securing the knots, making sure she has no way out, “and you used it on me while I was trying to keep a straight face in front of our analysts. Which could’ve ended our entire careers.” She tested the rope, making sure it is tight enough to hold. “You wanted me helpless. So now we’re going to see how you do.”

Val started to protest again, a sudden inhale forming into a word, but Mel leaned down close to her ear.

“At my mercy.”

Val went quiet but Mel could see the faint smile she was fighting as her head dropped to the bed, cheek pressing against the duvet.

Mel finished inspecting the knots and sat back, looking at the sight of her, from her hair with the white streak in it, down the curve of her spine, to the tight ropes holding her in place. She reached for the blindfold next, sliding it over Val’s eyes and tying it securely.

“Since it was only ten minutes,” Mel continued, thinking entirely of how Val said it wasn’t a big deal because of that specific timeframe, “you can handle ten minutes of punishment.”

She shifted, moving off of Val and settling beside her instead. Stretching out along the length of her body, Mel propped herself up on one elbow so she could see everything clearly. With her free hand she squeezed the soft sides of Val’s ass, just feeling the warmth and flesh of her, giving her a sliver of kindness, before raising her palm and bringing it down hard.

The loud crack of palm against skin filled the room.

Val gasped and twitched, before humming deeply. A big red mark bloomed on her fair skin, and Mel did it again.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

Each one successfully pulled a short, whimpering noise from Val, half a gasp and half a moan. Mel continued to not rush. She let her hand land in a short successions, alternating cheeks, watching the skin flush deeper under every strike. Val’s hips shifted restlessly against the towel, her breath growing uneven and loud.

Mel paused just long enough to drag her nails lightly over the heated skin, then brought her palm down harder.

Smack.

Val’s thighs tensed as a soft, involuntary moan slipped out of her.

Mel’s free hand slid between Val’s legs. She didn’t tease around it, she simply cupped Val’s pussy, palm pressing firmly against the slick heat she found there, all wet curls and softness. Val was already soaked. Her folds were slippery and swollen, the evidence of how much the punishment was affecting her coating Mel’s fingers immediately.

“You're such a masochist,” Mel said as she rubbed slowly, needing to tease out more. “You’re dripping for it.”

Val’s answer was a shaky exhale, her bound wrists flexing behind her back.

Mel shifted, swinging a leg back over Val’s body and settling onto those already-warmed muscles of her thighs. The second her wet pussy pressed down against the hot skin, a low, satisfied sound left her throat. She ground herself against Val’s thighs, up and down, smearing wetness across the flushed flesh before she raised her hand again.

She gave her another harsh spank, then another, never removing her other hand from between Val’s thighs. Every time her hand cracked against the reddening skin, Val’s pussy grew wetter in her palm.

Mel ground the heel of her hand against Val’s clit in slow circles while she continued the spanking. The combination of blissful pleasure and the harshness of spanking left Val trembling, hips twitching until her boss started to whimper.

Still, she kept going, spanking her into a rhythm, left cheek, right cheek, until Val’s ass was a deep, hot, burning crimson and she was squirming helplessly beneath her. Mel’s own pussy was soaked, sliding wetly against the back of Val's thighs with every movement. She couldn’t stop grinding into her, rolling her hips in filthy little bucks between strikes, reveling in the knowledge that Val was completely at her mercy.

“You’re taking it so well,” Mel said, almost sweetly, even as she delivered another hard smack. “And you’re getting wetter every time I do it.”

She finally pulled her hand away from Val’s cunt, sat up, and used both hands to grip her hips, hauling her ass higher into the air. Mel felt how wet she was between her own thighs, and leaned down to push Val’s head firmly down into the mattress with one palm, forcing her into a deeper, more vulnerable position.

“Okay, I need you to stay.”

Val groaned.

"Just for a minute," Mel promised.

Then she stood and retrieved the strap-on from the walk in closet, the realistic one with the thick, veiny shaft. She stepped into the harness, adjusting the straps until the heavy dildo sat flush against her, then returned to the bed.

Val was still exactly where she’d left her, ass raised, face pressed into the mattress, wrists bound tightly behind her back, blindfold secure. Mel climbed back onto the bed and moved up beside her head. She took the shaft in one hand and pressed the blunt, realistic head against Val’s lips.

Her mouth opened slightly and a surprised gasp left as she moved away on instinct.

"It's just the dildo," Mel reassured her.

