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Office Pleasures
(Daisy Rose)

"We've been here before, haven't we?" he continued, waiting impatiently as he leaned on his cane.



I had never thought of Mr. Trevor as an attractive man. He was too muscular, too manly...and just too much of an alpha. He was the type of guy who would marry a woman and demand she stay at home so he could take care of her. But right now, as he teased and taunted her, I felt my insides clenching and crossed my legs to hide my desire.



"Yes," she said, wrapping her arms around herself. The crowd around her was waiting with their breaths held.



She gasped when Tommy, the burly bouncer, grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the betting table.



Her new position allowed us to see every inch of her naked body. She must be in her early twenties. Her skin was smooth and soft and her lips parted in a soft 'oh' that made her look even more desirable. She crossed her legs in embarrassment, and had wrapped an arm around her breasts.



"Mary," Trevor's voice was a growl of warning that vibrated through the room.



She looked around and realized that she had captured the attention of every men and women in the casino. "What do I do?" she asked, her voice trembling as much as her fingers.



"Turn around and open your legs wide," he ordered.



She took a deep breath and turned around on all fours.



"Lie down," he instructed.



"Yes, sir," she whimpered, trembling in a mixture of fear and arousal.



"Tie her wrists and ankles," he said, suddenly looking at me. My brain wouldn't focus and I started at him numbly. I felt like I was in a dream; everything was so surreal and unbelievable. He must have seen the apprehension in my eyes, since he repeated the instruction slowly.



My body surged into action and I quickly pulled the tablecloths we had hidden beneath the table and used it to tie her hands and feet to the edges of the table. It was surreal to feel such soft skin on my fingertips. I lingered on her ankles and had to be tougher, since she was fighting against me on my last knot.



The last knot pulled her leg wide open and allowed everyone a perfect view of her dark red clit.



I couldn't look away even if I wanted to.



"Like what you see, Casey?" my boss asked, his voice a deep murmur that made me tremble.



"Yes, sir," I replied honestly.



He looked stunned for a moment, then quickly regained his composure. "You're going to enjoy the show, then," he said.