Top to Bottom (Closed for SlickQuiver)

Does this story make you (multi response possible)

  • Want to come back for more?

    Votes: 30 47.6%
  • Want to work in the company with Kris and Tom?

    Votes: 17 27.0%
  • Really aroused?

    Votes: 30 47.6%
  • Want to go and read the telephone directory?

    Votes: 6 9.5%

  • Total voters
    63

Slave Master

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Top to Bottom (OPEN)

OPEN - COME INSIDE :D


Thanks to SlickQuiver for starting this off


Many thanks to youngdom81 to continuing

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I am also interested in a 'quick' episode - so just jump in .... :devil:

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Kris had bruised a few egos, made some enemies, but it had been worth it. President of the software company PAP, she controlled the growing fortunes of the company with an iron glove

Much respected in the industry, her motto was simple - work as hard as you can or get out. Her determination was fired by her singleminded passion to develop the world's leading games software

Her company managed everything from development through to marketing even to the individaul packaging of the software, all in house and all the sprawling complex that had become PAP

Kris
Blue eyed, brunette
5 10
athletic figure
38 years old
widowed young - never remarried - sometimes picks up strangers in bars to satisfy her growing appetite

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The report flew across the large office and smashed into the wall - incompetence

heads would roll and my PA knew it

'I'll get Rob on the phone now' Ingrid said calmly, already dialling the number for Rob Mays, head of production

'Find the idiot who caused this and send him to my office NOW'

Before Rob could even answer I had slammed the phone down


Five minutes later Ben Green was ushered into my office

2 minutes later he was walked out of the office by the security guards and was escorted out of the complex

Efficient, clean, just how I liked it

'Issue ...'

Ingrid was already pushing a letter before me for authorization

'Excellent Ingrid'

Why couldn't all of my staff be like her?

Efficient, clean, just how I liked it


'I'm going for a walk on the floor'

I straightened up and made my way to the dungeon, so called because one third of the building was underground

I briefly chatted to my staff as I passed by, my staff were the company - no doubt - but they had to be kept in line

I walked towards the cleaning room and saw three guys sitting around, probably on a break

I checked my watch - no not a break time

They froze as they saw me and started to stand up and look away

'What the fuck do you think you are doing on my time' I demanded

Stuttered mumblings tripped out of their mouths

What do you expect I thought to myself

'OK each of you are docked an hour's pay - as per your signed contracts'

I pulled out my blackberry 'OK you lazy idiots, what are your staff numbers?'

I noted them down and sent the IM to HR - smiling

Efficient, clean, just how I liked it

'Maybe you will try and be smarter next time'

Although next time they would be out the door

I thought I heard a snide remark as I turned away

'What was that?' I looked at the three men - sheepish looks

'Listen you idiots - you have something to say to me - have the balls to say it to my face'

'Come on' I tapped my high heeled foot impatiently - the sound echoing in the space

Nothing - gutless - all three of them

'Well - no balls and gutless - get out of my sight and back to work before I get rid of the lot of you'

'oh and by the way - whichever one of you questioned my fuckability - if you have the balls - you know where my office is'
 
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Tom
6' 2"
Brown Hair
Blue Eyes
Age 23

Today had probably been the shittiest day in Tom's life.

That wasn't saying much. Tom had to go into work today, which made every day bad. He had probably the worst job in the tech industry. He knew he would have to start small when he got into the business, but he didn't expect anything like this. He was stuck in a dead-end tech support job in one of the biggest companies in the field. He had to work ridiculous hours, and earned zero respect.

Tom was just about getting fed up with this job - but he needed the money. Until one day, after getting into a confrontation with his bitchy, boss's boss's boss's boss's boss.

Just earlier, he was talking with his two coworkers about her.

"You haven't filled in your time sheet yet?" one of them asked Tom. "Kris is going to kill her!"

"Fuck her," Tom said.

"Haha, you wish!" said his other coworker. "That bitch is fucking smoking! She could nail any employee in the company if she wanted - anybody who wanted to keep their job that is!"

"Are you kidding?" Tom asked. "That frigid bitch would bite your dick off if you glanced at her the wrong way. I'd be astonished if she's ever been able to keep a man in her presence for long enough to be laid." Though Tom did have to admit, Kris was probably the sexiest person he's ever had the displeasure to work under.

"Guys, shut up! Here she comes!" the first coworker said.

Kris strode over to us. I was expecting her to just ignore us, as she usually does, but for once she had the effort to register us as (barely) human beings. After a vicious attack from her, with a pay cut no less, she started to walk away. Tom muttered under his breath "Fucking bitch..."

