Nowhere But Up Ch. 04

"You've only got one thing to offer," Evan spoke up.

Lisa tilted her head curiously. "Do I? You're already set to give up the rest? What is it I have to offer?"

"Yourself."

Lisa didn't respond verbally. The simple, firm statement stopped her cold. Her eyes widened a little, and she inhaled sharply, but otherwise tried not to react.

"It's not whether I'm willing to make a deal, Lisa. It's whether or not I'm willing to take you." His voice strengthened and his demeanor hardened, though he remained calm rather than growing harsh. "The hell with the house. The hell with the money and the connections. I've already got more than I've ever had in my life and plenty of devoted servants to help me build up again. We'll take what we need and go before you could do anything. But that's not going to happen. You're not going to put up a fuss."

She took a long, slow breath, watching him carefully. "No?"

"No. Because you fucking want me, Lisa, and we both know it. You think I can't feel the connection? The contract needs to be renewed, but the threads or whatever are still there. You've been getting hot and wet this whole fucking time. You know how good it was before. You're looking at me wondering if it'll be as good with me." Their stare never broke. "Turns out it's better, Lisa, because unlike Ted, I'm real."

"I ffffind that..." Lisa tried, but stopped.

"No, you don't find that hard to believe," said Evan. "You can't lie to me. The truth is your pussy is fucking melting right now. You can't hide that from me. After all the work you had to put in to set me up for the fall, you know cruelty isn't my thing. You know damn well you're at least as safe with me as you ever were with that fucking demon. We both know you're burning up with the need to get over here and serve me as my slut, so why don't we drop the act?"

Her lips parted as her breath grew heavy. Her eyes fluttered ever so slightly at his blunt terms. Evan felt the pull of the contract on her as he had when he first looked at the whole group of servants at the house yesterday. That compelling sensation of power in his groin returned as he spoke, and so did his own desire...but he could deny that. It was the difference between being the possessor and the possessed.

She had both hands on the edge of the desk as if holding onto it for support. Her breath shook a little. "You say I'm safe...after you murdered my master. And you know what we both did to you."

"I had to kill Ted to make sure he never pulled this on anyone else, and to get my life back," Evan said without the slightest bit of apology. "Don't pretend there was any other way. As for you? Yes. You hurt me, and from the sound of things, you didn't mind doing it one bit, did you?" He waited. Lisa reluctantly shook her head. "Only you're not going to hurt me again. I'm not worried about that. Like I said, I'm not even worried about all the shit you could take from me now, 'cause I can fix that. I'm pissed. Sure. But I don't like carrying around anger. And there isn't a better possible revenge than your submission and your service. Like I said, I wouldn't even be cruel about it. I wouldn't need to be.

"The question is why I'd want you in the first place?"

"I can feel the pull in both directions," Lisa observed, her voice lower now. The change was remarkable. She closed her eyes for a moment, releasing another deep breath and bowing her head slightly as if conceding his every point, and her defeat. "If you've taken Madelyne and others, you know what I am. You know what I have to offer if...if you take me."

"I have a general idea," said Evan. "Don't know specifics."

Though still soft, her voice and her gaze grew sultrier with each word as she said, "And we wouldn't still be talking if you weren't interested in having me."

God damn she's good, thought Evan. She didn't quite turn on a dime, but her shift was rapid and yet real and compelling. She'd gone from defiance and resentment to allure and seduction...and openly discussing her complete submission with confidence and even pride rather than weakness or regret. Submission wasn't an act of weakness, someone had told him in the last day or so. This was an example of exactly what that meant.

It also immediately became an example of exactly what Lisa had to offer. She stood from her seat, leaning forward on the desk slightly as she rose to subtly but surely offer him a better view of her cleavage, if only for a split second. Her hips swayed to show off her curves while she slipped off her blazer. "We have all the privacy we need here, for as long as we need," she said, moving into a steady striptease. "I have complete control here. No need to be careful at all."

Her eyes went down to her top for only a second as she unfastened the first button, then came up to Evan's again as she moved to the second. One corner of her mouth slowly curved up as she moved for him. "I'm prickly, I know," she said, her fingers opening up her blouse to reveal more and more of those glorious tits, that great black lace bra, and a flat belly. "But I get like that when I have to deny my desires. The truth is," she said, slipping off that shirt, "I'm so much nicer when I can be honest about what I am...and what I want."

