The Breeding Submissive (closed for LissomeYen)

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Richard Bates is a 35 year old multimillionaire who is famous for building his deceased father's startup software company into a global corporation. At 6'6" 245 lbs, blond hair, blue eyes, he wasn't in the best of shape, but his smarts made up for not having a six pack, and was still considered good looking, even before the ladies got to his 8" uncircumcised cock. He and his wife, Susan, have also been involved in many philanthropic endeavors and are well renowned across the world. for years, Richard and Susan were trying to conceive and have children, but never were able to successfully get pregnant.

Secretly, Richard and Susan have a dominant/submissive relationship, not the full '50 Shades' kind of submissive, but still, Susan would do anything that Richard asked her to do. Susan is also bi and would switch to being dominant when with a female. The two of them would together have a college aged sub that would submit to both of them, while Susan still submitted to Richard, and in turn, would pay for all of the sub's college expenses.

One day, as Susan was coming home from a charity event, her limo was struck by a drunk driver and her, the limo driver, and the drunk driver, all died within days of the accident. Knowing that they had been trying to conceive, she had requested in her will that her eggs be harvested from her body such that they could be used to conceive via in vitro and a surrogate mother. What was reported in the news was that the doctors were successful in harvesting the eggs and were kept in cold storage. In private, the eggs were harvested, but it was determined that she was the source of the couple's infertility. Richard's sperm was tested and determined to be very fertile and could still fertilize a woman's eggs.

18 months have passed since Susan's death. Richard has been able to cope fully, especially with the help of his current sub, Carrie Mills, and is ready to move on. However, Carrie is about to graduate college and move back to her hometown for a job she has lined up. The cover for the submissive relationship was that the sub would have the job of Personal Assistant to both Richard and Susan. When the current sub was about to graduate, she would find the next girl suitable to be the next sub for them. Richard, on his own, decided to devise a plan. His next sub would be a girl who would have as close of a resemblance to Susan as possible. After going through the normal training procedures and ensuring that this sub will fit his needs, he planned to offer the sub a permanent position as the woman who would pretend to be his surrogate mother having Susan's embryos implanted in her, but in reality, is being bred by Richard naturally, and being close enough to Susan in appearance, no one would be none the wiser. This sub would become Richard's full-time fuck toy and would spend years being bred by Richard to have as many children as possible.

Carrie is not made aware of these long term plans, but is told in finding the next sub to find someone that closely resembled Susan as possible. She managed to find a potential candidate, and after an initial phone interview that seemed like a normal Personal Assistant interview, this candidate is currently being driven to Richard's mansion for an in-person interview.

As he's waiting for this candidate to arrive, he can feel his cock starting to swell, knowing where this in-person interview will eventually lead to.
 
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Mia Alcott was incredibly excited. As a business major she had of course heard of Richard Bates in her classes when her teachers used his company and success as an example, and now she was being personally driven to that very man's house--no, mansion--for an interview. It seemed unreal, and during the quiet ride she even pinched her slender forearm a few times, just to make sure she wasn't dreaming. She wasn't disappointed.

Carrie, one of the girls in her morning class that she had spoken with only a few times, had offered this job interview to her out of the blue, and although she wondered why her out of the probably more than qualified students in her class, she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. With this job she could add to her resume, network, and more importantly earn money for school.

Her parents, or should she say her dad, with his conservative, pull yourself up by your bootstraps upbringing, had refused to pay for any of her tuition besides a monthly stipend for food and shelter. Her mother, as usual, had just agreed with him, and if she had any concerns she didn't voice them. Mia had been expecting it, of course, and now was her time to prove herself to them--to prove that she could get along in the world without their constant nagging and disapproval.

She shifted in her seat, adjusting the seatbelt that pressed uncomfortably tight against her large breasts and combing her fingers through thick, dark hair. Gentle hazel eyes gazed out at the scenery passing by. Obviously she had looked up Richard Bates beforehand, and she hadn't been disappointed with what Google images showed her--a powerfully built man, with commanding eyes and a strong jaw. In the evening she had gone to sleep with the fantasies playing out in her mind--walking around, naked save for a pair of stilettos, in his office, showing off for him, spreading her legs for him, licking a thick, juicy cock under his desk in the morning and feeling it shoved inside her in the afternoon, that big, powerful body looming over and dwarfing her 5'3", 110 lbs frame, big, capable hands on her narrow waist or slipping down to her wide hips, D cup breasts jiggling.

Of course, they were only fantasies, but the fact that he looked like exactly her type only fueled her excitement for this interview.

The car drew up to the mansion and Mia exited, adjusting her little black dress--she had assumed that a man as powerful as he was would appreciate a little leg and cleavage. Fantasies aside, she wasn't unwilling to user her sex appeal--and it was just the thing her parents would disapprove of.

Awed and growing progressively more nervous by the sheer size of the mansion, the 18 year old walked inside.
 
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As Mia walked through the door into my office, Richard couldn't help but let out a silent gasp. He didn't think it was possible, but he found a woman more sexy that his wife. Mia had a similar facial makeup to Susan, was a little shorter, had the same wide hips, but this girl's tits paled in comparison to Susan's A cup. It was the one thing that both Richard and Susan felt was lacking in her. Both however agreed that Susan's natural tits, though small, would be better than getting plastic surgery, as Richard despised fake tits. So they would always find subs that had big tits, but Mia's certainly fit the bill.

