That morning I woke up by something tickling my stomach and I felt that the covers had slipped off me. When I opened my eyes, I flinched. Ash stood by the side of the bed, fully dressed, and caressed the riding crop along my torso in slow movements. That I had slept at all was a damn miracle, but now I was wide awake in an instant and my pulse had quickened so fast that I could feel it in my fingertips. The day had started when Ash was allowed to do what he wanted. And apparently, he wanted to start right away.

"Good morning," he smiled and glided the leather tongue of the crop along my inner thigh.

I shivered. If it was with desire or that I was cold, I didn't know. He held up my collar and told me to sit up. Then he fastened it around my neck and hooped one finger in the metal loop and pulled me closer to him.

"There's breakfast in the kitchen. You can take the clothes on the chair and come out to me when you're dressed, so we can eat together."

He gave me a tender kiss and let me go and strolled out into the kitchen, the crop twirling in his hand. I drew a deep breath. My promise to him had really not been thought through, I realized that now. It was Monday and both Ash and I had a job to go to, but only one of us had any boundaries as to what you could or couldn't do at work. Did he really want me to have the collar on at work? Fine, it looked more like a choker to most people, but still. I got up at walked to the pile of clothes on the chair. It was my gray cargo pants and a black t-shirt that certainly wasn't mine, as it was tight as hell. At least he didn't pick out the cat ears for me to wear, so I guessed I could count myself lucky in that aspect.

When I entered the kitchen Ash had outdone himself with breakfast. The table was filled with all the stuff I had bought, and my mouth watered just at the sight of it. If the day would continue like this, I could give him more days to be in charge of. Ash poured me some coffee and I started to eat.

"Are you gonna pamper me today or what?" I joked and took a bite out of my sandwich.

"Only if you deserve it," Ash smiled and cocked his head. "So, it's basically up to you. If you do as you're told, you'll get rewarded."

"But I can take off the collar when I'm at the office, right?"

Suddenly the whip was in his hand, and he placed the tip of it under my chin. His eyes had darkened, and he slowly shook his head.

"It's just that kind of stuff you don't get rewarded for," he purred. "But I'll let that one slip because we haven't talked rules yet."

I stiffened and put down my coffee cup. What did he mean by rules? The uncertainty started to crawl inside me, but at the same time a weird form of excitement was lurking just below it.

"Rules?" I said as calmly as I could.

He got a serious look on his face.

"I'm gonna play with you today. Things will happen that you haven't experienced before and I wanna know what limits you have. Hard limits, that is. Things that you really refuse to do. So, what are your limits?"

That was a very good question. I had never really thought about what I didn't want to expose myself to, for the simple reason that I wouldn't put myself in a situation that I could possibly get exposed to them. What might he do to me?

"No public sex," I said at last. "I mean where it's right out in the open in front of strangers."

Ash laughed out loud.

"You do realize that I have some limits too, right?"

I blushed.

"Hey, I'm just making sure," I said and started eating again. "Otherwise, I don't really know. It's hard to know before I'm actually in the situation if you know what I mean."

"Ok, we can deal with that through the safewords then," he said. "How about this. Green is what it always is, go ahead. Yellow means wait, that you wanna ask something, take it easier or to skip that particular thing. And red means an immediate stop to all play for the rest of the day. Sounds good?"

At once it felt like the only word I would say today was yellow. Apparently, Ash had big plans and even if it was spine-tingling, I got extremely nervous. A part of me wanted to call his brother and scream at him to get a grip, because I did this. Another part of me couldn't get enough of Ash holding that riding crop.

"It sounds... good," I said, and my voice wasn't as steady as I wanted it to be. "You have this all planned out?"

"I'll have to improvise some, as my toys are out in the gutter," he smiled crookedly. "Well, except for this new one."

He smacked the crop in his palm and my breath hitched. Despite my decision yesterday not to think about what was in the box it was hard not to. I almost felt sorry for Ash, obviously he had stuff he wanted to do that he couldn't now.

"We can go to that... store today, if you want?" I said without thinking. "My wallet could use some exercise."

Ash grinned enthusiastically and nodded.

"Then I can do those things I thought about..." he said dreamily and looked at me with excitement in his eyes. "Are you nervous?"

"Hell yeah," I confessed and took the last sip of coffee.

"Good. I want you to be."

As I was brushing my teeth Ash started to fix my hair. I had never bothered with it, I just combed it, but it seemed like he wanted me to look extra nice today, so I let him. But when he started to glide down over my stomach, I tried to stop him. We would be late if we did something now. He grabbed my collar hard and yanked me towards him and I yelped.

