Bondage and Marriage - 16
After waiting for over an hour, Noah was going to have to share a lunchbox with the front desk staff and go back to the mansion, making elaborate plans while being immersed in playing a game on his phone. Noah, comfortably leaning back on the sofa, spent a long time customizing his favorite charismatic, iron-willed female ranger character who wore sexy leather outfits and wielded a unique level 10 whip, almost shining with cash, fiercely lashing out at her enemies.
There was a knock at the door, and Noah snapped out of his gaming trance and sat up straight. The person who carefully opened the door to the lounge was not an employee, but someone Noah had seen before – Daniel, Ian’s secretary. Just like last time, Daniel had an apologetic look on his face as he first apologized to Noah.
“I’m sorry, the chairman didn’t let me know in advance that he had a lunch appointment with you… I’m really sorry to have kept you waiting.”
“No, it’s okay. Things get busy and appointments can slip your mind.”
Of course, Noah knew very well that Ian hadn’t simply forgotten about their appointment. He glanced at his watch – it was nearly 2pm, well past their 1pm appointment time. Ian had purposely not told Noah in the hopes that he would be late, giving him an excuse to torment him…
“Ah, let me take those. I’ll carry them.”
Daniel quickly took Noah’s lunchbox and coffee from his hands and hurriedly ushered him along. As they took the private elevator directly connected to the chairman’s office, Noah wondered to himself. Just how was Ian going to torment him… Though at the office it was unlikely, unlike at the mansion… At least at the mansion he had only done it in Noah’s room.
Ding, the elevator stopped and Daniel and Noah got off. As Daniel was about to lead the way, he made a strange choking sound. Noah looked up curiously as Daniel seemed extremely flustered. And Noah’s mouth fell open.
“Oh, hello Daniel.”
A woman with tousled yet attractive long blonde hair naturally falling past her waist walked up to them, making clicking sounds with her heels. She greeted them with a catlike, charming squint of her eyes and a smile. The woman wore a deeply plunging black outfit that clung tightly to her sensual figure, with her creamy white cleavage exposed and scattered red marks blatantly visible on her collarbones.
Daniel’s eyebrows twitched. He kept glancing at Noah, who for some reason seemed frozen, while practically glaring at the woman. Daniel’s gaze was unmistakable – Get out! Get out of here, woman! But Noah wasn’t frozen because of the obvious kiss marks proclaiming she had just had a passionate encounter with someone in the chairman’s office.
“Ah, you haven’t left yet?”
While Daniel acted stiffly and awkwardly, the woman didn’t even flinch. No, she didn’t even seem to have heard him. The woman looked Noah up and down curiously, and Daniel grew increasingly uncomfortable, like he was sitting on a cushion of thorns.
“Who is this person?”
“It’s none of your business, so be on your way.”
I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before… The woman slightly furrowed her striking, thick eyebrows. As Daniel snorted derisively at her apparent scheming, the woman narrowed her eyes. Finally, her expression seemed to show recognition. Oh, it’s you? In the moments Daniel was distracted by scrutinizing the woman, Noah quickly caught her eye and nodded subtly. Oh, the woman mouthed, pursing her red lips.
“Anyway, I’ll be going.”
With a wink, the woman gave Noah a meaningful smile before clicking away in her heels and stepping into the elevator. After she left, Daniel fidgeted restlessly, but Noah just smiled obliviously.
“She must be one of Ian’s guests.”
“Yes, yes…”
“Why is it suddenly so hot?” Daniel chuckled awkwardly and started walking again, with Noah following behind, thinking. The woman, I mean Heather, used to know Noah from the club. Yeah, well…to be honest, it was more than just knowing her… He never dreamed they would meet like this.
Still, Noah wasn’t worried that Heather would tell Ian or anyone else that he used to go to the club. Noah had always played with discreet people introduced by the club manager. Heather was one of them. There would be no reason for Noah to go to that club if his partners weren’t discreet. It seems Ian frequents the club about as much as Noah does.
Anyway, Daniel knocked on the president’s office door and opened it. “It’s Noah, sir.” As Noah entered, Daniel placed the shopping bag with the coffee and lunchbox Noah bought on the table inside the office, then swiftly left. Now only Ian and Noah remained in the president’s office. Ian was just buttoning up his shirt when Noah, putting on his tie, said without looking at him,
“What?”
“Well…I thought we could have lunch together…I brought coffee too.”