Richard couldn't help but get ahead of himself and imagine how big Mia's tits will get after breeding her and see her tits balloon even with how much milk thy'd produce for his babies, and spending nights getting a taste for himself of her milk jugs. Richard shook his head and composed himself as best he could, considering his cock was rock hard. He had to do everything in his power to not just bend her over his desk and fuck her immediately.

Richard stood up as Mia reached his desk. "Good morning, Ms. Alcott. I'm Richard Bates, and might I say, you look lovely today." They shook hands before they were both seated.

Richard took our a folder with a document and handed it to Mia. "Let's get down to business. I was very impressed with your phone interview for this position as my Personal Assistant. As I'm sure you're aware, Ms. Alcott, my wife was killed 18 months ago by a drunk driver, and part of this in-person interview will include certain details about my deceased wife's and I's privacy. As such, I need you to sign this confidentiality agreement. In layman's terms, the agreement says that what is discussed in this interview between the two of us remains in this room, and if either of us reveals anything to the public that the other does not want shared, the offended party has the right to sue for defamation. I will need you to sign this agreement before we move forward with the interview."
 
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Google images didn't lie, and Mia was not disappointed in the real life visage of Mr. Bates--he looked as every bit as imposing and powerful as she had imagined. She wondered what it would feel like to run her hands over his shoulders and biceps, how he would react if she nipped at that tender place right below his jawline.

"Good morning. Thank you very much," she said as they shook hands, enjoying the way his larger hand enfolded hers. Would she ever get over their size difference? She didn't think so. A part of her had thought that if she actually met an older man that matched her fantasies, she would cool down, start looking for men her age with slender builds and rock solid abs--the typical swimmer build that all young women her age seemed attracted to--but seeing this man now only tantalized her, solidified her attraction and made her burn. Dear god, she hoped she could at least get through this interview with her dignity intact.

Mia took the document and took a seat, skimming over it while Richard explained its contents. She gave a nod of her head when he was finished. "I completely understand. I know that, as a person with your level of influence on the world, you need to be more careful. Especially with social media these days," she said, smiling up at him and placing the paper on his desk. She took a pen she found laying there and leaned forward slightly to sign the agreement, aware that he was at a perfect vantage point to ogle at her breasts.

"Signed," she said, capping the pen and smiling up at him as she slid it back to his end of the desk. She tapped the tip of the pen against her full, red bottom lip as she thought for a moment, before placing it down. "I brought my resume if you'd like to go over it. As I said in the phone interview, because of my age I don't have a lot of experience now, but I'm an incredibly quick learner, and very flexible."
 
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"I appreciate your preparation, Ms. Alcott. But that won't be necessary. I prefer it that you have no previous experience, because I like my Personal Assistants to work a certain way, and it's better to have the clay unmolded so I can mold it specifically the way I want it." Richards says, making a pottery motion that looks like he's drawing a woman's curves in the air. "I'll cut to the chase right now and inform you that the fact that you are sitting here in my office means that if you want the job, it's yours." Knowing that she'll react when Richard says that, he immediately put his hand up. "Now before you say anything and agree to the job, there are a couple of things you need to be aware of."

"First, you are not an employee of my corporation. You are being hired by me personally. There is no Human Resources, no code of ethics, no harassment policy. There is just me and you. This relationship we will be entering must have a high level of trust, and I need you to be able to inform me if you are uncomfortable with anything that is asked of you. From this point forward, throughout the entirety of this arrangement, whether it ends today or years from now, anything I ask of you, no matter what it is, there is no push back, either you do it, or you will resign from the position. If you refuse to do something I ask, I will not force you to do it, but the act of refusal will be interpreted as offering your resignation. However the confidentiality agreement stands, and if you desire to leave, for whatever reason, you can be rest assured that as long as you do not break your side of the confidentiality agreement, I won't break it either, no matter what your reason for leaving is."

"Second, this position is a 24/7 position. I will be paying you enough money to take care of all of your monthly costs as well as a stipend. There is a separate room in the mansion that will be your room, you will move in as soon as possible, and I will pay to get you out of your current living arrangement. As you are well aware, Ms. Mills is my current Personal Assistant, but if you will be accepting the positions, Ms. Mills will be moving out at the end of the week and you will have her room to do with as you will at that time. But I digress, with this being a 24/7 position, your number one priority is to me. Your job is to keep me sane and satisfied. You will be allowed to have personal time to yourself, be it to your studies, your family or friends, but you must keep a schedule and clear it with me. Unless there is a conflict where I need you at an event, as long as you are keeping me sane and satisfied, you are free to come and go as you please."

"Third, as my Personal Assistant, there will be times where we will be spending time together and you will need to conduct business with me while I am in a compromising position. For example, there will be times where I am in bed in the morning and you have an urgent call for me. I sleep in the nude, so you will have be comfortable with having normal, human interaction while one or both of us are in an immodest state of dress."

