Corporate
Assets Just thinking about my favorite corporate slut in his suit, tie and polished shoes (with the little tassels) makes me wet! I have had a corporate slut fetish since I was a teenager. A "corporate slut fetish" is an intense passion for dominating powerful men. The man who sits behind a desk all day and orders people around is the man I want on his knees worshipping my shiny black patent leather pumps.
I love to make him wear stockings, pink panties and a frilly little garter belt under his business attire. My slut boss tells me the silky pink panties and the smooth feel of the black nylon stockings keep his dick so hard he has to spend most of his day sitting down. The scratchy sensation of the frilly pink garter belt around his waist distracts him all day with fantasies of what I am going to do to him or make him do for me. Knowing this 6’4, 240 LB, corporate slut hunk is wearing sexy lingerie under his business attire makes my cunt throb. The situation keeps me as distracted as it does him! All day long I think about pulling his pants down and bending him over. The pink garter belt and dark stockings frame his ass nicely. I like to lean over behind him resting my weight against his ass while I caress his muscular thighs and hairy derriere.
One of my favorite things to do is to make an appointment to meet in his office. Once there, the door is locked and the secretary is told to hold all calls. I take my place in that big mahogany chair. What a rush it is to have him kneel and kiss my black patent leather stilettos! I unbutton his shirt and lightly scratch his nipples with my long red nails, all the while telling him who the REAL boss is.
I lean over and whisper in his ear, " Get undressed now, slut." He knows he is in for it.
I like to wear my pinstriped skirt with black stiletto pumps to his office. It was tailor-made to fit snug around my full hips nicely. My stockings are black with back seams. Under a matching pinstriped vest, I wear a white lacy push up bra and a white silk blouse. A dark red "power tie" completes the outfit.
I open my bag of treats. The first item I retrieve is a leather cock sheaf I had especially designed for his big corporate slut prick. I fasten the strap tightly around his dick and balls and then the shaft is laced up tight, completely encasing his cock and balls in leather. Then I have my own big hard leather "human dildo" to do with as I please. I stroke it up and down roughly and slap it around.
I squeeze his leather-encased prick. "Who does this piece of meat belong to, slut?" "You, Mistress" is his ritualistic reply.
I force a bit-gag in his mouth before grabbing him cruelly and bending him across his own desk for my pleasure. He knows better than to struggle. I tell him about my new toy, the Paradise Electro-stimulator, in detail. I explain how effortlessly I can bring him great pleasure or excruciating pain. It’s all up to me. As I begin to pour the olive oil on the butt plug attachment, I walk around so he can get a look at what I am going to impale him with. The butt plug is clear acrylic with two copper bands running down its length. It's extremely smooth and moderately sized. I was told when I inquired about purchasing it, that the electrical currents running through it would make the muscles in my slaves ass contract, giving the erotic sensation of being fucked, while it in fact stays in securely in place.
"I have waited for weeks for this toy. It was expensive." I tell him, "and guess what? You paid for it."
"I bet your secretary would love to see this babe in action. Maybe I’ll just unlock the door and ask her to step in for a moment." I hiss with a mischievous glint in my eyes. His eyes get so big I can’t help laughing!
I walk behind him, my hips swaying. I’m humming quietly as I generously smear the oil around his fuck hole, playfully poking a finger in and out. His dick is throbbing in its leather sheath. I slowly slide the butt plug in. He’s tense. He knows there is more to this gadget. I purposely had shown him its design. I wanted him to see the wires leading down from it. My new toy has four dials with a range of one to ten on each. I switch it on and turn the first dial to six. I am dripping by this time. I know I have complete control over him now. I ask him if he feels anything yet. He shakes his head, "no." I turn the next dial to six.
"Anything yet slut?" I ask. Again he shakes his head, "no." I go to the next dial, which is marked "pulse". I turn it up to six as well. No response from my executive whore so I don’t bother to ask again. One dial remains. It is marked "fine". I jiggle the wires to make sure the plug is attached properly. The lights are blinking fast so I know it's getting juice. I begin to turn the last dial slowly. I rotate the dial to four and stop. I bring the unit around the desk with me and sit down in his big leather chair. I bring the power up. Five… Six… Our eyes lock. I begin to talk to him; almost purring, in a voice he recognizes is full of sadistic need. I scare him when I am like this.
"You are mine, my darling. I can do this to you. I can do anything I want to you. This is the way it has to be. You know that, don’t you? You know I must have you this way, helpless, under my complete control."
He starts to moan. I set the last dial to seven. His eyes widen and he nods a bit. Ahhh… the magic number!
Continued by corporate slut I look into her eyes as she continues to keep her finger on the dial, moving it slowly to "eight." My ass throbs in response to the stimulator and my tightly confined cock throbs in unison. I moan through my bit-gag, looking at the satisfied expression on her face. Leaning towards me, she takes her other hand and wraps it around my cock. Squeezing it through the sheaf, she slowly rubs it back and forth while her other hand moves the setting to "nine." I feel the tears well up in my eyes. The throbbing in my ass increases while she continues stroking my cock.
Just when I think I can’t take it any longer, she abruptly turns the stimulator off and removes her hand from my cock. I realize my hips have been moving to the motion of her hand and the stimulator deep inside me.
"You slut! You loved that, didn’t you? Just like the little whore you are!"
I nod, mumbling "Yes Mistress" through my mouth-bit.
"Well, it's only just begun!"
