a Slave finds herself having office fun with a dom skilled in rope. Just a fantasy.
It had been a long night. I had been talking to someone new. He was a realtor full of ideas and empty model homes to execute them in. one of which was to suspend me with rope from the stair case railing. A few of them got me going and suddenly I was in a compromising position, legs spread, touching myself. I was envisioning his masculine hand between my legs instead of my own. I was envisioning what his facial expression would be if he were to walk in on me right now. I was starting to drip at the thought of him bending me over a desk to finish the act himself. Alas there was no desk, or man, or steamy hands but my own at the moment.
I woke in a daze before my alarm even went off. I remembered the details of last nights chat. The address, time, and details of the meetup. No word from him this morning though. I was already worrying while trying to decide what skirt to wear. I slipped on a tight, black, high waisted skirt with a tight black crop and some chunky heel boots that were a little too tall for this mornings walk.
Ken seemed to be a weird combination of mysterious and forthright while also being blunt and honest. I felt some things to took prodding. I felt flattered that he had invited me to his office. This was a chance to go offline and get a look at his private side. The sex I had imagined we’d had was primal and very passionate. The sensation of running my hands along the bushes as I walked was heightened. I was very aware of everything touching my skin. If I were a guy reading the naughty thoughts in my mind it would be hard to resist me. I snapped a selfie in the parking lot of the CVS where I stopped to grab some caffeine on the way and quickly fired it off to ken.
When his reply came in, I gasped out loud in the cashier line. “sexy. Can’t wait to tie you up and use you!”- ken quickly fired back. I was shocked by kens response. Most men aren’t so bold. I really wanted to please him enough to see where things go.
This was a casual sex thing at his office. It was risky, dumb, and irresponsible to say the least. Yet, here I was picking up my pace to get there faster. I’d never experienced anything as intoxicating as the way ken handled me in the movie reel in my head. He was so rough, needy, and controlling. I was drunk on the roughness of his touch coupled with the pleasure in his eyes and in his voice, yet id never met this man in person. Sometimes online chats get too heated and my mind has no animate an X-rated film reel for me to watch.
When I got to the model home that was his office, I was surprised to see his door already cracked opened. I had butterflies in my stomach. With trepidation I knocked on the door and called his name. No answer so I walked in, closing the door behind me. I took a seat on a grey chair in front of his desk.
10 minutes passed and then I heard a woman’s voice outside the door. I’m not sure what came over me but I quickly bolted under the desk. I heard 3 people walk in. soon enough Ken was standing at the desk looking down on me. “Didn’t you get my last text.” He mumbled. A look of shock washed over my face. In my anticipation I hadn’t thought to check again for updates. “please stay quiet and out of sight.” He continued. I nodded my head yes and pulled my phone out to check. Sure enough there was a text from him. “need to reschedule. Have early morning clients.” The text read. Oops I thought to myself.
As they sat going over different house plans and loans I ran the fingers of my left hand over my breast slightly, causing my nipple to become erect. I thought about masturbating as I ran my hand down between my legs but I wanted to feel his hands between my leg instead. Ken glanced down and caught me being naughty. He motioned a hand towards his belt.
I quickly and quietly unfastened his jeans as he scooted his chair in closer to the desk. My heart began to race. Would we be caught and what would happen if we were? I was slow to unzip his jeans in fear of being to loud. Then I pulled them down just passed his hips. He wasn’t wearing underwear so his long penis and big ball sack were immediately exposed for my eyes to see. I hadn’t expected it to be this big. My lust him burned bright and my pussy throbbed for him. My mind was made up. I wasn’t leaving this office until I swallowed every last drop of his cum.
I started by running my tongue down his torso. A soft moan escaped his lips as he quickly cleared his throat and straightened in his chair. “your getting so hard. I need to taste it.” I mumbled out loud. He began running his fingers through my hair. I ran my tongue along the under side of his head then down the shaft and all over his balls. I held his nuts in my mouth for a moment before running my tongue back up the shaft. I gazed deeply into his eyes and I could see a smile appearing on his face. Then I took his penis deep into my mouth and began sucking vigorously.
He groaned lightly and I could feel his knees tensing up. He roughly pulled a handful of my hair and used it to guide my head up and down the shaft of his penis. I loved sucking his cock. I kept going for another 5 minutes but my pussy had a hunger that needed to be quenched. I pulled away from him, letting his penis fall from my mouth. While this did disappoint him, it gave him enough time to redo his pants before standing up to shake his client’s hands. I was longing to have him inside me.
Once his clients had left, I begged ken to take me. I needed him inside me. I needed to feel him fucking me roughly. I needed to be used in the worst way.
He pulled me up and bent me over his desk. He got on his knees behind me so he could grope and admire my ass cheeks, then slipped his dick into me with one hard thrust. I groaned deeply feeling my eyes begin to roll back into my head.
“your pussy is so wet and tight” he groaned as he pumped his penis into me with a steady, hard, rough rhythm. He had a hand pulling my hair and he started biting my neck a bit. I wanted to tell him how good his dick felt. I wanted to beg him to fuck me harder. All I could do was moan loudly and thrust into his thrusts attempting to take him deeper every time on my own. I was panting rather heavily as I began to rub my clit. I was pulled back to reality when he gave my ass a hard slap. The deep steady strokes coupled with my finger on my clit was drawing me close to climax.