"Does all of that make sense, Ms. Alcott?"
 
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Mia’s lips slightly parted when Richard made an hourglass figure in the air, and she shifted slightly in her seat, face brightening when he outright offered the job. Although she knew he was definitely considering her after receiving the invitation to the mansion for an interview, she had expected another few weeks of waiting for a verdict after it was over. However, she held back her bubble of excitement when the man went on, sitting up straighter to show her attentiveness.

At first her excitement died down to wariness—his words, at least for the first few minutes, sounded evasive, though she had no idea why someone so rich and powerful would purposefully try to ruin her, so she gave the man the benefit of the doubt and kept an open mind.

And then things began to make sense.

A close, personal relationship with him…24/7 position…a room of her own in the mansion…and lastly, “human interaction in an immodest state of dress.”

Her cheeks burned and her eyes flickered away and focused on her lap, where her hands were clutched. To the man’s credit, Richard Bates had described the position being offered as subtle, kind and polite as possible, but he was essentially looking for a plaything. A sexual partner. A whore. He found her attractive and he wanted her.

Mind spinning, Mia glanced back up at Richard with doe-like eyes. “Y-yes. That makes sense.” She licked her lips, eyes lingering on him.

She found him attractive, that much was certain. And she didn’t doubt his ability to compensate her. He had also provided an out—she could sever ties with him with no consequences or danger to her career or personal life.

But was she that type of girl? Could she really go through with this and sleep well at night? Her parents wouldn’t approve, but that didn’t matter to her any longer. People would probably learn that she was living with him, but his mansion was large--if they thought there was anything sexual between them, they would only be rumors.

Chest rising and falling quicker than before, Mia licked her lips again and glanced up at his face. “You’ll put our…agreement into writing? And…you won’t hurt me?” She thought for a moment longer. “I’d like to speak with Carrie, as well.”
 
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In the course that the ten years that Richard has had this Personal Assistant position, he has seen it all when the light bulb clicks for the candidate that sex will be involved. In some cases, where the candidate is more prudish that initially let on, will immediately say she wants no part of it and asks to leave. Some are in total slut mode and almost too willing to be sexually active with her boss, with Carrie being one of those instances. Mia's reaction was on par with most of the girls, where they get uncomfortable when the light bulb clicks, but after thinking about are willing to proceed. So Richard knew right away from Mia's body language that she had figured it out. Richard wasn't planning on getting to the sex portion of the deal this soon, but seeing as Mia had already figured out, he found in these situations it's best to just get the elephant out of the room.

"I can tell by your body language, Ms. Alcott, that you have figured out the hidden nature of the Personal Assistant position. If I may be candid, you can rest assured that you're not in any danger, and I have seen and heard every reaction possible to the nature of this arrangement. There will be a written agreement, but the ulterior motive of the Personal Assistant position, for reasons you can imagine, will not be included in the contract."

"So, to be blunt, yes, part of the job entails having intercourse with me. I am very dominant, sexually. Not in the '50 Shades' way on bondage, whips, restraints, etc. I naturally prefer it that my sexual partner be submissive to my desires. You can rest assured that I will not be administering physical pain towards you, unless that is what you want in the course of our intercourse. My wife, before she passed, was submissive to men, but was dominant to women. The intention for this position was to sexually satisfy both myself and my wife, but after her passing, this position has become all about satisfying my needs now that I have no other avenue to satisfy my high sex drive."

"If you want to talk to Ms. Mills, you can, but first, I need her to do something for me." Richard says, as reaches for his phone. "Ms. Mills, can you come in? We are ready for you."

Before Mia has time to react, the door to the office opens behind her, and Carrie walks through the door and locks it. As Carrie walks up to Richard, Mia can see that Carrie is completely naked. Her long red hair comes down and covers her 38DD breasts, her 5'7" 255 lbs BBW body sporting a large butt and full fire red bush above her pussy. Richard turn to his left away from Mia as Carrie approaches him. Without acknowledging Mia, Carrie asks, "What do you require of me, sir?"

"Ms. Mills, as I'm sure you're aware, Ms. Alcott's dress has made the fit of my pants become uncomfortable. Could you please take care of that for me?"

Carrie drops to her knees and crawls in between Richard's legs. "It will be my pleasure, sir." In front of Mia, Carrie unbuckles Richards belt, unzips his pants, and pulls his pants and boxers down to his ankles, freeing his uncircumcised cock. As she was trained by Richard, Carrie pulls back Richard's foreskin, and begins to kiss and flick with her tongue the exposed head of his cock. She then starts to lick the base of his shaft and spends a couple of minutes using only her tongue to please his cock, before taking it in her mouth.

Richard lets out a soft, low groan, and without looking over at Mia, says "Ms. Alcott, if you feel the need to sexually satisfy yourself, feel free to do so."
 
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Mia couldn’t help but feel relieved when he told her there wouldn’t be any bondage—although she wasn’t against that particular kink, having never tried it, it would have been too much given the circumstances.

She was about to ask the man what else would be required of her when Carrie walked inside, and the young woman stilled, eyes widening—the woman was completely naked.