Val hesitated only a second before understanding, then took the tip between her lips and sucked lightly, experimentally, tongue brushing the underside. Mel watched, pulse thudding, as Val worked just the head, and marveled at the fact that she didn't even need to instruct her to do this.

“Good,” Mel softly said. She pulled the dildo free with a tiny wet sound and moved back between Val’s spread thighs.

She wasn't rushing, as she promised herself, and stopped to admire Val’s pussy, all flushed and swollen, the lips parted and glistening, very pretty. Mel ran two fingers through the mess, gathering it, and hummed.

“You’re embarrassingly wet,” she said, trying to sound less breathless and more amused. “Soaked from letting your assistant spank you until your ass got red. Lube would just be a formality at this point.”

She lined the thick head of the strap-on up against Val’s entrance and pushed in without further warning. Val groaned loud and for just a moment she tightened up around the realistic shaft as Mel sank deeper, inch by inch, until she was buried to the base.

Mel gripped Val’s hips as the dildo slid out, and pulled her back onto it, and started fucking her. Every thrust forced her bound body to rock forward, face still pressed into the mattress, ass high. The wet noises of Mel’s strap-on driving into her became all there was.

She was nearly finished with the meeting, calmly letting the small group of analysts walk her through the latest intelligence summaries, when the portal clicked on.

No. No no no. Mel’s voice faltered mid-sentence as a rush of heat bloomed between her thighs. And the only clear thought that rang through her mind was- Val, you fucking bitch.

She hadn’t said anything about during the meeting. Only before. Val had found the loophole and was already exploiting it.

It didn’t start with licking this time. Instead, Mel felt soft, warm lips pressing gentle kisses along her outer folds. Val’s nose nudged softly against her clit, rubbing in tiny circles while those plush lips kept kissing her slow and affectionately. Kiss after kiss, right on her increasingly slick pussy. It was somehow worse than the rough stuff. The tenderness made her throb, made her anticipate as heat flooded over her, making her grow wet and needy almost instantly.

Mel squeezed her thighs together under the table, trying to keep her expression neutral. “So, in the report-” Her voice nearly squeaked when something cold and slippery touched her entrance. Familiar with the way lube felt, her heart kicked up so fast at the thought of why Val thought she needed this much. Val was drizzling it generously over her folds, coaxing it with her fingers, gingerly dripping some inside her.

She tried to end the meeting fast. “Actually, we can wrap up the meeting here uh, any further questions?”

One of the analysts raised his hand, her eye nearly twitched, and then he launched into a long-winded question about cross-referencing data sets. At the exact same moment, a thin, smooth dildo pushed into Mel’s slick, lubed cunt.

She nearly gasped, barely covered it by clearing her throat, and leaned back into the chair, crossing her arms.

It slid in slowly, easy with all the lube. Mel’s eyes widened. She dug her nails into her forearm, biting the inside of her cheek hard. The toy felt different this time. There was something new, the movements didn't feel like Val was just sliding her up and down.

Mel’s voice came out strained as she tried to answer the analyst. “That’s… a good point. We can… mmh… look into adjusting the parameters in the next cycle.”

Under the table, her hips gave a tiny, helpless roll, chasing the slow paced thrusts. Whatever Val was using felt incredible, it made everything flutter and clench greedily around it.

Mel’s phone vibrated on the table. She glanced down while the analyst was still talking.

Val: Fuck, you feel so good. So nice and wet. God I wish I could see your face right now. Bet you’re doing that cute little concentrated frown so no one knows you’re getting fucked.

Mel was furious. And horribly, shamefully turned on. The toy kept sliding into her, forcing her to continuously adjust in her chair for a better angle, the thrusts felt so different than yesterday and she wanted badly to call Val, to know what in the hell she's doing. Maybe make her stop, but, well… her cheeks burned, it felt too good, really, really good, maybe she could handle it for a few minutes more. After all, her next meeting was in a few hours. She had the time.

She kept her voice impressively steady, answering the last few questions with clipped professionalism until she finally closed the meeting. “Thank you, everyone. We’ll pick this up next week.”

The moment the door clicked shut behind the last analyst, Mel snatched up her phone and called Val, sinking back into the chair with her legs spread... just for a better angle.

Val answered on the second ring, surprisingly, with a video call.

The camera angle heated up her entire face, and traveled all the way down to her neck. Pleasure jolted down her legs at the sight: pointed straight down at Val’s spread thighs. Mel finally saw it- a blue double-ended dildo buried deep in both of them, the middle section glistening with their combined wet arousal. Val’s free hand was gripping the cylinder, slowly working it between them, fucking herself with the other half, driving the toy into Mel with every roll of her hips.