Big mistake. She heard him and whirled around. She couldn't tell which of the three men had made the remark, but thankfully none of his coworkers had ratted him out. She stormed off.

"What the fuck were you thinking dude?!" his friend asked him, after they were safely out of earshot.

"I'm sick of her fucking attitude," Tom said. "In fact," he pondered, "I'm sick of everything around here. I'm sick of these goddamn fluorescent lights, I'm sick of all the managers, and I'm sick of this fucking job. I'm going right to her office and tell her off"

Normally, Tom's coworkers would have stopped him. He was committing professional suicide. But they were too stunned that anyone would ever even think of confronting Kris. And, no matter what happened, it was bound to make for a interesting show.

Tom stormed straight up to the 15th floor. He looked in the window. Kris was alone in her office, working at her computer. Without knocking, he opened the door and stormed right in. Kris looked up at him with a start. For just a second, there was a look of surprise in her eyes, but then she quickly put on her angry face.

Tom cut her off before she could say anything, slamming the door behind him. "You think you can treat everyone in this company like shit? I've had enough of your fucking attitude."

The back of Tom's mind was racing a mile a minute. Maybe he could bolt out the door, and she wouldn't recognize who he was. But he realized it was too late to back out now. And no matter what happened to him or his job, Kris deserved what he was doing.

"I'm probably the only person in this company with the balls to come up and tell you this, but you can't get away with the shit you give out around here," Tom said, striding quickly over to her desk. He slammed his hands on her desk, staring her down. "Nobody in this company respects you, and nobody likes you. You may have a big important job, but you're worthless around here."
 
I had had a good morning, one piece of dead wood sorted out and a group of lazy good for nothings got a piece of my mind - a power buzz was still running through me as I went back to my office. Ingrid rushed out to organise my usual, planned sushi lunch, the chef would be just finishing off the final cuts

The upcoming budget presentation was sitting on my desk - carefully prepared by some of the best financiers and bankers money could buy- the board were going to be impressed - again

Beside it was the latest DVD sent by some whack job who thought he could threaten me with hard core porn - little did he know

I decided to flick through the Budget Exec Summary before lunch

but before - why not have a quick look at what the little bastard had sent me this time

I sped through the menus and watched as the moans filled the room, quite a hot scene was unfolding - mmm dessert before lunch I smiled to myself why not

I continued watching and was quite enjoying myself when the door flung open

My surprise turned to anger as I realised that it was a nobody - how the heck did he get past the receptionist - this had never happened before

My hand hit the mute button but I wasn't fast enough to close the DVD

I listened as the tirade of poor little worker fell on my almost deaf ears

I slowed my breathing down as I realised that either this guy was incredibly stupid or stupidly brave

Still too difficult to call, even as he approached my desk and threateningly leant over


My heart beat started racing again as I thought of what might happen if you saw the images on the screen

'Back off -- how do you come storming into my office - get the fuck out before I call security'
 
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"Security?" Tom snorted. "Fine, see if I care, you can have me thrown out." Tom still couldn't even believe he was doing this. Just an hour ago, he was employed in a stable job, and tomorrow he'd be back out on the streets looking for another career. Great.

"Besides.... besides..." Tom stuttered a bit. He then realized he probably could have spent a little longer in the hall planning what he was going to say. He stumbled at a loss for words. He hit the table again to make it look like he had a point, frantically thinking of what he could say not to get himself thrown out. He stormed around to the other side of the desk, in an attempt to look more intimidating, but then he saw something.

Kris had a porn movie open on her desktop. There it was, in plain view. Tom realized now why these execs had their own offices. "Besides..." he said, recovering. "You're not going to be calling security on me. Especially not now that I've seen this."

Kris looked up at him, stunned.

"So, after you bitched at us for wasting company time... look at the kind of stuff you do. I'm not the hardest worker, but even I've never looked at porn at work!" Tom walked right behind her, resting his arms on the back of her chair. He looked at the screen. "I can always find another job if you fire me, but gee Kris, if this gets out, you'll probably never be able to find work again, especially not in a position as cushy as this one..." Tom threatened coyly. He was beginning to enjoy the position he was in.
 
As Tom spun around my brain started to race - good or bad - unsure

'Don't threaten me asshole - this is my company - whatever makes you think someone is going to listen to some trumped up little shit like you anyway - going to cry to mummy that the big bad boss is wasting company time - I really don't think so'

'Kris' Ingrid's voice came over the intercom

'Everything OK - I didn't know you had an appointment?'

