Gagging for a Promotion | Blowjob, Swallow, Rough

[This idea for this short story comes from here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ett17g/someone_please_write_this/) **(Thanks** [**u/Starwind_Amada**](https://www.reddit.com/user/Starwind_Amada/)**)**

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Heather planted her ass on the kitchen counter next to the warm coffee machine. She sipped her steaming cup and looked across the small break room. It was slow Tuesday morning and the shop outside was near empty, the only other employee here was Emilie who was working the cash register. Gavin, Heather’s boss, was in the back office, trying to find a new store manager. The last manager, Paula, had moved to Canada a fortnight ago, and Gavin had been going insane trying to find her replacement.

*Can’t believe he’s searching for a new manager when me and Emilie have been working here for three years.* She placed her empty cup in the sink, washed it out with cold water. *I deserve to be promoted to manager.* She left the break room and entered the main shop area. She walked down the video game aisle, looking at the new releases. She’d have more money to spend on gaming stuff if she had a higher paying job.

Emelie was behind the register, serving an old woman, the only shopper in the last hour. She handed over a few coins.

‘Here’s your change,’ Emilie smiled, ‘See you soon.’ The old woman thanked her and left the shop. Emilie turned to Heather, ‘Hey, girl.’

‘Hey.’ Heather hopped on to the counter next to her friend, swinging her legs. She looked at a door in the distance, behind was Gavin’s office. ‘Can you believe he’s trying to recruit for Paula’s job without even considering us?’

Emilie opened the register, she spoke without looking up, ‘I know right. What you betting that he finds some young, impressionable, barely legal teen that’ll spread her legs at a moment’s notice. Remember when that Ashley girl worked here? She and Gavin would spend all that time in the back room, looking over “reports”’

‘Yes. I do.’ Heather laughed, but an idea manifested itself in her mind. *Could I? No? I’m not slut… but maybe it’ll work?* She dropped off the counter, ‘I’m gonna go speak to him.’

‘You can try, hun.’ She closed the register with a ring. ‘But the creep won’t budge, I tried earlier today.’

Heather walked away. ‘I’ll try harder.’ She walked back through the video game aisle. *Am I actually going to this?* She unbuttoned her collar on her red shirt, teasing her neckline. She was flat-chested, but her figure was slender and fit, and she made up for it with a nice round ass.

She knocked twice on Gavin’s door.

‘Come in.’ He shouted out.

Heather opened the door and found Gavin sitting as his computer, typing away. He was an average looking guy, dark hair and stubble, wearing a white work shirt and black trousers.

‘Hey, Gavin.’ Heather said.

‘Hey…’ He didn’t lookup. ‘I’ll be with you in one moment.’ He continued typing. Heather closed the door and walked deeper into the room. She stood with one arm resting on her hip, waiting impatiently. He tapped his loud keyboard a few more times, ‘There. Done.’ He swivelled his chair to face her. ‘Heather, what is it you need? I’m super busy trying to find a replacement for Paula.’

Heather took a few steps over, making sure to swing her hips slightly. ‘That’s actually why I’m here…’

Gavin looked confused, ‘Er, okay…?’

Heather sat on the edge of his desk and crossed her legs, ‘We’ve been thinking-’

‘“We” being you and Emilie, I presume?’

‘Yes.’ Heather grinned, ‘We’ve been thinking that it’s bit unfair that you’re looking for a new store manager when we’re here, working our asses off, and you don’t even think of giving us the promotion.’

‘Heather…’ Gavin looked to the side, then back at her, his eyes glued to her long legs. ‘Store manager is an intense job. You’d have to have skills that I’m not sure you have.’

Heather slid closer, and whispered, ‘I’m very skilled. In *many* ways.’ *Has he got the hint?*

Gavin leant to the side, checking the door to his office was closed. His hands moved to his crotch, he undid his belt. He looked Heather in the eyes, gestured to the floor with a tilt of his head.