Mia watched, as if in a trance, as the woman knelt before him and pulled out a thick, long cock—kissing it as if it were an old friend. Mia bit her lip, eyes never leaving his cock, and all embarrassment in the situation seemed to wash away as her arousal heated up.

A few minutes went by, the sound of Carrie’s slurps filling the room, and finally Mia took Richard’s invitation and her hand smoothed up her thigh, disappearing beneath her dress. She let out a little gasp as she began circling her fingers around her hard clit through her panties as she watched that cock disappear and reappear in the woman’s mouth—it looked delicious.

Her panties were already moist; Mia’s fingers traced down to feel at her warm hole before moving back up to slip her whole hand beneath her panties, chest rising and falling faster.
 
Carrie continued to suck Richard's cock using all of the instruction Richard had given her years ago. Richard petted Carrie on the head before speaking to her, "Ms. Mills, did you prepare your pussy like I instructed?"

Carrie took her mouth off his cock and slowly started moving his foreskin back and forth with her hand. "Yes, sir. I used my vibrator just like you asked, sir. I made myself cum thinking about your big, hard cock fucking my tiny, little pussy. My pussy is soaking wet for you, sir. I need to be fucked, sir. Please, sir. I want you to fuck me so bad."

"Good girl, remove my clothes and get up on my desk."

"Yes, sir. I'll do anything for you, sir." Carrie then let go of his cock to untie Richard's shoes, and remove the pile of clothes around his ankles. She then stood up and unbuttoned Richard's shirt and removed it and his undershirt. Carrie then sat up on the desk and laid down, turning her head so she could see Mia. Richard then stepped up to the desk and mounted Carrie, driving his cock all the way into her, until his cock bottomed out and hit Carrie's cervix. Carrie made eye contact with Mia just as she was being entered. Her eyes widened and she let out a loud moan. "OHH!!! Thank you, sir. Thank you for fucking me, sir." Carrie then locked her legs around Richard's hips.

As Richard began to fuck Carrie, he looked up at Mia with a hand up her dress, and said, "Ms. Alcott, I would imagine it would be easier for you if you joined in our nakedness. Also, now that Ms. Mills mouth is free, you may ask her any question you want, but you will only get to ask questions to Ms. Mills about the job while my cock is inside her."
 
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Mia wasn’t sure if she was in a state of shock or ecstasy—maybe a combination of the two. She couldn’t believe that a woman was getting fucked in front of her by the rich CEO that she found attractive; she couldn’t believe that this was her job, and that she was being offered to take over. But after a few minutes of simply watching them, her fingers softly stroking her pussy beneath her dress, realization began to hit. That could be her, if she so desired. Every day and night she could have that big, thick cock stuffed inside her, in all kinds of positions and places. Carrie was obviously feeling good, and was being taken care of, too. The only reason she found herself reluctant was because she still wasn’t sure whether she could trust Mr. Bates…but she could find that out right now.

Mia rose, a flush in her cheeks from arousal and nervousness, breasts rising and falling quicker. She couldn’t believe how calm the man sounded while he fucked her, but she liked it—it sounded as if, even with his cock being squeezed inside a tight pussy, he was still in control of the situation.

Hand falling away from her panties as she slowly walked over to Carrie, aware of the way her hips shifted beneath the folds of her dress, Mia bent slightly to whisper in her ear: “Do you trust him? Lick your lips if yes.” That was really all she needed to know, and this way, her answer wouldn’t be influenced by the CEO.

When she got an affirmative answer a little smile lightened Mia’s face and she straightened up, and although she was now feeling embarrassed and shy and timid she let the dress slip off her shoulders, where it pooled to the floor at her feet.

There she revealed a classic hourglass figure, now only in a pair of scarlet panties, bra and black heels. She stepped out of the dress and did a little twirl for the man.

She was going to do it.

She was going to fuck this man, and she was going to love it.
 
Richard pounded into Carrie, but kept his eyes on Mia the entire time. It wasn't that he didn't care for Carrie's sexual needs, but he had fucked her so many times and knew what she liked that he almost knew what to do with her on instinct. Normally, he would eat his lover's pussy before fucking it, but he wanted to leave that fact as a surprise for when he fucks his new sub for the first time. Carrie must had really wound herself up, because Richard could see the signs in her that she was about to cum. He reached down with both hands and pinch Carrie's nipples and pulled hard on them, her favorite thing for him to do to send her over the edge, and like clockwork, Carrie started convulsing on Richard's desk as her first orgasm by Richard's cock washed over her. "Oh gawd!!! I'm cumming, sir! I'm cumm---EEEEEEEE!!!!!" Carrie screamed.

After Carrie calmed down, both of them noticed as Mia shyly walked up to them. Richard couldn't hear what Mia whispered into Carrie's ear. He looked down at Carrie as she licked her lips for some reason. He then looked further down and watched as Carrie's tits bounced in rhythm with his thrusts. He always loved Carrie's tits and was going to miss them after she left. As a thanks for getting Richard through the death of his wife, Richard agreed to buy Carrie a house for herself when she moved back to her hometown. He had told her this right before Mia arrived, and Carrie was beside herself with excitement. That's when it hit him. This was her thanks to him as this was the first fuck since he told her the news. She was so would up with excitement that it made her that much more horny for him to fuck her. He groped her tits again as he picked up his pace.