'I'm taking care of it - thanks' I flipped the switch off

Where was I

The guy looked a little scared now - but he had balls - he was still not backing down
 
Tom jolted back a bit. It's true, they would take her word over his. He thought for a moment that he was done for. But he pressed on anyway.

"Are you kidding? They monitor these machines at all times. Everything you do gets recorded on the network. Now they don't check them unless they have a reason to, but all it would take is one simple examination of the logs to prove what a horny slut you are." Tom noticed the shock in her eyes when he called her a slut. That's what it was though, shock. He can't say he saw any anger. She just seemed surprised.

"Face it," Tom said with as much authority as he could muster. "All it would take is one tip-off from me to the IT department, and your ass would be out the door within the hour. I think you could be a little wiser than to start threatening me."
 
mmm - the situation was becoming quite exciting

I knew the whole security system for the company - I had helped design it

'mmm - I hadn't thought about that' I said quietly

'Look - sorry what's your name? - doesn't matter - I don't know why you came in here but if you go away quietly - I'll make sure that nothing is reported to your superiors - got it'

This would test what this jerk was really made of
 
Tom got excited for a moment. He was certain that he was going into this mess and coming out unemployed. But this was his ticket to keeping his job! He was about ready to take the offer.

But then he realized that he could do way better than this... the stuff he had uncovered here was too big to let slide with her offer.

"Don't make me laugh," Tom said. "You think that'd be enough to sway me? I know that I can do way better." Tom started to think about all the demands he could start to make. "I want a promotion. A job on the 15th floor." Tom chose that floor because it's where most of the execs worked... but on some level, he also wanted to keep working closer to Kris. "And a pay raise, of course. That should go without saying."

Tom was starting to enjoy the situation. He enjoyed the feeling of ordering Kris around. Not just because she was his boss, but also because he had an incredibly sexy woman wrapped around his finger... the thought of commanding her around was starting to get him horny. Tom shifted his leg so his growing erection wouldn't show through his pants. He couldn't tell if she noticed.

Tom kept thinking to himself. "This woman makes millions every year... she can't afford to give that up." He started thinking of what else he could get away with asking her. His mind began turning... or maybe he was just thinking with his hard-on and getting greedy.

Tom wanted to see what he could get her to do. He told Kris "And one more thing... I'm going to push this intercom button in a minute, and you're going to tell Ingrid that you're very busy... you're in a conference call or something. And that she is not to come in until you call her." Kris looked back up at him... he could tell she was starting to be pushed onto the defensive... surely she could tell what he was thinking.

Tom placed his finger above the intercom button. "Go." he said, as he pressed the button and remained silent.
 
'You are a presumptious prick aren't you'

'Promotion - office - blah blah'

Sure I could swing all that without any difficulty

'What makes you think that you could cut it at this level?'

'Just cos you got me over a barrel with some stupid porn?'

On the other hand this could be convenient

'Ingrid - cancel my calls this afternoon - I have to sort out a problem that seems to be getting bigger by the minute'

'OK stud whatever your name is - now what?'
 
Tom lifted his button from the intercom. He felt good about himself. He just gave an order to one of the most important women in the country, and she followed it without hesitation. Tom smiled. He was starting to get harder. He was really beginning to enjoy this.

Tom leaned over her, resting his hands on the armrests of her chair. He spoke in a calm voice at her. "I'm glad you're starting to catch on. You wouldn't want to do anything that could risk your career."

He began to smile. "I don't blame you for looking at porn at work," he said. "Your job must be very stressful... I'm sure you need to have some sexual release from time to time." He looked her in the eyes, then stood up straight. "Or maybe you're just a slut," he said. "And you need it bad, all the time."

Tom unbuttoned his pants, and pulled out his cock, holding it in front of her lips. Her eyes widened sharply. "Is that what it is? You're a slut? Then if you want to keep your job, I suggest you focus your sexual urges on me instead of your computer screen."

"I want a blowjob," he concluded bluntly.
 
Oh you had it right - I needed a lot of release

My life was this company and I needed to compress a lot of sexual energy in a very short time frame - intense - hard - dirty enabling the majority of my time to be focused on the company

Apart from some prick - possibly in IT thinking about it - who had worked out that I needed such distractions - noone had ever guessed or imagined what kept me at the top of my game

I watched in disbelief as you calmly pulled out your sex - quite beautiful and definitely how I like it

'You expect me to just blow you - and what if I don't?

