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This work is copyright 1997 (c) by the author. Any use 
of this work is permitted as long as the author's byline 
and e-mail address and this paragraph remain with the 
story.
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The Desk
by Suki (suki@fish.com)

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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. (MF, ds, cons, oral, bd)

***

It was a magnificent 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 coming today to talk to him. Today was the day 
to test the usefulness 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 enough 
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 handiwork. '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 perform. 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.

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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 
remembrance 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.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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