"The Desk"( ds M/F bd cons oral )[1/1] It was a magnificient old oak desk. Massive, polished wood touched the ground on three sides, with drawers built into each side of the back. It was a huge desk. Large enough to fit a person underneath comfortably. He had notice this when he first bought the desk. A few modifications later and it was perfect. He had business clients comming today to talk to him. Today was the day to test the usefullness of this desk. He brought her in first. His pet. He had ordered her to strip and then put a belt he had made for her on. The belt had two small vibrators in it. Strong enough to tease her, but not so strong as to bring her to orgasm or be heard. He checked the clip on the belt to make sure it was firmly secured, and then switched the vibrators on. She stood still, patiently awaiting his command. He then brought out a blanket and two nipple clamps from a drawer in the desk. He put the clamps on, just enought so that there would be steady pressure, and then spread the blanket on the floor under the desk. Then he ordered her under. She crawled under the desk and turned around so she was facing him. He took each wrist and secured it with wide leather straps to eyebolts he had added to the top of the underside of the desk. Then he stood back to admire his handywork. 'Perfect' he though. She looked up at him. Each wrist carefully secured to the top of the desk away from her, spreading them away from her. Her head slightly ducked so as not to bump the side of the desk, and her knees bent so her bottom rested on her feet. Comfortable and restrained. He looked at his watch. Ten minutes. Then he explained to her the duties he expected her to preform. She was not to make any noise. She was not to make him come. She was to service him with her mouth as he sat at the desk. This was to be one of the best business meetings he ever had. -*- She heard the secretary announce that his 10:00 meeting was here, and heard him request them sent in. She was a little cramped under the desk, but otherwise comfortable. The vibrators were beginning to do their job and she wished that she could reach down and help them. She couldn't. Her wrists were secured to the underside of the desk. He got up from the desk, careful to push away before rising. She heard him greet what sounded like two other men, and then saw his knees behind the desk again as he sat down. He pushed his chair back under the desk, and slid one hand down and touched her neck. She got the message. Reaching forward with her neck, she used her teeth to undo his pants. It's not as easy as it sounds. After about five minutes of struggle he finally reached down and helped her, moving his underwear aside out of her way. She began working on him, alternating techniques whenever she felt him get close. Her jaw began to get tired. His meeting seemed to go on forever. In reality it was only about a half an hour when she heard the meeting end. The sounds of the others saying goodbye, and the audible click of the door closing sounded like heaven to her aching jaw and mouth. So intent had she been on pleasing him she had almost forgotten about the vibrators and nipple clamps. Now the rememberence came back in full force. Gently, he unfastened her wrists and lifted her out from under the desk. He unbuckled the belt, and removed the vibrators. Then he lifted her to him, and kissed her. 'You did well' he whispered. He bent her over the desk and entered her. A few minutes later, they cried out their release in unison.