You gonna to force me somehow?'

Or are you just going to threaten me again with that lame story about porn' I stated matter of factly

You had two options, shrink away with terror or cock slap me
 
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Tom looked down at her defiant eyes, looking up at him. He was still calm, though. The fear he was experiencing earlier had all but dissipated. Even if she didn't realize it yet, or maybe she did, but couldn't admit it, Tom was in control here.

She was sitting in her chair, fully clothed, and Tom was standing in front of her, with his pants around his ankles. But he stood unwavering, holding his penis in front of her face. It was rock hard, and staring her down.

Wordlessly, he grabbed his cock and hit her across the face with it. Then he replaced it back in front of her. He placed a hand on the back of her head. "I could force you if I wanted to," Tom said. "But I don't think I'll have to. I can see it in your eyes - how filthy you are. You want my cock, and you want it bad. You've probably don't even know who I am, and you already can't resist my dick. I'm just giving you a chance to have what you want." He then tightened the grip on the back of her head. "But if you'd prefer, I can give you what you deserve instead."
 
I could feel my juices gushing as I stared hard at you - your throbbing sex like a sweet fruit to be devoured

but did you have what I needed?

I didn't move - the miliseconds counted on

As I blinked I saw you grab your length and slapped me with it - the pain searing across my face - the heat rising through my body

A thin trail of your precum still connected us and I fought back the urge to lick it up

I knew that my inactivity would drive you on further - but how much?

As your hands pulled me onto you - I knew that you would be up to the task

I made you push your length into my hot mouth - still not helping - but not dissuading you either - my mouth stretching wide around you as you pushed deeper into me

would you have the balls to fuck me like a toy?
 
With one swift movement, I pulled her head onto my shaft.

I didn't have to force my way in, she opened her mouth to accommodate me as soon as I brought her head forward. She couldn't say anything anymore, but she wasn't resisting. I was starting to sense that she was enjoying this as much as I was. I pulled her head down my cock, as far as it would go. She closed her eyes as I did it, not in distaste, but in pleasure.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you, you whore?" I asked. "You like having my dick in your mouth?" She looked up at me, but there was no resistance in her. With my free hand, I brought it down to her chest. I began to unbutton her blouse, exposing her black bra. "This is the kind of stuff you wear to work?" I asked. I pulled her breast out of her bra, squeezing it in my hand. I rubbed over her nipple with my thumb, it went hard instantly.

I could sense she was enjoying herself, but she wasn't bringing herself to actively suck me off. I grabbed her hair, and pulled her mouth off my penis. "I know you're enjoying this," I said. Her eyes lit up. She was still trying to maintain what shred of defiance she had left. "You're a dirty slut, sucking off men right here in your office." My cock was right in front of her, glistening with her saliva and my precum. "You're filthy," I said, and I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled it right onto my shaft. I almost thought she was expecting it, the way she opened her mouth to accept me. I fucked her face right there, ramming myself in and out of her lips. She swirled her tongue around my length each time it entered, as I pounded in and out of her throat.

I stopped for a moment. "Take off your blouse and bra", I commanded, before resuming to face fuck her.
 
God you felt good in my mouth - a perfect fit too

I was enjoying myself - really enjoying myself - your frustration at my lack of involvement would drive you harder making me more aroused - I knew what I needed

I shivered with pleasure as you squeezed my breast - eager for you to pinch and caress my stiffening, long nipples - I bet you had never seen such nipples before

I was surprised as you pulled your length out of me and I had to hold myself back so I didn't seem too eager

I stared hard at you as you fed your length inside my now waiting mouth, my tongue licking the throbbing head as you pumped in and out

I thought about resisting you again, but I was now really aroused and thought better of it

without letting you go I unbuttoned my blouse and let it drop at the same time releasing my bra from the front exposing my soft breasts

your look of authority over me made me want you even more
 
As her blouse fell down without further resitance from her, I gazed upon her perfect breasts. In fact, they were better than perfect. Their size and form were spectacular. They were perky and buoyant, and her completely hard nipples were the perfect shade of pink. I pressed her head as far down on my cock as it would go, then left it there and removed my hands from the back of her head because I simply had to touch them. I grabbed both breasts roughly, pressing them into her body. She kept my cock in her mouth, touching it all over with her tongue.

I lightly pinched at her nipples, sensing how hard they were. I pulled her hand up to my shaft, and she wrapped her hand around the base as she continued to orally service me. The feeling was spectacular - it was like her mouth was designed for my cock. I thought about busting my load down her throat, but I wanted other things.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and slapped it with her again, leaving a sizable mark of my precum on her face. I stood her up and sat her on her desk, then looked into her eyes.

