The Executive – Part 2 [FM][Mdom][Fsub][Freeuse][CNC]

*Author’s Note: Erin found she likes the thought of being a cumslut. But will she go through with it? All my other stories, plus other erotic materials can be found at* r/KellyBoomErotica*. Enjoy Part 2 and as always DMmeYOURpussies.*

**- The Executive: Part 2 -**

It was ten after five when Sydney slinked into Erin’s office. “Ms. Chen,” Sydney muttered meekly, annoying Erin even more. “I just uploaded the revised draft.”

“Good. I’ll look over it now,” Erin snapped at her. She pulled up the shared directory on her computer and began reading the document. However, she couldn’t focus. *Maybe I’ve been too hard on her this week.* Sydney anxiously fiddled with her hair, not helping Erin’s focus. *I’ve been an erratic mess this week.* Skimming the document just enough to see that Sydney had incorporated the new information, Erin looked up at her, trying to put on a genuine smile, “This looks good Sydney. Thank you.”

The tall blond girl – who looked straight out of an Australian surfer babe magazine, her name only adding to Erin’s depiction of her – breathed a sigh of relief and asked, “Is there anything else you need Ms. Chen?”

“No. Have a good weekend Sydney.”

Sydney gave her a warm smile, “You too Ms. Chen.” *If only she knew what type of weekend I’ve gotten myself into…* Sydney turned, exited the office, and Erin caught herself ogling the young girl’s ass. What has come over me?

The previous Sunday morning Erin woke thinking she had had the most bizarre, erotic dream. The reality that it hadn’t been a dream hit her quickly and hit her hard. She’d actually sent a stranger a picture of her pussy… Actually confessed that she wanted to be tied up and spanked… And she didn’t make herself cum because she wanted to please this strange man. *Why did I do that? That was so stupid!* Erin could tell herself whatever she wanted, but deep down she knew she wanted to get that motel room. She wanted to cede all her power. She wanted to be a nameless, faceless fuckhole.

Erin’s mind wrestled with itself but her hand found her phone of it’s own accord. Absentmindedly she opened the message exchange and began rubbing her clit. Her focus snapped to when her eyes drifted over, ‘*You don’t cum until I say you cum*.’ Just like the night before, it was as if someone else ripped Erin’s hand away from her pussy. She threw the phone down and shot out of bed. *Enough of that. Just forget it ever happened.*

Erin only managed to put the stranger out of her mind until Monday. While eating lunch at the salad bar place around the corner from her office she gave in and googled the Ocean Front Motel. The google images matched perfectly with a place called the Ocean Front Motel – drab beige color, peeling brown trim, window mounted AC units, a faded sign. She clicked the link for their website. It consisted of one page listing the address, phone number, and one photo of a standard shitty motel room. *Yup, looks perfect for dirty cumsluts.* Out of pure curiosity on a surface level, but pure lust in her soul, Erin called the number.

One ring and a woman’s voice chirped, “Ocean Front Motel. How can I help you?”

Having an actual person speak the words ‘Ocean Front Motel’ rattled Erin a bit. “Yes… Eh… Do you have a room? I… Eh… a room available this Saturday?”

“Of course. We have rooms with two Queens or one King. Would you like to reserve one today?” the woman answered politely.

Erin couldn’t believe the words that came out of her mouth. “Yes, King bed please.”

“Great! And what’s your name?”

“Er… Erica,” somehow slipped out.

“Okay Erica. I got you booked. Check in on Saturday starts at four.”

“Eh… Ok. You don’t need anything else?” Erin had never booked a hotel room without a credit card before.

The woman read her mind, “Nope. We take cash. Just see me at the front desk upon arrival and you’re all set.” The other end of the line went dead before Erin could say anything else.

Erin slowly lowered the phone from her ear, hands shaking, but pussy throbbing. *Just forget about it. I didn’t even give my real name.* She couldn’t help it though. The remainder of her lunch break was spent in daydream. When she finally stood up to head back to the office she recognized how wet her panties were.

