The Boss (CLOSED)

Miss Smithson slid off David's cock, the juices from their fuck session running down his hard cock like wax down a candle. He looked at her as she was adjusting her dress and pulled her panties back in place. "She's not going to wash up?" He thought it was strange, she would probably smell like sex the entire day, if her employees got a whiff of her they'd know that she had been fucking someone. But maybe she didn't care, maybe it was her way of rubbing her power in their faces, like saying 'yeah I've had sex, what are you going to do about it?' David just hoped that none of them would come to the conclusion that he was the one she had been fucking.

She moved in close to him and uncuffed him, giving him a kiss when he was released. A soft, quick kiss with the tip of their tongues just touching each other and David could feel himself following her when she pulled away from him. It briefly made him wonder how she had been able to get control of him that quickly. "You've been such a good boy finally accepting what you are, my toy." she said with a soft smile which made him smile shyly. "Yes, I... I'll be a good boy. I am your toy."

If his mind had been split in two before it was now split in three. One part that didn't want a part of this. One part that went along with it out of fear, both of being punished by her and being exposed. And one part that knew he had never been fucked so good in his entire life, feeling that being her toy was a fair price to pay if this was the reward. They fought each other for dominance, which made his thoughts a jumbled mess, barely able to think straight.

"Get yourself dressed people will be here soon." He snapped back to reality. "What?" He looked at a clock on the wall. It was almost 8:30, the ones that came in early would be filing in soon. His face went pale and he looked down on himself. He was more or less nude, sitting in her chair, his erect cock covered in the result of their orgasms. If someone saw him like this... "Oh shit!" he exclaimed as he quickly stood up, his dick slapping the edge of her chair, leaving a stain on it. "I... excuse me, miss Smithson!" he said as he pulled up his boxers and pants, running out of her office, his shirt and suitjacket flailing behind him.

He ran straight to the mens room, quickly checking the stalls to make sure noone was in there before removing his clothes and washing himself off as good as he could with water from one of the sinks. He also checked his clothes for stains, removing them with water and a papertowel.

After a few minutes he was as tidy as he could be. He wasn't sure if he smelled or if his mind was just playing tricks on him, but otherwise he looked just like he used to, except for his hollow eyes and the fact that he was having trouble smiling. It looked strained, and he tried making it look natural to no avail. He'd just have to blame it on being tired. He checked his phone and saw that it was a few minutes before nine. He took a deep breath and left the bathroom, heading for his desk to make miss Smithson her morning coffee.

A few hours passed and David was struggling with his work. He was tired and couldn't quite focus, making him constantly double check his work. Which was a good thing, because he found multiple mistakes he had made. He was also nervous about the possibility of Charlotte stopping by her desk, knowing that miss Smithson would punish him if he were too friendly with her. He hadn't seen her yet though, and he was grateful for it.

He also kept glancing at miss Smithson, knowing she was watching over him. He was under her thumb and for some reason it made him hard. Every time he had to leave his desk he would pinch the inside of his thigh to make his erection go away, not wanting to show his co-workers his bulge.

During one of his trips to his co-workers, who constantly commented on how tired he looked, he went to the mens room to splash some cold water in his face, trying to wake himself up. It did help and he gave himself a tired smile in the mirror before leaving the bathroom. That's when he bumped in to Charlotte.

"Oh... Hi, David." Her voice wasn't as cheerful as it usually was and she almost looked sad.

"Ehrm, hi Charlotte." His voice was more uncertain. "Firstly I don't want you talking to any women unless you need too, especially Charlotte." Miss Smithsons first rule rang through his head and he almost ran away.

"You... you didn't show up last night."

"Yeah, I..." David was struggling to find the right words. "I'm sorry about that. I was here quite a while, then I was too tired to go out. I'm sorry, I hope you had fun though." He felt bad, he had completely forgotten about it last night, but it was probably for the best that he didn't go to Randy's after what happened.