"Look at you," I said. "Look what you're doing to guys in your office. You let them fuck your throat, put their juices on your face, and you enjoy every minute of it," I said, as I rubbed at her breasts, emphasizing how hard her nipples were. "I bet you want me to fuck you," I said. "You're such a filthy slut, you've probably been waiting for me to come up and here and plow you all day."

"Tell me how much you want me to fuck you," I said, all the while still teasing at her nipples. "I brought a hand down to her leg, caressing the inside of her thigh. "Beg for it, I want to hear what a whore you are."
 
I continued to slide up and down your long length, taking my time, sensing your arousal, your sac tightening, your balls heavy with pleasure

I moaned as you started to pinch and tease my longing breasts, my sex now sopping wet

As you pulled my hair - pulling me off your length I was almost frustrated - how dare you

Your slap only made me hotter - you were pushing all the right buttons so far

'There is no way I am going to beg you arsehole' I volunteered - my voice faltering

Knowing I would beg you to do a lot more to me soon enough
 
I smirked. I could sense the hesitation in her voice. "Suit yourself," I said.

I grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her onto her feet. I swiftly turned her around, and bent her face down over her desk. I held her head down, twisted to one side so I could still see her face and hear her speak.

I grabbed the edge of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal a lacy black thong. The crotch was soaking wet. I put my finger over her slit, rubbing it up and down. As soon as I made contact she gasped in pleasure. I grabbed her thong at the thinnest part and ripped it right off, revealing her perfect pussy.

It was dripping wet. Her lips looked perfect, and she was perfectly shaved. I pulled her lips slightly open with my fingers. Rubbing her up and down, with every touch she convulsed. She continued to get wetter. I took the tip of my cock, and pushed it just against her lips. She moaned in pleasure as soon as she felt my thick head spread her lips open.

"That feels good, doesn't it? You want more?" She made a soft moaning noise. I pushed it in slightly further... then I pulled it out. I brought my hand down and slapped her ass. She gasped as I made contact, with the slap noise reverberating through the room.

"Then beg for it bitch. Beg in the dirtiest words you know. You know I control you"
 
Things were working out better than I expected

As I was pushed to the desk, my breasts pressing hard against my files I moaned with pleasure

I gasped as you pulled my skirt high - your long fingers caressed my cheeks before yanking my thong, delving into my oozing sex - god don't stop

I waited, sensing you moving to impale me, filling me - a moan escaped my lips

then you slid out - bastard

Your hand connected with my cheek - the heat spreading fast - connecting with my aroused state and then accelerating through my body - god I wanted you to have me anyway you could

'Fuck me you little loser - you know you want to - look at my sweet arse - you want to come don't you'

I wasn't going to beg for you yet - come on - let's see how much you really want to dominate me
 
I chuckled a bit as she continued to threaten me. I lifted my hand high into the air and brought it down on her ass again; she shuddered as I made contact. "You think you can talk to me like that?" I asked with a laugh. I spanked her again, this time leaving a red handprint. "Look at yourself, you're bent over your desk, presenting your pussy to me. Everything I do to you is setting you off," as I said this, I brought my hand down from the back of her head, suspecting she didn't at all mind staying in the position. I brought my hand down to her chest, and lightly rubbed my fingertips along the side of her breast. She shuddered.

"You want everything I do to you - you can't get enough. You want me to fuck you. You need me to fuck you." As I said this I walked around the desk to her front, kicking my pants off my ankles so I could walk more freely. I walked around in front of her. The desk was at the perfect height so that, bent over, her face was right at the level of my cock. I put a hand on top of her head, bending her neck up uncomfortably, and I forced my cock into her mouth again. Lying on her front, her mouth was elongated, so she accepted my dick with ease. I pistoned in and out of her throat a few times, then pulled out again, placing my wet cock in front of her face.

"I can see it in the way you look at it. You want it so bad." I cockslapped her again. "I'd be perfectly content with fucking your throat, cumming on your face and chest, and walking out the door. You'd have to walk down the hall covered in my cum to wash off. But I bet even thinking about that gets you off, doesn't it, you fucking slut?" I forced my cock back into her mouth, then I leaned over and slapped her on the ass again. Her lips tightened around my cock, as a moan slipped around the edges of my length. I pulled out and walked around back behind her.

