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All day He had been sending her messages on her
phone, telling her graphically what was going to happen later that
evening. It had been a while since both the children had been out
overnight and now they had the house to themselves He was determined
to play the "Office" scene to its full potential.
 She
had been given her dress code for the evening and knew what He expected
of her. Four inch needlepoint high heels, black seamed stockings,
the short black skirt that skimmed the curves of her ass even when
she was standing, the red chiffon shirt, her black boned basque
that pushed her breasts up high, her hair to be pinned with the
odd tendril hanging loose, her make up was to be light, mascara
and red lipstick. And no panties. She’d read the instructions
again and again and each time she shivered, knowing what picture
she would present to Him as she sat at her desk. He’d given
her an outline of how the evening would go and she knew that through
that evening He would introduce variations on what He’s been
telling her all day.
He would ask her what she was doing, making her
jump.
Her face would burn with shame at being caught
and He would order her to come to His desk with the web addresses.
She was to walk in the room, take her place at the desk with a polite
greeting of "Good morning Sir". She was to go to certain
pages on the net showing pictures of girls in various positions
being spanked, tied up and fucked. She was to sit with her legs
open and touch herself hoping He wouldn’t notice and the evening
would start properly once he noticed.
Oh how she was burning even now at the thought…
She cooked dinner that evening with a heat inside
her such as she’d not had before. Often when they scened at
home it was a random scene, not really knowing where it was going
but tonight He’s been quite explicit as to what and where.
His eyes were on her as they sat and ate, hers cast low so not to
allow Him to see her excitement, but He knew…oh He knew what
was going on inside her.
"Leave the dishes slut" came the soft
growl. "Shower and change for me now"
She walked out of the room quickly, heart pounding,
head high.
Showering and shaving quickly, she dressed herself
with care, struggling as little into the basque as it encased her
body, easing her breasts upwards so the curves were even more exposed,
the pink of her nipples on show, slipping first one long leg then
the other into the stockings, she checked the seams were straight,
the skirt, short and plain black, giving up trying to pull it down
over her ass and knowing it was a waste of time, the shirt, soft
and see through covering her body, but leaving her body on show,
her breasts in the tight basque, reaching up to pin her hair high
and teasing out the tendrils round her face and neck, applying the
light make up and the oh so slutty red lipstick.
She walked carefully back down the stairs and into
the room and took her place at her desk and switched on her computer
watching as it booted up and the wallpaper appeared in front of
her..
Her gasp was music to His ears, as the wallpaper
showed a girl, dressed for the office, over the Boss’s knee
with a dildo in her moist cunt, his hand above her naked ass.
"Here is the list of todays sites…please
look at them and make any notes you think are relevant to today’s
work"
she took the list and fed them into the search
page…page after page…site after site of sex. She felt
herself squirming a little, as a video clip was d/loading it was
called "The Office Slut"
She opened the file and watched transfixed as the
girl was placed over the Boss’s knee and the dildo was eased
into her, the Boss’s hand spanking her gently, just nudging
the dildo now and then.
She slipped a finger down under the desk and eased
it into her already wet slit, biting back the moan that threatened
to escape her full, red lips
She jumped as His voice came from behind her softly
in her ear…"what are you doing there miss?"
Her face burned as she turned to look at Him, her
finger still sliding back and forth, her thighs open, His view unobstructed
as He looked down over her shoulder.
"My desk…now"
The command took her by surprise and without thinking
she stood and crossed the room behind Him. She stood before Him
and she knew He could smell her scent.
"Now then, about your position here…how
can we secure it for you…how can we make sure you don’t
lose your job?"
She looked at Him, eyes wide…"I’m
not sure Sir, I don’t understand…my work here is up to
standard"
"But do you want the whole office to know
what you were doing?"
She blanched at His words and slowly shook her
head.
"Then to keep your job safe, you will obey
me…you will please me in all things do you understand…I
will set your dress code…give you tasks and you will do as
I say"
She nodded slowly, His eyes holding hers…He
pointed to the pile of papers across the room…"Pick them
up"
She crossed the room, heart pounding and bent to
pick up the papers, knowing the sight He would have of her…long
legs straight, skirt high up over her ass, her wet slit peeking
out from the firm thighs and her face burned.
His voice came low across the room, a command to
stand still…to hold the position, to open her thighs a little
wider…she did so, placing her feet a couple of feet apart and
she heard Him move across the room, stopping behind her. His hand
reaching out to slide over her ass, a single finger skimming the
soft smooth pouting lips, His words in her ear, telling her how
beautiful she was, how slutty she looked, how wet she was…all
the time His hand moving over her, touching her wet slit, poking
inwards now and then into the soft moist folds, His finger nudging
her swelling clit.