As Richard was busy with her tits, Carrie looked over at Mia and started talking to her, as best she could anyway. "Oh, Mia... You're going...OHHH...to love...uhhh...gett--mmph...fucked by...sir...Oh gawd!!! Sir's cock...feels so...feels soooooOOOOO...gooooooooooooodd..." Carrie closed her eyes as she felt the next orgasm starting "...in me...so good...oh so fucking good...oh fuck me harder, sir. You big cock is gonna make me cum again."

Richard picked up his pace, not because Carrie asked him to, but because Mia had dropped her dress. Richard couldn't take his eyes off Mia realizing that he was about to have a new fuck toy. He pounded Carrie as fast and hard as he could. His frantic pace caused Carrie to scream as she came a second time. Not at a disrespect to Carrie, but Richard, upon realizing Mia was his now, fucked Carrie as fast as he could so he could fuck Mia next. Although Carrie didn't seem to mind. "OH SIR! OH OHHH! SIR, DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP, SIR!! THIS IS THE BEST FUCK YOU'VE EVER GIVEN ME!! I'VE NEVER FELT SO FUCKING GOOD! OH FUCK! OH FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH FUCK MEEE!!!!" Sensing that Richard's cock was twitching inside her, Carrie tighten her legs around his hips and flailed around as she felt herself about to cum again. "OH SIR!!! CUM WITH ME, SIR!!! CUM INSIDE ME!!! CUM INSIDE ME--ME---MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Carrie sat up on her forearms, arched her back, and left out a high pitch scream at the top of her lungs. As Carrie began to cum for a third time, Richard could no longer stave off the inevitable. He let out a loud moan and exploded inside Carrie's tightening pussy. Both of them sat there for what seemed like an eternity as the mutual orgasm washed over both of them. As both of them came down from their mutual heaven, Richard pulled out and fell back into his chair.

Richard and Carrie both just sat there for awhile, basking in the afterglow of their intense fucking, too tired to say anything to one another. Richard sat there and watched as his cum started to drain outside of Carrie's pussy. Carrie was on birth control, as were all of Richard's previous subs, but his mind wandered to where hopefully in the future Mia would agreed to be bred and what it will be like when his cum will be dripping out of Mia's pussy after delivering all of the sperm that will impregnate her.

But once again, he was getting ahead of himself, he needed to know if Mia was even going to take the job in the first place. Too tired to even look at Mia, he said, "Ms. Alcott, if you want the job, then you need to complete the first assignment. While you are my personal assistant, whenever I fuck you, you will clean my cock orally after I cum; how you choose to clean yourself is to your discretion. However, whenever I fuck a woman other than you, unless you are dismissed to do as you please, you will be required to clean both myself and my partner orally. If you understand what I just said, you should be able to figure out what I want you to do."
 
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Mia was panting almost as hard as Carrie as she watched the two fuck atop the desk, and Mr. Bates’ constant eye-contact, the way he was practically feasting on her exposed body, made liquid warmth flow from her pussy, which was twitching now beneath the red panties as she continued to rub herself. While the two fucked Mia was practically preening at Richard’s attention; at one point, while her eyes traced up and down his body, she sucked at the tip of her index finger and then lowered her hand, where it vanished beneath her panties.

Her hand worked faster as the two worked themselves up into loud, messy orgasms, though she wasn’t able to come—ever since she had started masturbating she had found that she needed something inside of her, whether a toy, a finger, a tongue or cock, in order to reach orgasm.

Listening silently to what Mr. Bates had to say, Mia eyes flickered away from him and back towards the door for a second. This was her last chance. She hadn’t fucked or even touched him yet; she could leave and her life would be exactly the same as she had left it. She would probably find some boring, part-time job, take out a few loans, and by the end of her college career be in debt like the rest of America with a boyfriend her age whose sexual expertise came from watching copious amounts of porn.

But she didn’t want her life to be the same.

“I understand…sir,” she murmured, eyes moving back to Richard’s face, finding it rather adorable that he was too tired now to meet her eyes, like a sated, content lion.

She reached back and unbuckled her bra, letting it fall to the floor with her dress and revealing fat, luscious breasts topped with a pair of puffy pink nipples. Her panties soon followed.

Aware of their eyes on her, Mia strode up to the desk where Carrie laid and knelt atop it on hands and knees, curving her spine slightly so that if Richard moved his chair he had a nice view of her bare, pink pussy.

And then she ate Carrie out.

She had never eaten a woman out—had only watched it in porn, but as soon as her lips pressed a gentle kiss to the woman’s vulva, it all came naturally. Long, soft licks over the labia, lapping up all that excess cum with a soft moan, and then dipping the tip of her tongue into her vagina, digging and sucking it out with soft breaths and moans.

When she was finished she gave a goodbye kiss to Carrie’s mons and then turned to Richard, still licking at her lips, her eyes unfocused and cheeks a light pink with arousal.

She rose up off the table and knelt at Richard’s feet, eyes focusing on his cock. It was far more intimidating than Carrie’s vagina—she had only given a blowjob once before, and it was a quick one to the perverted gym teacher in high school before the man was fired a month later. Such a shame.