Though he was inclined to keep drinking in the sight of her body, Evan never forgot the other woman in the room. He glanced at her once, just so she'd know that. They'd both expected she would do more of the talking until things got rolling, but she knew when he wanted the driver's seat. Still, she knew he valued her input. "She's trying to seduce you," Madelyne told him.

"I know," he said, glancing back and forth so he wouldn't miss any of the show. "That's what I want all of you to do."

With a quirk of her lip and a tilt of her head, Madelyne stood up and stepped around behind him. "Then I suppose I should help," she said. The gorgeous brunette's hands came around the back of his chair to caress his neck and shoulders.

"Is this a competition?" Lisa taunted, her hands behind her back at the zipper of her skirt.

"No. I only want to make this better for him."

Lisa grinned in approval. Her eyes came back to Evan's as the skirt loosened. She gyrated and turned in place, giving him a full view of her glorious backside as her hands slipped down her hips to push her skirt to the floor. Evan's desire climbed as he took in the sight: lacy black panties and black thigh-high stockings to match her bra, a big beautiful ass most women would kill for, and as Lisa turned around again, slender fingers that slid between her thighs to draw attention to the pussy that lay concealed by only some lacy black fabric. Whether he imagined it or not, he felt he could already smell her arousal.

"I thought this approach might work better," Lisa said knowingly.

"Seems like," Evan nodded.

She slipped around the desk, eyes on him, moving to put her curves to full advantage with each of only a few sensuous steps, until she stood before him, leaning over to bring her face closer to his. "Maybe we should have started off on this foot from the beginning."

"I don't see how we could've. We don't seem to like each other much," he noted without rebuke.

A wicked, kinky grin spread across one side of her lip. She stroked the side of his jaw with the tips of her fingers as if beckoning him closer, though she was the one who moved. "We don't have to like each other to want each other."

"Absolute loyalty," he told her. "Absolute submission. No ambiguity. No conditions. You belong to me in every way."

She let out a soft, involuntary moan at his demand, and then surrendered to the urge that prompted it. "Yes," she declared before she kissed him hungrily. The electricity as their lips met and tongues caressed was undeniable. Evan kissed back without reservation, but otherwise held back, intent on making her want it more. The simple choice worked; he felt her need rise and her kiss deepen. He felt her hands all over his chest, too, and her legs against his as she stood bent over at his knees. Madelyne kept caressing him, too, enhancing his arousal and anchoring him with a wordless display of her loyalty and affection.

He didn't feel affection from Lisa, at least not through their bond, but he'd never have known differently from her touch. Lisa's hands and kiss and breath were all soft and pleading and very pleasurable. There was no denying that she was a seductress and a sex queen, yet there was also no denying who needed who more.

Evan relaxed and enjoyed his power and their service as Lisa and Madelyne undressed him in his chair. His shirt was gone before the kiss ended, his pants undone and his erection tall and proud. He could feel her breath deepen further as she touched it. After a little enticing exploration of his groin with her fingers, Lisa's mouth left Evan's. She pulled away with an alluring smile, crouching low before him without breaking eye contact. One hand stayed on his cock as the other rid him of his shoe and sock - Nicole wisely bought him dress shoes with no laces - and then her hands switched as she handled the other. Madelyne's hands roamed further down his chest now that it was bare and accessible.

He had to shift a little to let Lisa pull away his pants, but that awkward moment lasted only a couple of seconds. It was quickly forgotten as her stroking hands focused even more sensuous attention on his cock, and then her mouth joined in his service.

As his wife had said, apparently all of his succubi were incredibly good at sucking cock. Lisa didn't fool around teasing him for more than a few seconds. She went straight to it, face turned more toward her work than looking up at him, surrounding and welcoming his cock with wet lips and a warm mouth and tongue. Lisa had Evan releasing very heavy breaths within only seconds and then sometimes moaning as he relaxed and almost melted into the bliss of her service. He brought one lazy hand to her hair, gently caught Madelyne's fingers with the other and drew them close for a soft kiss, and then moaned again as Lisa really got into it.