"Oh." she said, not showing any real emotion. "Yeah, we had fun." She looked at him shyly when she suddenly got a strange look on her face. "David, what... what's that on your neck?"

"Huh?" She pointed it out for him and he dragged his fingers across it. Whatever it was, it felt sore. He walked closer to a window next to them and looked in the reflection. Just above his collar were red marks. He pulled his collar down with his fingers and quickly pulled it up again. It was a bite mark. He remembered now, miss Smithson bit him earlier.

Trying to stay calm he turned towards her again, giving her a reassuring smile. "Oh, it's just a rash. This shirt is kind of itchy, must've used some weird detergent."

That comment made Charlotte giggle, and she looked at him while nibbling on the nail of her thumb. "David, I... do you, maybe... want to do something tonight?"

David's heart broke. He'd been right, Charlotte did like him. Had the circumstances been different he would've jumped at the opportunity. He felt terrible at what he was about to say.

"Look, Charlotte, I... I'm sorry if I have led you on in any way, but... I actually have a girlfriend." It was the best lie he could come up with.

Charlotte looked stunned. "Oh, I didn't..."

"It's OK, I mean, I never told you, right?" He gave her a shy smile. "And... I should've told you earlier, but I never meant to, you know..." He couldn't find the right words for it, but she understood.

"It's OK." she said, forcing a smile. "I... I hope we can still be friends."

"Of course we can." he said, now having completely forgotten about miss Smithsons first rule and just wanted to let Charlotte down easy when she suddenly hugged him, pressing the side of her face against his chest. David almost panicked, if Gwen found out about this...

He took a quick look around and couldn't see her, so he figured he was in the clear. He put his arms around her, hugging her tightly.

"Why are the good ones always taken?" she said with laughter in her voice.

"I'm not that good." he said while patting her back. "You'll find someone better who deserves you."

They let go and gave each other a smile before going their separate ways. "Well, that went better than expected." he thought to himself as he headed back to his desk.
 
She watched him get off her chair. His cock slapped at the chair. He left a stain. He pulled on his boxers and pants. He ran out of her office. She liked seeing how flushed he was and panicky because people would be in soon. She moved to her chair. She went into her draw and got a wipe out to clean the stain up.

She sat down at her desk. The door was wide open and she would see her employees coming in and she would be able to watch him work. She would also be watching him on the cameras that were all around her office. He came into her office and he gave her a coffee. "Thanks sweet cheeks." She said grinning at him.

She was looking through her emails and documents. She was going through her work. She watched him working from her desk. She had her toy right under her thumb. She noticed when he got up from his desk he was hard. He was hiding his hard on. She knew he was into this now. He was becoming to like what she did to him.

A few hours later she had to go out to a meeting. She collect her bag and headed out her office. "I'm going to my meeting, be a good boy and deal with these papers." She said handing him over some papers. He may of thought while she was out she wouldn't know what he was getting up too.

He didn't know about her cameras. She was out at the meeting for awhile. When she came back. She walked across the office. "Hi did you get the papers done?" She asked before going into her office. She sat her desk and brought up the footage while she was away.

She watched him with Charlotte and it made her so angry. She didn't like seeing him talking so friendly to him and to make it even worse he hugged her. She moved to the door she popped her head out the door. "Get in here now and lock the door after you." She said in a voice only loud enough for him to hear.
 
David started to find his rhytm again and started to make less mistakes in his work. He was still tired, but right now he didn't have miss Smithson watching over him and distracting him which made things a lot easier.

He heard footsteps coming closer from around the corner and he knew it was miss Smithson. Just knowing she was about to be in front of him made his heart skip a beat. "God, I'm really broken, aren't I?" he thought with a smirk as Gwen walked up to him.

"Hi did you get the papers done?" "Welcome back, miss Smithson. They're almost done." Gwen disappeared into her office and David sneaked a quick glance of her butt, making sure she didn't see him do it. He didn't know if it was something he would be punished for, but he wouldn't risk it. Even though she had a really nice ass.

