Her Executive Toy

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OC: Closed for Wanton and wet and myself. Enjoy; comments welcome.


IC:

Ruben was on the verge of being a big success, and he knew it. At the age of twenty four he was, he hoped, about to be offered a junior partnership at the property business for which he worked. 'Huntington Ltd.' had been founded forty years previously by Felix Huntington, now Lord Huntington and one of the most well-respected businessmen in England.

A prime example of social and business success, Felix was now a kind, generous and down to earth elderly man. He still, however, took a very active role in his growing empire. In three years of ill health, Felix had relied on Ruben more than was strictly fair. Now in better heath, and being a fair man, Felix was now prepared to reward the young man for having shown maturity and capability beyond his years.

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Knocking politely on the large double door of Felix' office, Ruben waited for the usual "Enter" and adjusted his tie. Opening the door, he found his employer behind his desk, tidying away some papers.

"Ah, Ruben" he beamed, his face creasing around his eyes. "Please, sit down my dear boy" he said, gesturing to a chair.

"Thank you sir" Ruben replied, seating himself and waiting for the other man to finish his sorting. After a few minutes, Felix cleared his desk and looked up at him. "Now, to business" he said, evidently cheerful. "As I dare say you've heard on the grapevine, I have decided to make some rather significant changes to... shall we say, the leadership of the company".

Ruben's heart was pounding now. He'd heard some rumours. Was his promotion imminent? Was he about to get a pay rise? Be put in charge of a special project?

Felix' voice brought him away from his own thoughts. "As you know, you have been invaluable to me and the success of the company recently. And at a time when I am considering taking less work on myself, I think the time has come, Ruben, to offer you the position of a Junior Partner.

Ruben's head swam. He couldn't believe his ears. Junior Partner. The expression on his face brought a chuckle from Felix. "Well, what do you think?" he asked.

"Sir, I'm amazed. It really is most kind" was all the young man could think of to say.

Felix beamed once more, crossing the room to shake Ruben's hand. "There is one more detail", he added. "Seeing as I shall be taking less of an active role, I decided to award a second Junior Partnership." Ruben hadn't been expecting this. If he had to share a position with any of the arrogant bastards from other departments he couldn't bear it. Felix continued.

"After a great deal of thought, I decided to appoint..." He was interrupted by a knock on his door.

"Ah this will be her now" he said, rising and walking to the door. Ruben's curiosity was raised. So, it was a 'she'...

Felix opened the door and stepped back to allow the third person enter.

"Allow me to introduce Miss Alexandra Huntington - my daughter"...

 

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"Good morning Daddy," said Alexandra Huntington, a statuesque, trim, smart-looking blonde entered her father's office with a flourish.

She was dressed in a business suit, but the cut was a little shorter and tighter than the rest of the women executives. Her longs legs streamed out from the cream-colored short skirt, and the white silky blouse she wore under the matching jacket displayed an ample amount of tanned cleavage.

"How about a kiss for your favorite daughter?" she said.

The old man, known as the strong and respected leader of his firm, blushed at his daughter. Felix Huntington clearly doted on her. Alexandra wrapped her arms around him giving him a kiss and a warm hug.

"There, that's better," she said. ""I love you Daddy."

It was then Alexandra noticed Ruben sitting in a chair in front of Felix's desk.

"This must be my new partner," she said, standing above Ruben as he remained seated, looking very uneasy at the moment. "It's nice to meet you. Daddy has told me you are very capable. I'm sure we'll enjoy working together . . . as long as you do everything I say."

With the last comment Alexandra laughed merrily, enjoying the stunned look on Ruben's face at her joke. Felix was laughing as well at his impertinent daughter. She always knew what to say to break the ice.

As Felix explained the general responsibilities of their new positions, it was clear he assigned a bigger portion of the duties to Felix. And although Alexandra would have less to do, she would share the decision-making.

