Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Fifteen

When the bath was ready, Lisa stood up and turned her back to
Jack. He realised he was supposed to help her off with her robe.
As he eased the garment over her shoulders and away from her
naked body, he realised he was getting another whopping great
erection.

Why, oh, why could he not control himself. She was bound to see
it.

She stepped into the bath and pointed at the large soft sponge.
He picked it up with a trembling hand, and knelt down by the side
of the tub. She hadn't appeared to notice his hard on and now he
could hide it behind the side of the bath.

"Well, what are you waiting for, bathe me!" 

He washed her all over her beautiful body, lusting over every
square millimetre of it. It was impossible for him to be flaccid
under circumstances like these. She must know that. Maybe she
would understand this time.

When he had patted her dry she ordered him back into the bedroom.
He crawled over towards the bed, hopefully. His erection was
still throbbing and pulsing out of control. God, he wanted her.

When she came out after him, she completely ignored him and went
to her dressing table drawer. For one brief, frightening moment
he thought she was going to get the hairbrush, but instead, she
was sorting out what underclothes to wear. She decided on a plum
coloured basque and slipped the straps over her shoulders. Then
she stood there with her back to him, waiting.

He realised he was supposed to hook her up, but he wasn't sure
he could control himself much longer. He wanted to grab her and
kiss her and make love to her. His hands shook as he tried to
fasten the tiny hooks.

"Now my stockings", she said pointing to the pair she had
chosen.

Jack, who was more used to getting women out of their clothes
than into them had a terrible time with the flimsy nylons. The
suspenders were all but impossible, the way his hands were
shaking.

"You clumsy oaf!" was the only comment.

Then he had to kneel down to help her on with her knickers. That
did it.

"Oh please, let me kiss you, pleeeese!" 

"Don't be silly wanker. Why on earth would I let a filthy
creature like you kiss me?"

He was crestfallen. He began to understand that she really had no
respect for him whatsoever. And it was easy to see why. The
reason had been sticking out about two feet in front of him ever
since he arrived!

"But I will let you kiss my feet, and who knows, if you can learn
to control yourself......."

He didn't need to be told twice. 

His enthusiasm surprised Lisa a little. She let him smother her
feet in kisses for more than ten minutes before she said,

"But I haven't forgotten the punishment I promised you last night
for wanking in my bathroom. In fact, you have more crimes to add
to your list. You took the tape off without my permission and you
have had an almost constant erection in my presence. I thought I
made my feelings about that quite clear last night. Obviously a
more severe punishment is in order." 

Jack heard her words and began begging for mercy.

"There, there", she said, "It's for your own good you know. And
if you are a good boy and do as you are told, you may even have a
job to go back to on Monday".