Romance With My Private Assistant
When I reached the place, Riya was already present and enjoying the party. She was wearing a navy green sari with a strapless blouse. The blouse narrowly managed to hide her assets. As I approached her, she smiled and lowered her head, shy of her looks as she hasn’t worn saree too many times. Moreover, in this avatar, her navel too was getting exposed through the sheer material. I complimented her saying she was looking gorgeous too which she blushed and thanked me. As it was a high-level party with too many guests, I asked her to follow me to the balcony where we can talk in private. The place was quite as guests were busy inside and there was a nice breeze blowing, which managed to disturb Riya’s hair much to her annoyance. She got close to me and asked if I am angry. I told her she is to inform me of everything. Including the type of dress, she is going to wear. She apologized saying she wanted to give me a surprise. In return, I asked why this particular saree. The top part of her body is left almost completely naked save for the tiny blouse. She responded by saying she thought I will like it, plus I have insisted her on wearing saree multiple times in the past. Especially to give Bollywood diva’s look with bikini blouse and low-rise saree. I knew she was going to respond like this but wanted to make sure to keep her under my control always. Both physically and psychologically. After a minute of silence which felt like an eternity, I asked her to kiss me. She smiled and looked into the doorway to check if anybody else was there. Once she was sure we were along she reached to touch her lips to mine. Unfortunately, I was a few inch taller and her hill shoes didn’t help much. She tried again and again, afraid of asking me to lower my head. Finally, when she was about to give up, I forcefully grabbed her open hair and forced my lips into her. I was able to feel her passion throughout my entire body despite only her lips touching mine. The kiss lasted only a few seconds as we were in foreign land and kissing my PA in public may raise problems but it felt like a few minutes at the very least. I asked her if she will be enjoying the party to which she said no. As I too didn’t have too much to do, decided to go home and finish what I started with Riya. But then she softly called out my name and said she is with mom and need to drop her at her place. I was a bit disappointed but said its fine and left to meet some officials from other companies while Riya went to the hall. After half an hour and a few group discussions and standing meetings, I finally left the party. To my rather surprise, Riya was standing next to my car. When enquired, she informed mom was sent by uber as she didn’t want to leave me alone. I felt bad that an elderly woman was sent alone but I know Riya is a bit stubborn and won’t listen to anyone, not even her boss. En-route to home none of us uttered a single word. After an hour long drive on an empty highway, we reached our home. She quickly entered her room as I did mine. The kiss was constantly circulating my mind. I called her and she appeared, still in the same saree. She was yet to change. I handed her an envelope and asked to check its content while standing before me. As soon as she opened, all the glow faded away in the blink of an eye. She looked at me with teary eyes and begged me not to do so. I asked I had no other option. The way she treated her mom goes a long way to show her character. By now tears were already rolling down her cheek. She just looked at the floor and stood like a statue. I told her she has 1 hour to leave my house. She still couldn’t believe it that the person she worked for the last 8 months will fire her for such a silly reason. I added that she can’t take any of her items as all of those belongs to me except the dress she was wearing, which was bought with her own money. She ran back to her room and started crying. As the hour came close, the crying stopped and she came to my room. I was still sitting at the edge of the bed facing the door. She tried her best to hide her feeling and thank me for the job opportunity. As she was about to leave, I stopped her. Not sure what she felt, maybe that I had a change of heart. Instead, I asked her to remove the pendant I gave her as a birthday gift a month ago. She removed and placed it on the table. As she was about to leave, I stopped her for a second time. This time I forwarded an offer to her. She may get a job in my company but for that, she’ll have to do me a favor. She didn’t utter a word. I asked if she is interested. After thinking for a minute she finally nodded her head. I asked she will have to get raped. She was shocked. Then I continued by saying, I’ll rape her. If she can pass, I’ll think about giving her some post in my company. I warned her, it won’t be like last time. No more play and all. This time it’ll be hard and she’ll genuinely suffer a lot. She reluctantly agreed. I reminded her again and she said she is ready to face whatever comes the odd. I asked her to get on the bed while I bring some equipment. Brought a bunch of ropes and tied her to the bedpost while she was still in the party dress. Maybe that consolidated her that I was going to be easy on her. After fastening her hands, legs to the point she was hardly able to move, I brought a mouth gag and forced it down her mouth, effectively making sure she remains quite throughout the process. She has experienced sex with me multiple times so, one more sex was not going to challenge her in any way. So I showed her something that scared her really bad. A butt plug. She has never tried anal. The last time I tried to finger her ass she ran out of my room. However this time she was in no position to move, forget running. I showed her the form and quietly told that if she fails to comply, its over to which she tried to stay as calm as possible.