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Bethany had been working hard all day, cracking a case. She had been so tied up with her investigation that she had lost complete track of time. It had been a couple of hours since May left the office and Bethany was all by herself working her case. She was so into it, that she was completely started when she heard someone knock on the door.

Confused as to who would come at this hour, she looked through the security camera and saw a blonde woman dressed entirely in black business pantsuit. She opened the door and looked at her for a second, before talking.

”Good evening, we are past office hours so you would....” Bethany didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence before she was cut out by the woman.

“Ms. Hunter, I come with a very pressing matter,” the woman spoke with a European accent, “I represent a very important client of yours and she has requested your presence. Please let me proceed.”

Bethany didn’t even had time to refuse before the woman made her way into the office lobby and right into Bethany’s office. The detective quickly followed her, puzzled yet intrigued.

“Who are...” The woman put her finger over Bethany’s mouth, stopping her before she could utter another word.

“Ms Hunter we don’t have much time. Who I am matters not. What matters is that my client is requesting your services.” The woman spoke very matter of factly.

“Then who is your client? And what does she want?” Bethany shot back.

“We cannot discuss that here, we must go and meet her,” the woman replied, “But you are not in the proper attire to meet her. She requested some very specific proceedings before we go.”

“What attire....AHHH!” Before Bethany could react the woman stung her with a needle, “What are you....doing?” Bethany asked as she quickly lost her strength, falling into the floor.

”Please excuse me, Ms. Hunter, but I must prepare you for the meeting.”

”What are....you...stooooop....ugg” she was losing consciousness fast.

There was nothing she could do, Bethany was losing her consciousness by the seconds. She retained her consciousness long enough to see the woman begin the process of stripping her. In a very swift manner, the woman quickly removed the detective’s heels along with her stockings. She quickly moved to the upper section and removed the blazer and shirt with a swiftness that look almost like magic for the groggy detective, she then unzip the skirt and pulled it down and along with it, the detective’s consciousness went out.

About 15 minutes passed before Bethany regained her consciousness, when she did, she found herself sitting on top of her desk in a very restrictive and uncomfortable position. She immediately remembered she had been stripped of everything save for her bra and panties. The woman had expertly tied her in such a way that there was no hope of freeing herself, no matter how much she could try, she knew her bindings wouldn’t move even less than an inch. She looked at the woman who was still looking for something in her bag.

”What the fuck are you doing?” Bethany shouted.

“Ms. Hunter, please mind your manners, I am merely setting you up for the meeting. This is strictly professional,” the woman then moved closer to Bethany and raised her chin with her fingers, to make Bethany look at her straight in the eyes, “Although, I must admit, my client was right. You are an incredibly beautiful woman, if only I could keep you to myself, I would show you wonders you never even thought possible.”

”Never! Now untie me this.......mmmmmm!” Before Bethany could finish her protest, the woman gave her a powerful kiss.

It was like a sudden combustion in all her body, all her senses tuned into that sensation. The woman had not been lying, her kiss did wonders. Bethany’s mind escape into a very naughty thought for a second, if the kiss had made her feel this way, she couldn’t even imagine what else she could do. She wondered for a second, if she was just having a naughty daydream, her mind would often escape into these fantasies when she was under a lot of work. But no, this was very real and she had to respond, her response was immediate, she returned the kiss with even more fire. It became a tongue, each woman trying to top what the other had done and it went for minutes that felt like hours.

“Mmmmm mmm!” Bethany could only moan in excitement as the woman began to run her hands over her body while they made out. The woman grabbed her rear firmly and squeezed it, prompting a wild reaction from the turned on detective. She then cupped her highly aroused breasts over her bra, making the detective sweat in delight.

Bethany couldn’t believe it. this cold strange woman had barged into her office, stripped, bound her and completely dominated her. And instead of being angry, frustrated and fighting, she was eager to cum in her hands. No one had ever made her feel like this, so insanely turned on without even trying, all through sheer raw physical attraction. It was as if this woman had popped straight out of one of her deepest fantasies to satisfy her starving sexuality, the pop that she needed to clear her head. Nothing mattered, not the case she was working on or the strange client that wanted her services with a dash of bondage. All that mattered is that she wanted the sweet release at the hands of the strange woman. She wanted for 30 seconds to fully belong body and soul to this woman, to shout to the heavens as this woman claimed her bounty on her burning womanhood.

And then the woman suddenly stopped and stepped back.

“Take me!” Bethany whispered seductively.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t, my client would be displeased. As much as I wish otherwise, I must continue with the preparations.”

”Noooo...take me...make me yours!” Bethany protested in a soft tone.