Richard’s cock was much bigger than the gym teacher’s, even in its softened state.

Mia reached out and placed a palm beneath the head, bringing the tip up to her lips as if holding a pet’s chin. She leaned forward and gave the tip a kiss, hazel eyes locked onto Richard’s as her tongue emerged, face moving up and down his length as she lapped at the excess cum and moisture. The pungent smell and taste seemed to invade her senses, and she reached a hand down to start rubbing at her pussy again as she cleaned him, letting out almost imperceptible, breathy moans.

“Do you think it will fit inside me, Mr. Bates?” she whispered playfully to him, lips against the underside of his cock as she lifted it up to press against his belly. Her lips continued to trail down until she got to his balls; she kissed them lightly for a moment before lapping at them with wide, soft licks of her tongue.
 
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This was the moment that Richard relished every single time he had a new sub. Less than an hour ago, Mia had no idea that she was being selected to submit to Richard, and yet, with little convincing, now sat at his feet and was willingly submitting herself to him. He sat there as Mia took the first taste of his cock.

Hearing Mia's question, he looked down and met her eyes. "No, Ms. Alcott. We will need to be gentle with you at first, but in time, your pussy will adapt and allow me to fuck you as hard and fast as Ms. Mills."

Richard was always interested to see if the new subs would pick up on the first rule by listening to what the previous sub was saying as she was being fucked in front of the new one. While he appreciated it when the new subs were attentive to picking it up on there own, he didn't get angry if they didn't. It was just a sign that some of them need it to be spelled out for them at first before they pick up on the new behaviors.

Richard reached down and grabbed the bottom of Mia's head and slowly guided her up to his face and whispered to her. "It seems you didn't pick up on something that Ms. Mills was doing as I was fucking her. You have nothing to worry about for not doing as such, but I will tell you that it will please me that you be observant and try to pick up on things I like without needing me to tell you. From now on, until we part, you will only refer to me, whether in first or third person, as Sir."
 
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When her head was grabbed Mia followed his motion up to avoid pressure on her neck, blinking at him in confusion when their eyes were level until realization came to her. She had noticed it, which was why she had called him Sir earlier, though she hadn’t realized just how strict he would be about that title. But he wouldn’t want to hear excuses or explanations, she knew that for sure--he was a CEO and he was a man, which meant "yes" or "no" answers were far more palatable than long explanations. Mia made a motion to touch his forearm in supplication but then lowered her hands, not sure now whether she was allowed to touch him without consent first. “Yes, of course, Sir,” she said, giving a nod. “I won’t forget.”

This was the first time she was this close to Richard Bates; she could see the different colors in his eyes, his eyelashes, all the little details that everyday people he conversed with would miss. "Do I need permission to touch you, Sir?" she murmured.
 
Richard saw Mia's hazel eyes and saw how innocent and vulnerable they looked. He then quickly glanced over to Carrie, seeing as how she was passed out and sleeping on his desk. He took compassion on Mia noticing her resistance to touch him. "No, Ms. Alcott, you may touch me whenever you want." Still holding Mia by the chin, he softly pulled Mia to his face and kissed her on the lips. After staying locked for what seemed like forever, Richard grabbed the back of her head and pushed his tongue into Mia's mouth and started to french her.
 
At his answer a pleased smile crossed Mia's lips, but before she could reply she was pulled into a long, tender kiss with the man, something she hadn't expected at all. Relaxing and softening until her nipples and breasts were pressing lightly against his chest, as his tongue slipped into her mouth Mia reciprocated with a soft moan. Her hands found his biceps and gently ran up to his broad shoulders until her arms crossed behind his neck, pressing herself closer. After a while her hips began to subtly roll against him, growing more aroused by the way his tongue was plundering her mouth.
 
Richard kissed his new pet for as long as she wanted. Noticing that Mia was grinding her pussy into his leg, he picked Mia up, broke the kiss and began to carry her over to the couches in his office, continuing to let Carrie sleep.

As he walked over to the couches, he playfully knocked Mia's heels off of her feet. "One other thing, Ms. Alcott. As you noticed, Ms. Mills entered my office nude. Around the house, you are not permitted to wear clothes unless I either instruct you to or we are entertaining guests. There are my other regular workers around the house that are permitted to wear clothes. You must learn to grow comfortable being nude around them. You will only clothe yourself in preparation to leave the premise. When you return, you will need to go immediately to your room and remove your clothes before attending to any business, unless there is a life-threatening emergency. You are not permitted to wear shoes unless you are outside or need them for any sort of protection on your feet."

Richard sat Mia down on the couch and took the seat next to her. Placing his hand on her thigh, Richard said to Mia, "Ms. Alcott, I can see that you want to accept the position. To symbolize taking possession of you, I am about to fuck you and cum in your pussy. Once I do that, I consider you mine. So, if you have any final questions before I take you, now is the time to ask them."
 