Heather smiled, lightly made her way off the desk. She acted calm, but her heart was beating furiously in her chest. *Okay. This is actually happening.*

She fell to her knees in front of him, the mute grey carpet was rough and uncomfortable. She caressed his legs through his trousers, felt his cock bulging slightly. She looked up at him, her eyes were innocent and sweet. She pulled his zipper down and hooked her fingers around his trousers and boxers. Gavin lifted himself slightly, allowing Heather to pull them down and reveal a cut, semi-erect cock.

*Let’s get that job.* She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and slowly started to stroke up and down. He let out a little moan, Heather brought her other hand up and started to tickle his balls, making his cock twitch.

‘Use your mouth.’ He ordered.

Heather moved forward and gently pressed her lips against his head, still stroking. She loosened her mouth and let his cock slide in. She tasted the salty pre-cum dribble out on to her tongue. She kissed and teased him, his cock now hard as a rock. Gavin planted his hands on the back of her head, took a handful of her hair and slowly pushed her down, forcing her to take his throbbing cock deeper into her mouth.

Heather felt his head poke the back of her throat, she let out a coarse cough and gagged. She found herself struggling to breathe. She pressed her hands down on his thighs, trying to pull herself away, but his grip on her head seemed unbreakable.

‘Take it all.’ His voice was primal and heavy. He started to thrust upwards out of his chair, the tip of his dick bouncing off the back of her throat. Breathing was impossible, *Use your nose. Breathe through your nose.* His thrusts were fast and violent, his balls bounced off her chin, a mixture of spit and pre-cum leaked out of corners of her mouth and to the base of his cock. His grip on her hair was making her scalp sting, and the face fucking was stretching her pretty throat further than it had ever been before. The sound of her protests became lost on the gagging and the slurping, her arms still beat against his thighs, to no avail. *So this must be what that girl Ashley was doing all that time she was back here.*

Part of Heather hated Gavin, she had planned to suck his dick, yes, but she hadn’t expected to get her face fucked like something out of a porn film. But another part of her, a part of her that she’d never seen before, was loving every minute of it. His cock brutalizing her mouth turned her on, and she couldn’t deny the wetness she felt in her panties.

Gavin was so busy abusing Heather’s cute mouth, and she was so busy trying to breathe, neither of them noticed Emilie peaking through the office door. From her point of view, she could the back of Heather’s head energetically bobbing up and down and could hear the sound of her struggling gags. Emilie watched for a few minutes, getting turned on herself, then carefully shut the door. She kept the image of her friend being violated, promising herself that she’ll touch herself tonight thinking about it.

Gavin’s breathing sped up, *He’s getting close,* his thrusts into her strained mouth became wilder and more savage, she felt his cock jerk lightly.

‘I’m gonna cum.’ He spat out, ‘Remember, a good manager knows to swallow.’ He tightened his grip on her head, his cock twitched. He let out a loud growl as he erupted in her mouth. Heather choked and heaved as his massive salty load filled her mouth up. *Don’t leave a mess.* She counted to three… and swallowed. The unpleasant stream of his sticky seed slid down the back of her throat.

Gavin released her head from his iron grip. Heather moved her head up, she sucked the whole length of his shaft on the way, making sure not to miss a single drop of cum. She looked at him, his chest was heaving and he was damp with sweat. Heather felt something on her lip, some of his load had managed to seep out. She swiped it up with her index finger and sucked on it. Though his cum tasted bad, she didn’t want to miss a drop.

Heather moved back on her knee’s and stood up, as did Gavin. He pulled his trousers up in silence, then looked at her.

‘You’ve got the job.’ He sat back down and started typing again. ‘Now get out of my office.’

Heather didn’t reply, just she turned and opened the door. She walked back into the shop.

Her hair was a mess from him holding it, her cheeks were red from the facefuck, and the areas around her lips were sticky with his cum. Heather walked over to the cash register, Emilie was on her phone.

‘Hey.’ Emilie said, smirking. ‘How’d it go?’

Heather grinned, ‘Say hello to your new store manager.’

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