With that, she removes my bit-gag and orders me to kneel next to the side of the desk. I do so. When she moves around to the front of me and sits in my…"Her"… leather chair, I realize she is naked except for a white bra, white garter belt and sexy black stockings. Her full breasts spill over the bra exposing her dark pink nipples. I take in her curvaceous body for only a moment before I feel the slap across my face.
"What are your looking at slut? Did I give you permission to look at my body"?
My voice trembles as I reply "No Mistress, I’m sorry".
"Apparently, you seem to think you are still in charge here. I think we can fix that! Look at my pussy slut!" I look up, watching her raise her ass a few inches off the chair.
Slowly at first, then in a steady stream, she begins to piss on the expensive leather chair from which only an hour ago I ran a large company.
"Now slut, clean it up" she instructs as she grabs a handful my hair and forces my mouth to the seat.
"Lick it all up my little slut." This is the first time she has ever made me do anything so degrading and I feel my face redden in humiliation as I lick her piss off the seat. I begin to sit back when she presses my face between her legs.
"Don’t forget to clean me too slut." I clean her, smelling the intoxicating aroma of her wet pussy. The taste of her piss mixed with the flavor of her passion juices make my head spin and I am consumed with a lusty submissiveness, loosing all sense of myself.
"You would love to stay down there, wouldn’t you slut" she asks.
"Oh yes Mistress, please" I cry."
"Well Mr. Bigshot, you haven’t earned that yet."
Reaching down and stroking the leather surrounding my hard cock, she says "What would you do to be permitted the honor of licking my pussy slut"?
"ANYTHING Mistress, ANYTHING! Just allow me another taste of you" I plead. "Anything slut"? "Yes Mistress, please!" " Lay back" she replies.
I recline back on the plush carpet, as she stands over me, holding the controls to the stimulator in her hand. Her legs positioned over my face, she slowly lowers herself towards my face, while turning up the controls of the stimulator, causing it the throb in my ass.
"You really should check the toilet paper supply in this building" she laughs. "Now stick your tongue out slut, I want you to clean and fuck my ass with your tongue."
As her ass covers my face, she keeps me informed of the setting on the stimulator, "Seven…eight…. nine." she teases. My cock feels like it will bust through the restraint as I lick and fuck her ass with my tongue. She begins to ride my tongue, her breathing heavy.
"FUCK IT SLUT…FUCK MY ASSHOLE WITH THAT NASTY TONGUE!" She reaches down, stroking my cock as she rides my face harder and faster, until her body shutters in orgasm. My chin is dripping with her sweet creamy juices. After a few minutes, she moves off my face.
"Maybe there's hope for you yet slut" she says.
"Thank you, Mistress" I reply, trying to catch my breath. She turns the stimulator down and again orders me to my knees. She quickly slides into a strap on dildo and moves towards me.
"Well slut?" she asks.
I quickly lean forward and take the rubber cock into my mouth while her hips move back and forth. She grabs the back of my head, forcing it deep into my mouth. I can hear her laugh as I gag.
"Well, that’s what you do to the poor sluts you hire…how do you like it slut?"
She instructs me, "Wrap your hands around the shaft and stroke it like a cock."
She continues fucking my mouth, verbally humiliating me, telling me what a whore…her whore…. I am. After several minutes, she stops.
"That should be wet enough" she muses. "On your back on your desk, feet up and facing the door, now" she orders.
I move quickly. She lifts my legs, spreading them, and removes the stimulator from my now sore ass.
"Does my slut want to cum?" she inquires with exaggerated sweetness.
"Oh, yes, PLEASE Mistress" I beg. She moves the dildo towards the opening of my ass as she begins to remove the leather sheaf from my throbbing cock.
"Very well, don’t lose eye contact with me or I will stop…and I want to hear you beg me to fuck your ass."
"Please Mistress" I beg, "fuck my asshole" as I continue to stare into her eyes. I feel the leather sheaf being removed from my prick just as the dildo enters my ass.
"Oh Mistress, please fuck my ass!" I plead.
As she penetrates me with the dildo, she reaches over and grabs the olive oil, pouring it generously over my cock and balls. She begins stroking my rigged hard-on as the dildo slides deeper into my fuck hole. The faster she strokes my prick, the deeper she shoves it in my ass. I continue to beg her to fuck me, feeling my hips thrusting up the meet the dildo now fully in my ass.
"Please Mistress" I beg, "Please let me cum!" "You have my permission" she replies, "but you do it." My hand quickly replaces hers. "Yes Mistress…Yes. I’m cumming!" I cry out.
She quickens the pace of her fucking and cups her hands over the head of my cock.
"ACCCCCCKKKKKKKKK"! My body shutters as I shoot what may be the biggest load of my life! It seems to go on forever as the white gooey mess fills her hands.
When I finish cumming, the dildo stops, and she softly says "Good slut."
She raises her hands to my mouth and simply says "Open." I open my mouth, and my gism pours from her hands. I shudder with disgust as I am made to lick the globs of white creamy cum.
"Good slut" she says.
She deftly removes the dildo harness, leaving the dildo in my ass, my legs still spread and lifted up. As she begins to dress, I start to remove the dildo and get up also.
"Where do you think you are going slut? I didn’t give you permission to move!" I apologize and remain where I am. "You look nice there" she tells me. "big dildo in your ass, legs spread, feet up. Stay like that until I leave. I will get the dildo back next time". With that she
departs, leaving the door slightly ajar. I hear her tell my secretary
"He would like to see you immediately!" |
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