Part two, link to part one:
[MF] The interview [light Dom] [con] [dubcon] from eroticliterature
Here I am, straddling potentially my new boss.
“I think you’re the best fit for the position Jenny” you say, still rocking me back and forth on top of your groin.
My hands are wrapped around your neck. I keep buckling up and down, feeling you swell beneath me.
It’s my turn to smirk.
“I think so too” I say.
Your hands are immense, still feeling up and down my ass. You cup my cheeks, massaging them.
“You’re definitely what I’m looking for, but..” you pause.
“I think you still need to finish your interview. Let me know if you need to stop the process any time.”
I startle briefly. What? I replay the events of what’s happened. Did I start this crazy heavy petting? No. This was all his idea. Or am I a sex crazed maniac who can’t go through an interview for a nanny job without getting soaked through my panties? I feel like such a sexual deviant.
“I’m so sorry, I just got swept up in the moment” I say, slowing down my pace of grinding, and begining to dismount.
Your grip on my ass tightens, and you make sure I don’t slow my place all the way down.
“That’s not what I meant” you say. Your tone seems different. Could that be anger in your voice? There’s a power there.
“Oh” I say. “What do you mean?”
“I just have one or two aptitude tests for you first”
I nearly roll my eyes. My clitoris is throbbing, and my pussy completely soaked. I’ll have to really contain myself for this last leg of the interview.
“Ok” I say, making no moves this time to dismount. I want him more now. I just want him inside me and to keep grinding.
“I want to know about you, Jenny.” You ask.
“Ok,” I respond.
“What are you comfortable with?” You ask.
“A lot, I would imagine” I reply.
You chuckle, still riling yourself up underneath me.
“You may prove me wrong, but our definition of a lot is likely different”
You reach into your suit pocker and produce a small zip lock bag of cable ties. My heart starts to race. I was not expecting this.
I don’t know this man. The door to this room is locked. Now, he has me on his lap and is going to tie me up and fuck me.
“Let’s start with something easy” you continue. “Or would this be ‘a lot’?” You tease, waving the bag in front of me.
I lean back and put my hands out toward him, showing that I’m game. We lock eyes. He slowly takes a cable tie out, and ties one around my wrists.
“Good” he says, looking surprised. Those words make me gush. I can’t stop looking at him and staring at his eyes. I realise that I want to please, and it’s not just for this job.
You place my bound wrists so that again I am looped around your neck, still straddling you. Although it’s the same position as before, I feel less in control. I feel like I’m yours, and that you can do what you like.
“Well, that’s the first part of our practical exam over” you say.
“That wasn’t so bad” I say, trying to remain composed while dripping wet.
You seem to ignore me.
“But there’s been a lot of niceties. Let’s see how you react to bad behaviour”
“Bad behaviour?” I ask.
“Exactly.” You reply. You move your hands to my waist, still grinding.
“Let’s say a young, beautiful woman comes in to the office and tries to sleep with a married man to get a job. Would you say that’s bad?” You ask.
I gasp.
“Well, no, I ”
Then I feel a quick SMACK on my ass.
“No? Not bad?” You ask again, looking into my eyes.
Another smack.
I gasp and grind harder with the impact, my hands draped around you neck. You’re holding me in place, and it’s hard to protest with my hands bound.
“No, I don’t think that’s the whole-”
Another smack.
I gasp.
SMACK.
“It’s not bad-”
SMACK.
SMACK.
“We both want-”
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
“Jenny, you really need to be taught a lot. But I think you know that.”
You keep spanking me and telling me that this is wrong.
You flip me over, so I’m lying on the couch face down ass up. My hands are still bound and resting in front of my clitoris.
You rub my ass up and down where you smacked it. It feels nice.
I start to touch myself at the front, grinding on your knees.
You continue massaging my ass cheeks and tentatively move my panties to one side, about to slide a finger in. I’m so excited, finally, you will enter me.
Then, you stop.
“Oh Jenny, even now! You’re touching yourself! Usually, I would encourage that but…”
SMACK
Smack
SMACK
“You have to be taught a lesson.”
You slide out from under me.
I’m still lying face down on the couch. I hear the sound of shoes being thrown of, and see your clothes gradually fall to the floor. I’m still touching myself, despite your remarks. And I feel you lie on top of me, and hear a zipper come down.
“Well Jenny, that was the second part of the practical.” you continue “and I have to say , I’m disappointed. You behaved very badly, touching yourself like a bad girl. I need you Jenny. I need you to be a good girl for me now. I want you to do well.”
I nod. “I’m yours” I say.
“Who’s? Who do you belong to?”
“You.” I say.
I push my ass slightly up, waiting for him to enter. He puts his hands on my ass, squeezing me and positioning himself. I feel his weight on top of me. We are so close to each other.
He slides my panties to the side and for the first time, I feel his cock brush against me.
“Who do you belong to now?”
“You.”
“Good girl ” you say, and you enter me.
It’s so much that I’m afraid I’m going to come now. I keep touching myself at the front, still bound by the cable ties. He reached up to my face and moves me so our lips are close.
I feel his breath, his body, his skin and his massive cock pumpy slowly inside me. His rhythm perfectly matched mine. He turns my cheek and we start kissing passionately as he continues to slowly fuck me.
It’s like he knows my body. He knows just where to touch, just how to move, just how to kiss. I’m beginning to go over the edge.
“Oh” I say “I’m gonna cum”
“Cum for me.” You say. “You’re mine, you’re gonna cum for me.”
I start cumming and feel him swell to.
Oh God, is he gonna cum?
“I’m gonna cum inside you” he says.
“Do it.” I reply “I’m yours”
Suddenly, I feel a hot liquid inside me. We both lay there, breathing heavy.
“My God” I say.
“Yes” you reply. “How soon can you start?”
You squeeze me with a hard hug and kiss and start cleaning up our mess.
This is going to be very interesting.
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