"That sounds wonderful Daddy," Alexandra said (she would have to remember to call him Father in front of his outside business colleagues).

Turning to Ruben, Alexandra said, "I hope you don't mind, but Daddy and I came in Sunday and I already picked out my office. It's the corner one with the private study and master bathroom."

"It's slightly bigger than yours, but I didn't think you would mind," she said. "If that's all Daddy, then Ruben and I should be getting busy. We won't let you down."

Alexandra rose and gave her father a peck on the cheek as she turned to leave his office.

"Come on, Ruben, I'll show you to your new office," she said. "It adjoins mine."

"Bye Daddy!"

 

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Ruben was in a slight daze. Managing to croak "Good Morning, Sir" to Felix and shake his hand once more, he was led, it felt, by Alexandra along the corridor and to their new office suite.

Normally level-headed and logical, he struggled to stop his mind racing from the morning's events. Firstly, he had secured a Junior Partnership. Secondly, his new co-worker was no less than the Director's daughter, and (not least, he told himself), she happened to be gorgeous.

Ruben hardly heard a word of her chatter as they entered a small central entrance lobby which gave access to both offices. As she had indicated, they weren't quite identical; hers slightly larger and benefiting from two sides of large windows, being on the corner of the building. Alexandra opened the door to his room and walked straight in. He saw someone had had the foresight to bring some of his belongings up already. Although his old office had been stylish, these offices were in a different league. A floor-to-ceiling window looked out over the city, giving an impressive view and bathing the room in light. Details like the smaller cloakroom, the small leather sofa and drinks cabinet finished it off.

For a moment Ruben was lost in his own thoughts. Usually modest, he allowed himself to feel justifiably proud. After a few seconds, Alexandra's voice brought him back to the office...

 

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"How do you like it?" asked Alexandra, walking over to Ruben with a bottle of champagne and two glass flutes. "I think we should celebrate, don't you?"

Ruben was speechless, but wasn't able to resist the stunning daughter of his boss, even if she was technically considered a colleague.

Alexandra opened the champagne and poured for them both.

"Let's toast to success and control over the future," she said as she lifted her flute to her lips. Ruben did likewise and downed the bubbly in one quick gulp. Alexandra took only a sip but was ready with the bottle to fill Ruben's flute again.

Alexandra made a big show of walking around Ruben's office, and, though it was smaller than her own, by any standard it was plush. She offered several more toasts to their combined success, and Ruben continued to drink liberally. Alexandra still hadn't drank more than a third of her first flute.

Ruben was clearly intimidated by Alexandra. Not only would he have to be careful about working with her because of her access to her father, but she was gorgeous. She was slightly taller than Ruben and her long blonde hair tumbled down her neck in a wreath of sexy curls.

"Ruben, I want you to know that I'm looking forward to working together," Alexandra said. "I can be aggressive when I need to be and don't like to lose control of any situation, especially when we are negotiating contracts. I can tell you are capable and able to follow orders. Daddy said so. He said you are the best at serving the interests of the company. Here, have another drink."

Ruben smiled weakly and downed yet another glass of champagne. There was something about the beautiful Alexandra that caused him some trepidation, and his mind was becoming a little fuzzy from the champagne.

"I can be quite stern," Alexandra said. "When I give orders to my staff I expect them to be followed precisely. I hope you understand and support me."

Ruben just nodded.

"Another thing," Alexandra said. "I have asked the staff to submit to an interview by me so I can get to know them better. We could get your submission over with right now if you like."

Ruben looked blankly at Alexandra. His mind was clearly spinning from the combination of the booze and the suggestiveness of Alexandra's words. He nodded toward her to indicate his willingness to interview immediately.

"Come over here, Ruben, you look like you're a little worse for wear," she said. "Too much to drink? Sit on the edge of that coffee table for a minute and I'll get you some coffee."