”I’m sorry, Ms. Hunter, I can’t. Now please hold still...” She said as she brought a big red ball gag.

“What...noo..mmmmhm!” Bethany couldn’t do anything but moan in her gag now.

She looked at the woman angry and frustrated, her body covered in sweat and longing for what could have been. She took her fantasy right at her crescendo and now it was back to reality, the strange reality where she was bound in order to meet a client.

“Now one more thing...” The woman moved closer to Bethany before unhooking her bra and swiftly ripping her panties apart, an action that garnered a wild moan from Beth as the brute movement made the fabric of her panties clash against her sensitive and longing skin.

There she was nude in front of the strange woman, longing for her touch. The woman was doing her best to restrain herself, but Bethany’s incredible figure was calling her out, the way she was moving in her restrains was almost like a siren’s call. The woman couldn’t help it, she ran her hands over her body once more and Bethany rewarded her with some incredibly seductive moans, but before either could reach their crescendo, she stopped again. Bethany was frustrated but more turned on than ever.

“That’s enough, we need to go.”

The woman then made a call in her phone and some men in a black suit came and help her carry Bethany to a limousine without anyone noticing them and preserving the detective’s modesty from being embarrassed in public.

Bethany sat bound in the limousine much like how she was on her desk. Right next to her was the woman, who kept quiet and didn’t even look at her. The silence and indifference made Bethany crave her even more.

It was a relatively short ride, but the tension made it feel like it took forever. When they finally arrived at their destination, the woman stepped out of the limousine and proceeded to lift Bethany with ease to carry her to their next destination. The fact that she was able to handle her with so ease proved to be another turn on for the detective, who couldn’t for the life of her understand what was going on with her body and why it was behaving against her better judgment. Nevertheless, she now had more pressing matters to concern herself with as she quickly realized who her client was when she saw where they were. Sinclair tower, home to the media mogul, Barbara Sinclair and her entertainment empire.

Barbara and Bethany had a long history...

Originally there was another half to this story, where it explained what Barbara wanted and it ended with Bethany leaving on a mission. But for some reason, when I submitted it, DA cut it in half. Frankly, I’m too tired to write it up again, so this will have to do for now.

To be continued and hopefully not cut in half by DA again....

Art by the wonderful PumpkinPinUp

Description
Bethany had been working hard all day, cracking a case. She had been so tied up with her investigation that she had lost complete track of time. It had been a couple of hours since May left the office and Bethany was all by herself working her case. She was so into it, that she was completely started when she heard someone knock on the door.

Confused as to who would come at this hour, she looked through the security camera and saw a blonde woman dressed entirely in black business pantsuit. She opened the door and looked at her for a second, before talking.

”Good evening, we are past office hours so you would....” Bethany didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence before she was cut out by the woman.

“Ms. Hunter, I come with a very pressing matter,” the woman spoke with a European accent, “I represent a very important client of yours and she has requested your presence. Please let me proceed.”

Bethany didn’t even had time to refuse before the woman made her way into the office lobby and right into Bethany’s office. The detective quickly followed her, puzzled yet intrigued.

“Who are...” The woman put her finger over Bethany’s mouth, stopping her before she could utter another word.

“Ms Hunter we don’t have much time. Who I am matters not. What matters is that my client is requesting your services.” The woman spoke very matter of factly.

“Then who is your client? And what does she want?” Bethany shot back.

“We cannot discuss that here, we must go and meet her,” the woman replied, “But you are not in the proper attire to meet her. She requested some very specific proceedings before we go.”

“What attire....AHHH!” Before Bethany could react the woman stung her with a needle, “What are you....doing?” Bethany asked as she quickly lost her strength, falling into the floor.

”Please excuse me, Ms. Hunter, but I must prepare you for the meeting.”

”What are....you...stooooop....ugg” she was losing consciousness fast.

There was nothing she could do, Bethany was losing her consciousness by the seconds. She retained her consciousness long enough to see the woman begin the process of stripping her. In a very swift manner, the woman quickly removed the detective’s heels along with her stockings. She quickly moved to the upper section and removed the blazer and shirt with a swiftness that look almost like magic for the groggy detective, she then unzip the skirt and pulled it down and along with it, the detective’s consciousness went out.

About 15 minutes passed before Bethany regained her consciousness, when she did, she found herself sitting on top of her desk in a very restrictive and uncomfortable position. She immediately remembered she had been stripped of everything save for her bra and panties. The woman had expertly tied her in such a way that there was no hope of freeing herself, no matter how much she could try, she knew her bindings wouldn’t move even less than an inch. She looked at the woman who was still looking for something in her bag.