Her lips stiffened without ever drying, giving his cock a thrilling entrance on its way to the wet welcome of her tongue. He felt her breasts against his thighs and her hand stroking the base of his cock, too, all of it emphasizing her complete focus on his pleasure while passively reminding him of his own endowment and desirability. Her breath, like his, was heavy with desire and rapture. Like his other women, Lisa's service included a healthy, unabashed stroking of his ego along with the attention to his body.

The empathic connection from their bond offered very different sensations than he'd experienced before, and therefore very different pleasures. Nicole was deeply in love with him from the start. Madelyne fell quickly, but he could sense that as it happened, and felt much the same initial emotions from Holly. Whether Sophie or Harper would go that way, he didn't know, but with them he at least felt warm adoration and a happy yearning, like a crush that could be explored and enjoyed without fear of rejection. Even Elizabeth, who plainly wasn't in love with him, developed strong immediate affection and excited, horny comfort with their relationship. More than friends with benefits, but surely not the sort of thing that developed the label of love.

He felt nothing like that with Lisa. Desire, yes. A deep, grave sense of lust and attraction to his power. She couldn't deny that she liked what he did to her, and she was already completely fascinated with how his body and the cock in her mouth and throat made her feel. None of this was within her long experience. She understood now that he truly was different from her previous master, and she wanted more of him. So much more. Loyalty and devotion were foregone conclusions if she could have more of this. More of him.

But she didn't feel affection for him. Not at all. Lisa was used to giving into her desires, and indeed, getting what she wanted, but while here that carried all the trappings of affection, she didn't feel that. She didn't hate him, but she didn't exactly like him, either. She seemed to like a different sort of man, perhaps with less warmth and with inclinations more familiar to her own. Yet she wanted Evan. She reveled in his desire for her. And she absolutely wanted all the pleasures that submission to him would bring her.

Despite the value Evan placed on love and affection, he couldn't deny how incredibly good this less than warm relationship felt, too. The control it afforded him was amazing. The power. The sexual thrill. Those words that annoyed him so much in any other context drifted through his mind as Lisa sucked his cock and focused on his pleasure: he was the alpha male here.

He could do what he wanted. His servants were more than content with that.

"Absolute loyalty," he repeated barely above a whisper. "Absolute submission."

"Mmm-hmm," his newest servant conceded needfully.

"Madelyne," he murmured. "Could you fish out my phone, or yours?"

"Certainly." She did as he asked while he enjoyed Lisa's service. It took only a few seconds. "What do you need?" she asked, phone at the ready her hand draped over his shoulder once more.

"I want you to video a little of this," he breathed. He watched Lisa's eyes turn up to meet his, but she didn't stop. His cock never left her mouth. "Her and me both. Not even half a minute. Just a little."

Madelyne did as he asked with an intrigued grin on her face. As Lisa sucked his cock and Evan sat back to enjoy, Madelyne got the video running, making sure to get a good, unmistakable shot of Lisa's face and the shaft that occupied her mouth. Lisa made no objection and never stopped.

After a wordless look for confirmation, Madelyne turned the camera lens to Evan. "Hey love," he began softly, his words still heavy with pleasure. "It's like we said. Lisa was in on it. She won't be a problem anymore, though. I wanted you to know it's handled...wanted you to know it'll be a while before we come home, too. I love you." With a glance, he told Madelyne to cut the video.

"Mmmmh," Lisa whined in a signal more of pleasure than objection.

"You want me to send this now?" Madelyne asked, clearly happy with this.

"You can if you...oh wow..." Evan groaned. He leaned his head back onto the chair while his fingers slid through Lisa's hair to encourage her to keep going. The pleasure in his groin quickly moved toward a crescendo. "Oh fuck."

"Shall I?" Madelyne taunted, raising the phone again.

"Yeah. Yeah. Oh fuck yesss," he hissed, now holding back the approaching orgasm until Madelyne was clearly ready. He had to strain, as denial wasn't one of the sexual skills he'd worked on lately, but with only a few seconds it was time, and Lisa couldn't remotely deny her own lust for this moment. She sucked harder to coax him along until he finally groaned and let go, spewing blasts of cum into her ready and welcoming mouth.

