ridiculous costume party.
Mercifully, Thursday was a much better day between the women in the office. Jen was back to normal, and Meghan was back to her normal self as well, though she was never as kind or friendly as Jen was. Justin was only in the office for an hour, and he spoke to his three assistants collectively before he left for the day. Not only was Meghan annoyed, but she was hurt even more than the day before. She was beginning to regret her decision to become Justin’s Property. It wasn’t worth the hassle or stress, and she didn’t need Justin’s help in making her feel worse about herself.
Near the end of the day on Thursday, Ally swung by her desk to drop off the mask she had found for Mandy. It was beautiful, with large blue and green feathers, and intricate painting around the eyes. It was attached to a slender rod.
“Justin picked it out himself,” Ally said proudly as she handed the mask to Mandy.
“Thanks,” Mandy said softly. “I think he’s mad at me though, so I don’t know how I feel about the party right now.”
“Why would he be mad at you?”
Mandy knew exactly why, but she shrugged instead. She didn’t know how Justin could know about her meeting with Brad.
“He’s very moody, Mandy. I’m sure it’s nothing you did,” Ally said gently. “Go home, have a glass of wine and tomorrow’s Friday. Plus, you have looked amazing the past two days in your new clothes!”
Mandy smiled at the mention of her new clothes, but then her face fell as she thought of how Justin had neither noticed nor commented on her new attire. Mandy thanked Ally and went home. She spent another miserable night at home, staring at her completed costume, wondering how she would attend a party with Justin when he barely seemed to be speaking to her.
Friday morning Mandy woke up and resolved to say something to Justin. She dressed in a teal sleeveless dress with a thin silver belt. The slipped on silver sandals, and even blow-dried her hair. Mandy always felt better when she knew she looked her best. She strode into the office with a purpose, and sat down to begin work, being highly efficient for the morning.
Justin arrived and barely looked at her, or Meghan and Jen for that matter. Mandy gave him a few minutes in his office to get himself situated, and then she matter-of-factly walked to his office and knocked on the doors.
“What?” Justin barked. Through the half-open doors, Mandy could see him peering at the computer screen and tapping his fingers impatiently.
“Can I speak to you please?” Mandy asked, her voice sounding much more calm then she actually felt.
Justin looked up and for the first time in days, he seemed to actually notice her. He took in her dress and her hair, and a happy look seemed to flit across his face before his usual stony at-work glare came back.
“Yes. Shut the door behind you, please.”
Mandy stepped into the office and pulled the door shut with a resounding click. Justin looked at her, his eyes curious yet wary.
“And what can I do for you, Ms. Ray?” he asked, his voice almost playful.
“I want to know what the hell is your problem!” Mandy demanded, and she couldn’t keep the anger or frustration out of her voice.
Justin looked taken aback. Perhaps he wasn’t used to people speaking to him this way, or perhaps he was surprised at Mandy’s outburst. Either way, Mandy didn’t care.
“What do you mean?” he asked slowly.
“That way you have been treating me ever since I became your Property!” she exclaimed, even though a small voice inside of her head said ever since I saw Brad on Monday night.
“I don’t know what you mean, Mandy. I’ve been busy at work.”
“Yes, you’ve been busy, but you’ve barely said two words to me. Is that how you treat Properties? If so, tell me now. You fuck me with unusual roughness on Tuesday, and then hardly speak to me all week!” She was furious.
Justin almost looked amused as he wheeled his chair back away from his desk and surveyed her. He steepled his finger under his chin as his eyes roved over her.
“You look incredibly sex,” he said softly. Mandy was caught off guard, not expecting this response.
“Thank you,” she said, confused.
“You’re wearing your new clothes. You look very polished and elegant. In fact, my dick is getting hard at this very moment.” His voice was low and gruff. Mandy shifted, unsure of how to handle this new direction in the conversation.
“Do you want to be my Property?” Justin asked slowly, and as he spoke, he moved his hand down to the bulge in his pants.
Mandy merely nodded.
“My dick just hardened even more.”
Mandy’s eyes widened and Justin parted his lips, his tongue grazing his top teeth.
“As your master, I command you to come over here,” he breathed.
The slow burn that had begun unnoticed in Mandy’s groin, burst forth and she felt a hot rush of desire blossom within her. She walked towards Justin, waiting for his next command. This is what she loved; pleasing Justin.
Justin had unzipped his pants, and pulled his pulsing cock from his boxers. He was stroking it softly, and Mandy noticed his chest rising and falling faster than normal.
“On your knees,” he ordered. Mandy dropped to her knees, eyeing Justin’s cock with reverence. Her lips ached to ensconce it and she could already feel the moisture seeping through her panties. She kneeled before Justin, and like an eager puppy, waited for him to give her the okay.
“Make me come,” he breathed. Instantly, Mandy had her lips wrapped around Justin, sucking him as if were the last of the water on a desert earth. She sucked and sucked, dragging her mouth up and down his shaft as she ran her wet tongue in wake of her lips. Reaching her hands up, she grasped his shaft firmly with one hand as she extended his pleasure, and reached her free hand down to play with his balls.
Justin moaned as his head rolled back and Mandy wished she had a third hand so she could rub her dripping pussy. All thoughts and anger were forgotten and the only thing that mattered was the solid mass in her mouth, and her desperate desire to please Justin as best as she could.
Stretching her mouth wide over Justin, she took Justin deep into her throat, his cock pushing down into the depths of her.
“Holy fuck, Mandy!” Justin gasped. Mandy took pride in his outburst and sucked even that much harder. She tasted a few drops of sweet saltiness and felt him twitch in her mouth. Mandy was beginning to read the signs of Justin’s body and she knew his release was only moments away. She moved her mouth faster and faster, as she swiftly flicked her tongue against his thick skin.
“Swallow all of me!” he choked, before emptying himself into her warm and waiting mouth. Mandy pushed him deep into her mouth, as she felt his thick fluid run down her throat. She moaned against his cock as she swallowed all of him, obeying his every word and taking pleasure in his pleasure. Finally, Justin seemed to be emptied and he slowly pulled himself out of her mouth.
Mandy gazed up at Justin coyly through her eyelashes.
“Best. Fucking. Blowjob. Ever,” Justin panted, laying back in his chair, his cock hanging out. Mandy was so aroused and she was aching to come herself. She couldn’t remember ever being so turned on from giving a blowjob. She didn’t know how to ask Justin to help her orgasm, so instead she decided she would have to just deal with it for the rest of the day. As if reading her thoughts, Justin opened his desk drawer and pulled out a small, pink bullet- shaped object.
“Come on, baby. I bet you want yours too,” he crooned, motioning to his lap. He zipped himself back up and eager with her carnal desire, Mandy climbed onto his lap, straddling him, as he pushed her legs apart, revealing her soaked underwear. Justin’s breath caught in his throat as he observed her drenched panties.
“Oh, Mandy. You were so turned on,” he said softly, pushing her panties to the side as he pushed the object against her, which instantly hummed to life.
Mandy gasped loudly, the vibration feeling unbelievable against her swollen nub.
“That’s right,” Justin murmured, as Mandy began to grind against the small vibrator, moaning softly. Justin’s