David got back to work when suddenly miss Smithson stuck her head out the door. "Get in here now and lock the door after you." David was surprised and filled with a mixture of both fear and excitement. "What's this all about? Lock the door? She has never asked me to do that before, that must mean..." He swallowed hard and felt a quick rush of blood to his groin which twitched. He entered her office and grudgingly locked the door before turning to her.

"Miss Smithson? Have I done anything wrong?"
 
"Sit." She said coldly. She watched him move to the seat before her desk. He sat down. She was angry with him. She had given him his rules not so long ago and he had broke one already. She typed something into her computer not looking at him. She moved her computer screen round so he could see it. She played the footage of him with Charlotte.

"Firstly I told you not to talk to her unless you needed too. You could of walked away. To make it worse you hug her. Are you stupid? Did you think I wouldn't find out? I'm so angry with you. Your lucky that I didn't just punish you outside in front of everyone." She said. She wasn't messing she was being deadly seriously.

"If you carry on with Charlotte the way you have been. I will fire her, do you want that on your concious?" She said. She stood onto her feet. She got the riding crop out of her bag. "Pull your pants down and your boxers then bend over the table. You get ten lashes to your ass. You will count for me." She said.

She hit the riding crop in her hand it made a harsh noise she wanted to unnerved him. She was annoyed she had to punish him so early on. She thought at least for awhile he'd behave completely. She shook her head looking at him. "Hurry up unless you want twenty." She snapped.
 
"Sit." The tone of her voice was cold and made David uneasy. He carefully sat down in the chair, not wanting to anger her further by making any type of noise. She was pissed, and he had no idea why.

She turned the computer screen towards him. He looked at it, not sure what he was looking at. "Security footage? From where?" He continued looking at the two people on the screen. "Oh, wait, that's Char-" His eyes widened and his lips pressed together when he realized what he was looking at. A cold chill ran though his body as he saw Charlotte hug him on the screen and him giving her one in return.

"Firstly I told you not to talk to her unless you needed too. You could of walked away. To make it worse you hug her. Are you stupid? Did you think I wouldn't find out? I'm so angry with you. Your lucky that I didn't just punish you outside in front of everyone." A drop of sweat ran down the side of his face as he sat there, his hands shaking from fear. His eyes were still glued to the screen, he didn't dare to look at her right now.

"Miss Smithson, I..." His voice was barely audible and he struggled saying the words. It didn't matter, she ignored his words.

"If you carry on with Charlotte the way you have been. I will fire her, do you want that on your concious?" He closed his eyes tight, shaking his head. He certainly didn't want her fired. He looked up at miss Smithson with fear in his eyes. The riding crop was in her hands again.

"Pull your pants down and your boxers then bend over the table. You get ten lashes to your ass. You will count for me." "Miss Smithson, I-" He was about to plead for mercy when she smacked the riding crop against the palm of her hand, the sound making David jump. She was pissed, and David knew that his earlier punishment would be nothing compared to what was going to happen now. This time she wanted blood, and David didn't dare to tell her 'no'. Instead he fell to the floor on his hands and knees, his head deeply bowed.

"Miss Smithson, your toy is sorry! Your toy made a mistake and it begs for forgiveness! Your toy won't do it again, please forgive your toy!" He had to try, but it was to no avail.

"Hurry up unless you want twenty." was her reply. David waited for a second, hoping she would change her mind, but realizing this was going to happen he stood up on shaky legs and undid his belt. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor, his boxers he pulled down at the back so they were just under his buttcheeks. With shaking hands he placed his palms on her desk, his waist pressed against the edge of it. He shut his eyes and clenched his teeth, awaiting his punishment.
 
Gwen was surprised to see David go onto the floor on his hands and knees. She looked at him. She shook her head. She just couldn't believe she was seeing him begging. She brushed his fingers through her hair looking at him.
She wasn't changing her mind at all. She wasn't letting him off with making her angry.