Oh my god.

Val was fucking them both at the same time.

“Look at you,” Val purred, voice barely above a whisper. The camera shifted slightly, showing more of Mel’s swollen, stuffed pussy through the portal’s connection. “So pretty like this. You're such a good girl for letting me use you in the middle of the office.”

“Val, you fuckin-” Mel’s insult dissolved into a helpless moan as Val suddenly shoved the dildo all the way in, bottoming out in both of them at once. Their clits pressed together around the base of the toy.

Then Val started grinding.

She rolled her hips in mind-numbing circles, forcing their clits to rub directly against each other with the dildo buried deep inside them both. The wet, squelching sounds were loud through the phone's speakers. Mel’s head fell back against the chair, a broken whimper escaping her as she watched the screen helplessly.

Val was fucking them both, thrusting the toy in short little strokes that made their clits grind and catch with every movement. And she watched it all, felt it all and became fuzzy all over. Inhibitions lowered fast.

“Fuck- Val- oh god,” Mel moaned, no longer trying to stay quiet in the empty conference room. Her hips jerked up involuntarily, chasing the intense pleasure. The double-ended connection made everything feel filthy and intimate. She watched as every thrust Val gave drove the toy deeper into Mel, making their juices mix and drip down the shaft.

Val’s breathing grew ragged on the other end. “That’s it. Let me hear you. Come on me like the needy little slut I know you are.”

Mel wanted to argue that it was Val who kept doing this but then she fucked them faster, the wet slap of their clits rubbing and smacking, echoed through the video call. Mel came first, with a choked cry, unable to look away from the squirting mess around the base. The sight and feeling must've pushed Val over the edge because she followed right after. She moaned loud, mashing their pussies together through both orgasms until they were both shaking and oversensitive.

Mel was still panting, thighs trembling, when Val finally pulled the toy out slowly, letting the camera catch the way Mel’s arousal dripped out. The sight made her bashful and turned on all at once, the shamefulness of liking it this time around sent blissful shivers up her spine.

“You’re going to pay for this,” Mel whispered hoarsely, glaring at the screen even as aftershocks rippled through her. “Hope it was worth it.”

Val smirked, delighted and glowing, “I’m counting on it.”

Then she gave the camera a little kiss goodbye and turned off the portal. Leaving Mel sitting there, heart pounding loudly, tingling down below and suddenly very messy and sticky. Something she needs to clean up.

When she catches her breath.

There is one thing she's sure of, she's going to make Val understood the consequences of her actions.

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~to be continued~

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Val laughed softly, running her fingers through Mel’s hair. “It was only the last ten minutes. You handled it beautifully.”

Mel sat back on her heels, anger permeating her insides, making her voice stern. “Turn around.”

Val’s grin widened. She rolled over obediently onto her stomach, arching her back just enough to present her ass and the glistening wetness still between her thighs. She wondered if Val thought about this, if she was fantasizing about it while Mel lost her mind trying to find her at work.

“Since it was only ten minutes,” Mel continued, voice sweet and dangerous just the way she's learned from Val, “you can handle ten minutes of punishment.”

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Later that night, they were home in bed. Basking in the low, amber lights as they got ready for sleep, Mel lay on her back in nothing but her underwear and a large loose shirt, watching Val with narrowed eyes as the older woman crawled over her, hair still wet from a shower.

“Why did you do that today?” Mel asked, voice meaner than she wanted, but she was so angry with the woman above. “I said not during work.”

“But you were on a break. It was a quickie.”

Mel rolled her eyes. “Val, we could’ve had a quickie in your office.”

“It wouldn't have been the same.” Val jutted out her bottom lip, feigning innocence, but Mel didn't buy it.

“It still went over my break. You could've waited until after hours if you wanted something longer. You made me late and-”

Val snorted, “Mel, no one cared, the meeting ran fine, everything was fine.”

“I cared!” Mel frowned, roughly shifting underneath her, even gave an indignant huff.

But Val just smiled as sweetly as she could, settled her weight between Mel’s spread thighs. Pressed herself against her crotch, and rolled her hips in a lazy grind, putting pressure against her center.

“I know what you're doing,” Mel wrapped her legs around her, slightly slowing her efforts down. “Don't avoid the question. Why did you do it?”

Val sighed, “I just wanted to try it,” she whispered, keeping the tone intimate. She braced her hands on either side of Mel’s head, leaning down so their faces were inches apart. Another slow grind that began to excite her much more than she really wanted.