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Mia gave a little gasp when she was abruptly picked up—he lifted her so easily, she couldn’t help but imagine how he would be manhandling and positioning her once his cock was inside her—and watched with amusement as he swatted her shoes off. She listened quietly to his instructions, and once she was set down with Richard beside her she pressed against his side, enjoying his warmth. “I understand,” she said, glancing down at his large hand on her thigh—even if they hadn’t fucked yet she already felt like his possession, and she loved it. He was going to take care of her.

She couldn’t help but blush slightly at his frank words—there was a difference between thinking them in her head versus hearing them out loud. She shifted slightly at the thought of that fat cock and his cum inside of her. Was she really doing this? Yes, she was really doing this.

Most of the major questions and issues she had had already been addressed, but there was one more thing that was bothering her. “Will you…will you expect me to have sex with anyone else?” she asked, glancing up at him. “That’s really all I can think of right now…I’m kind of distracted,” she went on, shifting her slender leg to drape over his knee suggestively.
 
"I am pleased to hear that I am distracting you. We will take care of that in a minute. To answer your question, once I cum in your pussy, my cock will be the only human cock to enter it as well as your anus. I have several business associates that when we get together, we will share our submissives' mouths with each other, but no other holes. Some may want to fuck your large tits, which is fine, but your mouth is the only orifice that they can put their cocks in."

Richard then got on his knees on the floor. "If there are no other questions, then we need to prepare your pussy to accept my cock." With that, Richard opened up Mia's legs and dove face first into her pussy, licking her lips and clit."
 
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Mia was relieved to learn that she would remain exclusive to Richard—blowjobs and titfucks and the occasional grope were one thing, fucking random strangers another. And the thought of Richard watching her as she took another man into her mouth or enfolded a cock between her tits was an exciting one, even though she wasn’t considering the reality of it—her brain was still filing these future imaginings away as fantasies. If she truly thought about it longer, her nerves would overtake her.

Lips parting as she watched the large man shift to his knees between her legs, she knew what was coming next, but hadn’t expected just how quick. “No, I have no other…oh!” Shuddering and grasping at Richard’s blond hair, Mia threw her head back against the couch, overwhelmed by the sensation of a man’s face and lips against her moist pussy.

It was the first time she was being eaten out.

Legs moving up to drape over his broad shoulders and back, Mia finally caught her breath and looked down at him. “That feels…so...ohhhh...so goooood…Sir,” she breathed, legs and hips quivering as he focused on her clit.
 
Richard began to lap up Mia's juices, as he was pleased to hear her pick up on verbalizing what is being done to her and how she feels. As he continued to eat Mia out, Richard heard quiet footsteps approach him. Placing a finger on Mia's clit to keep her satisfied, he turned to face Carrie, who must have woken up to Mia's shouts.

"Sir, am I to assume that Ms. Alcott has accepted the positions?" Carrie asked.

"Yes, Ms. Mills, I haven't fully taken her yet, but we about to begin that."

"That is wonderful to hear, sir. I'm so happy we could find someone for you before I leave."

"All thanks to you, Ms. Mills." Richard said, leaving Mia, taking Carrie into her arms and kissing her. "As you know, Ms. Mills, with it being Friday, and Monday being a federal holiday for President's Day, I will be spending the next three days sexually training Ms. Alcott. You are in charge of all of my affairs over the weekend, although with it being a holiday weekend, there shouldn't be any trouble. Once I take Ms. Alcott into my suite, we are not to be disturbed except for a life-threatening emergency. All food that Hilda prepares for us, you are to leave in the kitchen of the suite and leave us alone. You may begin preparing to move out, and I had Jarvus place the check with the remainder of your salary for the semester in your room, with an added bonus for being such a good Personal Assistant to me."

Carrie kissed Richard multiple times, "Thank you, sir. You've taken such good care of me."

"You are very welcome, Ms. Mills. You earned every penny. After the sexual training is complete on Monday, you will have the rest of the week to finish moving your things out, moving Ms. Alcott's things in, as well as training her on the non-sexual parts of the position. You may also discuss with her finding times to make appointments with me, as I will want to fuck you some more before the end of the semester. Any questions?"

"Of course, sir. No, sir."

"Take Ms. Alcott belongings and the dinner prepared by Hilda to my suite, once you have completed that you are dismissed."

"Thank you, sir." Carrie said, giving him one more kiss.

Carrie walked to over to Mia and kissed her on the cheek and whispered into Mia's ear. "You're going to be great. Don't worry and enjoy the next three days. You'll never forget these moments when Sir makes you his." Carrie gave her one more peck on the cheek before standing up to go retrieve Mia's clothes.

Richard then knelt back down in front of Mia, and said, "So where were we, Ms. Alcott?"
 
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Mia had to hold back a pout when Richard rose to say his goodbyes to Carrie; intellectually she knew it was childish and greedy and that he would rejoin her shortly, but her body was now craving his tongue the same way she craved a cold glass of water on a hot day. How had she gone this long without being eaten out? It made no sense. Crossing her legs for the sake of modesty and to keep sweet, sweet pressure on her engorged clit, Mia smiled as Carrie approached her, pressing a kiss to the woman’s cheek as well. “Thank you so much, Carrie,” she said in reply, grateful for the woman’s kindness. She felt as if she would be far more nervous without her presence and reassurance—she wondered if that had occurred to Richard.

