That evening, Anna took his order to heart. She got home, kissed her husband deeply on the mouth, and upstairs with a bottle of wine to run a bath. The warm water felt incredibly therapeutic after the what her body had been through earlier in the day.
“I’ve fucked porn stars and princesses… I want to fuck you, Anna.” His words echoed in her head over and over. She shook her head in disbelief. Why would he pick her when he could have any woman he wants? Not that she should complain, she thought, her mind replaying how she had been fucked. A smile spread across her face as she dipped her hand under the water to touch herself. But even her own touch was too much for her ravaged womanhood. She let out a sigh, sipped her wine, and let the warm water work its magic on her many aching parts.
The next day she got dressed, tight black skirt, and a simple v-neck with a cardigan, 4-inch stiletto heels, and a necklace that hung deep into her ample cleavage. She made sure her makeup was perfect. She was no longer just dressing for work. She was dressing to impress. Quickly kissing her husband out of band she walked out the door, anxious to see her new office.
Pulling into the parking garage it dawns on her that she had worn panties. That was against the rules. She didn’t want to push her luck so she awkwardly wiggled out of them and put them in her purse. He said he was going to check. The idea momentarily brought a blush to her face.
She steps into the elevator, taking a moment to remember to take it up to the top, not the main floor with the “nobodys.” As the doors part, she steps into a space transformed. An expensive looking hardwood desk now held her computer and personal items, painstakingly placed in the same order they had been in at her meager cubicle. Sprawling, lush green plants were placed around the space, making Anna feel like she had stepped into a small jungle. She walks over to the desk and runs her fingers along the soft leather of the chair that had been provided for her. She picks up the phone and dials his extension to thank him but gets only his outgoing message. He hasn’t arrived yet.
Anna opens the appointment book that had been provided for her. Nothing scheduled this morning. She busies herself adjusting the chair and the space to her liking.
When he casually strolls off the elevator, she reflexively looks at the clock. “The man who sets the hours is never late, Anna,” he laughs as he walks past her toward his office. He stops at her desk and makes no attempt to hide his eyes hungrily looking her up and down. “Is your new office to your liking?”
“Yes, sir,” Anna stutters. She had never noticed before how his expensive suits hugged his athletic muscular frame. She bites her lip involuntarily.
“They went a bit wild with the plants. I’ll have them get some of these out of here. This is a penthouse office not a greenhouse garden,” he chuckles, noticing her lip but not drawing attention to it. “Just call if you need anything,” he says, turning and walking through the door of his office.
An hour passes. She had had to call a few times. Checking appointments. Asking for numbers. All strictly business. No flirtations or dirty remarks. Their relationship appears to be strictly professional. Was yesterday a fluke? Was that his way of conducting an interview for the position? Anna’s head has too many questions inside of it.
12:30.
Anna’s phone rings. It’s him.
“Anna, please come into my office.” As she enters, she again hears the click of the lock behind her. She jumps but not as much as the day before. He sits at his desk, looking out at the overcast day from the floor to ceiling windows. They’re only thirteen stories up but the fog and overcast give the impression that they are in the clouds.
He turns to her.
“Come to me,” his voice low but not diminishing his command. Anna walks over and stands in front of him, a puzzled look on her face. He says nothing but meets her eyes. Then he runs his right hand up her thigh and under her skirt. He slowly, delicately runs the tip of his middle finger along her slit. She bites her lip to keep from moaning.
“Good girl,” he whispers. He takes his hand out from under her skirt and stands.
“How was your bath? Does your body feel recovered? I know something like our rendezvous yesterday can take its toll. Certainly it requires some adjustment.”
“Well sir, the bath did help, but I’m still a bit sore today, I will surely adjust as time goes on,” she responds, trying to hide her nervousness.
“Yes, I hope that you will,” he says in a flat tone.
He walks across to a glass coffee table and picks up a white box with a small gold bow on it.
“I had these overnight delivered from Japan,” he says, walking back to the spot she hasn’t moved from. “A small welcome gift for you.”
He hands the box to her, a confused look coming over her face.
“Go ahead. Open it.”
Anna’s hands tremble as she slowly removes the ribbon and bow and opens the box. Inside are a small silver butt plug and a C-shaped item with one wide end and one narrow.
With a shaking voice she says, “I don’t know what to say… They are beautiful, sir. But what are they for?”
“They are for you. For pleasure and mine. I trust you have seen a butt plug and vibrator before. I want you to wear them today.”
