Author: jadems22

Dom boss and employee part 5 (his perspective—his pleasure, anal play.)

**Killian’s perspective**

Control.

I’ve mastered it in every sense of the word. From the way I shine my shoes, to the way people perceive me. Being in the position of power that I am, I’ve had to control myself and fight temptations—weaknesses—that would have dragged me down. So, I was taken aback when one of my employees piqued my interest. I’ve never had issues staying cool and collected, but with Jade I can feel my resolve unfurling. It’s dangerous enough that she’s caught my attention, but challenging me like she has, makes the sadist in me desperate to be unleashed.

It’s just after 6 p.m. I know Jade uses my company’s gym after her work day, and promptly at 6:15 she’ll undress in the women’s locker room and shower. What she doesn’t know is today I’ll be joining her.

The sound of a honeyed alto voice echoes through the women’s locker room when I walk in. I turn a corner to find Jade by one of the showers, undressed and swaying her hips, humming to herself. I take a moment to appreciate her innocence and how trusting my girl is to be alone after hours in my domain. Read more »

Dom boss catches employee in his office part 4

**You guys asked for more, so here you go friends :)**

When I enter the break-room the following day, a few staff members sit at a nearby table eating lunch. I’ve been a nervous wreck all morning, waiting for what’s to come. Did anyone see us through the window? And if they did, would Killian fire me for it? He hasn’t reached out to me. Not even an email asking how I’m healing from his punishment. I’m not sure what I expected. Just because my boss fucked me, doesn’t mean he’s going to suddenly treat me as anything other than his employee.

I pour myself a cup of coffee and rip open a packet of sugar. The door to the break-room opens, and I don’t have to look up to know who it is. I can feel him like a cold shade on a summer day. When I look up from my coffee, my pulse trips. His ebony eyes are rich in color like bitter dark chocolate. His dark brown hair is swept up and over, the sides neatly tucked behind his ears with precision. A shadow of stubble lines his sharp jaw that forms at perfect points, angling his face that looks like it’s been cut from the finest marble. He exudes confidence, dressed immaculately in a sleek black suit tailored to fit his tall frame, and paired with an onyx silk tie. Read more »

Dom boss catches employee in his office part 3 (his oral, sex—light spanking)

“Kneel,” he demands.

When I don’t obey him, he grabs a fistful of my hair and forces me to kneel in front of him. Before I can look up, he shoves his cock inside my mouth without warning. His length hits the back of my throat so hard that I choke. Tears start to well in my eyes and he must know how much I’m struggling to take him because he laughs.

He fucking laughs at me.

“By the time I’m done with your throat, it’ll be so sore you won’t be able to tell me to stop when I fuck you for coming into my office without my permission.”

Suddenly, I feel him bring his dress shoe between my thighs, tipping it up towards my pussy lips. I try pushing myself off him wanting to punch him–slap him–hurt him for trying to humiliate me, but his thrusts become harder and faster. My body is trembling, my sex is pulsating with need as the tip of his foot digs into my swollen clit.

“You want this so bad that you’re letting me fuck your pussy with my foot, and you’re soaking it,” he grunts, his forceful grip on my hair bites at my scalp. Read more »

Dom boss catches employee in his office part 2

He takes off my dress then spins me around so I’m facing the window.

“What are you doing?” I shriek, staring out at the parking lot where employees could easily see us.

He shoves something into my mouth closing it tight and I realize it’s my thong. “You’re done talking.”

I try spitting the underwear out, while twisting my body out of his grip. I whine as he slaps a hand over my mouth. “I don’t like when my employees sneak around my office.”

Shit.

He pushes me into the window, the cold glass against my hot skin instantly makes my nipples harden. My panties start traveling to the back of my throat making me gag.

He leans his mouth against my ear and says, “You better come quick, we don’t want your coworkers to see how wet you are for your boss.” His hand snakes around my waist then down past my navel. He spreads my lips with his fingers to find my clit and starts rubbing me in fast circles. Read more »

Dom Boss catches employee in his office part 1 (whipping, foreplay)

When I open the door to my boss’s office, I’m instantly hit with the smell of teakwood. I sit down in his chair, the cold leather soothes my hot skin as I open his drawers to find every piece of paper and paperclip in an orderly fashion. I pour the amber whisky from his drawer into a crystal tumbler and swirl the bottom before taking a sip and sigh. It’s smooth like honey but has that bite at the end. And something about drinking Killian’s whisky in his office makes me feel dangerously aroused.

Opening the very bottom drawer, I find a black tie that he must have taken off and forgotten about. I take the tie out of the drawer, and clench the cold silk in my hot palm. My sex starts pulsating and my blood rushes to my cheeks and cunt.

No.

Focus.

I came in here for a reason, not to play with my things. I set the tie down on top of the desk like it’s poisonous, and take another sip of whisky. I continue opening the rest of the drawers just to come out empty handed. Fuck. I lean my head back in Killian’s chair but my eyes wander back to the tie, wondering what it would feel like to have the smooth material rub against me. Read more »

Bad girl is denied orgasm by her Dom (d/s)

He throws me down on the bed, opening the nightstand drawer, and takes out a pair of handcuffs. With my arms behind my back, he casps the handcuffs around my wrists.

“You were a bad girl tonight,” he says.

“I’m sorry. Please—”

“Sir. You call me, Sir,” he demands then flips me over and spanks my ass so hard I scream.

He leans his chest against my back and cups my pussy from behind. “Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” He separates my folds to find that I’m drenched.

A moan escapes me as he drags his finger back and forth over my entrance. He chuckles darkly. “Your pussy is soaked.”

I bite down on my lip to stop myself from moaning again. My pussy is so wet, my arousal is dripping down my thighs as he continues teasing my folds.

“Should I stop?” he asks even though he knows I don’t want him to.

I shake my head, refusing to admit it outloud, but when he stops moving his finger, I groan in protest.

“I need to hear you say it. What do you want?” he asks with his finger hovering my entrance. Read more »