Shortly, Alexandra held a cup of coffee before the young male executive, which he sipped on continuously to avoid burning his mouth. He finally downed the contents of the cup, not realizing that Alexandra had spiked it with a knock-out drug. She watched for Ruben to pass out and was there to catch him when he did. She laid him down on the coffee table.

"So easy," Alexandra said to the unconscious Ruben. "I hope you didn't think I would actually share this junior partnership with such a weakling. Before I'm done with you, you'll be thankful you still have a job, much less a reputation."

Alexandra started to undress her passed-out junior partner, pulling the table over near a window where there was plenty of light. She arranged Ruben artfully, carrefully folding his arm over a champagne bottle. She placed his other hand on his shriveled cock, and then covered his hand with her own, rapidly pumping the soft dick until it became hard. Several more strokes had Ruben moaning in his unconscious state, until he erupted all over himself, streams of white gooey cum splashing from his neck to his stomach.

Alexandra released Ruben, carefully making sure his hand still caressed his cock. Then she scooped a small pool of cum with her fingers and deposited it on Ruben's upper lip. He was an obscene sight to behold.

Then, Alexandra rushed into her office and grabbed her digital camera.

 

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Ruben had been rather dazed even without the champagne. He'd sat and nodded in agreement to most of what Alexandra had been saying, not letting the words register. With the combination of the rapid promotion, the shock of sharing his position with a stunning young woman, and her control of the situation, the young man was pretty shell-shocked.

As he was instructed, rather than invited, to perch on his own coffee table and drink from the cup Alexandra brought him, her voice seemed further away. His vision blurred a little, and his head grew heavier. His gaze shifted involuntarily down her form as his head lowered, a frown of earnest concentration covering his face. Ruben's last sight was of Alexandra's sharply-pointed shoe tapping in impatience, before he slumped forward and lost all consciousness.

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Ruben half-opened his eyes and groaned, as if hung-over. The alcohol wouldn't have had such an effect, he told himself. As his senses returned, he took notice of his position. He lay on the couch in his office, his trousers unzipped, and the warm afterglow-feeling of an orgasm lingering around his body. Half-sitting up, he tried to remember. Had he imagined several flashes of light; noise of movement, far, far away?

The wet feel and strong smell of his own cum covered his shirt and tie. Becoming aware of a dry throat and fierce thirst, he licked his lips...

"...the HELL?" he mumbled, as he wiped the back of his hand across his face, examining his skin as it glistened with his own seed. Trying to stand to reach the water tower, he lost control of his limbs, slumping half-on-half-off the couch in an undignified heap. Before his co-ordination returned, the door to the room opened and Alexandra stalked in, a smug smile lighting up her face. Without speaking, she sat herself down at his desk, reclining in the large chair. A slender arm extended to the computer screen before her, and spun it around to face a dishevelled and confused Ruben.

Ruben's eyes bulged at the pictures displayed on the monitor. His stomach lurched. Alexandra remained silent, but her expression and arched eyebrow said everything. After a minute or so of the most excruciating silence Ruben thought possible, he found his voice.

"What... seriously... why?" he croaked, pathetically.

 

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"I hope you didn't think we were going to be equal partners here," Alexandra said to Ruben as he viewed the obscene pictures of himself on a computer monitor. "Burn these images into your mind, Ruben, so that you don't forget them. It would be very easy to send an email to Daddy with a few, let's say, embarassing attachments of the man who will be working with his darling baby girl."

Alexandra knew Ruben was intimidated by her father, the president of the company. And, she knew her so-called colleague would do just about anything, or possibly everything, to avoid having the pictures arrive on her father's desk.

"What... seriously... why?" Ruben croaked, pathetically.

"What, why?" Alexandra mimicked as Ruben stared at the photos of himself, to all appearances dead drunk and covered in his own sperm. "Well, what I see is a weakling, a pussy boy who doesn't have the talents or the masculnity to be successful in this company."

"And, I won't have anyone holding me back," she said. "I intend to own this company someday and I don't need any pussy boys in a position of authority."