He picks up his cell phone and presses a few buttons. Both devices start to vibrate. First together, then he presses more buttons and they change patterns and intensity, both together and alternately.
“As you can see, I have control over both of them. And when they are inside of you, I will have control of you. Now let me watch you put them in.”
As they vibrate in the box, Anna feels her pussy start to throb in excitement. His control has quickly become addictive to her and she craves more.
“Yes, sir,” she whispers, raising her skirt and leans over his desk, pushing her ass out towards him, ready for whatever he has planned. He takes the plug from the box and puts it into her mouth, twisting it around, lubing it with her spit. He raises his other hand to his mouth, licks his finger, and slowly circles her ass hole with it.
“I didn’t fuck your ass yesterday. When I put my finger in I could tell it was a new feeling for you. I want to fuck your ass. And I will fuck your ass. But I want you to enjoy it when I do. You need training first,” he says, pulling the gleaming plug from her mouth.
He spreads her cheeks slightly, his large hands firm and rough against her smooth, supple flesh. He kneels slightly and licks her waiting hole before pressing the smooth rounded head of the plug against it and pushing gently. Anna gasps as the plug presses starts to enter her. He slowly twists and pushes it further and further, stretching her hole gently. Her eyes begin to water and her gasps turn to moans as this new feeling washes over her. Then it is fully inside of her, leaving only it’s jeweled, gleaming button exposed.
“How does that feel, Anna?” She reaches back and pulls her cheeks, adjusting to the feeling of her anal toy virginity being gone.
“Oh sir,” she moans, breathing hard as the discomfort turns to a new sensation, “That feels… interesting.”
He presses a button on his phone and the plug begins to pulse steadily inside of her, making her gasp again.
“If it’s too much, you should tell me. We can break you in slower.”
He pauses but she says nothing, just begins gently moaning. He picks up the C-shaped toy. “Now this should feel more familiar,” he says spreading her lower lips and inserting two fingers. He gently finger fucks her, turning his fingers to stimulate all parts of her inside, the pulse of the plug making her vibrate around him. Then he takes his fingers out and slides the probe inside of her. It curves gently to align with her g spot. A plate attaches at the base, follows the curve of her body up and places a rounded nub against her clit. He gives her a moment to adjust before pressing another button on his phone. At first it matches the pulse of the plug. He presses another button and it begins to pulse opposite the plug. He press another button and the nub on her clit vibrates steadily. Another button, a nodule inside the nub begins to rotate around her clit.
“And how are we feeling now?” Anna’s knees buckle, her legs start to shake, and she is suddenly unable to form words. “Oh, fuuuck…” is all she can can manage. She grips the desk, fearing she may fall over. At this moment she starts to realize how much fun being his slut is going to be.
“Now these are both on numbered settings. They are set at 3 now. They can both go slower…”
He turns them both down to barely pulsing.
“And they can both go up to 10 for speed and intensity…”
He turns them both to 10. They make a muffled roar inside of her. Anna nearly falls completely off the desk, her balance suddenly gone. She finds herself fighting a quickly growing orgasm. He leaves them at 10 an extra second to torture her a little. Then he returns them both to 3.
“You have to tell me what is most pleasurable for you.”
Anna struggles to regain her breath, “Sir… I… I’ve never felt this kind of thing before. Had you left them at 10 I would would have cum almost instantly. Maybe we should stay on lower settings for now,” she says, turning her head to look at him as she speaks. “But you are in control. You may adjust them as you please.”
“I know you’re still very sensitive after yesterday. I’ll take it easy on you,” he chuckles. “Now I have 2 questions for you.”
She looks at him but says nothing.
“Do you want me to turn them off now or leave them on until you’ve finished sucking my cock?”
Without speaking, she stands up, adjusting again to the vibrating toys inside of her, and kneels at his feet. Making eye contact with a small smile and innocent eyes behind her oversize glasses, she unzips his pants and pulls his cock out.
“That’s a good girl,” he says, as she strokes him. “Let’s see if your skills are as incredible as they were yesterday,” he says, sitting down and making a show of grabbing his phone.
Anna moans, feeling him get harder in her hand. Then she licks his shaft from base to tip before sucking gently on his head. Taking one hand she massages his balls in the same rhythm as her sucking before slowly pushing him deeper into her throat.
“Fuck you are good at what you do,” he moans. “Let’s see how you perform under pressure.”
He taps his phone 3 times, upping the speed and intensity of the vibrations in both holes.