“do not cum, SLUT! I did not give you permission.” He ordered. Immediately I took my finger off my clit. “yes sir.” I replied.
“slap my ass harder ken.” I ordered. He obliged leaving a rather nice red mark on my right ass cheek. “oh fuck, oh god!” he moaned loudly. He pulled my hair so hard I winced a little but the feeling of his cock swelling and throbbing inside me was so distracting. He thrust in one final deep thrust. Soon cum was shooting deep inside me. The hottest part was that his balls were pressed against my clit. I could feel every ounce of cum being drained out as they pulsated against me. I moaned so loud ken put a hand over my mouth to silence me. I was so fucking sexy. I felt every drop throb and pulsate out against my clit and I was so close to climax I couldn’t be quiet. I never got permission to cum though. We collapsed together onto the rug under his desk. I wasn’t fully satisfied but I felt a whole lot better having pleased him.
“Shall we do this again next Monday?” he asked.
“Yes Sir.” I responded quickly before grabbing my bag and heading for the door.
I decided to go shopping for a new skirt for Monday. I found the perfect knee length skirt and almost see through black shirt. I sent a picture from the dressing room to ken. I was a little surprised at his quick response.
“shorter.” It said. I grabbed a shorter one I had tried on. I had found it too short to be appropriate for and office setting. It was more of a Motley Crue concert leather mini skirt. When Monday came around, I felt so nervous in my new skirt. I’d never worn anything that short before.
“good morning cookie.” He greeted me as I walked in the office door. He was sitting at his desk, leaned back. He looked fucking sexy all playful yet poised.
“I see you follow instructions well” He said while undressing me with his eyes.
“only for you sir.” I replied, laughing as I said the words out loud.
It wasn’t funny but the intensity of the situation made my giggle. As a brat I wasn’t used to being this serious. I walked to his desk and perched myself on the edge of it. I was trying to compose myself and look more sophisticated. His eyes suddenly became glued to my legs, most of which were uncovered by the skirt I was wearing. He placed his right hand on my bare thigh rubbing it dangerously high. I wondered if someone would come in but those thoughts were quickly silenced by my need to have his hand keep moving.
He pulled me off the desk so I was standing, facing him as he moved his hand further up until I could see a smile cross his face. He had just realized I wasn’t wearing panties. He bit his lip as I leaned forward to kiss him. He turned his head so that he could whisper in my ear, “good girl cookie.” Then he kissed my earlobe before making his way down to my neck. One of his fingers was now inside me making strong circular motions. I gripped his shoulder for balance as I was beginning to have trouble keeping upright in my stilettos. I had taken an uber so I could wear strappy 6inch heels.
He pulled his hand out of my skirt and placed it on the back of my thigh. I could feel a giant puddle of wetness gushing out and running down my leg. I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not but It was hot as fuck. “mmm. I plan on fucking you hard after I am finished with my client call.” He said sternly. It was definitely a promise. He gave me a playful slap on my ass and then directed me which chair to sit in.
When he finished his call, I heard him sliding open his metal desk drawer. He pulled a ball of rope out of it and motioned me to bend over his desk. He used the rope to tie my hands behind my back. He then spread my legs using cuffs to attach a spread bar between them. “you get too excited and loud. We need to do something about that.” He said as he fastened a ball gag into my mouth. Now you can scream all you want but it will be muffled. Don’t need any potential clients or other workers to hear you moan this loud.
His hands were traveling all over my legs, into my inner thighs and back out again teasing my pussy with every chance. Once it was wet enough, he slowly slid his long shaft inside me. He let out a loud moan and gripped my big 36DDD breasts in both hands. I had never been fucked this hard. He was beating it up like he wanted to catch a charge.
Then all at once he stopped. “I want to taste you.” he said crouching down onto his knees. His tongue found my pussy quickly and he began lapping up the puddle of wet inside me with his warm tongue. I was trying to moan loud because it felt so good but I couldn’t get loud with the ball gag firmly in my mouth. He let the gag loose for a second.
“you taste so good baby. You really need me, don’t you?” he asked.
“Yes Sir.” I answered.
“god cookie your so wet. I want you to taste how badly you need me.” He said as he used his fingers to scoop up a pool of wet from inside me and gently pour it into my mouth. “clean my fingers baby. Suck them hard like your sucking the last bits of cum off of my hard cock after I cum.” And I did as he said. I slowly took each finger into my mouth sucking hard and swirling my tongue around each one making sure to get all my juices off before moving on to the next finger. When I finished, he fastened the ball gag back in.
He was back thrusting me again. He had a fistful of my hair in his hands. He had a good rhythm going, harder, deeper, and occasionally kissing or biting my neck. I felt really good.
Soon he produced a vibrator from his pocket and placed it on my clit. I began to moan so loud but I was so muffled with the gag. Waves of pleasure began washing over me and I could feel my climax near. I knew he would soon be exploding too. His cock was throbbing so much.
“you may cum good girl.” He murmured into my ear. As he said it he thrust deep inside me. I began to feel his hot cum pulsating through me. His balls were pressed against me and the sensation was too much. I began to shake and spasm with pleasure as my orgasm washed over me. “Good girl.” He murmured again. Pleasure was racing through both of us at the same time. What a rush.
Soon we had fallen back into his big leather office chair. I was on his lap looking at the floor while he untied my hands. He stroked my hair and told me how wonderful I was. He remarked that he couldn’t wait for our next Monday meetup before kissing my forehead and sending me on my way.