"But don't worry, you still have your job. I'll need you for a variety of services," Alexandra said. "I just needed to make sure you be cooperative. It was easy, really. Men like you are simple to control. And I look forward to exerting a lot of control over you, my pussy boy junior partner."

"And I know you'll be obedient, won't you pussy boy?" she said. "I have several large contracts coming up for negotiation with some of the top women's firms in the city. I think you'll prove to be a valuable asset. As long as you learn how to take orders."

Alexandra could see Ruben was defeated as he realized the situation he was in. She delighted in the victory and looked forward to many successful business meetings.

"Here are your first orders, pussy boy," Alexandra said. "Wipe your cum off and get yourself cleaned up. We have work to do. But before you get dressed and report back to my office, put these on."

Alexandra reached out to Ruben and dangling from her hand was a pair of ruffled red panties.

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After Alexandra had stalked from the room, smiling evilly, Ruben had stood dumb-founded in his office bathroom. In a matter of hours he had been promoted to one of the most prestigious positions in the city, then lost it all in a humiliating farce.

Blushing madly, he washed and changed into a clean shirt, adjusted his tie, cleaned his teeth and combed his hair. Then came the difficult bit. Looking at the panties in his hand, he couldn’t believe what Alexandra wanted him to do. For a moment, he played with the idea of not doing as she asked. Would she know if he didn’t comply?

His mind flashed to the pictures, the name she’d used more than one… “pussy boy”. He felt insulted yet thrilled at the same time. It was then he knew she was serious. Who was he kidding… she would definitely not hesitate to show her father the perverse pictures. His head spun at the thought. He’d be fired in a heartbeat. He’d probably lose his company pension. His car, his perks and respect. He’d never find work in the city again… “SHIT, he’d probably SUE me for something!” he spat to his reflection in the mirror.

The panties she’d left lay draped over the bathroom counter, taunting him. He only had to look at them and he felt a burning shame pass over him.

Sighing deeply, the defeated young man slowly unbuckled his belt, stepped out of his trousers and then his boxer-shorts. He swallowed hard. He felt stupid beyond belief as he reached out for the panties, almost shaking, pulling them up…

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To his horror, Ruben stood outside Alexandra’s office door a few minutes later with an obvious erection. In spite of himself, when he’d stepped out of his bathroom, looking his normal smart self, he’d felt the first stirrings of his cock. He hated himself for it. “Pussy boy” he heard Alexandra’s voice snipe at him in his head. As if to torment him on purpose, his growing manhood lurched in his trousers.

Blushing deep crimson, and still feeling disgusted with himself, a very sheepish Ruben knocked on the door and entered.

 

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"Ruben! There you are," said Alexandra Huntington as the shamed junior partner entered her office. "I was just telling Daddy here that we'll make him proud and bring plenty of new business to the company."

Ruben, his head swirling from the bizarre twists and turns already during his first meeting with the boss's daughter, was stunned to see Lord Huntington relaxing in an easy chair in Alexandra's office. He had been so self-conscious about being forced to wear frilly red panties under his suit that the unexpected presence of the company president and CEO was quite a shock. He tried to quell his growing unease, and his growing erection.

"Ruben and I already have had a meeting about our future plans of the department, Daddy, and I think we're going to get along just fine," Alexandra said. "Ruben is so easy to work with and so efficient. He has even submitted to me . . . some ideas about representing our female owned companies."

Lord Felix Huntington was pleased at his daughter's zest for her new job, and was relieved that his his trusted executive Ruben had hit it off so well with her.

"Alexandra my dear, I know you'll be the best executive I have in no time," Lord Huntington said. "That's why I felt it was important to pair you up with Ruben here. I know he'll do exactly what you need done. Right Ruben?"

Ruben could only nod in agreement as he knew he already had been forced to comply with his daughter's wishes.

