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Submissive CEO- part two
12/2/2006 1:25 pm Last Read: |
When I went into Its office that afternoon to debrief It about the afternoon schedule, It immediately stood from Its desk when I appeared before It. I told It to drop Its pants. It followed My direction. I stood behind It and I pulled Its panties up so that the material collected between Its ass cheeks. The panties being pulled up caused Its cock to bunch up and bulge at the front of the panties. I grabbed the bulge in the palm of my hand and squeezed it. It clenched Its teeth as I squeezed the cock. I let go of Its cock and walked around behind It. I pulled the panties out of Its ass and pushed them aside, revealing Its asshole. It had several business meetings scheduled for that afternoon, so I wanted It to be forced to endure the pain I was going to put It through, since It would not be allowed to excuse Itself from the meeting to relieve Its pain. With Its ass cheeks parted I took a long, wide butt plug from my pocket. I positioned the top half of the plug into Its hole and then instructed It to go sit in Its chair to jam the plug the rest of the way in. I laughed at It as It waddled across the floor to Its chair. It struggled to walk to the desk because It had Its pants around Its ankles and the butt plug shoved partially into Its ass. It clenched Its ass cheeks together to keep the plug in as It made Its way to the desk. When It reached the desk, I pushed It down into the chair so that It wouldnt be able to gently and slowly push the plug in. It let out a loud moan as the plug dug deep into Its hole. I sat on Its desk and spread my legs open, again revealing my pussy. I unbuttoned the top few buttons of my blouse and pulled my tits out. I reached down and began pleasuring myself in front of It. My other hand reached up and rolled my nipple between my fingers. I moaned and with a breathy voice announced Why ask a manslut to do what a woman can do better by herself? I shot a huge load of cum onto Its desk. I dismounted the desk and pushed Its face into the cum. Clean up the mess I barked. It lapped the cum off of Its desktop hastily. I handed It the thermos It had filled with cum earlier. Since you seem to enjoy cum so much, drink up! I said as I tipped the thermos to Its lips. It gagged as the cum poured from the thermos into Its mouth. It gulped down all of the thermos contents. Cum dripped down the sides of Its lips. Now youre ready for your meeting, Sir I tauntingly said to It. I watched as It waddled out of the room, butt plug still firmly planted inside Its ass. Since it was a slow afternoon with nothing to do, I thought up a list of humiliating woman products I wanted It to pick up for Me on our way home. Hmm, lets see I thought out loud. Im running low on tampons. Also, since Its the one who suggested making me lactate I think it is only fitting that It pick up some nursing bras for me. And just for fun, lets grab some yeast infection cream. This shopping trip was going to be a lot of fun to watch. It finally got out of Its meetings and we headed for home. When we were almost there, I told It about the errands I was going to have It do for me. I showed It the list. It drove to the store and got out of the car. I followed It from several feet behind. I wanted It to experience the full humiliation by not giving anyone else a reason to think It was purchasing these items for Me. It walked to the tampon aisle and blushed as It hurriedly picked out a box. Are they the right ones, you stupid fuck? It put the box back on the shelf and I acted as if I was searching for toothpaste. He surveyed the shelves of tampons, examining the difference between the types. I had specifically said that I wanted Super Plus absorbency tampons that had a plastic applicator. Finally after ten minutes It grabbed a box of the correct tampons. It shoved the box under Its arm to conceal the box. I cleared my throat, signaling It that It was to carry the box correctly. It took the box out from under Its arm and held the box out in front of Its body. It then moved to the sexual health aisle, in search of yeast infection cream. I almost felt a little bad, since I didnt really need the cream. As It looked over the options on the shelf, I grabbed a bottle of natural male enhancement pills and a tube of KY Lube. I handed them to It. It looked at the pills and Its face reddened even more. It grabbed a tube of yeast infection cream and left the sexual health aisle. Its arms were now becoming full with all of the items. It moved towards the womens intimates section of the store. I increased the distance between It and myself by just a little more. I pretended to look for nylons as It searched the section for the nursing bras. It must have looked lost and confused because a saleswoman approached It and asked if she could be of any service. My ears perked up as It embarrassedly asked where the nursing bras were located. The woman showed It to the rack of bras. I giggled as I watched It try to juggle all of the things It was holding as It shuffled through the bras for the correct style and size. It finally found the specific items and grabbed three along with their matching thongs. It went straight to the checkout without looking at anyone. The cashier looked embarrassed for It as she scanned the items. Would you like any gift receipts, Sir? She asked It. It shook Its head no. The woman swallowed deeply and announced the total. It paid the woman and left the store. I followed behind and met It at the car. When we got home, I instructed It to strip, find Its weighted cock and ball restraints, and wait for me in the living room. I changed out of my work clothes and decided to spend the evening wearing only one of my new bra and thong sets, with the tit flaps down of course. It looked at my jiggling tits as I entered the room where It was waiting for me. It held out Its hand and presented Its cock and ball weighted toys to me. I stroked Its cock in long, slow motions. I wanted It to have a hard-on when I hooked the weights onto It. My nipples dripped and It swallowed hard, licking Its lips. I shook my tits in Its face, teasing It. I clamped Its balls with the restraints and secured it around Its cock as well. I took a seat on the couch and turned on the news. I ignored It as I watched TV. The only attention given to It was from my foot, tapping gently against the weights suspended from Its balls, sending them swinging. I allowed it to kneel before Me, with Its balls still being weighted down. It leaned forward and suckled at my tits. As It had Its dinner, I thought of some plans for us this weekend. I decided that having It as my cum-sucker was all well and fine, but It wasnt really meeting all of my needs. I knew there was nothing that would make It more humiliated than watching someone else use Me. I wanted to be strapped to a bed and fucked while It was tied to a chair and not allowed to move. I wanted It to see how a woman should really be fucked. I too had a slight submissive side that needed to be fed, if I didnt have a submissive side there was no way I would have survived in the secretarial world as long as I had. I loved my job as a secretary, I secretly loved serving It (but as long as I lived It would never find that out) after all, that job was to thank for My marriage to It. The next day was Saturday. I slept in as It completed Its list of chores. When I woke I told It of My new plans for It. My first plan I told It of was the new regimen I would be placing It on. If we really wanted this lactation fetish to go anywhere, we were going to need to put much more time into it. I called into work that day and left a voicemail that the boss and his secretary would be on vacation for the next three weeks. I immediately put It to my tit and left It there to suck Me for the next hour. When I was satisfied, I pulled Its hair as I switched Its mouth over to my other tit. It was then latched onto that side for the next hour. I jerked off Its cock as It sucked me, as Its reward for being such a good tit-sucker I allowed It to cum as many times as It wished while Its lips were wrapped around my nipples. I then gave It an hour break before again calling It to my breast. As It was at my bosom, I told It about the fuck-fest I had arranged for the next afternoon. Its cock hardened at the thought of being fucked repeatedly, It assumed that the fuck-fest was arranged for It. I didnt tell It that the real reason for the fuck-fest was for me to be fucked, I wanted It to be left in suspense and anticipation. |
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12/3/2006 12:06 pm |
I'm so glad you enjoyed it, your pics were one of the inspirations for part of this story. I will be posting another chapter either today or tomorrow. Ta-tas for now ~A
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