“Val.” Mel warned, even if the effect was lessened by the sudden softness in her voice

Val continued. “I needed to know what it felt like to have you at my mercy while you tried to be all professional.” She shrugged. “Couldn’t help myself.” Then she pressed her lips against her neck, wet little droplets from her hair pecking her jaw. “Do you forgive me?”

Mel’s breath hitched, the smell of fresh shampoo and body wash permeated the air. She closed eyes, letting the memory replay: the way she had gotten so impossibly wet, the helplessness of it. She couldn’t have pulled away even if she’d wanted to, the portal kept her right there for Val to use. Her warm, coaxing tongue licking between her folds. The thick, ridged dildo that deliciously fucked her until she came once. And then Val’s own soaked pussy rubbing against hers, all their hot arousal mixing until Mel had squirted all over her.

“Hm.” She tried to play along, even as she felt herself getting turned on again, new wetness coating their sliding crotches as Val kept up that slow grind. “Do I forgive you….” She mused, "that depends… Will you do that again?”

Val sat up, watched her face closely, eyes dark with lust, a knowing smile curved her lips. “So, you did enjoy it?” Another roll of her hips, pressing them together more firmly. “I knew you did.”

Mel’s cheeks burned. She bit her lip, hips coming up to meet Val’s movements. The filthy heat between them was making it hard to think straight. “I… yeah,” she finally admitted, voice breathy. “I did. But no more using it at work.”

Val’s smile widened, triumphant and hungry. She leaned down to kiss her. “Sure, sure, we can talk about it again tomorrow.”

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The next morning Val stopped Mel halfway from getting ready. She sat on the bed, half dressed, eyeing the little suction oval warily as Val held it up with another sweet smile.

“No.” Mel crossed her arms tightly. “Absolutely not. I’m still sour about yesterday, Val. We are not doing this again.”

“Oh come on,” Val hummed, stepping closer with that little smirk she unfortunately loves. “Just one more time? I’ll be good, I promise.”

Mel gave her a flat look. “Pretty sure you said that yesterday. And then you railed me right before a meeting.”

Val tilted her head, feigning innocence. “That was an accident. Mostly. Poor restraint on my part I'll admit.” She trailed a finger down Mel’s arm, voice dropping into that low, coaxing tone she knew worked too well. “I’ll make it worth your while. How about a nice fat bonus on your next paycheck? Or that pay raise you’ve been hinting at for months?”

Mel hesitated, clearly tempted. She sighed heavily, rubbing her temple. “You’re evil. You know that, right?”

Val’s grin widened. “You know some people would say that’s part of my charm.”

She shook her head, gazed up at the happy face Val wore today, and softened. “You really want me to wear it. Don't you?”

Val nodded enthusiastically.

“Okay.” Mel relented, cheeks already flushing. “But only because of the raise. That’s it.” She pointed a stern finger at Val. “And I mean it this time. Do not use it before a meeting again. I almost died yesterday.”

Val leaned in and kissed her softly, all sweetness and mischief. “That's a little dramatic but sure, scouts honor.” She held up three fingers, crossing her heart. “I won’t turn it on before any meetings today.”

She stepped between her legs, got on her knees, pulled her panties aside and sealed the oval over Mel’s center, it suctioned on right away, then Val gave her a gentle pat right over the device.

“All done.” Val smirked up at her before giving her knee a little peck.

Mel narrowed her eyes again. “I don’t trust that look one bit.”

Val just chuckled about it.

And maybe she should've clarified some things more, like asking Val when she planned to do whatever it is she planned. Instead, she finished getting ready. The device settled snugly against her, hidden under her clothes, and they headed into the office. Mel made Val buy her breakfast and as they split for the morning, Val looked around Mel's empty office and gave her a sweet kiss before leaving.

Their morning schedules deviated from one another, Mel kept busy, forgetting again about the suctioned oval between her legs. It really is hard to tell it's there when it's not active.

Eventually, Val poked her head into Mel’s office just before ten. “I'm getting roped into an awful meeting about next month's budgeting. So I won't make it our next meeting with the analysts. It’s just a simple update on the latest reports. Nothing major. You've got this one, right?”

Mel nodded, trusting her. “Yeah, I can handle it.”

Big mistake.

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~to be continued~

Sneak peak below

“Look at you,” Val purred, voice barely above a whisper. The camera shifted slightly, showing more of Mel’s swollen, stuffed pussy through the portal’s connection. “So pretty like this. You're such a good girl for letting me use you in the middle of the office.”

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