The Boss's Toy - Sex Stories

The Boss's Toy

THIS IS NOT FINISHED IT WAS POSTED BY MISTAKE, BUT I AM UPDATING IT AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE

Alora didn't know what was happening when she awoke with a pounding head and blindfolded eyes. She couldn't see a thing and could barely even use her other senses until a few minutes had passed and her head was clearing. From the feel of things, she was sitting on the floor a van rumbling along the roads. Her hands were bound. She could hear two men having a quiet conversation nearby but she couldn't tell if anyone else was there. She didn't make a sound, but the man must have heard her move because the conversation suddenly turned to her.

"She's awake," said the first voice.

"So?" replied the second nonchalantly.

"She's probably scared out of her mind and thinking we're going to kill her, Lee. The last thing we need is a panicked captive."

Alora turned toward the voices. "So you're not going to kill me?" she asked fearfully, her throat dry and her voice scratchy.

"No," replied the first, and Alora heard him step toward her and suddenly there was a hand under her chin. "Do you want some water?" he asked.

Alora nodded, and she felt the cool neck of a bottle being pressed against her lips. She drank a few gulps down before the man took back the bottle and presumably sat back with Lee. They didn't speak to her for the rest of the trip, which was at least twenty more minutes but it was hard to tell. The van finally rumbled to a stop and Alora felt a rough arm lift her to ...

... her feet and guide her from the van, across a path and into a cool air-conditioned lobby and pulled her toward an elevator, which she only realised was an elevator when it started to rise.

Wherever she was going, it must've been the top floor, because she was rising forever until the elevator dinged and she was dragged out. Only a few feet into the room, she was forced to her knees, and the grit bore into her bare legs. Of all the days to get kidnapped, it had to be the one where she wore a dress. She heard a man behind her speak, and she did her best to stay still, despite her fear. They didn't want to kill her, she didn't want to give them a reason to.

"Here she is. Our gift to you," Lee behind her said, and her heart sped up tenfold.

"Show me her face. I want to be sure," said a voice from in front of her, its sound so menacing she had to keep from cowering back. She felt someone fumbling behind her head and then she blinked as the blindfold fell away and the light momentarily blinded her. As her eyes adjusted, she looked at the man in front of her. He was seated behind a large oak desk, staring at her with such intensity that his eyes seemed to bore right through her. He was much younger than his voice implied, looking only a few years older than her, 21,22 maybe? But he still looked as menacing as an older man would.

She looked around her surroundings, seeing herself to be in what looked like a spacious but sparsely furnished office with a wall-length window ...