Demi Wants More - The Dominatress Chronicles

Demi worked at a law firm in New York City. She loved her job and was quite skilled at winning her cases. In a male dominated profession, she enjoyed the thrill of overpowering her competition in the courtroom. Her co-workers often commented on how demure and conservative she was in the office and how she turned ruthless in court.

She was a pale skinned woman who stood about 5′ 2″, bright blue eyes and long jet black hair. She was thin in stature, but with a curvy figure and her business suits fit her well. She always wore heels to make up for her lack of height.

This particular Friday morning, Demi looked disheveled. Her usual neat attire was tossled and her hair unkempt. Her face was more pale than usual and minus any makeup. One of her close friends Bill noticed that she kept pulling at a scarf she wore wrapped tightly around her neck. She appeared very nervous and on guard. Bill entered her office to make small talk and to see if Demi was ok.

‘Hey Demi’, Bill said in a breezy tone, ‘How are you this morning?’. Demi’s voice was hoarse as she just nodded her head and without looking up simply said ‘It’s fine Bill, thanks for asking’. Something was up with her today. Something not good and Bill grew concerned. He began to walk out of the room when he glanced back and noticed her scarf and shifted slightly and he could see a large dark spot on her neck. He stopped in his tracks and walked back in to her office and quietly closed the door. Demi looked up surprised as Bill moved closer and sat in the chair on the other side of her desk. ‘What is going on Demi?’, he asked in a firm manner, ‘Something is not right here and I want to help.’ Demi was silent for a few moments and Bill spoke one more time, ‘Demi? What is it?’.

Demi cleared her throat and said ‘Ok Bill, you know me well, you know what I am into, we’ve gone there together’. Bill shook his head in agreement. He thought back to a time a few months ago when the entire office had gone to Charlie’s Pub downstairs for drinks to celerate on of the partners trial success. There was open bar and everyone was drinking and dancing and having a great time. As the night wore on people started to leave one by one, but he and a few others were determined to close the bar. There were of them left, including Demi. The last round of shots hit them hard and the other three decided to call it a night. Bill lifted his empty shot glass towards Demi and said, ‘One more for the road sweetie’. Demi agreed and they ordered up another shot. The lights came on in the bar and the bouncers were ushering them and a few other stragglers out. Once in the street Bill and Demi were hanging onto each other as they walked and suddenly Bill leaned Demi into a brick wall and began to kiss her. Demi had always liked Bill and his sudden agression turned her on. She feverishly kissed him back, probing his mouth with her tongue and grabbing the hair on the back of his head. Bill was surpirsed by the assertiveness Demi showed, it was quite unexpected and opposite of her quiet and shy personality. He only saw this side of her in court.

Bill began to grow in his pants, he couldn’t help it. The way Demi was kissing him was driving him wild. Suddenly, Demi reached down and grabbed his now erect cock through his pants. She grabbed it tightly and stroked it. Bill stopped kissing her for a moment and looked her in the eye. He then put his hands on her face and slid them down her neck and was about to grab her firm breasts popping out from her blazer when Demi grabbed both his hands and put them behind his back. Bill looked up, surprised again at Demi’s behavior. While holding his hands behind his back she leaned in and began to nibble his neck, then her nibbles turned to bites. Bill was on fire. What was this girl doing to him. He pulled away and this time he spoke. ‘Oh my God Demi, you are a firecracker girl’. Demi smirked, grabbed his hand and began to walk towards her apartment. ‘Would you like to come in for a last drink?’ she said coyly. ‘Shit yeah’, Bill blurted out. Demi led the way down a few city streets as Bill followed holding her hand like a boy being taken to a candy store.