“This was delivered for you, Mr. Hart,” she said with a smirk on her face. She placed it on his desk and left his office.
Nate, born Nathaniel Philip Hart IV, was a prominent, third generation, attorney. Very stoic, confident and conservative in his double breasted suit and monogrammed cuffed shirt. The diamond and platinum cuff links matched the tie pin on his Louis Vuitton tie.
Inside the clear cellophane wrapper was a divided metal bucket filled with chocolate syrup, whipped cream, caramel and butterscotch ice cream topping. There was a gift card for Coldstone Creamery just to make it look legitimate.
He chuckled as he opened the bow and pulled out the card. As he opened the card, it began to play “The Stripper.” “Happy birthday Master” with his slave’s initial was written on the inside.
His new slave was a handful. It was her first time as a slave, but he had never had someone so willing to please. She had a ravenous appetite for sex and he enjoyed filling it.
He set the basket to the side of his desk and sent her a text.
I just received your present, slave. It was not necessary. Thank you.
You’re welcome, Master! Just remember that’s only for us!
He went back to work. As his employees and colleagues left for the day, they stopped by his office to wish him a happy birthday and giggle at the gift that had been delivered. Could they be seeing a different side of him?
When the last person left, he sent a text to his slave telling her to come in the back door and meet him in the conference room.
He waited only a few minutes before she arrived carrying a container of ice cream. No words were spoken; he walked over to her, put his hand behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss. His other hand took the ice cream from her and slid it across the table before wrapping his arm around her waist.
They kissed deep and passionate. He grabbed the back of her hair, pulled her head away from his and pushed her to her knees. She began unbuckling his belt as he removed his jacket and loosened his tie. She unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to the floor.
He took the chocolate syrup out of the basket and handed it to her. She lifted his cock toward his stomach and began pouring the syrup onto the head, allowing it to drip down to his balls.