“You are a very naughty girl, you know,” he said, landing a sharp slap on my ass, “you are letting your boss do whatever I want to you. You little minx!”
He grabbed my ass cheeks and rubbed them some, bouncing them up and down as he cupped them in his hands. Another sudden hard slap made me jerk with both pain and joy. I bit my lip to keep from yelping in case he took it the wrong way and stopped.
He kept going, mixing sharp spanks with a gentle kneading motion that felt absolutely amazing, only getting even better when he started playing with my pussy with his other hand. I loved how his fingers kneaded my clit while his hand kneaded and spanked my ass. He was very coordinated indeed!
I held on as long as I could but the sensation got to be too much and before long I was cumming all over his lap, moaning and yelling out, “Boss, sir, I’m cumming, I feel so good, thank you, Boss.”
“That’s it,” he said, spanking my ass really hard. “Cum all over your boss’s lap. And then your boss has something for you to eat.”
Putting me on my knees between his legs, keeping a hand on the back of my neck to maintain control, Paul hauled out his ginormous cock and pushed my face down on it, making me swallow the whole thing. Relenting for a moment so I could gag, he pushed me down again, shallower this time, and twisted my ponytail around his hand as I sucked his big cock as hard as I could.
As I bobbed furiously on his cock, Paul took my hand and placed it on his balls. Something I made a mental note of for future reference.
“Fuck yeah,” he said, as I felt his cock start to throb and pulse in my mouth. “Your boss is going to fill your mouth up with his cum. Swallow it all down, my pet.”
“Yes, sir,” I groaned, up against his cock, as loads of his cum started shooting down my throat. “Mmmmm.”
It felt so good to be making him cum and eating it. I knew it felt good for him, too, because he groaned and said my name lightly – which was strange for me to hear, since he usually called me his pet or his good little girl or his dirty girl, etc.
“Macy. Fuck. Macy.”
He let out a deep breath, and then stiffened, as if he hadn’t meant to show me how good I was making him feel. I was becoming used to the way he became reserved after sexual acts now. The hot and cold back and forth was just part of the whole game we were playing.
It was just a game, right? I wondered.
Or was he actually falling for me, like I was undoubtedly falling for him?
“Macy, you’re my little slut, aren’t you?” he asked me, spanking my ass, as if to remind himself and me that this wasn’t about feelings – this was about sex.
“Yes, sir,” I told him.
I was perfectly fine with being his little slut.
Or whatever he wanted me to be.
“Stand up, then, you little slut,” he ordered, as I wiped the last, wasted remnants of his cum from my chin with the back of my hand.
“Yes, sir!”
I stood in front of him where he could see everything. Stroking his hand down the length of my torso a few times, he grabbed me roughly by the hips, turned me around and bent me over his desk, my hands pressed flat against the cool, varnished wood.
I heard the snap of the plastic cap on the bottle of lube. Soon enough, Paul was pressing the cold, wet tip of the butt plug up against my asshole. I let out a slow deep breath to try and relax as he worked the butt plug deep into my tight virgin asshole until I could feel the base pressing gently against me.
“I love to watch your little ass hole get stretched out by this,” he told me. “Your curvy little ass is mine to do with what I want, isn’t it?”
“Yes, sir,” I told him. “Please fuck my ass. Or my pussy. Whatever you want.”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Wear it for three hours, and continue with your work while you do,” he said, sternly.
There was the sound of disgust in his voice, as if he hadn’t liked my shameless begging.
“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready,” he added.
Something in his tone made me realize his disgust was not for me but for him. He didn’t like that he wanted me so badly – that much was clear.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, my voice shaking, the delicious sensations flooding my body from being filled up so completely. “Whatever you’d like, whenever you’d like.”
“Exactly,” he said, sounding confident again, and more like his normal self. “I’m your master and you’re my slutty little pet.”