”What the fuck are you doing?” Bethany shouted.

“Ms. Hunter, please mind your manners, I am merely setting you up for the meeting. This is strictly professional,” the woman then moved closer to Bethany and raised her chin with her fingers, to make Bethany look at her straight in the eyes, “Although, I must admit, my client was right. You are an incredibly beautiful woman, if only I could keep you to myself, I would show you wonders you never even thought possible.”

”Never! Now untie me this.......mmmmmm!” Before Bethany could finish her protest, the woman gave her a powerful kiss.

It was like a sudden combustion in all her body, all her senses tuned into that sensation. The woman had not been lying, her kiss did wonders. Bethany’s mind escape into a very naughty thought for a second, if the kiss had made her feel this way, she couldn’t even imagine what else she could do. She wondered for a second, if she was just having a naughty daydream, her mind would often escape into these fantasies when she was under a lot of work. But no, this was very real and she had to respond, her response was immediate, she returned the kiss with even more fire. It became a tongue, each woman trying to top what the other had done and it went for minutes that felt like hours.

“Mmmmm mmm!” Bethany could only moan in excitement as the woman began to run her hands over her body while they made out. The woman grabbed her rear firmly and squeezed it, prompting a wild reaction from the turned on detective. She then cupped her highly aroused breasts over her bra, making the detective sweat in delight.

Bethany couldn’t believe it. this cold strange woman had barged into her office, stripped, bound her and completely dominated her. And instead of being angry, frustrated and fighting, she was eager to cum in her hands. No one had ever made her feel like this, so insanely turned on without even trying, all through sheer raw physical attraction. It was as if this woman had popped straight out of one of her deepest fantasies to satisfy her starving sexuality, the pop that she needed to clear her head. Nothing mattered, not the case she was working on or the strange client that wanted her services with a dash of bondage. All that mattered is that she wanted the sweet release at the hands of the strange woman. She wanted for 30 seconds to fully belong body and soul to this woman, to shout to the heavens as this woman claimed her bounty on her burning womanhood.

And then the woman suddenly stopped and stepped back.

“Take me!” Bethany whispered seductively.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t, my client would be displeased. As much as I wish otherwise, I must continue with the preparations.”

”Noooo...take me...make me yours!” Bethany protested in a soft tone.

”I’m sorry, Ms. Hunter, I can’t. Now please hold still...” She said as she brought a big red ball gag.

“What...noo..mmmmhm!” Bethany couldn’t do anything but moan in her gag now.

She looked at the woman angry and frustrated, her body covered in sweat and longing for what could have been. She took her fantasy right at her crescendo and now it was back to reality, the strange reality where she was bound in order to meet a client.

“Now one more thing...” The woman moved closer to Bethany before unhooking her bra and swiftly ripping her panties apart, an action that garnered a wild moan from Beth as the brute movement made the fabric of her panties clash against her sensitive and longing skin.

There she was nude in front of the strange woman, longing for her touch. The woman was doing her best to restrain herself, but Bethany’s incredible figure was calling her out, the way she was moving in her restrains was almost like a siren’s call. The woman couldn’t help it, she ran her hands over her body once more and Bethany rewarded her with some incredibly seductive moans, but before either could reach their crescendo, she stopped again. Bethany was frustrated but more turned on than ever.

“That’s enough, we need to go.”

The woman then made a call in her phone and some men in a black suit came and help her carry Bethany to a limousine without anyone noticing them and preserving the detective’s modesty from being embarrassed in public.

Bethany sat bound in the limousine much like how she was on her desk. Right next to her was the woman, who kept quiet and didn’t even look at her. The silence and indifference made Bethany crave her even more.

It was a relatively short ride, but the tension made it feel like it took forever. When they finally arrived at their destination, the woman stepped out of the limousine and proceeded to lift Bethany with ease to carry her to their next destination. The fact that she was able to handle her with so ease proved to be another turn on for the detective, who couldn’t for the life of her understand what was going on with her body and why it was behaving against her better judgment. Nevertheless, she now had more pressing matters to concern herself with as she quickly realized who her client was when she saw where they were. Sinclair tower, home to the media mogul, Barbara Sinclair and her entertainment empire.

Barbara and Bethany had a long history...

Originally there was another half to this story, where it explained what Barbara wanted and it ended with Bethany leaving on a mission. But for some reason, when I submitted it, DA cut it in half. Frankly, I’m too tired to write it up again, so this will have to do for now.

To be continued and hopefully not cut in half by DA again....

Art by the wonderful PumpkinPinUp