Over The Boss' Knee (5 page)

Her lips
burned a little as she tasted the musky taste of him on her tongue. She was
surprised he hadn't pushed it further inside her mouth. Tentatively she lapped
her tongue outward, licking him. She visibly saw him tremor and suck his breath
inward. The head of his cock was kind of nice, she decided, when it wasn't all
shoved up inside her mouth. The fact she was tied up and sort of forced to lick
her tongue around the warm head of his cock was playing aroused tango inside
her sex. The beating aches made her hips squirm.

"So
you don't like sucking cock then?" he asked in a voice strained with
desire. He held the base of his shaft moving it around with her tongue.

She loved
the way each lick seemed to affect his body or eyes, though she could not see
his entire face with the ski mask on. She could only see his mouth and his
intense green irises. She paused her licking.

"It
is so big and my mouth is so tiny," she tried, very pleased with herself.
She would stroke his ego now, and then maybe she'd get out of this ...

"Pet,
that is a terrible excuse and an outright fib," he declared, with gruff
censure in his voice. "How am I going to trust you?"

Tess
frowned as he pushed the hot head of his dick against her lips, obviously
demanding she continue to lap her tongue over the head with some type of
slavish worship. That thought made a tingle race through her body, straight
into her needy pussy. She licked around the deep ridges and veins. She was tied
up and naked, while forced to do his bidding. She'd never tell him how hot it
was. She purred her lips against the head.

"Okay,"
she admitted, moving her lips against the hot skin. "No one likes to gag
and I don't know what to do with it all up inside my mouth." She batted
her eyelashes at him and his handsome lips drew into a side sneer.

"Better,"
he uttered, squinting his eyes on a particularly long and slow slide of her
tongue. "I want you to learn." He pushed his hips forward, pressing
inside her mouth. She didn’t try to stop him this time. "Every little pet
should know how to lick her man's cock," he groaned.

Her
man?
He seemed unaware of the slip, but
those words slid through her with growing potency. At the very least he was
coming back to play. Did she mind that? He withdrew his cock-head and gave her
a bit of space, and then he pushed forward again.
Mmm,
he was training
her. Out of nowhere, she felt his fingers playing with her nipple. This time
twirling, not pinching, and she moaned with desire spiking from the tip
straight into her horny sex.

He must
have been reaching behind him, because his fingers played deeper; groping her
breast as he slowly pulled the head of his cock in and out of her mouth. The
more he played with her breasts, at the same time his shaft pushed over her
lips, the more she got into the entire captive play.

"That's
it, pet. Suck on it." Her muscular, masked intruder groaned. Tess sucked
deeper. His cock was so hot and big in her mouth, she imagined it stuffing her
pussy and stretching her deep. She moaned and slurped his cock more. Leaving
her mark.

He
would
come back after this.

"If
you take my cum in your mouth, and swallow it ... I
will
come back,
pet."

Her eyes
widened in complete surprise. Her mouth formed an o, and just that shape
allowed his cock to slide further inward. His chuckle was sexual and dark ...
and promising. If she didn't do it, he wouldn’t come back. If she
did
do
it, she would be succumbing to his dominance. Showing him that she ...

She
didn't think it through, she just knew — her body knew what it wanted, and she
craned her head upward to suck him deep into her mouth. He was bigger than any
other cock she'd been introduced too, however the accompanying yucky gag
feelings she might have expected never came.

"Oh
yeah, pet," he groaned. "You’re mine."

She
worked his cock in her mouth, hurting her neck some, but she didn’t give up.
Just hearing him declare she was his did something to her sexual arousal. It
made it soar and heat up with deep molten throbs inside her sex. Oh God, she
wanted him to
fuck
her and
fuck
her hard.

Mike
crimped his eyes in ecstasy. Man the woman could suck cock, when she put her
mind to it. Little Miss Prim and Proper Secretary, Tess Brown, tied up and
sucking his cock like a Hoover Agent, just so he'd come back and diddle her
some more. It was the lottery of all lotteries. And he braced his palms on the
wall behind the bed, angling his hips forward so Tess' hot and wet mouth could
suck his cock deep, while he tried not to squeal like a girl having a climax.
He failed. But not a squeal, more like a Hillbilly yell crammed down his
throat.

Then his
jissom was bucking free, ejaculating down Tess’ throat as he held his shaft
planted deep into her mouth. Just knowing she hadn't wanted too, but did it
anyway, made it
so
much better. He might have been a fool, but he ripped
his ski mask off and he stared down at her with her mouth full of his softening
cock. Her pretty eyes widened.

He got
the impression that it took her a moment of trying to focus on him to figure
out who he was. Then he saw the dawning of recognition and of all things an
accompanying blush as he pulled his dick free from her lips. They both paused
... suspended. He was probably waiting for her to reject his nerdy self, but
then her lips parted.

"Did
your pet do it right, sir? I
loved
your big hard cock," she purred.

Tess
looked up at the crimped dark waves framing Benchcroft Media's head of
security, Mike (something.) She wasn't certain she knew his last name. But boy,
did she know him: six foot of nice build below a handsome face.
This was Mr.
Blackmailer!

She knew
her blush turned her face red. Anonymity was one thing, but looking at coworker
right in his good-looking face, while tied up bare-ass naked beneath him was,
well ...

Hot.

"You
did fair, for your first time," he said with his voice sounding hoarse.
"As my pet I will expect you to practice often."

She felt
kind of proud of herself as she peered up at him, wondering where they would go
now. "You took your mask off," she whispered.

"Trust,"
he uttered once, lowering one hand to stroke the side of her cheek. Then he
rubbed his thumb across her bottom lip and asked as if the subject had been
changed, "You want to play?"

"I'm
so
horny." She moaned with as much meaning as she could.

