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  The pain was instant and surprised Mariana. Despite the numerous times she’d had it done to her previously, it was something she could never quite get used to. But it was a good pain. It was a delicious pain. Scott continued to flog her, each hit being harder than the last.

  Mariana closed her eyes and concentrated on the pain. It was all she heard and felt. It was as if she and Scott were the only ones in the universe. She forgot where she was. When it became too much, Mariana punched the desk and Scott immediately stopped. She was breathing hard, the sting from the flogging reverberating through her body. Her ass was red with little stripes from the flogger. It was sensitive and sore to the touch.

  Scott sat down in his chair and reached into the drawer. He pulled out lotion and squeezed some of it in his in palm. He then carefully spread the lotion all over Mariana’s ass. “It’s aloe vera,” He cooed. “It’ll help take the sting off.”

  Mariana closed her eyes and felt she was floating away on a soft cloud. Scott took her to two extremes within a short time. Just when she came down from her high, Scott surprised her again. He turned her around and laid her back on the desk.

  He traced the curvature of her breasts with an index finger and trailed it down her navel then to her hot cunt. She was wet and ready for him. Before any action could take place, Scott had to attend to business matters first. He unmuted the call to join in. “I agree, Jackson, with your proposal. We need something fresh and new for the campaign.” Scott said into the speakerphone as He played with Mariana’s warm folds. He inserted a finger inside her and did a ‘come hither’ motion. “Everyone associates Buicks with old people. We need younger buyers.”

  Mariana almost fell off the desk. Her Master reached her spot, the spot—her G-spot. Her breathing became labored and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She understood the need for the ball gag. There was no way she would’ve been able to keep quiet, no matter how hard she tried.

  She was about to cum when her Master suddenly removed His finger from her cunt. Mariana’s eyes flew open and she saw Scott undressed from the waist down. The speakerphone was still unmuted. “I like that proposition,” Scott nonchalantly participated in the chat while He stroked His cock, “I like that a lot. We need a fresh ad to reach all demographics.” He carefully slid inside Mariana, her pussy engulfing His cock. He reached over to mute the phone again. A free hand massaged her breasts as He moved inside her slowly.

  Mariana and Scott locked eyes with each other. He winked at her when He lifted her left leg up to His shoulders. He smoothed His hand up and down her leg as fucked her. “Damn, Mari,” Scott moaned, “I love how tight you are just for me.” He placed His right hand on her stomach and circled her clit with His thumb. He began to move faster inside her, His balls kissing her pussy.

  Meanwhile, Mariana was growing delirious. Her head was spinning and her body was floating. She didn’t want the pleasure to end. But her body thought otherwise. Her legs started to shake, and her back arched off the desk. Her clit was tingling and an orgasm was imminent.

  When Mariana came, her body exploded with pleasure. The gag ball quieted her muffled screams as she rode the ecstasy wave. She collapsed back on the desk and breathed hard through her nose. “Good girl,” Scott purred as He moved faster inside her. He felt His balls tighten; He was about to cum soon. He hurriedly pulled out and shot over Mariana’s pussy.

  He collected Himself for a moment and unmuted the phone. “Thank you everyone for your participation. This was a great conference call. Probably one of the best I’ve had in a long while.”

  EIGHT

  “What do you have for me?” Caprina approached Dominic.

  Dominic Esplen pulled out the file on Scott and his girlfriend. It was the same routine he had had for the past two years, except now Caprina’s visits were becoming more frequent. She used to stop in every blue moon; now she averaged bi-weekly dates. Her fascination with Scott was bordering on stalking and obsessive. Dominic didn’t know if Caprina was dangerous or just plain crazy.

  “She recently moved in with him. A moving truck was spotted just recently outside their home.” Dominic showed Caprina the pictures.

  Their home. Caprina noticed the change in pronoun. It was always referred to as Scott’s home but now he had a new roommate. In all of the years she followed him, no other woman had made a lasting appearance in his home.

  Except for the new one. The only one. Marissa. No, that’s not her name. Melissa. No, that’s not either. Mariana.

