It all started with a night spent alone in the office, catching up on work before deadlines, one thing led to another and they ended up locked in passion for the evening.
Now she can’t help but look at herself, on her knees and beneath the man’s desk, having given up her chance of a promotion in the company to remain at his side, sliding her plush lips across his shaft as she massages her breasts. He never commented on her milking before, simply letting her go along as she likes whilst she takes care of him.
Though today was different, he kept peeking down beneath the desk to watch her, greedily taking in the sight of her stained shirt, soaked with her own thick fluids from the sheer arousal of her situation. All of a sudden, she felt the firm grip of his hand pulling her by the hair.
Rummaging through his drawer, the man pulls out a small gun-looking device, then rips off her shirt before placing the tip against her nipples and firing it off. The sweet squeals from her lips tells him that she enjoyed the pain from it, even craving for more as she arches her chest out for the next one. After being pierced, the man smiles at his work, giving her a gentle kiss before pulling out a set of piercings, but not before slathering both the piercings and her tits in a generous amount of lubricant.
Slowly, he applied them to her body, giving her a chance to look down at her new jewelry, shivering with an intense arousal at being treated as his plaything. Barely able to see past the haze in her mind, she looks up and sees him giving her the usual signal, pointing down between his legs, letting her scoot back beneath his desk before he pulls his chair forward, leaving her cramped, his cock pressed up against her face.
Now left there, silently ordered to serve and ready to please, she begins once again struggling with his sheer length. Normally she would be happy with taking half of it down her throat, but she wanted to please him after being claimed by him. He was kind enough however to give her a hand, gripping the back of her head and forcing her lips down to the base of his cock, letting her lick at his balls to encourage another thick load down her throat.
It flowed down her throat in almost an instant, showing just how aroused he had gotten from what he had done as well, leaving her to gulp down his sticky load, savouring the feeling.
Not all fun and games, there are still plenty of duties he needs to take care of, and she’s forced to listen to him clacking away at his keyboard, knowing that she’s sucking the cock of the man that broke her as she struggled with her pent-up pleasures.
Though as she’s settling into the rhythm of gently sucking on his length, a subtle buzzing grows from her tits, quickly building into an intense sensation that causes her to squeal around his shaft. Panic setting in, she tries to pull back, but is quickly held in place by his hand, forced to moan around his cock whilst her tits begin helplessly leaking her milk onto the floor, trickling down to the constant vibrations assaulting her.
As if aware of her questions, her boss lets her see the remote in his hand, flicking the realization in her head. It was the piercings he had placed on her, he wanted her to leak her milk for him…
It was almost too much, being controlled to this degree was degrading, but above all, fulfilling. She had never felt this open before, and began desperately worshiping his dick, pounding her face into his crotch as if to say ‘thank you’.
It was definitely appreciated, her boss tensing up in her mouth again, listening to her moaning as she dripped onto the floor beneath his desk, he couldn’t help but pulse his cum onto her tongue. The loud moaning from his office is likely heard outside, but neither of them care, lost in the blissful wake of orgasmic bliss, she eagerly gulps down his load, feeling her own arousal reaching torturous heights.
Though there was no relief in sight for her, the workday still far from over, she’s pulled out from under his desk and pointed over to her own, once again ordered to obey, she begins clacking away at her own keyboard, dripping both from her tits and her pussy all the while.
A few moments pass before he casts a pitying gaze over to her, opening his drawer once again to toss her a new shirt to cover herself, the old one still left in tatters. A smile breaks across her face when she realizes her ample tits are exposed, and quickly dresses herself again.
Though that kindness is tinged with sadism, his hand is constantly toying with the remote that controls her vibrators, coaxing whimpers from her lips and stains to form on her chest. All throughout the remainder of the workday, she’s putty in his hands, her arousal only growing with each minute that passes until finally the signal is given that the day is over.
Thinking she had earned her relief, collecting her things to go home, her boss questions what she’s doing.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Pausing for a second, she tries to think of where he’s going with this, but can’t find anything to say.
“You’re coming home with me from now on. Understand?”
She trembles beneath his gaze, the only answer that is even a possibility in her mind escapes her lips before she knows what she’s saying.
“Yes Sir…”