Just what was it that brought you to me pet? Did you do a stint in jail and no one would hire you? Were you running away from an abusive home and this town is where your car broke down? Or did your partner accidentally knock you up and run off. Either way, you must have been desperate to look for a job here. Especially after hearing the rumors, and ESPECIALLY with how you looked. Its practically not even my fault anything happened.
And of course something happened, but you knew that, didnt you? When the dress code was modified just to show off your perfect ass. It wasn’t even practical, the tight clothes led to more than one accident. But that’s the price you had to pay. Of course, the expensive uniform was more than you could afford the first time, and when it got a tear in it? Well you’ll just have to keep coming in like that.
After I realized you legitimately had no other options is when things started ramping up. You were no longer able to take a lunch break, instead being forced to spend that time in my office, straddling my thighs. You even cried the first time I made you, but that was the first time my cock stiffened against your tiny little slit.
When you broke and begged me to let you eat I fished my cock out. We both knew you couldnt do anything about it, and you looked like you were about to faint. I was just helping out one of my workers after all. And something told me you didnt have a ton of time at home to make up for the lost lunch time.
After our new arrangement started, things more or less stabilized. I’d offer you my cock each and every day, and occasionally you’d desperately suck me dry so I’d give you maybe 5 minutes to try and eat something. Of course I tried to take it further, I wanted to bury my cock deep in your vulnerable little cunt. But you held firm on that, told me nothing I could do would make you sleep with me.
It was a good thing the lock in freezer was so well insulated then, wasnt it pet? When you found yourself locked in, knowing you couldnt scream for help. It must have been cold, judging by the barely conscious state I found you in an hour or so later. You didn’t even try to struggle when I tore the last shreds of your uniform apart and humped myself into your cold little body. I even was so kind as to call an ambulance after the fact, having you not get treatment for the cold would be a waste of a corporate asset after all, wouldnt it pet?
And I’m sure you figured you’d tell someone at the hospital. Right up until you found the bill. Doing the math, it was more money than you’d make in 10 lifetimes. You’d lose that flea ridden apartment of yours under all that debt, not to mention whatever reason brought you to me in the first place.
I gave you three days to recover. We both knew you needed a job, especially now. And I knew it was only a matter of time before you came and begged me to help. After all, who else would?
You were such a good girl asking too. You only cried a little when I ripped the condom. You choked back your tears the entire time. You even announced when you came, just like I had told you. So of course I agreed to help you, I’m not a monster after all. I gave you one of the only jobs in this town that would let you pay the bill payments. I even gave you a room in my house. The only stipulation was you milked my cock without hesitation. Elsewise theres always the freezer for disobedient girls, isnt that right pet?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t35ldu/your_boss_mfnoncon