  Staring back at Caprina were glossy, high-definition photos of Mariana directing traffic. Scott was in the background, helping the movers place boxes inside. There were only a few pictures but Caprina could tell Mariana didn’t have to lift a finger. Spoiled bitch.

  “He’s getting ready to go to Decatur, Georgia, for a few days.” Dominic slid the file to Caprina. “She’s going with him.”

  The file contained Scott’s travel arrangements. Caprina was impressed by how the detective was able to get so much information about Scott. Meeting the family. Lovely. I hope she has fun with KKK-Chrissy. “Good. Anything else?” She asked.

  “He’s been spending a lot of time at Tiffany’s,” Dominic mentioned, “I don’t know what that means.”

  “I know what it means,” Caprina was curt. An uneasy feeling formed in the middle of her gut and crawled up her spine until it stopped at her throat. Scott was going to propose to Mariana soon. She needed to work quickly.

  She pulled out a few hundred bills and handed them over to Dominic. “Keep the information coming.”

  “Will do.” Dominic replied as Caprina left. Once again he waited for her to leave before he placed a call. “She just left. She wanted to know his holiday plans. I think she’s going to follow him.”

  “Oh, I know she’s going to follow him,” Sanora replied over the phone. “She wouldn’t have asked if that’s not exactly what she planned to do.” Sanora had found out the information about Scott’s travel plans and relayed the information to Dominic for Caprina.

  Sanora paused for a minute as She formulated a thought. “I wonder how she’s going to run into him while he’s there.”

  NINE

  “It’s been a while since I’ve been graced by your charm, intellect, and beauty,” B. commented to Mariana.

  Mariana smiled as she thought about the last visit to Starbucks. It had been well before Thanksgiving and it was now already the middle of December. “Yeah, it’s been about a minute.”

  “So,” B. began, “how was your holiday?”

  “My holiday was good,” Mariana nodded. “How was yours?”

  “Mine was great. Did a few gigs and ate some good food with the family,” B. flashed a warm smile, “can’t complain.”

  “A few gigs?”

  “Yes, ma’am. I’m a DJ on the weekends. DJ Sugah Bear, look me up.” B. winked.

  “I will, I will,” Mariana nodded. “Now, can you get my order, please, brother man?”

  “Sure thing, sweet mama,” B. leaned over the counter, “what would you like?”

  “My usual: a Grande…”

  “Mocha Frappuccino with extra whip and double-blended,” B. finished. “You got it.”

  “You know me too well,” Mariana smiled.

  “I know what a woman doesn’t want,” B. took Mariana’s money and rang up her order, “and what she does.”

  ****

  “Well, Mr. Reed, just when I think I know you, you surprise me yet again…” Mariana whispered.

  She quietly sipped her Frappuccino as she studied the list of tasks before her. Her Master had begun to send her a list of daily, weekly, and monthly tasks for her to complete and let Him know about her progress. She studied each section carefully, all the while wondering what the hell Scott thinking.

  Daily (subject to modification):

  You will wear your hair up or in a ponytail. You will wear your hair down only for your Master.

  With the exception of breakfast and lunch, yo
u will prepare meals for your Master. Your Master is on a strict diet, and meals should be prepared accordingly.

  Before you shower or bathe, you will kneel on the bathroom floor and will repeat out loud, ‘I am beautiful, I am loved, I am Owned.’

  You will recite your spoken mantra every morning after you put on your makeup.

  Weekly (subject to modification):

  You will go without panties one day a week and let your Master known in advance what day you have chosen.

  You will wear clamps or rope under your clothing on one of your internship days.

  You will attend to your Master’s will, whenever He wants, however He wants.

  Monthly:

  You will wear specific bras and panties, already approved by your Master.

  You will clean the home you share with your Master, wearing only the bras and panties your Master has approved.

  You will wear your collar in the duration your Master has given in advance.

  You will keep your Master abreast of your financial affairs, including bills that need to paid, spending habits, and purchases.