"I want you to take good care of my little girl, Ruben," Lord Huntington continued. "Show her your best efforts. I know you well enough to know you are very talented and can perform on a variety of levels. And, by the way, you need to behave with my darling girl. I don't want to hear someday that you are trying to get in her pants."

"Daddy!!!" Alexandra squealed. "You are such a scamp! You're embarassing me."

Inwardly Alexandra was gleeful at the knowledge that Ruben had already managed to get in her panties. In fact, he was already wearing them now.

"Well, I'll be off now," Lord Huntington said as he rose from the chair. "I expect good things from you two."

Alexandra walked her father to the door, closing and locking it behind her as he left. She grinned wickedly as she looked at the stunned and forlorn Ruben. She walked over and sat in the chair her father had just vacated.

"I want to see if my father is right, pussy boy," Alexandra said to Ruben. "Can you really perform at all levels? Well, let's find out. Come over here and get on your knees and lick my pussy for awhile. We'll see if you're any good."

"By the way, how to my pretty panties feel?"

 

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As soon as the door had been closed and locked behind him, Ruben knew he was in for further humiliation. He couldn’t believe his ears when the daughter of one of the most respected businessmen in the country commanded him to crawl over to her and lick her pussy.

It took what felt like minutes for his head to clear. He knew it was too late now – it wasn’t some distasteful joke. Cheeks burning from shame, he sunk to all fours and knelt in-between Alexandra’s legs. She didn’t seem too bothered by his hesitations; after all, he thought bitterly, she could afford to wait – she had him by balls – literally. Not even looking at him, her hands slid down to raise her cream skirt above her hips, revealing her soft thighs and bare lips. For an instant he wondered where her underwear was, but the minute he did so his growing erection gave him a shameful reminder.

“By the way, how do my pretty panties feel?”

His face almost the same colour as the lingerie he was wearing, Ruben looked up at her from the office floor. She couldn’t be seriously expecting him to describe it. She didn’t care what it felt like; she wanted amusement he told himself. Trying to think of an answer leading to as little ridicule as possible, the intimidated young man managed to squeak a pathetic “stupid… girly?” before Alexandra’s tittering laugh stopped the need to continue embarrassing himself.

“Just get on with your task, pussy boy”

Ruben knelt forwards like an obedient pet, tentatively traced her inner thigh with his tongue, his whole body shaking at the absurdity of the situation. Moving up to flick his tongue over her lips, he traced her opening slowly, before he warmed to the task and started alternating his patterns; long lines down her lips, then across faster, up to suck her clit into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth, an ‘s’ shape down and then starting all over again.

His cock throbbing hard inside his trousers, Ruben was soon lapping at Alexandra faster and her right hand travelled down to twist her fingers in his hair, pushing his face down so he had no choice but to carry on with his work.

 

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Alexandra enjoyed watching her new executive partner kiss and lick her pussy. It was a power trip designed to put Ruben in his place, establishing the hierarchy in the office. Not that Alexandra needed any help. Her father, after all, was president and CEO of the company who adored his daughter. She knew Daddy would be shocked to see his formerly confident executive taking advantage of his little girl.

"Very good, pussy boy," Alexandra said. "What a good cuntlicker you are!"

Alexandra was in a relaxed mood as she leaned back in her chair, her skirt around her waist as Ruben used his tongue aggressively to lick the cream from the folds of her pussy. And, there was plenty of cream to suck up as Alexandra became increasingly aroused at Ruban's oral service.

"Just marvelous," she said as she grabbed Ruben's hair on both sides of his head and writhed against his face. "I want you to know pussy boy, that I'll be looking for plenty of opportunities to massage your face with my cunt. You'll be lapping at my cream a lot."

The intercom on Alexandra's desk buzzed as her secretary announced a call from Lisa Dahl, publisher of a new magazine that was being financed by Huntinton LTD.