Noah looked at Ian with expectant eyes as he set out the lunchbox on the table. It looked so appetizing that he could almost taste it. As he was placing the utensils neatly, Ian leaned against the desk diagonally and chuckled coldly.
“Didn’t I tell you to come at 1 o’clock? What time is it now?”
Oh, so lunch doesn’t come first, it seems… A little disappointed yet thrilled at the same time, Noah mumbled, “Well, I arrived on time…but the receptionist said they couldn’t reach the secretary’s office…” Of course, Ian had intentionally made Noah late, but he pretended not to hear. Noah fidgeted with his hands, glancing at Ian.
“I can’t stand people wasting my time. And it’s not just anyone, it’s my own husband wasting my time. Can’t even run a simple errand.”
Like a ferocious beast, Ian stalked slowly around Noah, sneering. “Seems the only thing an omega like you is good for is submitting to an alpha. To make up for wasting my time, you should at least do that, shouldn’t you?” As he listened to Ian’s words, Noah’s eyes grew wider. No way… Is this really…
“Take off your clothes and bend over.”
Office doggystyle! Fuck yeah, Noah thought, but still feigned surprise at the unexpected command, eyes wide open as if the idea of having sex outside the bedroom was utterly inconceivable to his innocent omega self.
“No…no way…not here…someone might come in and see…”
“That’s your problem.”
Don’t make me repeat myself. Can’t you understand simple instructions? Strip and bend over. When you’re married, you have marital obligations. Each of Ian’s words seemed to make Noah’s spine shiver. Ah, maybe this alpha’s voice itself is alluring. But Noah shook his head again. He had no intention of obeying. He thought refusing a few times before complying would make it even more exciting.
“I can’t…”
“Oh? You can’t because someone might see?”
But contrary to Noah’s expectation of getting his ass spanked, Ian tightly gripped Noah’s arm painfully and dragged him toward the office door. Ian had insane strength, likely from some intense workout routine, causing Noah to stagger as he was pulled out of the office. What? This isn’t what I wanted… Oh no, he’s not kicking me out, is he? Just as Noah was about to say he would comply, Ian shoved him against the corridor wall outside the office. Before Noah could comprehend the situation, Ian pulled his arms behind his back and bound them tightly with something, likely a necktie.
“Wh-what is this…?!”
“You were worried someone might come in, right?”
Well, if it’s a place where people could pass by anytime, you won’t have to worry about that anymore, will you? Ian said with a smirk. This corridor connected directly to the secretary’s office. So Ian’s secretaries could come and go at any time, potentially seeing Ian and Noah. Gripping Noah’s bound arms tightly behind his back, Ian reached down to Noah’s front. Noah gasped and squirmed.
“No…please, I’ll undress inside, just inside the office…please…”
“It’s too late for that now. I told you not to make me repeat myself.”
Ian unbuckled and unzipped Noah’s jeans. As Noah tried to break free, Ian warned that if he made too much noise, even the secretary’s office would hear. Noah trembled as his jeans were pulled down to his knees, pinned against the corridor wall. Of course, he wasn’t trembling from fear, but from sheer arousal…a situation he had never imagined before, being potentially seen by others.
“Hngh…Ian…please…”
As his drawers slid down below his thighs, Noah pitifully pleaded Ian’s name. Though Ian had told him not to use his name before, he now remained silent, focused on tormenting Noah. After stripping Noah’s pants and underwear off completely, Ian carelessly tossed them aside with a thud. Noah now stood exposed from the waist down, except for his shoes, in the president’s corridor where anyone could come by.
Never having done this at the office before, only at the club, Noah shuddered. The sound of Ian unzipping his own pants came from behind, and soon a hard, thick flesh rubbed between Noah’s ass cheeks. And just like the past few days, Ian attempted penetration using only the pre-cum leaking from the tip, without loosening Noah’s rear first.
“Ah, it hurts…nngh…ahh!”
As Ian’s solid cock tried to forcefully enter, a scream escaped Noah’s lips. When Noah’s tight hole gripped just the head that managed to push in, Ian grimaced and growled, gripping Noah’s ass hard enough to leave marks. “Go ahead, keep being loud if you want to draw everyone over.”
“Nnhh…ah…mmh…”
Biting his lip, Noah stifled his moans. When penetration didn’t go smoothly, Ian lifted one of Noah’s legs up and hooked it over his arm. This caused Noah’s privates to lewdly face the secretary’s office area of the corridor. The pain of penetration, the humiliation and arousal made Noah’s own cock start to stiffen.