He sank to his knees and pressed His tongue along
the wet lines of her cunt, licking the length upwards, sucking the
soft folds into His mouth and biting gently on them, hearing her
gasp of shock…pulling back a little, tugging the lips with
Him, gentle pain in the lips, His teeth holding her firmly.
He stood and pressed His fingers against her, watching
as she moved back against them with a soft moan…"you want
my fingers slut?"
She bit back a groan and whimpered out a soft yes,
as they pressed a little more, not quite inside her "Louder
slut I can’t hear you"
Her voice stuck in her throat as He continued to
press and tease, the tips of His fingers sliding between her full
wet lips every now and then slipping into her tight hole.
"Please Sir…Your fingers…"
He pushed then deeper into her hot slit, one easing
into her, watching as she lifted slightly to take more…pushing
the second in, feeling her begin to stretch around His delving fingers.
He stopped them moving and whispered for her to fuck His fingers…watching
as her hips and ass began to move slowly back and forth.
He placed His hand on her ass and eased her downwards…"kneel
slut" came the command as she started to shift to move to her
knees, trying to hold His fingers inside her.
She finally came to rest on her knees, her head
and shoulders forward, her hips and ass high in the air as His fingers
began their slow, almost lazy movements once more.
Pressing her down further, He began to fuck her
cunt with His fingers, slowly at first, deep inward strokes, easing
out to hear her whimper, starting to push a little deeper, harder,
and rougher as lust for her took hold of Him
She groaned out long and low as the strokes began
to grow faster, his fingers beginning to twist and turn inside her,
leaning over to growl in her ear what a whore she was, how slutty
was her wet hole, how He could smell her lust in the room, how He
was going to fuck her holes…all three of them…how she
would beg for His cum…in her mouth…on her face, in her
cunt and finally how He was going to ass fuck her like the slut
she was.
She whimpered as His thumb began to nudge her clit,
just pressing it now and then as His fingers continued to push in
and out of her. His other hand reaching for her hair and pulling
her head up…"want to cum do you…want to cum over
my fingers?"
She nodded, gasping as His grasp tightened on her
hair…"not yet slut…not yet a while"
He held onto her hair and slid His fingers from
her, watching as her pretty wet cunt tried to hold them, her ass
and hips moving backwards. He lifted His slick sticky fingers to
her mouth and pressed them into her lips, smearing her cunt juice
across them, pushing them into her mouth…"clean them…clean
your Master’s fingers" came His voice
She licked and lapped at the fingers as they pressed
into her mouth, deep, almost choking her, His hand still in her
hair.
Pulling them away from her mouth, He tugged her
hair and began to lift her to her knees, holding her firmly. He
looked down at her and grinned. The sight of her flushed face, her
bright eyes, her thighs still wide, her smooth shaved cunt glistening
and the smell of her in the room…what a delicious little slut
she was...Did she know how the sight of her there excited Him?
Could she possibly know what kind of picture she
presented to Him now?
He left her kneeling, her breath catching in her
throat as He stood back and opened His trousers, freeing His hard
cock to her eyes, watched as her eyes widened and the soft flush
covered her face.
He looked down at her…such a lovely slut and
now…she was His.
Taking hold of His cock His voice growled out the
command, "Suck me"
He watched as she moved towards Him and took a
step back, hearing her whimper out a soft enquiry and moved back
again. Seeing her begin to crawl towards Him. He stepped back once
more and sat on His chair, His legs spread, His cock in His hand
as He began to stroke up and down along the shaft.
He watched as she crawled across the room, her
breasts held fast in the constraints of the basque, threatening
to spill over, her hips and ass swaying gently, her hair, beginning
to work loose from the clasp that held it, framing her face and
neck with soft tendrils.
Kneeling now between His thighs, she lifted slowly
to lick the length, over His fingers and up to the slowly leaking
head, licking and lapping catlike as He slide His free hand into
her hair and groaned softly as He pushed her head downwards, feeling
the moist heat of her mouth as it began to engulf Him, feeling her
tongue sliding over the swollen head.
He bit His lip to hold back the groan of pleasure
and tightened His grip on her hair, pushing her down to meet His
lifting hips.
She looked up to see Him looking down at her and
felt the shudder of pleasure run thru her.