I put my cock back into the same position. "You act like you're in control here, but you know you're not. You know that I can do anything I want to you, and you know you'll love every fucking second of it. You need me to fuck you, and you're gonna get it." With that, I grabbed her legs and pushed myself into her with one thrust. Her pussy was so wet that I glided in with ease. She gasped and moaned as I pushed into her. I thrusted back and forth, sensing her convulse with each push. I spanked her again, and as I did, I could feel her walls tighten around my shaft. "You feel how good that feels? How good it feels to let me have my way with you? For me to control you? Knowing that you're my bitch?"
 
My cheeks were burning with pleasure and nothing you did could stop my juices spilling out of my wanting sex - you had gone past the point of no return, although you didn't know that

I watched as you stood before me, your slick length coated with my saliva, teasingly inches from my eager mouth - my tongue running over my lips in anticipation

I sucked your length into me as you slid down my throat, filling me completely, god I was aroused

Then you walked around me again, I sensed you but I wasn't sure what you would do next

Your strongs hands on my cheeks made me moan as you thrust deep into me, my sex making delicious sucking sounds as your thick, long length started sliding in and out

I pulled my cheeks wide apart for you and knew that you would be staring at my tight rosebud as you slid in and out of my wetness

'Come on you useless piece of shit - fuck me - see if you can last five minutes of my sweet cunt' I moaned
 
As she said that, I slapped her hard on the ass and stopped thrusting. I grabbed her ass with my hand tightly, squeezing it. "Now you listen to me, bitch. You need to learn some fucking manners." My cock was still buried to the hilt in her pussy, but my halt in thrusting was leaving her on the edge. I slowly inched my length out of her cunt, spanked her once again, and I walked around to the other side of her. I put one hand on her back, to keep her bent over. Leaving her pussy exposed, but still empty, was causing her visible discomfort. She was in visible discomfort from me leaving her. I grabbed her chin and tiled her head up so she could meet my gaze.

I rammed my cock back into her throat, but I didn't thrust. "Let's set one thing straight. You don't call me anything that doesn't give me the utmost respect. You can call me Sir, or Master, or nothing at all. But make sure you know your fucking place. Learn that , and we won't have any problems. You won't get this back in your cunt until you've learned it. Have I made myself clear?" I asked, removing my cock from her mouth so she could speak.
 
You hand felt so good on my cheek although as you pulled out I was mortified

You bastard I thought

Maybe you weren't such a dumb shit ...

I almost sucked the rock hard length into my mouth but as I was pinned to the desk you just left it there, my hot breath escaping through my nose as I tasted my sweet juices coating your length

'Fuck you - stick your useless piece of meat in me now' I spat out, waiting for the punishment which I was sure to earn

This time as your hand smacked me hard I realised this was as far as I could go without ending up bruised

'Fuck you Master' I groaned as I watched you smiling - knowing - oh you knew - you knew you had me where you wanted me - or did I have you where I wanted you

It didn't matter - today was a start of a new challenge

I started to straighten up, my splayed legs moving again - the blood circulating

'What are you looking at?'
 
"That's better."

I stuck my cock back in her mouth. "This will be standard now, when I'm talking to you," I said. "I don't want you interrupting me when I have something to say. And if you're not talking, you better be putting your mouth to good use."

"I'm glad you've learned your place. You may have a big important company, but when it comes down to just you and me, you're just an object for me to fuck. I can do what I want to you, and you need all of it. You enjoy it when I take what I want from you. You're a complete slut for me." I pulled myself out of her mouth. I returned back to my position behind her. I placed my dick back at the entrance to her slit. "Now do it right this time, bitch. I want to hear how badly you need me to fuck you. I want you to tell me what a slut you are, and how filthy you are." I slapped her ass again, her cheek beginning to swell and turn red. "This isn't a request, this is a command."
 
I felt you push me back down onto the table - your strong arms effortlessly holding me down as you fed your length back into my eager mouth - pumping in and out before slipping away and spreading my cheeks again

Bliss

I moaned as you entered your length sliding deep into me touching me just where I needed it, your balls pressing hard against my skin before you slid back out and then thrust harder again

'Yes you fuck - fuck me hard

harder

is that all you can do

fill me up - make me come

make me come you bastard'

as you started thrusting harder and harder my pleasure continued to build - god you were a stallion

'oh yes - yes - fuck that feels good - deeper - deeper - harder - fuck yeah - make me cum you bastard - make my pussy so raw for you'

I was pulling hard on my nipples now, the rockhard buds fully aroused and pleasurably sore
 
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