Chapter 2 Filth (2)

• I can't see anything, despite the dim light illuminating the bed, that part of the room is in complete darkness.
• "Close the door" My God! They have seen my phone and were waiting for me to come and get it, phones are prohibited, that's why we have those devices connected to a kind of small radio that we carry in our pockets, phones must stay in the lockers and be retrieved at the end of the shift."
• " I don't like to repeat myself and this would be the second time. Close the door and return to your position!"I have no idea why I do it, however, I walk quickly, close the door, and stand there, with my hand on the knob, something in my mind urging me to flee.
• This is crazy, I haven't seen the man, I've only heard his voice and I already feel that just by talking to me, he has an incredible and strange effect on me.
• " Are you going to contradict me all night?" His voice sounds sweetly dangerous, as if he were under the spell of a snake, which while hypnotizing me with its gaze, is wrapping me in its webs, only that so far, I haven't seen his eyes, I haven't seen anything of him.
• " I'm sorry, I just came for..."
• " I didn't authorize you to speak." He whispers again. Doesn't this man shout? I think it would be better, I'm used to people shouting when they're angry.
• " I'm not a child, so I don't see what the problem is, I can express myself whenever I want." I grit my teeth, I know he might be a boss, and maybe I'll be fired for what I just said, but he has no right to talk to me like that.
• " You're wrong, little mouse, when you entered this room, you accepted all my terms." What the hell is he talking about?" And the most important one is control, and only I can exercise it." I open my eyes, I think this guy is confused." I give the orders and you obey."
• " I'm sorry, sir, apparently there has been a mistake, I will find the person in charge to help you." I open the door, which is immediately closed by a strong hand, which stops beside my breasts, the noise and the sensation of a large and strong body behind me, completely unsettle me and quicken my breath.
• " I said, I give the orders." Now he whispers in my ear and my core tightens forcefully. Oh my God! I grip my hand on the knob and with the other I touch my waist, feeling the urgent need to lower it and close my legs. What's happening to me?
• " I try to explain that..." His hand rests on mine, I forget my words and focus on the feeling of his long fingers, gently moving my hand downward.
• I stifle a moan when his hand stops mine at my core, which has quickly become wet. How embarrassing!
• " Sir." He whispers to me again and this time, presses against my core, feeling how the button of my clitoris hardens, I close my eyes and open my mouth, with an infinite desire to close my legs. Close your legs." I open my eyes, surprised that he guessed my thoughts and try to separate from him, but his body exerts pressure on mine."
• " How?" I ask in a whisper.
• " Tell me, sir, and close your legs." I do it immediately, trapping his hand and mine between them, this time, the friction causes an incredible sensation, cutting my breath. I moan and close a little more." Now, you're going to walk slowly and return to your initial position, no comments." I feel the void left by his hand as it exits my legs and moves away.
• In seconds, the absence of his body impresses me, I want to continue feeling it, it's not enough, I want more.
• I turn and walk as he has ordered me, only this time it feels different, my nipples are erect, my center and my legs are wet, and I focus on feeling the friction of one against the other, it's hot, it's as if fire is invading me and I feel the valley between my breasts starting to fill with tiny beads of sweat, the clothes bother me.
• "Take off your clothes," he says. I raise my gaze."Really? Is he reading my thoughts? Or am I just too obvious?"I said..."
• "I know," I reply as I reach for the first button of my blouse. I don't care that he didn't authorize me to speak, if I take off my clothes, it's because I want to, period."Sir," I don't hear his voice again, he doesn't tell me that he's the one in control, I just hear his breathing start to quicken as I finish unbuttoning and take off my blouse.
• I don't know what's happening to me, at another time, I would have not given a damn about his opinion and would have left the room, no one forces me to do what I don't want to do, but now, here standing, in front of his sensual and hypnotic voice, all I can think about is that, about undressing.
• I'm not wearing a bra, my breasts are medium"sized and firm; I hate feeling them pressed, so I usually don't wear one."
• I take the edge of my pleated skirt with both hands, slide it calmly down to my feet, lift one and then the other to step out of the black circle the skirt has created around me, and for a second I feel embarrassed, I'm wearing white panties that contrast with my tanned skin, but I understand, they are very boring.
• I hesitate a bit and stay with my hands on each side of my hips, I sigh, bite my lips, and blow forcefully to remove a strand of hair that has fallen over my eyes, my breasts move to the rhythm of my breathing, which has become increasingly agitated.
• But what am I doing? I'm undressing in front of a stranger I haven't even seen. I lean down to pick up my clothes and leave.
• "No!" My hands freeze in the air again, his voice sends shivers down my spine. What the hell?"Continue!" For a split second, I glance towards the door, the red warning light is on. Damn! I'm with a client, I should leave, but for some unknown reason, I just want to stay.