I pulled up to his building and if luck would have it there was no parking. dressed in latex and sounding like a squeaky toy I found a spot on the road, parked my car and came up with an excuse for my attire in case I saw someone I knew.
He knows I’m on my way but not that I’m here to be his little doll to use and fuck or that I have my new toy already snugly in place. All I hope now is that he’s not in the middle of a large campaign with his buddies online. They take their games seriously and I’d hate to interrupt….
He buzzes me in and the silence of the lobby makes me utterly aware of the light humming coming from my toy tucked nicely into my pussy and I can feel wave after wave rush over me as it vibrates, pulsing, on my hard wet clit.
I’m nervous, I hope he likes his present. My hair is curled, makeup is done up in a subtle but still sexy way, nothing too bright on the lips, just how he likes me. I start to take my jacket off while I take the elevator from the lobby too the fourth floor, the latex pants catch the light and I love how they look on my legs, especially with the black patent pumps. The extra detailing on the bra I chose peaks out through the v-neck of the leather body suit. I reach for the door handle and it’s locked, I was hoping it would be open. I didn’t want him to see me until I was able to set my stuff down so as to not obscure the outfit I know he’s been wanting to see. He opens the door and I can see that he’s immediately figured out I’m not just here to pick up a choker I forgot the night before but instead I’m here to take care of him. Or to be taken care of, depending on how you look at it.
He pulls me into his apartment and grabs me around the waste pulling me right to him while he kisses me, he stops and looks down at the vibration he can feel radiating through me. I hand him the remote and he smirks before grabbing my hair and yanking my head back so he can see my neck, it’s his canvas, where I proudly display my bruises and bites. I can feel his biting getting harder as his hand releases my hair and makes it’s away around my throat he lightly applies pressure, just enough to remind me that I’m not in charge. I can feel his thick cock getting hard so my hand naturally gravitates towards it, ready to take care of its every need. He grabs my wrist, pulling it away because he knows how badly I want it, how I went all night and morning thinking about when I’d finally get to taste it again. I try to resist at first, but like a child grabbing for a cookie after being told no! I want it right now, and I like to get what I want. He grips tighter and grabs back ahold of my hair before sternly reminding me that I am not to be a brat in his house, not without punishment at least.
With His gentle but firm grip on my hair and his much much less gentle grip around my wrist he leads me to his office. “Silly girl, I’m busy right now, your going to have to sit and wait, it would be rude of me to keep these other people waiting much longer.” He pushes me to my knees before giving me a kiss on my lips and sitting back down at his desk. One last bite on my neck to remind me of what’s to come, this sends shivers through my body, my heart starts to race and the toy that was once snuggly nestled inside my slit has started to shift, my pussy so wet it’s almost falling out. I stair at him while he sits at his computer, his dark hair and deep eyes, his broad shoulders and thick arms. All the things I love about him at the forefront of my mind while I sit on my knees patiently waiting.
He, for the most part ignoring me, occasionally changes the rhythm of my toy or the intensity of its vibration. It makes me squirm in the latex catsuit, I’m so close to the edge of coming just thinking about what I get to do for him next and what he might do to me later. I can’t look away from him, the smirk on his face every time the vibration changes and he can hear me shifting my body as I enjoy the sensation. I inch myself closer to him as the minutes pass hoping that if I just get close enough to grab his cock, maybe he’ll let me stroke it while he plays his game, isn’t that what a good girl would do anyway? Not according to him, he pulls his chair away from the desk, his thick cock is clearly hard as he shifts how it’s sitting in his pants. I want to feel it, I want to lick it and taste it. I need it on my mouth. I’m fixated on it, on him. He turns towards me and grabs my hair pulling my hair back forcing me to look at his face and not his hard, throbbing dick. Before he says a word I can feel his palm cross my cheek “I thought I told you to wait until I was done, just because you can touch it doesn’t mean your allowed too. He stands to leave the room and bends down over me, still holding firmly onto my hair forcing me to look into his eyes, he comes closer as to give me a kiss or maybe a bite but instead I feel his warm wet spit across my face “your acting like a little whore, so now your going to get treated like a little whore.” “I’m sorry sir.” I utter under my breath, my attitude from earlier all but distinguished. I’ve never been able to defy him for more then a few minutes, his presence alone is enough to remind me of who is in charge. He returns after a moment and I can hear the clinging of the hand cuffs, I can see the gag in his other hand. Behind your back he says to me as he opens the cuffs, I do as I’m told, like his good little cock whore “open up” he says and once again I do. “If you want something in your mouth so bad, then you shall have something in your mouth, whore” he tightens the gag around my head before grabbing my head in his hands. “Gorgeous.” He says. “Now, baby girl it seems like you can’t stop starring at my dick?” I shake my head in agreement. “So let’s make sure you get an even better view, under the desk, whore” he grabs my shoulders directing me to sit on my knees under his desk, his cock only inches from my mouth, my mouth now full with this gag. “Now you’ll stop distracting me while I’ll trying to play this game, I told you that I couldn’t leave these people waiting and yet you kept trying to get closer to my cock. Now your as close as you can get but you can’t do anything about it” he laughs before spitting on me for a second time. Now your just this pathetic little girl, so close to what you want but you can’t have it” he pulls his chair in leaving me to sit in the darkness under the desk, even with less light I can still see his cock is rock hard inside his pants.
He goes back to his game, hearing him on discord with his friends, talking about everything from strategy to who’s having what for dinner makes me even more wet. Knowing I’m his dirty little secret, no one would suspect that he’s sitting here with his little cum slut just waiting for them to finish. No one would suspect that he even has a little cum slut at all, one who wants nothing more then to taste his cum and feel his cock getting harder and harder in my throat. In between moves in his game he lowers his hand under the desk and gentle strokes his still hard cock through the soft fabric of his pants. “If only I had a warm place to put this.” He laughs “too bad your mouth is full already whore.” I can feel my drool falling out of my mouth around the ball gag, it falls down my chin and neck before making its way to the cat suit, sliding across my tits before falling to the floor. I can’t stop it, seeing him stroke his dick, it makes me salivate, it should be me holding it, it should be me tasting it. The toy I’m wearing starts back up again, I was so fixated on sirs cock I hadn’t even notice it had turned off while I was under the desk. It jolts me back to reality…. I’m still under the desk for what feels like forever now, I can feel the dampness of my pussy pouring down the sides of my legs. Sir will be so pleased with how wet I am for him.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ur4s0s/waiting_impatiently_pt_1_mf_bd
Very much looking forward to part 2.