There wasn’t much to the meeting. Sherry was just thankful it wasn’t in the red trailer, what with her juices having soaked an arm of the couch. Mostly just introductions and Sherry taking notes regarding her upcoming work, and Jono letting the site managers know that Sherry was to be referred to as Ms. Vines by them, and to be treated with respect, which made her smile a bit, seeing Jono claim her. ‘Wait,’ she thought, ‘WHERE is this coming from?’ She had little time to consider it though, as she was filled with a mixture of afterglow, self-doubt, and dread. The first two were obvious, but the dread was what would be happening *after* this meeting. In due course, it came time.
“Ok Gents, good to see we are off to a good start,” Jono said as the meeting was breaking up. “Ms.Vines & I will be stopping by the red trailer, then back to the Office. Good to see you all.” Outside the trailer, Jono said “Allow me your arm, I want no doubt from this site who you are.” Walking arm in arm, Jono told her. “we have some things to discuss at the trailer, but I have to observe, you look damn-good on my arm.”
Sherry could not help but feel a certain level of comfort in Jono’s protection, thought it went against her feminist ways. “Jon-umm…*Sir,* I need to know what is going on here. I think I deserve to know, especially after yesterday at that Motel” Sherry said. There was a curious mixture of desire and dread, more the latter, a she asked and walked thru the door..
Closing the door behind her and flipping the lock, Jono said “Ok, you want to know? Her is what you need to know….What I tell you, and nothing more.” Pointing at a spot in front of the small couch, he moved her to it. “So here I what you need to know. When this project is finished, I will be one of the most influential men in this small city, and a person in the state as well. As a good and trusted man of such importance, I *should* be reporting you, and allowing you to be arrested, tried, and jailed, ruining your career, if not your life.” He saw Sherry staring blankly at him, her lip quivering. “Instead,” he continued, “I am not only giving you a reprieve of sorts, I am giving you a possible opportunity. Right now you need not know why, I will explain in time.” Handing her a small, clean towel, Jono said “ Now, turn to face the couch, and on your knees. Time for some training”
Sherry’s stomach wretched at the thought. Jono’s cock was SO good in her, she almost felt that she could get addicted to it, and now, she was being made to do something she hated. Still, she knew she had no alternative, so she knelt, and as she stared at his knees, numbly unzipped his pants. She heard him say “No woman, lower my pants, You need to be able to take all of it.” Like a commanding echo. Looking at him again with pleading eyes met only met an unyielding face. Lowering his pants and boxes, the cock popped out in front of her, though not as stiff as before. As Jono sat on the couch, she knew her fate on this was sealed.
“Woman, you need to learn to please me this way,” Jono said. “I am having you do this not for my wants, but to teach you to submit. Now, take my cock in your hand, and give it a few pumps.” As she did, he said ”Oh…yeah…now squee-..yep, good. OK, now as earlier, lips and tongue on the sides, work both sides.” As she did, Jono felt his dick go to super-hard. With the fucking from earlier, he would not last long. “Damn…” he heard himself say. “Woman, now relax the throat, think about a tongue depressor…and open your mouth.” Seeing this young, lithe blonde on her knees, tongue out, staring up at him was an incredible sight, and Jono eased himself into her saying “”Damn…Re-Relax…yeah, that is it…Shit that feels good. Close your lips around me, and no teeth.” Sherry did as told, and Jono told her “Glad you wore that hair back in a ponytail today.” As he took the ponytail and back of the head in hand, and began to rhythmically pump her face. He could feel her tighten at it. “*NO* woman…*relax.”* He said, and made him slow his gyrations. “I know you can taste some of yourself there.” He said, smiling in an evil manner “just as you moved that ass, I wanted you to use your tongue to keep pressure on my dick as I slide in an out of-….Day-umm..that is iiittt….” Jono began to pant. And managed a “Ye-yes, keep that Uh-up…” Jono said. Using his hand that held her ponytail, seeing her head bobbing up and down, he could feel the rush getting ready….building, and coming. Quickly, he pulled her head off his dick, to thread of Sherry’s spit coming from her mouth, one on her chin, the other still connected. Jono touched her open hand, and she instantly grabbed his dick and began to instinctively stroke. With a mighty “AAAHHH…”GRUNT, Sherry clamped the towel onto his dick, catching the spurting spunk as it stained the towel.
Jono sat for a moment, catching his breath, holding her in place. In a few pants, he finally said, “Woman clean this mighty cock.” Letting her wipe him, he stood on somewhat trembly knees and said. “Get me dressed, woman.” At his command, she did so, finally turning and wretching into the towel. Jono allowed her to finish, then pointed & told her, “Bathroom/fix that lipstick” As Sherry walked into the bathroom, Jono could sense the building anger in her, so he walked up behind her and, placing his arm around her waist & said, “I own this, so you stand there and let me show you something, woman” And with that, he took his free hand and slid it down her pants and in to her panties. “yeah, just like I knew. You hated what I made you do…yet it made you *wet.* Now fix your lipstick.”
Sherry was again made to take his arm, and they walked to Jono’s truck. Getting in, Sherry had not put on her seatbelt. Jono replied, “Stay on your damn side of the truck, woman.” Taking an envelope out of the center console, he handed it to her. It had the company letterhead on it. “This is one of your perks.” He told her. “it’s a mall card, any store in the mall honors it. You have a monthly stipend for clothing. NO women on my floor wear pants, this is your last day in them. When we get back, you are to leave and go shop for yourself. Yes, I now control your work clothing. Buy at least two leather skirts, on black, and one any color other than brown. Also at least two button down blouses, and a matching jacket if you like. Also get at least one pair of heels. Oh yes,” he added, “You are to buy lingerie. Get some garters and matching hose and all you panties from now on will be bikini type, unless I say otherwise. Tomorrow, I want you in a loose fitting knee length skirt with bikini cut panties. I prefer pink or red. Lastly, you are to text me by 10pm each night tomorrow’s clothes for my approval, and also a pic of you in your underwear or lingerie. Tonight it’s just underwear”
Sherry sat in shock listening to these demands. Why did she *want* to obey? Even though she was still fighting this, she knew she had to play along, even if a deep part of her *liked* the thought of being controlled like this. As they pulled in to the parking lot, Jono parked closer to the front door than her car. It was starting to sprinkle, and she would have to walk for it. “Damn, I almost forgot,” he said as the exited the big truck, “Be sure and kill the whole thing with Ron as soon as you get in the car. I’m not sharing you and I don’t want him fucking this whole thing up. Now go.” He turned and entered the building.
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