Her mood after coming back from lunch through Thursday was best described as acrimonious. A major funder had revised significant portions of their donation agreement, and Erin had to work nonstop to ensure everything was completed by the end of the week. Her newfound sexual desires added to her overall agitated state. Images of herself with a ball gag in her mouth and cum dripping down her face gnawed at the back of her mind. She continually reprimanded herself, *I’m the fucking executive director of the largest women’s right non profit on the West Coast, god dammit! I can’t also be a dirty cumslut!*

It was Thursday night, actually one a.m. Friday morning, when Erin completed the updated contract agreement. She sent it off to Sydney with a strongly worded email demanding Sydney’s synopsis needed to be finished ASAP. Erin leaned back in her desk chair, satisfied with her work, and stared at the dark, empty buildings beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office. Everyone in her department and all the other people in the adjacent buildings had left work hours ago. She picked up her phone, and not for the first time that week, wondered why the strange man hadn’t messaged her. *He said he was serious about meeting up. Why hasn’t he checked in with me?*

Having the weight of work lifted off her shoulders, Erin decided to treat herself to an orgasm. *If he doesn’t want to confirm with me then I don’t owe him anything.* She glanced out to confirm no one was in the office then pulled up a porn site on her phone, hiked up her skirt, and began rubbing her vagina over her panties. Pussy juices built up quickly as she watched a hot, young blond devouring a petite Asian’s cunt. She pulled her panties to the side and slid a finger inside her wet, eager hole. The infrequent times Erin did masturbate lesbian porn was a go to, but it never got her all the way to the finish line. There was no climax to it. She loved the female form – their soft, silky skin, their elegant curves, their graceful movements. Lesbian porn was more passionate and sensual. The thought of what eating pussy tasted like aroused Erin, but she’d never, ever considered doing it in real life. *I also never considered being a fuckhole cumslut in real life either.*

Before the blond-Asian video had come to an end Erin searched ‘cumslut’. The first video on the list was titled, ‘Blindfolded cumslut fucked in ass’. Erin’s pussy immediately contracted around her finger. The video didn’t waste any time getting into it as the first shot panned from the blindfolded woman’s face to between the man’s thick thighs pounding into her asshole doggystyle. His hairless balls swung back and forth rhythmically, her ass jiggled with each pump. Erin aggressively fingered herself, matching the man’s tempo. About a minute in, the man clinched his asschecks, paused thrusting, his cock buried completely inside her asshole, grunted brusquely, and the woman screamed with pleasure. He then immediately resumed thrusting and cum began squeezing out around his cock, then oozed down to her gaping pussy. Normally, that would have triggered Erin to climax, and although she was right at the edge of orgasm, she couldn’t quite get there.

Annoyed, Erin searched ‘cumshot compilation’. *I’m so close. I just need continual climax scenes*, she thought. After about the fifth time a guy blasted his load Erin was still right on the edge, but nowhere closer to cumming. *That mother fucker put a hex on me! I can’t cum because he hasn’t told me I’m allowed to!*

Her annoyance turned into anger. She pulled her fingers out of herself and opened the message exchange. “Why haven’t you messaged me about Saturday?!?” she typed out to the strange man, pounding her finger on each letter.

Since it was almost two a.m. she didn’t expect a reply, so Erin adjusted her panties back into place, stood, smoothed her skirt down, and began packing her things in her purse. Her phone buzzed right when she was about to shut her office door. Erin’s emotions flipped on her as she read the message. “Let’s get this straight, slut. I don’t care about you.” *I’m so stupid. I disrespected him.* The rational, strong, powerful Erin was gone. It didn’t matter that he called her ‘slut’, or that he said ‘I don’t care about you’. All that mattered to cumslut Erin was that her pussy throbbed and she needed him to punish her for disrespecting him.

Unconsciously, Erin had dropped to her knees. She replied, “I’m sorry. Don’t be mad.”

Erin hyperventilated waiting for his reply. She gulped down a breath when her phone buzzed. “I’m not mad. I literally don’t give a fuck.”

As fast as she could, Erin replied, “I booked a room under the name Erica.”

An agonizing five minutes passed before he wrote back. “I will be there at midnight. Leave the door open. Not unlocked, OPEN! Before I enter, you need to be naked, blindfolded, kneeling in front of the bed, with your arms behind your back. Do not say anything to me except if you need the safeword, which is Red Apple. Red means pause, things are too much at that moment. Red Apple means full stop. **I will immediately stop.** If you are gagged, three taps on my body will mean Red Apple. If you are gagged and bound, three snaps of your fingers will mean Red Apple. If you are a good cumslut I will leave an apple in the room when I’m down with you. If I don’t, never contact me again. Tell me you understand, slut.”

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