Staying Employed, Part 12 (MF, Reluctance)

The following week Ballard took me on my hands and knees in his office. It was obvious he’d been looking forward to it, the way he mounted me and didn’t last long before I could feel him spilling his seed inside my pussy. I left his office fighting off tears without saying a word. It didn’t seem to matter to him.

The next time he had me come at the end of the day, and I entered his office to find him naked, waiting for me. With a gesture and a word, he had me strip out of my clothes. Ballard lay down on the ground in his birthday suit, and his cock was already hard. He was anticipating this, whatever it was going to be.

“Bring that pussy over here,” Ballard said with a small smile. I arched a brow, but he said “It’s mine now, remember?”

With a small shrug, I walked over to him, breasts jiggling, and straddled his face. His hands came up immediately to grab my ass, and his tongue darted out to touch my lips. My other lips. He slid his tongue the entire length of my slit, and I gave a small involuntary shudder. When he did it again, a tiny whimper passed my lips. Encouraged, Ballard licked my pussy up and down in long strokes, and before long I was wet despite my desire to leave.

He thrust his tongue inside of me, and I clenched my ass at the sudden intrusion. He gave a grunt of pleasure, and then began lapping at my clit furiously. It was too much too soon – I was never going to come from this but it didn’t stop my pussy from getting wet. I should have known what was coming next, but it still caught me a bit by surprise.

“Ride me,” he grunted. I looked down at him and saw him staring up at me hungrily. The first two times he’d fucked me, he had taken control. Put me in vulnerable positions where I had to either watch or feel him take me due to the absurd fucking agreement I’d made. Now he was ordering me to actively take his cock and put it inside of me. To ride him, and I guessed, make him cum inside me. Fuck.

I felt utterly helpless and dirty. Without a word I shimmied down to put my hips above his. Ballard’s hands came up to grab my tits, my nipples centered in his palms. At least he’d made me wet first.

I raised my hips and reached between my legs to grasp his member with my fingers. I could feel a slickness to his head – he was already leaking precum just from anticipation. With his cock firmly in one hand, I rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, spreading my own juices around just to be sure. No sense making this painful as well as unwelcome.

Feeling as ready as I was ever going to, I placed the head of his cock up against my lips, and slowly sank my hips down. The head slipped inside of me and he gave a grunt. As I slowly slid my pussy down Ballard’s shaft, his grunt turned into a long moan. When he was halfway in, I let go with my hand and let the rest of him slide into me. Finally it was all inside of me, my ass pressed against his hips. He was buried to the hilt.

I let it sit there for a moment, gathering my will to do the next part. Then I began to ride him. I started slowly at first, lifting my hips until only the head of him was inside of me before sinking all the way down again. I could feel every inch of him as he slid in and out of me, and I could tell he could feel every inch too. His eyes were almost glazed, his hands still clutched to my breasts as I moved up and down him.

Wanting things to be over, I began to increase the pace, moving up and down more rapidly now. Ballard seemed to like this, and his hands began to squeeze rhythmically on my tits as I rode his cock. He began to pinch and pull at my nipples, and I felt a small stab of pleasure at the combination of cock in my pussy and the sensations in my breasts. I shoved it down with a small growl at myself, but apparently Ballard mistook it for desire.

He nodded his approval, and, letting go of my tits, motioned for me to get into a squatting position. I hoped he was getting close – this position was murder on the quads. Regardless, I had a job to do. With a nod, I lifted my left knee and got my foot on the ground, and then did the same with my right. All without letting his cock escape my pussy.

Squatting over him now, his shaft still inside of me, I began to ride him in earnest. This time he didn’t grab my tits again, instead reaching his hands to my hips and guiding me up and down at the pace he wanted. His eyes greedily watched my breasts as hung in front of him, swaying up and down with each movement of my hips. He was getting close now. I could feel it, his cock hardening more and swelling inside of me. I picked my pace up a little, and was rewarded when I felt the explosion. As always, the long moment where his cock became impossibly hard, and then it began to twitch and buck, filling me up with his cum.

I rode him through his orgasm like a good girl, letting him drag every bit of pleasure from the moment. I didn’t want those pictures getting out, and the year would be over soon enough.

When I dismounted, a small river of cum leaked out of me onto his stomach and thighs. Cleanup wasn’t part of my job, so I focused on my own situation when I heard Ballard speak.

“I have an offer for you, if you’re interested.”

I looked up from fixing my clothes in place and raised one eyebrow.

“We’ve got what, nine months left?” he asked with a small smile. I nodded, staying silent.

“I want your lips around my cock. I want to cum inside your mouth, watch you swallow.” I froze and looked at him warily. “I know that’s not in the deal, so I want to bargain for it.”

“I’m listening,” I said finally.

“One blowjob, and you’re done.”

“It can’t be that easy,” I said with a frown. “What else is in it for you? I’m not vain, but what man wants to give up almost a year of fucking me for a single blowjob? I know I’m not that good.”

Ballard smiled and shrugged. “I’ve got other… interests also. I’m a man of my word, you know that. Here’s what I’m offering. You put those pretty lips of yours around my cock, and you don’t take my cock out of your mouth for any reason whatsoever until I’ve blown my load. You swallow every last drop, and afterwards you look me in the eyes and say ‘thank you’.”

“Nice touch,” I said with a touch of sarcasm.

“If you do that, our agreement is at an end. You keep your promotion, the car, and go back to being a regular employee.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You can not do this at all, and I keep cumming inside of you once a week until the year is up. If you agree to do it, but let my cock out of your mouth before I come, then the photos we took together go to everyone who knows your name.”

It was tempting. “What if I need to sneeze?” I asked with a frown.

“A fair question. You can stop sucking my cock for a few seconds as needed, but you don’t speak a single word, and you don’t leave until I’ve come inside your mouth, you’ve swallowed, and said ‘Thank you.'”

Seemed elaborate. And almost too easy. But, I suppose a man like him with money and power probably had interns lining up to take his dick for a possible job. Maybe he was getting bored with me. Besides, I could tell how much he took pleasure from the taboo of it all – he got off on crossing my boundaries.

“I’ll think about it,” I said. Then I left.

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