"Please ring her through," Alexandra said, waiting for the publisher to come on the line. "Lisa! Darling! How nice to hear from you!"

As Lisa talked, Alexandra looked down at Ruben and smiled as he continued to lick and suck her pussy. He looked positively mortified as was forced to continue his pussy licking in the presence of another woman, even if she was only on the phone.

"I'm glad to hear the magazine is going so well, Lisa," Alexandra said. "And I'd be very interested to discuss your expansion plans. I think you've struck a chord with women with your new approach and I'm happy you've already surpassed your revenue projections."

Lisa explained the changes in content while Alexandra listened raptly.

"It's a winner, Lisa," she said. "I love the concept. Women need a source to learn how to increase their confidence at home, at work, and especially with men. The editorial changes you're suggesting should do that. I've always thought men should be more 'at your service' and not always expecting the upper hand. Maybe they should see the back of a hand. We'll have the men in this country on their knees before us in no time."

Lisa and Alexandra laughed at the thought. If only Lisa knew that Alexandra literally had a man on his knees at this very moment drinking of her womanly essence and worshipping her sex.

Alexandra made an appointment for Lisa to discuss their new venture and hung up.

"Well, well, well, pussy boy, I guess you're a trendsetter," she said. "You've been toying with my pussy long enough. I want you to make me cum and I intend to climax all over your face."

Ruben increased the tempo of his cunt licking and explored every fold of Alexandra's hot and wet pussy. She held his head at times and rubbed her sex all over his face, making it shine and glisten. She loved hearing the sounds he made as he tonged and kissed her cunt. She was using him as a tool to get off, nothing more.

As Alexandra thought about helping spread the word about the subservience of men, her mind wandered to the riches such a venture could generate. She daydreamed about being fabulously rich, and using her wealth for her pleasure.

The thoughts about having millions of dollars at her disposal, and the feeling of Ruben's insistent tongue lapping at her pussy, sent Alexandra over the edge.

"That's in pussy boy," she murmured as she started a slow, but intense, orgasm. "Lick my juices. My cream is flowing just for you. Lap it all up. Show your mistress how much you appreciate being allowed to humiliate yourself for her."

 

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It was humiliating beyond belief to be expected to carry on licking at Alexandra whilst she took a telephone call; as if he were just a bit of office furniture or stationary, Ruben thought.

He felt used but turned on both physically and mentally as his young boss carried on her conversation as though everything was normal. He tried to block out the words, concentrating instead on trying to please her... Trying to keep my job, he reminded himself.

By now his dick was twitching uncontrollably, and he cringed in embarrassment as he felt the material of the panties growing wet from his leaked pre-cum.

Concentrating harder, he worked his tongue faster and faster, flicking it up over her clit, circling it, stabbing it gently in and out of her tight entrance like a viper. After what seemed like an eternity, the conversation ended.

"That's in pussy boy," Alexandra murmured as she started a slow, but intense, orgasm. "Lick my juices. My cream is flowing just for you. Lap it all up. Show your mistress how much you appreciate being allowed to humiliate yourself for her."

At these words, Ruben lost all pretence of dignity. He buried his face in-between Alexandra's legs, lapping and panting at her hot sex. As she neared climax she tightened her grip of his head with her hands and then her thighs, grinding his face roughly against her. Breathing became more difficult as she altered her position to sit right back in the chair, her legs clamped around his head. Ruben found he had to lick to keep a steady breath, and it wasn't long before her juices were trickling down his face, cheeks, chin and throat as she rode his face aggressively.

Gradually, Alexandra felt her pussy twinge uncontrollably. Her left hand twisted into his hair whilst her right moved down to spread her lips. Ruben felt his head moved back a fraction as she spread her dripping cunt wide.

Having been guilty of watching a fair amount of porn facials in his life, Ruben bitterly recognised the irony and role-reversal of the situation. Squirming with shame, he braced himself for what he knew was about to happen...