Ignoring Noah’s distress or protests, Ian brutishly shoved his cock into Noah’s rear. He would jam it in to the root, then violently pull back until just the bulbous head remained inside before ramming back in, repeating this. The torment eventually made Noah’s insides reluctantly yield and moisten with natural lubricant, allowing easier motion. Of course, Ian couldn’t care less about Noah’s suffering – in fact, that was exactly what he wanted.
Noah savored the painful sensation of Ian’s cock relentlessly pounding into his rear. No matter how lubricated he became, his swollen entrance still burned and ached intensely each time Ian’s shaft plunged in and out, after the forcible initial penetration. Soon, the wet squelching sounds of their vigorous coupling echoed in the corridor.
As motion became easier, Ian’s thrusts grew more frenzied. He slammed his cock into Noah with enough force to make Noah’s body jolt, barely able to stay upright leaning against the wall, balancing on one leg with the other hiked up. Ian’s rigid member churned Noah’s insides, making his lower abdomen throb. Reacting to the torment, Noah’s own cock pulsed achingly stiff.
“Does it hurt?” Ian asked, taking perverse delight.
Noah opened his mouth to respond but nearly bit his tongue, gasping for air instead. Tsk tsk, Ian clicked his tongue.
“The lack of an answer must mean it doesn’t hurt enough.”
Ian sneered, then roughened his movements even more. The lewd smacking of flesh against flesh resounded louder than Noah’s moans throughout the corridor. Noah could feel his reddened, swollen inner walls cling and move along with each punishing thrust of Ian’s cock. Agh, nnhh, ahh… Noah let out pained groans, pressing his forehead against the wall. The thick intrusion stretching him open, jabbing his tender insides… it was exquisite torture.
Unsatisfied with just Noah’s groans, Ian paused his hips momentarily and forced a finger into Noah’s already puffy, abused hole. Noah gasped sharply, his whole body trembling as he struggled to stay upright on one leg.
“Ah…ahh…”
“You’re saying this doesn’t hurt either? Maybe I should add another finger then.”
“Nnhh…ahh…it hurts, it hurts…please…”
Noah’s voice broke into sobs as another finger invaded the tight space already stuffed full by Ian’s huge cock. With squelching sounds, his inflamed entrance reluctantly spread to admit the extra digit’s intrusion. It was at that moment the secretary’s office door opened and someone stepped out.
Noah froze, drawing a sharp breath as he squirmed, but Ian only hoisted Noah’s leg higher, lewdly fingering his rear. Daniel, exiting the office engrossed in his file, noticed the strange noises and looked up in their direction. His jaw dropped at the unbelievable sight of Ian forcefully taking Noah right there in the corridor.
Snapping back to his senses, Daniel whipped his head away, staring at the floor. He scurried back into the secretary’s office, dropping the file haphazardly without bothering to pick it up. Though brief, it was long enough for Daniel to witness Ian tormenting and violating Noah. Noah’s body shuddered as pitiful whimpers escaped him. As experienced as he was with all kinds of play, being seen fully exposed and caught in the act was uncharted territory, sending shivers of humiliation from head to toe. Pre-cum dripped steadily from his achingly hard cock.
“Well, since Daniel isn’t an oblivious idiot, we probably don’t need to worry about anyone else coming out to the president’s office now. Problem solved.”
Painfully gripping Noah’s hair, Ian chuckled as he withdrew his fingers and resumed thrusting, this time pounding mercilessly against Noah’s inner spots.
“Ah…ahh…hnnghhh!”
Already delirious with arousal, it didn’t take long before the overstimulation made Noah’s eyes roll back, clenching tightly around Ian’s cock as he reached his peak. After a few more brutal strokes, Ian emptied himself inside Noah’s clenching depths before pulling out. Barely able to stand on shaky legs, Noah leaned against the wall, gasping for air. As Ian undid the necktie binding Noah’s wrists, he groped Noah’s ass possessively.
“Now go inside and strip fully, bend over again. If you refuse this time, the next round will have you getting fucked naked in the boardroom.”
With that threatening tone, Ian strode back into the office, satisfaction plain on his face. Dazed, Noah stayed slumped against the wall catching his breath, before glancing towards the door Ian entered with glinting, defiant eyes. Forcing out crocodile tears for the next scene, Noah gathered his discarded pants and underwear from the floor and followed Ian inside.