Beautiful struggling artist shows her boss how committed she is to the gallery [20F/27M] [boss][fisting] [blowjob] [light humil]

“Natalie, a potential patron is coming in this after noon and we really need to secure this deal.” Luke shouted from across the gallery. The heels of his boots clicked as he crossed the hardwood floor over to me. I was sitting on the floor in the back workroom space working on my next project. As Luke got closer he stood within inches of me making his crotch directly eye level with me. I could smell the cologne coming off his body.
“I mean this whole gallery needs the money but you especially. None of your new stuff sold.” He reminded me.
“I know, I remember, that’s why I’m here working on my next project.” I say in the bitchiest, yet most professional why I can muster. Ever since Luke got promoted to Assistant Director he’s been on a real power trip.
“Whatever, just know you’re showing him around” he squatted down to get to my eye level. “and if we don’t get this deal we will not renew your contract coming up.”
My heart stopped. “What?” I practically whimper and look at him.
He stands up and inches just a little closer to me.
“Yeah, that’s what Melody said. I tried to vouch for you but I just didn’t know how committed you were.” He looked at me with a devilish grin.
“I bet there’s a few things you could do to show me how committed you are.”
I could see he was starting to get hard. Fuck. I don’t want to do this. But I’ve always wanted to be an artist and this is my best opportunity.
I turn on my knees in the floor to face him. I slightly spread my legs a little slowly tracing my hand down my chest and resting in my lap.
“Im committed to this place!” I say as I very slowly start to rock my hips back and forth. His cock fully enlarged in his trousers.
“Then prove it.” As the words leave his mouth he grabs me by my hair and pulls us both up to our feet. I wince a little at the pain but can feel myself starting to get wet.
“Take your top off.” He commands.
I start to unbutton my shirt but my hands were shaking. After two buttons Luke loses his patience and rips my shirt open. One of his hand grabs my throat and pulls my cheek next to his lips.
“Quit fucking around!” He whispered and with his free hand smacked me hard across the cheek.
Holy fuck why was I getting so wet right now?
I took my bra off and my perky boobs bounced out. In the time I had taken off my bra Luke had gotten his dick out and started stroking it.
He grabbed a fistful if my hair again and pushed me back down into my knees.
Without any warning he shoved his entire cock in my mouth.
My eyes widened as he hit the back of my throat and he held my head there for a moment. I can’t breathe since my nose is pressed up to his body. It suddenly sink in, I’m really choking on my bosses cock in hopes of keeping my job.
I slap his thighs hoping he’ll pull my head back and I’ll be able to get some air. He pulls my hair and head back and I can finally breathe again.
“This is your chance to show me how committed you are Nat. Do whatever I tell you till I cum and I’ll make sure Melody knows how important you are regardless of this patron.”
Fuck. I hated Luke, but this seems like my only option.
“Okay” I can barely get the word out before his dick is touching the back of my throat.
“That’s what I thought slut” He hissed as he held my head there. Choking me.
He pulled my head back and a thick strand of saliva dangled from my mouth to his cock. I was gasping for air. “Now say it. Say, ‘I’m a nasty whore and I’ll let my body be used in any way’”
“I’m a nasty whore and let my body be used in any way.”
“Good slut.” He said as he pulled my mouth back onto his cock. He started to pull my hair causing my head to bob up and down on his dick.
He moves a little so his foot is between my thighs.
“You act like a bitch in heat. You may as well fully commit.” He looked down at me then to his leg.
Absolutely defeated I start to rock my hips back and forth on his foot. At first timidly. I was humiliated this was absolutely humiliating. But why was I so wet?
Soon the cock in my mouth and throat started to grown on me and I started swirling my tongue around his member and looked up at him. Increasingly I sped up my hips and was now outright dry humping his foot.
“Nat, you look like such a whore right now. Here you are with my dick in your mouth, trying to fuck yourself on my boot. You’re pathetic.” He pulled my head all the way to his body again.
“Take off your pants and get on all four bitch.”
I do as he says. He gets behind me. I can hear him throw my pants across the room. Luke starts to rub my pussy, gently caressing it. He sticks a finger in me. Then another, then another. Holy shit another! I wince out in pain.
“Shut the fuck up whore!” He shouts and smacks my ass. “Cry again and Ill shove my whole fist up there.”
“Oh my god Luke please don’t!” I beg him. Tears start to form in my eyes.
“That sounds like whining to me.” Before I know it he has his whole fist in me.
I yelp and drop down to my elbows. Holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck! I can feel my vaginal walls expanding. I want to get away but I feel stuck. I feel stuck on his fist.
“Relax slut!” He said and smacked my ass again. “Tell me right now if you don’t want this job any more and Ill stop right now. But if you do still want to work here you better take this fist and say thank you.”
“Thank you.” I whimper.
He slides his fist a little deeper and a moan escapes me. “I knew it” Luke said and started to ever-so-slightly move his hand. “Oh my god” I moan and the eyes roll back in my head. For some reason the mix of humiliation, hatred, pain, and pleasure were all working. “Oh my god” I moaned a little louder, waves of pleasure and pain washing over me. “Oh my fucking god” I shouted as my body convulsed and spasmed. Juices squirted out of me. I dropped from my elbows to my face and just laid there for a second. Face down on the ground, in a puddle of my juices, with my ass sticking up; a fist inside me and shaking from the last tingly sensations of my orgasm started to dissipate.
Luke slowly slid his fist out of me, torturing my hyper sensitive pussy. He made sure to make it hurt so good for me. As soon as his hand was fully out of me, he smacked my ass. Then he smacked a little closer to my pussy. Then he smacked my pussy. “AH, oh my god Luke!” I shout at him.
“Oh shut the fuck up after how hard you just came, I can do what ever I want to you and you know it.” He smacked my pussy back to back as he said it.

END OF PART ONE

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  1. Fix your formatting please. Remove the indents on the first fer paragraphs and break up the rest into paragraphs. Right now it’s half code block and half giant wall of text

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