Gwen was possessive and didn't like sharing at all. She wanted David to herself. She wanted him completely to herself. He moved onto his feet. He was shaky. He undid his belt. She watched him silently. She knew the silence was going to unnerve him. She watched him unbutton his pants and pulled them down.

The pants fell to the ground. He pulled his boxers down. His boxers were just below his ass. His hands were shaking. He held onto the desk. "I thought you were going to be a good boy for me not bad. I'm so hurt by you betraying me. You said you would follow my rules and you've broke them. Tell me your sorry." She said.

She was standing in front of him. She got him to look at her. "I'm so angry at you." She said. She slapped his face and then kissed him roughly. She moved around to his ass. "You will count." She shouted. She had the crop in her hand. She gave him a lash to his ass with the crop.
 
"I thought you were going to be a good boy for me not bad. I'm so hurt by you betraying me. You said you would follow my rules and you've broke them. Tell me your sorry." With his eyes still shut David hanged his head and did as he was told.

"I'm so sorry, miss Smithson. I disobeyed you, and I'm sorry. I'll be good from now on, I promise." Even though he wasn't looking forward to the pain she was about to inflict on him he couldn't help but feel... excited? Was that it? Did a part of him actually look forward to it? A little twitch in his groin told him the truth, a part of him was liking it. "What is wrong with me?"

Gwen stood in front of him and forced him to look at her. He carefully opened his eyes, looking at his boss wielding a riding crop.

"I'm so angry at you." David was about to hang his head again when he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his cheek. Miss Smithson had slapped him, hard. Surprised he turned his eyes towards her again only for her to kiss him roughly, showing that she was the one in control. When she broke off the kiss she mowed around him and he clenched his fists, preparing himself.

"You will count." She said it so loud that David feared the others would hear her. "Y-yes, miss Smithson." he replied quietly, as if it would somehow cancel out her loud voice.

WHAP!

David groaned in pain, but still managed to count. "One..." he said with a strained voice.

David did manage to count each lash, though he nearly collapsed on the desk several times. He only did so after the tenth lash, his upper body lying prone on the desk. He was near tears again, it had hurt really bad this time. He wondered if he was bleeding, but he didn't dare to check. But even so his dick was rock-hard and made a big pulsating bulge in his boxers which were pressed against miss Smithsons desk.
 
Gwen was really hitting at David's ass hard. His ass was turning red. She liked seeing his ass turning bright red. He laid on the table collapsed. She could see his cock was so hard in his boxers. It made her smile knowing her toy liked him spanking his ass hard. She put the crop on the desk. She moved onto her knees behind him. She kissed his ass softly. She stroked his ass.

"Good boy for taking your punishment." She said. She smiled. She stroked his ass. "Now promise you won't be bad again or you will see how bad I can make you feel." She said. She moved onto her feet. She kissed his back softly. She turned him around. She pulled his boxers off. She pushed him onto the desk. She kissed him passionately. Her tongue played with his.

She stroked his chest softly. She slid on top of his body. She pulled off her dress- http://38.media.tumblr.com/0eb9e076fa66ff86f08267c7c21573d8/tumblr_nbjzo0ewqd1tv2s05o1_500.jpg. She had on under http://media.jolielingerie.co.uk/me...strapless-bra-amethyst-no-straps-012-1208.jpg and http://media.jolielingerie.co.uk/me...e95/d/a/daniel-g-string-amethyst-062-1200.jpg.

She un-clasped her bra. Her boobs bounced free. She then slid off her panties. She didn't care there was people in the office block. She was boss and could do what she liked. "Now your going to make it up to me by giving me such a good fucking." She said looking into his eyes. She pushed him into her wet pussy. She moaned out.

Her boobs were pressed up against his chest. She was pushing her hips hard down on his. She kissed him passionately. "Come on toy you need to make it up to me for being so bad to me." She said. She kissed at his neck and then nibbled at his neck. She was moving her hips slowly. She wanted him to really give it to her and then maybe tonight she wouldn't be angry with him.
 
Trucken is no longer wanting to carry on the RP anyone interested in taking his role PM.
 
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