In his grasp

The appointment

“Hey Tom” I said opening the car door. Tom was the driver that Joe always sends. He was in his mid 30s and was always polite to me. 

“How are you doing today Lauren?” He asked smiling back at me as I climbed into the back seat.

“I’m fine, do you know what he wants?” I pressed for information. He shook his head.

“He doesn’t tell me anything apart from when and where to pick you up” he replied driving off. I looked down at my knees that were covered by my tight, light blue jeans. I didn’t want to show any skin from my legs. I didn’t want him getting the wrong idea. This was strictly casual, nothing s****l, nothing romantic. This was purely to tell him to leave me alone. My hair was up in a bun so he had nothing to grab onto and my top was skin tight to make sure it was too difficult to hold. 

We pulled up to the building and Tom put his hand break on. “There you go Lauren” he flashed a smile at me in his mirror. 

“Aren’t you coming in?”

“I never come in unless requested by Mr. Stone” he replied shaking his head. I pushed my lips together and raised the corner. Showing sympathy of how he was treated. I walked into the building and took the elevator to Joe’s floor. Cassie was sitting at her desk as per usual, smartly dressed and smiling at me. 

“Hello Lauren, I’m glad you came”. She saw my reaction the last time I was here and I think she was concerned about me by the relief on her face.

“Hey Cassie, is he here?” She nodded her head. “He will be just a few minutes”. She pointed to the seating area to indicate for me to take a seat. I shook my head and said “thank you, but I would rather stand”. She nodded and continued trying on her computer. I repeated her words in my head. A few minutes? Is he too busy with that slut again? Rubbing it in my face is he? I felt anger and anxiety shoot through my veins. Thinking about all the dirty things he would be doing while I was waiting out here like a dog. 

His door suddenly opened and a man walked out. “Thank you Mr. Stone, I look forward to working with you” he shook Joe’s hand and walked away, leaving Joe looking at me. 

“Come on babe” he flashed a smile at me, beckoning me with his arm pointing inside his office. Why does he do this every time! He knows how much I love him calling me babe. I kept my nerve and walked in confidently. “Make sure we are not disturbed Cassie, this is important” he said quietly to her as if I couldn’t hear him. He closed the door and pointed to the seat in front of his desk. “Please” he said walking towards me. 

“No Joe, I’d rather stand, this won’t take long” I stood with my head held high, making sure I looked like I was the one in control. 

** Joe’s POV**

She’s so adorable. She standing there acting as if she has the higher ground. Oh she will soon learn once I have her in my grasp once more. I walked towards her and she took a step back. 

“No Joe, I’m not doing this anymore” she sternly blurted out. I narrowed my eyes as I knew she didn’t really believe that but I didn’t want to upset her, plus I love seeing her break so she has to think she has some sort control. 

“Listen babe, she was here for an interview...” 

“So you f**k the girls that come for interviews now do you?” She said with anger in her tone. I smiled at her. 

“No, she came for an interview and she thought that being flirty with me and offering s****l favours was going to get her the job because her experience wasn’t good enough” I chuckled. “She was too willing and I don’t like that. I have got some respect you know?” I said looking at her. If every woman I employed was just for s****l favours then I wouldn’t have a successful business, it’s just not practical.

“So why did you look so shocked at me when I walked through the door, as if you were doing something you shouldn’t be?” She questioned. 

“Baby girl, you burst through my door, you didn’t knock and that makes me angry” I told her. “Everyone, even my own father has to knock before entering my office”. She looked at me with confusion on her face. 

“But he’s your dad?” She questioned. “And your my little sister” I tried to distract her from thinking about anything else other than being in my control. I grabbed her hands and held them, leaning my head down to her neck. I felt her goosebumps rise as my breath touched her skin.

“Your my girl” I reassured her. I felt her melting in front of me. I loved how I had this control over her. I placed my hand on her bum and pulled her closer to me, kissing her neck and giving it a little nibble. I could hear her breath as she gasped at the sensation. 

“No Joe, I came here to tell you I don’t want to see you again” she blurted out as if she was trying to take over. I stopped and stepped back, smirking at her. 

“You mean that?” I glared at her and placed my palm to her bum.

“Because your body is telling me something different” I whispered. Her eyes were filled with denial and weakness. It turned me on. After a moments silence I grabbed her thighs and sat her on my desk. I put my face to hers, noses the only thing touching. She closed her eyes with lust filling her body.

“So... do you really mean that?” I repeated, whispering it softly. It was that moment I knew I had her back. I placed my hand on her groin, watching her tilt her head back in anticipation. 

“You forget baby girl, your my little sister...” I gripped it tighter. 

“Mine!” I said with more aggression. Letting my words sink into her mind I kissed her neck violently and pushed her down on my desk. I undone her buttons to release her tight shirt that she had tucked into her trousers, clearly to stop me. She forgets... I like a challenge. I pulled her trousers down slightly to the bottom of her bum and breathed on her p***y as she gasped. 

“Do you want it?” I asked her, controlling her every breath. She nodded and said “yes sir”. At that moment I knew that I had full control over her. As I went to put my tongue to her I saw her phone light up on the side that I had removed from her pocket as it was becoming an obstacle. 

‘Ryan

Hey, you need a lift tomorrow?’ 

I felt anger and rage flow through me as I smacked her p***y. She jumped up and yelped in pain. 

“Who is Ryan?!” I yelled. She looked at me, stunned as I asked her again. 

“He’s a friend Joe, a friend” she said in desperation. 

“Why is he asking you if you need a lift tomorrow?” She stopped for a moment, I couldn’t read her body language at this point. 

“We are going to a beach party tomorrow” she answered. 

I got up and placed my hand on her p***y, apply pressure. 

“And are you going to behave at this party, or am I going to have to punish you again” I gritted my teeth. 

“Oh my” she gasped as the pressure gradually increased. 

“No sir” she finally replied. I picked her up off of the desk and threw her to the ground. I undone my belt and trousers and got my d**k out. 

“Come here and prove it to me” I said grabbing her bun and shoving it down her throat. I tilted my head back and leant against the desk. Groaning as I moved her faster. I pulled her head away and slapped her cheek. 

“Make love to my d**k, I want you to appreciate him with your mouth” I order placing my hands on the desk. She moved her head slowly and passionately. Increasing her speed. I moaned and tensed until I released in her mouth. She went to spit it out and I slapped her. 

“Swallow” I demanded and she did coughing and pulling a face at the salty taste. 

“Good girl” I whispered catching my breath. 

She wiped her mouth and stood up. She then looked down in disappointment. 

“What is it baby girl” I said doing my belt up. 

“Is this what you called me here for? To pleasure you?” She looked like she was sulking. 

“I called you here so that I could clear up what happened last time, you got the wrong end of the stick and I wanted to make sure you understood” I walked around to my seat behind the desk. I looked at her and said

“I need to get on with some work now babe, I will see you at my apartment upstairs after your party” I smirked. She looked annoyed by that. 

“I’m busy tomorrow” she said. 

“You have to sleep sometime, I want you, in my apartment, no later than 12pm” I ordered sitting down. She opened her mouth to speak. 

“I’m not asking” I interrupted. She lowered her head and nodded before walking out.