like a wild animal on screens at desks in every cubicle, and a great cheer went up from the main cube farm floor when she came, yelling, “Oh, Caden, oh, Caden,” over and over again with the purple and blue Darco logo whirling underneath her.
thirteen
Cold hard metal pressed into her thighs and nipples. Anna panted, recovering her breath. Once, she would have recoiled from the touch of raw aluminum, but now the rugged surface felt cool and refreshing. She felt the crusty pricks of dried dirt and the little points of the grooves carved into the rungs. The now familiar roughness comforted her. Anna had always been self-controlled when dealing with the other sex. Over-controlled her mother said, seeking unrealistic perfection. Whether it was the new pill, standing on the edge of the abyss of unemployment, or some un-earthly power Caden owned, a sex-mad demon possessed her now.
Her tepid Catholic girl self burnt away before this fiery new Anna Whitehorse like trees on the slopes of a bursting volcano. Stuck on a metal ladder, on the edge of drooling—no, actually drooling in the aftermath of a real orgasm. Where lesser explosions before hit her like minor meteorites, what she’d just undergone was a supernova.
Caden’s hands gripped Anna’s shoulders, and she breathed in the sharp spice of him.
I hope I affected him as strongly as he affected me.
Then Anna felt something hard and smooth between her thighs.
Not quite. I came and he hasn’t yet. She wiggled back and forth.
“Let me down and I’ll take care of that tool you’re poking me with, Sir.”
Caden’s hardness electrified her.
“We haven’t finished yet, Anna. I still have to administer the last part of your discipline.”
He bent into her, his breath stirring the tiny hairs around her ears. “There is still more cane in your future.”
“What is wrong with you? You can’t still be planning to use that damn thing after what we just experienced?”
“What you experienced, dear. You exploded with more vigor than anything you’ve felt before, correct?”
Anna bit her lip.
Caden ran his finger down her spine and between the cheeks of her ass. His finger tip wiggled around her hole.
“Right?”
“Yes, oh, yes. You made me feel wonderful. And,” She pushed her derriere back and his finger slipped in. “Feels to me like you enjoyed it, too.”
“I found it amusing. I like controlling you. I like spanking you and whipping you and seeing you jump. But, I can’t let my personal feelings get in the way of managing my staff and you, Anna, need a great deal more managerial attention.”
He pulled his finger out and stepped back. The clacking sound she heard must be him picking up the cane. Straining her neck, she tried to look back at him, but she couldn’t see his face.
Then she felt it again. The tip of the cane. He ran the hard little object up her spine where his finger had just thrilled her. This sent shivers in a different way.
Caden ran the solid point up over her shoulder, and then there it was in her view along the side of her cheek. She turned away from the lacquered wood.
“Kiss it, Anna.” He tapped her turned cheek. “Don’t make me tell you again.” He tapped harder. She wanted to kiss the thing. Turning her head back, she took the end of the cane between her lips and tugged, running her tongue over the smooth, slightly rounded surface.
“Good girl, that’s right. Show me how you want this between your legs.”
Anna sucked it into her mouth, nibbling with her teeth.
“That’s enough. I’ll have something else for your lips soon enough.” He pulled the cane back, removing his toy. Her lips made a popping sound.
Anna’s lust crashed back like a wave and fear filled the vacated space.
“Caden, I know you want to hit me more, but not too hard. Not down there. Please.”
Now, he ran the cane between her legs, up one trembling thigh, over dripping pussy lips, and down the other leg.
“Don’t whine. I