“That’s at 6,” he says.
She pops her lips off of him and gasps out at the sudden change in pace. “Oh fuck…” she whispers, still stroking him. She closes her eyes and lets her body adjust. When she opens her eyes again, they now are full of hunger and lust for His control. Her pussy is soaking wet. She loves the feeling of being under his control.
She bites her lip before pushing his entire length down her throat, saliva running down her chin. She bobs her head up and down, fucking him with her throat, before pulling off and sucking his head again, jerking his throbbing length, now slick with her saliva. If he is going to torture her with pleasure she is going to try to do the same to him.
“Fuck me, you are talented,” he moans.
“You know, your eyes are so fucking sexy when you’re about to cum,” he says.
Anna laughs and pulls his out of her mouth to say, “I’m not about to cum.”
“Oh yes you are, my little slut.”
He taps his phone and turns both toys up to 10. Then he grabs her head and pushes himself into her throat, fucking her mouth wildly. Anna tries to hold off her orgasm as best she can, but the vibrations are too much. He is absolutely in control of her body now. Instincts take over and she pushes him out of her mouth with all of her strength, her head snapping backwards feeling an intense reaction she has never experienced before.
“OH FUCK!” she screams, not caring if the whole building hears. Her stomach contracts and her nails digging into his thighs. She keeping cumming as the vibrations continue, unable to stop them. Her eyes water, the pleasure starting to become uncomfortable. Her clit is throbbing, her pussy is dripping, her juices beginning to coat her thighs. She looks in his eyes, silently pleading for it to stop, knowing she is completely at his mercy.
“Please, sir… Oh fuck….” she manages to gasp.
He taps the phone twice quickly and the vibrations stop completely.
“Did we enjoy that?” he says, feeling her body collapse onto him.
She lays her head on his thigh, breathing heavily trying to regain her bearings. Without speaking she looks up at him and nods. Her head is spinning. For the second day in a row he has made her cum more intensely than she had ever dreamed.
“Good girl,” he says, patting her head. “I have this feeling that you cum harder for me than you ever have for your husband. The element of being controlled is deeply erotic to you. You get wetter, you cum harder, you crave more. Soon you will be insatiable. Addicted to my control. Craving it at all times. The very snap of my fingers or beckon of my voice will make you instantly, unmercifully wet.”
He picks her head up and holds her gaze. “Now when you are recovered, you may finish sucking my cock. You want to taste my cum again. And I won’t deny you. No more games today.”
She nods, acknowledging that every word he has said is true. She smiles, knowing she has made her master happy by cumming for him.
“Yes, sir” she says before taking his cock in her hand and again jerking it slowly, letting him know that she appreciates his attention.
After a minute, she opens her mouth and pushes him into her throat with a moan, and again fucks him with her throat.
“My god, Anna. There are women who charge $1000 for a blowjob who aren’t as talented as you are. Trust me, I’ve paid them. Fuck,” he moans.
He rests his hand on her head doesn’t press. Just reminding her that he is allowing her to show off but he is still in control.
She moans in response to the compliment and lets drool drip down her chin as she meets his eyes before sucking playfully on his tip and jerking his shaft. She pops her lips off and licks his shaft up and down, kissing it gently before pushing it deeper than before, gagging slightly. He squirms and grips the arms of his chair, trying to hold back his cum. She is so talented he can barely concentrate.
“Fuck maybe I’m the one who needs training,” he moans, squirming harder. He bites his lip as his legs start to shake.
“FUCK ANNA,” he cries out, grasping her head with both hands and pushing his cock into her throat just in time for it to explode. His cum runs warm and thick, every spasm of his body coating her throat more. She moans and gags and prides herself on having every drop.
“Fuck…” he moans, releasing her head, and falling back into his chair.
“I didn’t even cum that fast when I was a teenager.”
He is in a daze, trying to catch his breath.
She smiles and giggles a little then kisses your cock gently, before resting her head on his thigh again, and gently running her nails along his skin.
“I guess your little slut is good at pleasing you, sir,” he says quietly, hoping she didn’t speak out of turn.
“That mouth of yours is incredible,” he says, stroking her hair.
“Your pussy might almost be too tight at the moment. But I know how to fix that,” he chuckles.
“I’ll get you trained to everything I like. My personal slut.”
He glances at the clock.
“Should I send you back to your desk or should we order in lunch? Even a good slut needs more than cum in her belly.”
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