The Claiming of Chelsea III [Boss/Employee BDSM Romance]

This is the third part in the "Claiming of Chelsea" series. Things are getting more serious between 19-year-old Chelsea and her domineering boss Jared. They go on their first real date together, and she spends it wondering what he'll do to her when they get back to his place. She doesn't have to wonder for long, as he starts giving her orders before they even leave the restaurant. As their D/s relationship solidifies, so do their feelings for each other.

WARNING: This story is apprx. 12,000 words, and it contains bondage, domination and submission, explicit sex, and romance between a young girl and her older boss. Adults only!

SNEAK PEEK:

He rubbed his hands down her arms slowly before bringing them forward to rub over her midriff. He let them drift higher and cupped his hands over her breasts. She shuddered as he gave them a squeeze.

"You really want to be my slave, huh?"

"Yes, sir."

"You want to be right now? Outside of the bedroom?"

"Yes, I-I really do."

He leaned forward, pressing his lips against her neck. She closed her eyes again, sighing and leaning back to press harder against him. He took her delicate skin in between his teeth and nipped gently before sucking on it hard. His hands gave her breasts a final squeeze before drifting higher, sliding into her cleavage. She gasped as he eased his hands into the cups of her bra, his rough palms touching bare flesh. She shivered, her nipples rock hard.

He flicked his tongue out, soothing the skin he had just been biting and sucking, before murmuring, "Who does your body belong to?"

"Y-You, sir," she stuttered, barely able to get the words out.

"That's right." He began pinching her nipples, her breath coming out hot and heavy. "How does this feel?"

"Good," she panted.

"Good, what?"

"Good, sir."

He pinched them a little harder, tugging on the sensitive buds. She had to bite down on the inside of her lip to keep from moaning out loud.