Once Carrie left and Richard approached her, Mia bit her lip and gave a naughty smile, her legs slowly spreading wide again, feet resting on the edge of the couch. “Right here, sir,” she said, pointing to her pink pussy, thighs clenching and breath coming faster as she prepared herself for his second descent. Her eyes all the while traced over his face, his wide shoulders, the strong thighs, the huge cock. She could still taste it in her mouth. She licked her lips and let her head relax against the back of the couch, hazel eyes gleaming.
 
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Richard sunk back down into Mia pussy and began to feast on it again. He licked her clit and would suck it into her mouth. He then reached up and groped Mia's tits as he continued to suck on her clit. He started by fondling her tits and eventually started pinching on her nipples, softly at first to see if Mia responded to that.

Richard then took his hands off of Mia's tits and placed a finger into her warm pussy, searching until he found her g-spot. He was pleasantly surprised to feel how soaking wet Mia already was, knowing that once she came, she would be ready to be fucked. He worked his tongue in tandem with his finger to assault both her clit and g-spot. As he sense that Mia was close to cumming, Richard sucked her clit into his mouth and began to hum, acting as if there was a vibrator on Mia's clit.
 
As Richard began feasting on her again Mia’s eyes flickered closed, only opening every once in a while to watch the way his face was bobbing up and down between her legs or the way his tongue was moving around. Hips undulating gently, Mia opened her legs wider, fully baring herself to him and arching her back when he began playing with her tits and puffy nipples.

Soft, mewling, high-pitched sighs and moans came from her open mouth all the while, and when his large finger found her g-spot her legs trembled and her body shuddered.

“Ohhh my pussyyy…eat it...eat my pussy,” Mia cooed as her pussy got even wetter as Richard started humming against her clit. Her hips were undulating in little circles, luxuriating in the feel, while her back was still tautly arched. “Ohhhhhh my little pussyyyy…feels so goooood sir…ooooh yeeees…” She couldn’t form words after a while as the pleasure continued to mount, her entire attention focused on his finger deep inside her and the hot, wet, vibrating pressure around her clit.

Legs slipping down to rest on his shoulders again and fingers grasping at the man’s hair, Mia’s thighs and stomach began to convulse—in another second the man’s mouth and half of his face were flooded with sweet fluid and her legs were clamping against his head as she had one of the strongest orgasms of her life.

Head thrashing back against the couch it almost sounded as if she were crying as her entire body shuddered, but after a minute went by her high-pitched sobs died down and her body became boneless and pliant, pussy still twitching slightly against the man's lips.

Her clit was so sensitive then that if it was touched her entire body would probably jerk, and when some awareness came back to her a hand slipped down her body and covered her tender pussy, as if to protect it.
 
Richard always relished the first orgasm he gave his new sub through his tongue. It was his way of saying to her that even though he was the one in charge and his needs came first, he would always make sure that his sub's needs were met as well along the way. After tasting the sweet nectar that had been squirted all over his face, he withdrew his finger and climbed up to meet Mia. He inserted the finger into her mouth, and even though she hesitated at first, she willingly took it into her mouth and licked her juices off of his finger.

It was at this point, the resistance to suck his pussy covered finger, that Richard realized something was off. There was something in the way Mia looked to him in the back of his mind that didn't seem to add up, but this routine of finding a new sub was so ingrained into him that he didn't seem to notice it, but he had now been kicked out of autopilot seeing something he had never seen in a sub before. He thought back to the way her eyes looked when they first looked face to face after Mia forgot to call him Sir, the way she looked so innocent and vulnerable. With all of his previous subs, there was a vulnerability in their eyes, but that vulnerability came from a knowledge of what was about to become of them. What was foreign to them was the fact that this man was telling them to do something so authoritatively, even though they had done those things in the past.

But Mia was different. Not only was there the foreign nature of Richard exercising his authority over Mia, but there was also a hesitation with the acts themselves. The hesitation to undress herself, the hesitation to eat Carrie's pussy, the hesitation to suck his cock, the worry that his cock wouldn't fit in her, and now the hesitation to suck a finger covered in her own juices. Not only was she unsure about Richard forcing her to do something, but also she was unsure about the act itself.

As Richard pondered these things, he picked Mia up, took her back to his desk, and prepared to mount her for the first time. As he set Mia down on the desk, he noticed a terror in her eyes, as if she was totally unprepared for what was coming next. He leaned down to kiss her to console her. As they kissed, Richard reached down to his cock and positioned himself to enter Mia's pussy. Richard decided it would be best to enter her slowly, but when he tried to insert himself into his new possession, he was met with a foreign resistance to his cock. Richard stopped kissing Mia, and looked at her with a puzzled look on her face. The terror in her eyes grew even more. Richard tried to push into her a second time and was met with the same resistance.

It was then that everything clicked in his head. The innocence, the vulnerability, the uncertainty, the terror, the resistance, it all made sense. In all his years of having submissives, Richard thought he had seen it all, but even this was a first for him. He looked at Mia, and said with the same puzzled look on his face, "Ms. Alcott, are you still a virgin?"
 
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