 

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Alexandra looked through dreamy eyes at Ruben, his face shining with her pussy cream. She had laid back in her chair and had extended her legs to Ruben's shoulders. Her ankles were clasped behind his head as she displayed her wet and quivering cunt to his gaze. He looked miserable.

But Alexandra wasn't done.

"Look closely at that gaping pussy," she said to Ruben as she wiggled her cunt right before him. "It's now your job to keep me completely satisfied, whenever I ask. When I need relief you'll immediately kneel start sucking me. I want to see your head buried between my legs. In fact, I'm putting you in charge of cunt licking."

Alexandra locked her ankles and pulled Ruben's face towards her wet and gaping hole. She grabbed his hair and mashed his face in her wetness. She released him but kept her ankles around his neck as he sat back and spread her knees wide apart.

"You look great, pussy boy," she said. "I like the way my juice looks running down your face. Do you like the smell? You'll learn to love it after awhile. I want you to wear my scent always. I want you to smell me and remember that I control you now, both at the office and in private. And, just to make sure you'll obey, I need to mark my territory."

At that, Alexandra grinned lewdly at Ruben and let loose a stream of piss that splashed in his face. He was so shocked at the obscene act he opened his mouth in surprise, which soon was filled with the golden flow from Alexandra's pulsing pussy. He swallowed the warm liquid as her stream continued, soaking the junior executive and utterly degrading him. He knelt before her in shame, soaked with Alexandra's piss, humiliated to the core. His cock was rock hard.

"Aren't you just the perfect slut," she said. "I piss all over you and you take it like a good pussy boy. I'll bet you're excited by your servitude. Let me see. Stand up and drop your pants."

Ruben rose from the floor and quickly dropped his pants. His cock was engorged against the frilly red panties he wore, a stream of pre-cum was leaking through the front.

"Oh my!" Alexandra said. "I knew you were secretly enjoying your shame. You look close to climaxing yourself, pussy boy. Would you like to cum?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said.

"All right then," she said. "You can come, but only on my command."

Alexandra sat forward in her desk chair, her head at the level of Ruben's panty-clad cock, her mouth just inches away.

"You cock is leaking, pussy boy," Alexandra said, breathing heavily as she continued to taunt her business partner. "You must be very excited by me. And here all I've done is show you your place. I'm glad your being such a good boy. Daddy will be very proud."

As Ruben stood before bAlexandra, he watched as she hovered near his stiff cock, which strained even more against the skimpy panties he wore. He was excited to see this gorgeous blonde just inches away from his hardness. Even though she was completely humiliating him, he was as excited as he ever had been.

"Pussy boy you've had a very rigorous day," she said. "Just think, earlier you were lying on the office couch covered in your own cum. Disgusting. Then, you volunteered to wear my frilly panties, like the little pussy licker you are. I know you enjoyed sucking my pussy and wearing my cream. And I can tell you were turned on as I splashed my piss in your slutty face."

"Now you stand before me with an erection the looks ready to burst," she said. "But you can't let go because I haven't ordered it yet. Your cock is mine, pussy boy. And you KNOW you want to cum. You KNOW you want to serve me. You KNOW you like the servitude. I'll bet you'd even like it if I called the secretaries in here to watch you shoot your cum all over the place. I'm sure you'd be humiliated at the shocked gazes, and embarrassed beyond belief as they watched you shame yourself in the office. Would you like the girls to come in, pussy boy, and see you like this?"

"No, ma'am," Ruben said in a panic, but the thought of degrading himself before an audience of women caused his cock to grown even harder.

"Then cum for me now, pussy boy," Alexandra said. "I want to watch closely as your seed erupts from your nasty cock. I want to see you spill your sperm in my frilly panties while you imagine who else could be watching someday."

It was all too much for Ruben as his trapped cock became engorged and erupted. He could feel the warmth of his sperm spreading as he fouled his partner's panties.

"What a slut," Alexandra said.