  Mariana continued to sip her Frappuccino as her eyes narrowed at the screen. She didn’t have a problem with the majority of the tasks. She did question exactly what her Master meant by her being ‘owned’ and the later part about her wearing a collar. Her Master told her He didn’t think she would be ready for that next step in their D/s relationship. Mariana’s old self probably would’ve snickered and agreed. But her new submissive self was eager to please Him and make Him proud of her.

  She wanted to be collared. If her Master collared her, it would mean she belonged to Him and Him only. She would have to prove herself to Scott.

  “Mari? Mari, is that you?” Sarah approached her.

  Mariana looked up and saw her former best friend standing before her. A wave of emotions hit her at once, and Mariana was instantly uncomfortable. She and Sarah had always been so close, practically joined at the hip, and now Mariana couldn’t stand to see her new enemy. “Sarah,” Mariana was polite.

  Sarah pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Mariana. “Can we talk for a moment?”

  “Um,” Mariana glanced back at the list of tasks Scott laid out in front of her, “I’m kinda in the middle of something.”

  “This will only take a moment, I promise!” Sarah pleaded.

  Mariana felt stuck. “All right,” she closed her laptop and folded her hands over it. “Yes?”

  “Look, I know I was being a Class-A asshole for what I did and what I said the other day. I know I was wrong about spying on you and Scott, and I know it was wrong of me to say you didn’t deserve him. I know I was wrong. But I don’t want us to fight anymore and I really miss our friendship. Will you forgive me?”

  Mariana was wary of Sarah’s apology. It seemed and felt contrived, as if there were another reason why Sarah wanted to apologize. But Mariana knew if she didn’t forgive Sarah, it would look really bad on her part. Even though no one else knows, you represent me. “Forgiven,” Mariana quietly replied.

  Sarah grabbed Mariana’s hands and bent her head down. “Thank you so much, Mari! I really appreciate it, and I was wondering if we could go to…”

  “No, sweetheart,” Mariana picked up her coffee and laptop, “I said I forgive you. I didn’t say we were going to be cool again.”

  Sarah began to freak out. If she couldn’t get close to Mariana again, there went her plan with Caprina to get Scott. “What? What do you mean? I meant what I said!”

  “And it’s appreciated,” Mariana nodded, “but I don’t think we should be friends anymore.” Mariana walked out of the Starbucks.

  Sarah watched Mariana get into her car and drove off. Sarah simply folded her arms and shook her head. “And thank you, Mariana, for reminding me why I’m such a great actress. I needed a reason to take Scott away from you, and you just gave me one.”

  TEN

  Another day, another $250,000 in her pocket.

  Caprina laid out by the pool of the Chateau Marmont, soaking up the sun. She had to be at the studio by three PM for makeup and dress. She was going to wear Valentino on her body and MAC on her face. Her shoes, well, her shoes didn’t matter but she’d wear Gucci. Her accessories were, of course, Tiffany’s.

  Tiffany’s. Where Scott was taking Mariana soon.

  The ring Scott gave Caprina was a Tiffany ring, and she thought it was a joke. Now he was going to give his new little girlfriend the same ring. He’s serious about her. There was more to the relationship Caprina didn’t know about. Scott proposed to her only after a few months; it’s taken him a bit longer to pop the question to Mariana. Not all that glitters is gold over there…

  Mariana. Caprina didn’t even know the girl and she already hated her. She was with her Scotty. She followed his dating history; no woman had ever made a repeat appearance at his home except for a select few who were just partners. But Mariana, though…that girl made Scott sprung and turned out.

  Mariana. Caprina studied every minute detail about the girl. She knew her favorite fast-food restaurant, Del Taco. She knew she loved going shopping at the mall. She would always order the exact same drink at Starbucks, a Grande Mocha Frappuccino.

  Mariana had started carrying a Chanel purse. She had started wearing Louboutins. Soon, her clothing would get an upgrade. Next, her car. Then finally, the ring. Caprina’s fists clenched up once again upon thinking about it.

  She had to figure out a way to get back into Scott’s life. But how? She couldn’t just show up at his house; she knew Scott would call the cops on her. She couldn’t talk to Jeff; he would just laugh at her. And Caprina could just forget about KKK-Chrissy and Deborah. They would never give her the time of day.

