I spanked her harder than I had intended to, but she didn’t seem to mind; when my hand contacted her bare backside, she let out a pained yet pleasurable gasp.
“Fuck!”
“I told you not to speak.”
Another smack landed on her reddening backside, but this time, she did not reply. Instead, she settled back into place across my naked legs as my cock continued to press firmly into her stomach.
I raised my hand and brought it down once again. Another loud crack punctuated my otherwise quiet office.
“Now, tell me again why you disobeyed me.”
“Because I forgot the rules.”
Another spank; another crack.
“Didn’t I tell you to knock before entering?”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.”
I spanked her again and again, but then, as my hand began to tire, I brought my palm down gently against her butt, caressed one cheek for a moment, then squeezed it tightly. Her skin was as hot as mine, and the tip of my penis was surely leaking, leaving a thin, clear residue where it pressed against her stomach.
“Now, stand up.”
She did as she was told and took her place before me. She was completely naked save for a brown, leather collar around her neck. Her blond hair, which was usually pulled into a ponytail, hung lazily around her face. Her bare breasts, crowned by pointed nipples, sat heavily.
Between my legs, my erection stood at complete attention. It twitched as I sat looking at her, and her attention was drawn to it.
Seeing this, I held out a single index finger, and she leaned in, slid her mouth around it, and sucked it down to the lowest knuckle. Her tongue was soft and flexible. The back of her throat was hot and moist. She stared longingly at my cock as she did this.
At this moment, I pulled my finger from her mouth, quickly grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her face down to my crotch. She stumbled onto weak, tired knees and nearly smashed her face directly against it.
Then, as she had done with my finger, her lips wrapped firmly around my penis, although this time, her mouth had to stretch greatly to accommodate my girth.
I released her collar and laid my head back against my chair’s headrest as she worked on me. There was no gentleness, only the wet, rough, gagging blowjob that I had been anticipating all day.
When I looked down, I saw nothing but the top of her head bobbing up and down as her chin periodically made contact with my swollen testicles.
“Holy shit.”
Realizing what I had said, I cursed myself. I was supposed to be in complete control, yet she had forced the words from me. This wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time in a long while. The eagerness she demonstrated while sucking me was overwhelming. Every movement was heavenly. Every flick of the tongue was magical. Every overwhelmed gag was music.
As I felt myself losing control, I grabbed her by the back of the head and forced myself deeper down her throat. She gagged and put her hands on my knees, but I did not let up. I felt her nose and chin pressing against me as I pumped cum down the back of her throat.
When I had finished, she fell backwards onto her swollen ass and looked up at me. She wiped the remnants of my cum from the corner of her mouth, swallowed it, and said, “Did I do a good job, boss?”
“You did. Now, do you think you will remember to knock before entering my office next time?”
Her eyes narrowed and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Probably not.”
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