Her Good Boy, Part Four: The Fourth Installment of a Femdom Series

Ren’s phone buzzed, and his stomach fluttered as he held his phone in his lap, careful to keep the photos and messaged out of sight of anyone that might pass behind him. Very good boy, Akari texted, and Ren blushed, unable to keep a smile from curling his lips at her praise. I can see your cock is already nice and hard for me. It is, Ren confirmed and felt it twitch as if to remind him. I love how responsive and obedient you are, Akari sent. You’re already making my day so much better. A full smile blossomed across Ren’s face, and warm pride pooled in his stomach. He loved that he could improve her day, and he was grateful that she acknowledged him for his efforts. I’m glad I could help, he typed, feeling like it was a sheepish response but unable to think of anything else to say. It made me really nervous to send you the pictures. I was worried that if someone was sitting behind you, they might see. Ren hesitated before sending the confession, but he knew it would delight Akari to hear the full effect of her task on him. She relished his mental anguish and encouraged him never to be shy about expressing it. I guess you’ll never know, will you? Akari teased. She always knew how to take his discomfort and push it even further. No, he answered, at a loss for what else to say. No, she echoed, and he could imagine the smirk on her face. All you need to know is that they made me very wet. Ren nearly doubled over in his chair as her admission made his dick jerk in his pants. He bit his lip, desperate for a distraction from his near-painful arousal. That’s so sexy, he typed back. I’m so hard I can barely think. Good, Akari replied. That’s exactly how I want you. I know, Ren replied. Ren set his phone down and took a shuddering breath, forcing himself to transcribe more of the notes on his desk. His hands shook as he typed, and he had to correct far more typos than usual. All the while, his trapped erection offered him no relief, and he regularly twisted in his chair, parting his legs to try and find a better position. He hoped none of his coworkers noticed how restless he was, and his face burned to think of what his excuse would be if they asked. “Ren?” he heard a female voice from behind him and jumped in his chair, whirling around to see who it was. His face flooded with heat as he looked up at his boss, Trisha. (This book is the third installment in a series of femdom works) The scenes depicted in this work are fictional and meant to take place within the confines of a safe, sane, and consensual relationship with a trusted partner. This work delves into fantasies such as femdom, chastity, bondage, humiliation, degradation, plain-play, and general BDSM themes and subject matter that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.) Other titles by this Her Good Boy, Part One-Three The Desperate Freshman, Chapter One- Four Submitting to Primal, Ch. 1-4 A Belated Valentine An Alpha’s Heiress, Chapter One The Facility, Session I-IX Submitting to The Beginning 366 Days Thirteen Tales To Burn Submitting to Him Vol. I-V