She dropped her eyes, slowly closing them, choking
a little as His hand pushed her head firmly down over His stiff
cock, forcing the head deep into the back of her throat. Feeling
her throat as it started to tighten, the gag reflex almost forcing
the head of His thrusting cock from her mouth. His hand pushed a
little harder on the back of her head, allowing her to draw breath
briefly before pushing His hips back up towards her face.
He reached down with His free hand to prise her
nipple from the tight cup of the basque and began to roll her nipple
slowly and gently but firmly. The seconds passed as He kept up the
steady thrusting of His hips, His cock slipping freely in and out
of her hot, wet mouth and inexorably the pressure on her nipple
grew. Tightening His grip, pinching now, twisting and tugging, watching
her back arch as she tried to ease the pain, yet reluctant to release
the thrusting cock. Pulling, twisting, pinching, thrusting, and
fucking her.
Watching her inward struggle as the pain in her
tender nipples fought with her need to take His cock deep in her
mouth. He moved His other hand to scoop up her other breast and
took the other nipple and twisted it sharply, causing her to tip
her head backwards to inhale sharply.
Pulling them both in one sharp swift movement,
He growled out at her, asking who had told her to release His cock.
She bent her head quickly and silently and took
His cock back into her hungry mouth, His fingers pulling her closer
to Him by her nipples. His hands moved to cup her breasts and He
began to squeeze and knead them gently but firmly.
Pressing His cock deeper into her hungry slut mouth,
watching as she fought to stop the gag reflex, releasing her breasts
to hold her head firmly in place, pushing Himself into her hot,
wet mouth.
Slowly easing His cock out to take her by the hair,
winding the fallen length round His fingers and tugging her gently
across the floor, watching as the full breasts as they swung a little,
her ass still just covered with the short skirt, the stocking tops
showing as she crawled to keep up with Him.
Letting her hair fall from His hand, He stood back
from her and looked down at her, face and eyes lowered, shoulders
brushing the floor, her hips high in the air, her long legs bent
still, the black heeled shoes. What a glorious sight she was.
He stood above her, slowly moving His hand up and
down His still slick cock and moved behind her. Bending to kneel
behind her, rubbing the silky strands of precum over the curves
of her ass, watching her lift to meet the gentle strokes.
He bent lower to lick the slick slit, wet and slick
now, nibbling on her swollen lips, pulling, tugging, and sucking
them into His mouth, hearing her gasps of pleasure and the sharp
intake of breath as He began to gently chew the fleshy lips of her
cunt. Slowly He pushed a finger into her cunt past His hungry mouth,
slipping it in and out of her soaking slit.
Leaning back a little, He pushed another, then
another into her and eased her pink fleshy hole open, stretching
it as His finger pushed in and out, her hips lifting with the strokes.
He watched as the three fingers grew slick, listened as the rhythm
of her breath deepened and flick her clit sharply.
"No cumming yet madam" came the growl
from behind her.
She lowered herself like a bitch on heat, her hair
trailing a little now over the carpet, her shoulder almost flat
against the floor and suddenly without warning His hand landed with
a crack on her ass. The howl of pain from her mouth was music to
His ears and He pulled His fingers from her while they were still
splayed open, watching in the blink of an eye as her cunt stretched
wide.
He stood and walked back to His desk and watched
as she struggled to an upwards-kneeling position and shouted "KNEEL
BITCH".
The shock of His voice from across the room almost
made her jump out of her skin and she quickly lowered herself to
the floor once more.
"Over there, in the corner is a bag. Go to
it, bring me what you find in it" came the command from the
desk.
She made to stand and His voice hissed out the
one word "crawl". She sank back to her knees and began
the slow crawl across the expanse of the room, her hair falling
loose now from the pins, her breasts just visible now and then from
between her spread thighs, encased still in the basque, the curve
of them almost teasing Him, her pretty slick cunt lips swollen from
the use of His fingers, her thighs slick with her cunt honey, the
room filled with it’s scent.
She made her way self consciously over to the bag,
knowing her entire ass and cunt were on show to His view. She stopped
by the bag and lifted to her haunches and was aware that her cunt
was dripping slightly, the tiny dewdrop just holding onto her fleshy
lips, her ass stretched almost open for Him.
She bent over the bag and pulled it open and gasped
out loud.
Nestling inside lay a set of cuffs attached to
a slender leather collar, a set of chained nipple clamps, a length
of rope, a crop, a dildo and a butt plug. She looked over her shoulder
at Him and shook her head gently, the soft, whimpered moan of "nooo"
escaping her mouth.
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