"You're not deciding what we should or shouldn't do," he said sharply and pressed me back to the sink, letting me feel his already hard cock. "I'm touching you when I feel like it, understand?"

"But..." I started, but quickly realized that I probably shouldn't finish that sentence.

"Are you begging for punishment already?" he grinned and began to unbutton me. "It's gonna be a long day for you, kitten."

Had this been an ordinary day I might have gotten a bit irritated, maybe even said something. But this was not ordinary in any sense of the word and his tone of voice alone had started something within me that I simply couldn't deny. Every time he had That Voice, I got tunnel vision.

I started to breathe shallower at the thought of the riding crop laying on the floor, but he didn't pick it up. Instead, he fell to his knees in front of me and slowly licked my hardening cock. What was he doing? Wasn't he supposed to punish me? He looked up at me and smiled and in the next second he deep-throated me so fast I forgot to breathe at all.

"Ash... Ohh...w-what...?" I groaned and grabbed the sink with both hands.

If this was his way of punishing me I had absolutely no issues with that whatsoever. The metal ball of his tongue piercing glided up my shaft and the pleasure rose in me faster than I had thought it would and I just stared down at him in amazement. Then he just stopped, got up and buttoned my pants.

What the hell?

Teasingly he slid his hand over my crotch and dragged me out into the hallway.

"Aww, you thought you'd get to cum?" he said and looked at me in fake pity. "Get your jacket on."

So he wanted us to go to work now anyway? I was relieved that we wouldn't be late, but at the same time my pent-up desire made me frustrated, and I desperately tried to ignore it so I could show myself outside.

"Can we just wait a minute?" I asked and pointed at the bulge in my pants, but he just grabbed my jacket and brutally pressed me down to my knees in front of him.

"You won't get away that easily, I'm not done with you yet," Ash said and smiled down at me. "Suck me off."

His voice was like honey and yet so commanding that my body almost reacted automatically. No more thoughts about getting late, my only focus was on him now, to make him feel so good that he would return the favor. And when I felt his hot hardness glide inside my mouth it was like a liberation. I could let my desire run free inside me and don't bother to repress it anymore. He placed both his hands on the back of my head and started to direct the pace, groaning out loud as I took him deeper.

"Your mouth is a little slut, you know that?" he growled. "You get off on sucking me, don't you?"

I hummed as an answer and he tightened his grip on my hair, I relished in the feeling when he quickened his thrusts even more. My jaws were straining but I didn't care, my need for him was far too big for me to feel anything else and I knew that when he would touch me afterwards I would cum in seconds. He was close now; I could feel it. Like he read my mind he pulled out of my mouth.

"Keep your mouth open," he breathed and started to jack himself off.

I did as he said and held his burning gaze in mine. He glided two fingers over my lips and let the head of his cock touch my outstretched tongue.

"Oh god, you're so s-sexy like this," he groaned hoarsely as his cum hit my mouth in hot pulses. "Nnh... s-swallow... lap it up like a good kitten."

I swallowed greedily, tasted the saltiness, and slowly licked the length of his cock to get every drop of it and he breathed raggedly as he watched me do it. Then he pulled me to my feet and into a deep kiss, tasting himself on my tongue and I waited trembling for my own release. He trailed his finger up my erection and smiled wickedly.

"There, now you're just like I want you. Now we can leave."

"W-what?" I said, dizzy with desire.

But he just buttoned his jeans and opened the front door. In a panic I realized that the kind of hard-on I had now wouldn't go down for quite some time and Ash had been very aware of it. This was what he had wanted all along. This was the punishment. Anyone who saw me would know what was up, literally. But we were out of time so as we got out in the street, I hastily removed my jacket and held it in front of me instead, despite the cold weather. Damn him.

When the bus closed in on the street where the office building was situated, I felt his hand under my jacket. I wildly wrestled it away. It was too close to work, wasn't this enough?

"Damn it, Ash," I hissed. "I can't just... walk in there like this."

"You're walking in there with a collar, did you forget that? Nobody's gonna look at your groin area."

Shit, I had forgotten about that.

"Please..." I pleaded.

He gave me a merciful smile and removed his hand and I sighed in relief.

"Ok, I'll play nice for now," he said. "Just so you can catch your breath a bit. But remember that I'm still in charge. You won't get an infinite number of free passes. And when I text you, you answer me. And do what I tell you."

I nodded in a daze, and we got off the bus. On the way up in the elevator I tried to come up with a way to explain my attire. I would get questions, I was sure of that, at least from Chris and then I needed a lie good enough. But no matter how I tried I couldn't think of anything. My only consolation was that my erection finally had gone down. I had no idea how I would survive this day, and it had barely begun.