"Who
are you horny for?" he asked, beginning to move from his crouch over her.

She
watched him toss the ski mask into the corner of her bedroom, and then he began
to pull his dark tee shirt off. Defined six-pack abs greeted her appreciative
gaze as the muscles in his arms bulged, then relaxed, as he got the tee shirt
over his head. She was instantly attracted to his workout build, but the part
that drew her gaze was his abdomen muscles following a v-shape down into his
low-slung jeans.

"You,"
she rasped, wetting her lips. "I'm horny for you."

She’d
seen him around work, but she'd never imagined he had that body under his work
clothes. Excitement tingled through her as he pulled his jeans open. Her hips
rolled as she watched him free his cock, which was hard again. The stiff
erection promised her relief and she felt more dampness wet her pussy lips as
she twisted her bound wrists with the need to touch herself. Such sweet and
agonizing torture.

Her hips
humped toward the promise of that hard cock. "Fuckme," she pleaded,
blurring her words with need.

"Do
that some more," he said, grabbing his cock and stroking it a few times as
though taunting her with it. "Beg me some more, pet."

She
opened her legs wider, showing him the prize. "Please, please fuck
me." He reached down and he began groping her breast and her eyes crimped
with pleasure. "
Please
, Mike," she panted. "Fuck me with
your big hard cock." She'd used his name, maybe that would entice him too
...

"You
know
my name," his voice uttered in surprise.

He
plucked her nipple and she tried to look up at him. "Yes, I know it."
He looked intense, but not in a happy or turned on way. Maybe she shouldn't
have used his name. But she could barely think why not. She thought they were
boyfriend and girlfriend stuff by now.

"Damn."
His lips compressed as his hand left her breast.

He knelt
on the side of the bed, grabbing her hip and pushing her over as far as her
bound wrists would allow.

"Mike!"
she squealed. "What's wrong?"

Something
hard and unbendable slapped against her ass. "Ow!"

Slap!Slap!

It was a
...

Slap!
Slap!

"Ow,
ow!"

A hair brush!
Her hair brush.

Slap!Slap!

"Mike!
Ow!Ow!"

"You're
not going to fucking
tell
anyone," he demanded in a suppressed
shout. "I didn't think you'd know my fucking name."

Slap!Slap!

"I
won't, I won't," she squealed.

 Slap!Slap!Slap!

"I
won't! I swear!" Mr. Carlson had never slapped her ass this hard. It stung
and burned. "Please! I won't, I won't ever tell anyone!"

The
brush stopped swatting as she gasped through her tears, while her pussy
shuddered for release. What was it about her sex getting hot over spanking?
That hurt! But the curling aches in her sex said otherwise as Mike's hand
rubbed her ass.

"You
swear." His voice was growly and petulant.

"I'm
your pet," she tried. "I would never tell!" His finger touched
the back lips of her pussy. "Oh, Mike," she moaned.

"You
wanted it that bad?" His finger prodded inside her, stroking the ache.

She
moaned, feeling his finger inside her, looking over her shoulder at him with her
tears drying on her cheeks. "Yes I want it. I want you." She willed
him to believe.

"Fuck,
you're hot," he said, pushing two delicious fingers inside her, and she
gasp, pushing back on them.

Mike
loved the red spots on Tess soft ass as he fucked three fingers inside her
creaming sheath. She'd freaked him out for a minute. The illicitness of what he
was doing had caught up to him for a second, because he'd never thought Tess
knew his name. Yeah, he’d expected her to recognize him as the working grunt
she saw around sometimes. But something about her knowing his name had seemed
more revealing.

But now
with his fingers in her pussy as she humped back on them like a needy slut, he
decided to be flattered, instead of freaked out. He still had her where he
wanted her even after he'd taken his mask off in the heat of passion. He'd been
hot alright and he couldn’t remember the last time he'd gotten hard again, this
fast, after shooting his wad. He just needed to keep remembering, though he was
not completely used to it, that Tess was under his control. And she pretty much
liked it.

He
watched her pussy lips puffing outward and reddening as he worked his fingers
inside her. Her pink ass hole peeked at him with every hump she pushed back on
his fingers. Inside she was tight and wet. Just where his cock wanted to be and
he rose on his knees. It was nearly the perfect height to side fuck her.

"You
want this, pet?" He pushed the head of his cock against her pussy lips.

"Put
it in me," she pleaded. "Fuck me hard.
Fuckme.
"

Mike
liked the sound of that. Most women acted to dainty and he couldn’t say he'd ever
rammed his cock the way he'd like too. He grabbed her round ass and he thrust
forward. The moan she made urged him on. Her pussy gave way to his thicker
cock, then closed around it with a drag that was gut-clenching.

"Oh,
babe," he groaned, forgetting the game.

"Fuck
me!" she mewled wiggling on his cock.

Then
they were lost in the fucking. He drove into her cunt, while she pushed back.
The bed bounced as his thighs slapped her sideways turned ass with each plunge
he took. He watched her plump breasts bouncing as her hot pussy squeezed around
his thrusting cock.

They
were both grunting at the same time, with each inward thrust. He humped her
hard, right up against her red spanked ass cheeks, until she was panting and
squealing at the same moment. He wasn't sure if she was cumming. He didn't
care. All he cared about was the plunge, and then drag on his hard shaft,
driving him higher, making his hips go faster as he pushed down on her thighs
making her pussy even tighter.

The grip
squeezed up his shaft, so tight and molten hot, and then the pressure tugged at
the head of his cock. Over and over as he rocked his little secretary's tight
ass. The slapping against his thighs pounded with his heartbeat as the burn
started up his shaft.

"
Oh,
fuck yeah," he groaned, ejaculating hard, while holding his spurting
cock deep in Tess' pussy.

Now
really it is: The End.