She couldn't take it all, though she made a sincere and even selfish effort at trying and nearly succeeded. Lisa swallowed until she couldn't keep up and then backed off. The last few bursts, smaller than the rest, came out around her mouth and neck but didn't make much of a mess. She clearly would have accepted far more if the situation demanded, but she'd greedily consumed most of it as it erupted.

"Oof. Thank you," said Evan, stroking Lisa's cheek with a couple of fingers. She smiled at his approval. He glanced to Madelyne. "Thank you, too."

"Send them both?" she grinned.

"Yeah. Please." He guided Lisa to stand in front of him with gentle hands. "As for you..." he murmured. His warm hands slid up and down her body, but like her blowjob, he didn't tease long. Evan slid those black lace panties down, revealing her neatly-groomed treasure and, as she stepped out of the panties and turned entirely for his benefit, that great ass.

"Couch, conference table, or desk?" Lisa asked.

"What'll make you feel more conquered?" Evan grinned.

Her eyes flared a little. She didn't like that, except for how she absolutely did. "Desk," she said.

He liked that answer. Lisa kept her desk pretty clear, too. Evan stood, hands roaming her shamelessly, and guided her over to sit on her desk and then lay back. His newest servant spread her legs for him without objection, indeed hooking her calves around his waist to draw him in. "I like knowing you want it," he told her as his cock slid along her slit and his hands unfastened the front clasp of her bra to reveal her magnificent breasts.

"I do," she confessed as he mauled her. "God, I want you so bad."

"And I like hearing it, too," he told her. "I like hearing you're mine all the time."

Lisa moaned with desire, writhing in need for his cock but not so presumptuous as to claim it without his permission. "Oh please fuck me. Fuck me and take me."

"Evan," said Madelyne. He looked over to his other woman, who stood with her phone and a mischievous grin. She turned the phone to show the screen, where he saw a selfie of his wide-eyed wife and Sophie together, along with a whole lot of hearts, applauding hand emojis, and other signs of approval.

Drinking in the rush of it all, Evan turned his attention back to Lisa with a grin. "You're mine," he said as he slowly thrust his cock into her.

Between the lavish attention she'd just given his dick and her own slick juices, Lisa's cunt offered little resistance. Instead, he felt his new slut's warm and welcoming surrender. She cooed and moaned as he fucked her, rubbing her own tits for his visual enjoyment and to add to her sensual stimulation. Both of those concerns were further tended as Madelyne sauntered around to the other side of Lisa's desk, leaned over, and began licking the cum from her mouth and neck.

Madelyne paused for only a second to look to Evan and explain: "You like a lot of kissing. I thought I should clean her off."

Evan groaned in approval and in the ecstasy of Lisa's cunt. Above and below them, in offices throughout the building, the daily grind continued. Evan stayed hard at "work," too, resolving to be here well after most of the staff had left...but then, he enjoyed his job more than anyone else in that building could enjoy theirs, except possibly for the two women sharing the office.

* * *

As Lisa promised, they were undisturbed. Her phone didn't ring. No one came to knock on her door. Her secretary left at quitting time with nothing more than an email. Evan fucked and enjoyed his women with impunity.

They fawned over him in their afterglow, openly and without the slightest shame, as sex and assertions of dominance and submission led to practical concerns. That, too, turned out to feel to Evan like one big indulgence. Lisa put him in her desk chair, where Madelyne sat in his lap in disheveled lingerie stroking his cock and kissing his neck. His other beautiful servant sat on top of her desk, running through files on her laptop, given that she studiously kept Ted's most sensitive info off of her office computer. Lisa gave the rundown with her naked and ravished body on display for him as she detailed his wealth and other matters.

In keeping with earlier impressions, his wealth was fairly obscene. Not all of it was in Lisa's hands. Even she had to defer to accountants and Ted's compulsive need to compartmentalize. But she had access to a critical portion of it, and with a few emails and a couple of end-of-workshift calls, she made sure Evan could get to whatever he might need for the weekend. Full access would have to wait until Monday, but simply by opening accounts based in Tokyo alone Lisa made him a no-shit multi-millionaire. She also had a significantly larger share of the "contact list" than Madelyne or the others, including many more names under contract.