  A slow smile crept on Caprina’s face. “Perfect. Why didn’t I think of this before?” Caprina smiled. She got on the phone with Elite. “Rebecca? Yes, it’s Caprina. I just thought of the perfect ad agency Guess could use for their new campaign I’m in! Well, it’s the best agency in the world! McCormick & Sheppard.” If Scott were forced to work with Caprina, there was nothing he could do about it.

  After Caprina got off the phone with Elite, she made her way over to the studio and got ready for the show. She made only one change in her wardrobe: she was going to wear Louboutins.

  ELEVEN

  Mariana woke up at seven o’clock and began to get ready for her day. She showered her body and dried herself off. She wiped the steam from the mirror and stared at her face. She carefully applied her makeup, and when she was finished, she stepped back from the mirror.

  “To my Master, I give my submission. To my Master, I give my devotion. To my Master, I give my sex. To my Master, I give my fears. To my Master, I give my happiness. To my Master, I give my everything. My Master loves me and I love my Master,” she said loudly.

  Outside the bathroom, Scott listened in Mariana’s chants. He had a proud smile on his face. Good girl.

  ****

  McCormick and Sheppard were in trying times. The advertising industry had seen a lot of ups and downs due to the rebuilding economy. Budgets had been drastically cut and many people were laid off from several firms. As a result, expectations were higher, and Scott made it clear to everyone he expected the very best, despite what was happening in the economy. “Having no money is not a reason to be a joke,” he once told everyone. “It means we have to be sharper on our game.”

  “So now that we hired the guys for the positions, we need to look at the girls,” Michael Sheppard began during the weekly meeting between him, Rich, and Scott. “Any nominations?”

  “Well, you know my vote!” Richard McCormick laughed. “But I’m not sure if Jennifer is worth the headache. She gossips a lot. She’ll be a great addition to the Communication division.”

  “I know what you mean. Tawny has contributed a lot to the team, but I don’t know. If she’s fucking me to move up the ladder, she’ll do it with others. And y’all know I’m a jealous son of a bitch,” Michael
turned to Scott, “what about Mariana?”

  Oh, you said her name instead of referring to her as the Black one. “Mari is a strong candidate and would make an excellent addition to any team she’s a part of. Her research is thorough, the vendors like her, and she’s always thinking ahead to the next campaign. She’ll be a strong asset.” Scott paused.

  “But?” Michael finished.

  “I can’t hire her,” Scott replied. “It’ll look bad if I hired her.”

  “Since when have you give a damn what people think about you?” Rich asked.

  “Since I’m sleeping with one of them,” Scott replied.

  “We’re fucking Tawny and Jenny, and do you see us giving a damn?” Rich asked.

  “If Mari is going to be hired, I can’t be the one who hires her,” Scott insisted. “It has to be one of you.”

  “All right,” Michael replied, “but there’s a catch.”

  “Of course there is,” Scott smirked.

  “If she messes up,” Michael nodded, “you’re the one who fires her.”

  Scott fell back into his chair and rubbed his mouth. Not only was he putting his hard-earned reputation on the line, he was also risking his relationship. If Mariana didn’t perform well, Scott would have to deal with a whole lot more than just firing her. “Fair enough.”

  ****

  “Good morning, everyone. I hope everyone had a good weekend. The holidays are approaching, and we had such a wonderful year here at McCormick and Sheppard,” Rich addressed all of the employees, “next year is bound to be our best year yet. I know I say that every year but it’s true. We keep getting better every year. Even though we slipped a little in the rankings, we’re still one of the best advertising agencies corporations go to every time. And that is thanks to all of you! Give yourselves applause.”

  The employees and interns applauded each other. “So, without further ado, let’s get down to business,” Michael stepped up to the podium. “We acquired a new high-profile client last night. Alex, can you turn on the screen for us?” Michael stepped back and looked at an image of a topless model wearing a pair of hip-hugging jeans. “Can anyone guess who we’re working with?”