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Katie In The Cupboard

It’s Valentine’s Day but when Katie’s bloke leaves instructions via a stranger, she doesn’t think twice about obeying.

Katie had never been to Caleb’s work before. The girl at reception had given her a map and told her Caleb had said she was to go to Storeroom Three and wait for him there. The door to the storeroom had closed heavily behind her – locked. The room was dusty and cool and full of metal shelves holding boxes and pots of paint. She’d had no choice but to sit on the hard wooden bench and wait. Now, 10 minutes had passed and she was getting cold. Her nipples were hardening against her satin bra. She’d put her naughtiest push up bra and tie-side knickers on underneath her button front shirt dress. Caleb had told her to dress up and she knew he was planning an erotic surprise, but she hadn’t been expecting to sit in a freezing cupboard. She stamped her foot on the floor in exasperation. She did <not> like to be kept waiting, and Caleb knew that. Then she heard a key in the door; was it Caleb? But when the door opened, a man in a brown janitor’s jacket appeared, holding a clipboard. He didn’t seem surprised to see her there. 

“Do you have a message from Caleb?” Katie asked him. The janitor shook his head. Katie tried to see what he looked like; youngish, maybe a bit officious. It was hard to tell as he didn’t look up from his clipboard. She stood up, feeling a little unsteady in her heels. She smoothed down her linen dress which had ridden up her bare legs.  

“It says here,” he said calmly, “that I need to check your underwear and report back.”

“But that’s ridiculous,” she protested, folding her arms. He didn’t react, but wrote something on his clipboard, then looked up as if waiting. Slowly she realised that this was exactly what Caleb had planned. There was no way she was going let Caleb get the upper hand by putting her in a panic. If he wanted to see her knickers, he could.  

“OK,” she said defiantly. She turned away from the janitor so she had her back to him. Very slowly she raised her dress, eventually revealing her tight sheer mesh black pants. Her curvy but pert bottom was clearly visible through the material.   She knew how this looked, having done it in front of the mirror that morning, and she was pleased to hear the janitor gasp. But before she could enjoy the effect she felt a hand firmly pressing down on her upper back. She struggled, but he merely increased the pressure until she was totally bent over the wooden bench.  

“It says here,” he said, “I’m to remove them and take them back.” She felt him roughly tugging at the bows of her side-tie ribbons, and her pants fell away. She was naked from the waist down, bent over a bench with her newly shaven snatch visible and in the air. Oddly, it felt rather good. Embarassing, humiliating; but really quite hot. She was so exposed, she thought, anyone could take her. So this was Caleb’s doing? He wanted her pant-less and bent over, ready to take his cock when he deigned to show up. Furious, she pushed against the hand to get up. It was then she realised the janitor was tying her hands to the bench. She began to struggle against the ties and had managed to pull one hand away when she felt a light smack across her buttocks.

“It says here if there’s any struggling I should administer a spanking. Do you agree?”

Katie stopped struggling. She could say no, and leave. But she didn’t want to. She nodded, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment but feeling strands of heat coiling in the pit of her stomach.

There was another spank, and another and another and another. Five sharp smacks on her bare arse. It stung and burned.

“Now you’re to wait here like this.” He smoothed her dress back down over her hips, the coarse linen material rubbing tantalisingly close to her clitoris. “And don’t move.” She wanted to ask how long he’d be, but she didn’t dare. She heard the door close. She wanted to free herself and yet at the same time she desperately wanted Caleb to open the door and fill her with his cock.   

She was left there for a while. She tried to pleasure herself by rubbing her snatch against the material of the dress, but it was no good. She was desperate for Caleb’s cock. She deserved it after all this. Finally, she heard the door open again. The word ‘Caleb’ formed in her mouth but fell away as she felt a warm wet tongue at her clitoris. She lifted her arse up towards the tongue, dictating the speed. A hand ran up her thigh and eased her dress up over her buttocks. Both hands holding her buttocks up and apart as the tongue licked her out. She sighed with relief, feeling the tongue’s pressure on her wet pussy. She pushed her c**t into his mouth as far as she could, sighing with pleasure. She was so wet, so constricted, so exposed, she quickly felt the escalation of sensation towards orgasm. As she was on the brink of coming, the tongue moved away. Anxiously she writhed her hips, trying to find something to move against, but there was only the cool air against her hot and wet snatch. She was squirming now, desperate. She was rewarded with another five sharp slaps on her arse. This time they just increased the pleasure. She was desperate to get a cock inside her but the spanks told her she had to wait. She forced herself to stay still, her pelvis tilted up as far as it could go. She heard the rip of a condom packet and suddenly she got it, a cock hammered into her, pushing hard and straight right up to the nuts. The pelvis hit her stinging buttocks with the same rhythm that the slapping had foreshadowed. Hard, fast fucking from behind, so frantic that she had to grab on to the bench to prevent being thrust forward flat on her face. One of his hands held her pelvis firmly in place to take the fucking while the other reached down and roughly grabbed at her nipples. There was no sign of slowing down or coming and she was just beginning to think she couldn’t take it anymore when the cock came out, there was a snap of rubber and then red hot semen cascaded over her buttocks and down her back. She collapsed on the bench still tied to it, buttocks red from the spanking, spunk running down her back into her hair. She heard the door of the storeroom open behind her. 

“Wait,” she said softly, “I’m still tied up.” The door closed again, but she realised then that the ties had been loosened and she could slip her hands out of them. 

She was sitting, smiling, on the bench when the door opened. She was so pleased with Caleb’s surprise. She just hoped he could go again soon. Her orgasm was still in the post.

“Katie,” sighed Caleb, rubbing his hands over his face, looking tired. “Here you are. So sorry I couldn’t get here any sooner – I got tied up in a meeting.”

She was too stunned to speak for a moment. She cleared her throat, unsure how much now to tell her boyfriend about what had just taken place.

But then she saw the twinkle in his eye and the grin on his face, and realised it was just another part of the game.

“Liar,” she said, huskily, and reached out and gave Caleb a deep, wet kiss, 

“Happy Valentine’s, babe,” he said, and his clipboard clattered to the floor, with a big red tick on it. 

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