Adrian stood trembling in front of the desk. This was his third cock-up within a week, and he couldn’t afford to lose yet another job. He nervously eyed his boss, Miss Chambers, who was sat in front of him with a very stern look upon her rather attractive face. He took in the strict stare, the set mouth and the slight flush in her cheeks – then quickly averted his eyes as she stood to berate him.
Making mistakes
“A month you’ve worked here, Mr Edwards, and do you know how many mistakes you’ve made?” she spat. He opened his mouth to answer her, but before he could utter a word, she brought her palm down on the desk, frightening him enough to make him jump. “TWENTY. FUCKING. SEVEN.” She sneered down at her employee, towering over him in her Jimmy Choo heels and black, well-tailored suit. “That’s nearly one a day. Are you able to do basic mathematics, you snivelling little worm?”. “Y-y-yes” he managed to stammer, before being hauled forward by his lapels.
“You’re going to apologise, you piece of fucking shit, and you’re going to do it until I’m satisfied that you really want this job”. Miss Chambers pushed Adrian away disgustedly, and he staggered back, losing his footing and falling into the leather chair. Again, he began to articulate a sorry, when she stopped him in his tracks. “WHO SAID YOU COULD SPEAK? DO YOU REALLY THINK WORDS ARE GOING TO CUT IT?” Stunned into silence, he sat back for a moment, wondering if this woman was actually a grade-A lunatic or there was something he was missing.
He could see the employees milling about outside the plate glass window, and was embarrassed to see them trying not to look at him. His boss continued her rant: “So, Mr Edwards, what are you going to do to persuade me not to sack you? Are you going to cry like a little girl? Fall to your knees and beg me?” Mortified, Adrian stood up and began backing away. However, he realised right away that this was a bad move, when Miss Chambers’ face turned scarlet in anger, and she stalked toward him. “INSOLENT LITTLE BOY! WHEN I TELL YOU TO BEG, YOU WILL BEG! HAVE YOU GOT THAT?”
Begging
Seeing no other way out, he sank to his knees, feeling the eyes of all the watching employees burn into him. Looking up at her, he fought back a tear. Well, even if he had to degrade himself by begging, he wasn’t going to give this bullying bitch the satisfaction of seeing him cry. “P-please M-Miss Chambers…I r-r-really need this j-job. I’ll make it up. You won’t s-see another mistake from me ever again. Hon-honest. Please?” His eyes met hers, silently begging her mercy. She was, however, deaf to all pleas. “CALL THAT FUCKING BEGGING? Well, never mind, you little runt, I have something else in mind for you. Something it’s almost impossible for you to fuck up, unless you’re monumentally stupid. Although judging by your weekly reports that may well be the case”.
He began to get up, now eager to please her – anything to get himself out of this situation. She pushed him back down. “ON YOUR KNEES, YOU DOG TURD. DOWN WHERE YOU BELONG. Now crawl over to the desk”. He did as bid, wondering what on earth was going to happen next. Was he in some bizarre dream? He actually pinched himself to make sure. Having reached the desk, he felt something being slipped around his neck. A garrotte, he assumed. He was actually going to die, here in this little hellhole of an office, doing a job he didn’t even like. Well, fuck who was watching… he began to say his prayers.
Finished, and deafened by the silence in the room, he opened his eyes and looked up, wondering when his death would be upon him. It was a mixture of shock, relief and hatred when he heard the cackling laughter from Miss Chambers. She was waving a dog lead in her hands, and he closed his eyes and let another wave of shame wash over him. She clipped the lead onto the collar: “Here doggy, there’s a good boy. Lets go walkies. Come on!” This was the point where he actually let go, and the tears flooded his face.
Humiliated
She was leading him toward the office door, out into the hallway, amongst all his colleagues – some of whom he regarded as friends. Somehow this placated his boss, and she sat down in the chair giggling. “Oh, what a bad doggy you are! Come over here!” Happily for Adrian, her fit of laughter meant she was now in a slightly more relaxed mood. He crawled over to her, feeling pathetic. As he approached, Miss Chambers spread her legs to reveal her lack of panties. Her freshly-shaved mound was glistening, and looking at it sent a shiver of lust through Adrian – despite the treatment this woman had subjected him to already. “SIT” she yelled. Adrian rocked back onto his heels, staring intently at the crack between her labia – wanting to touch it. “STAY, YOU NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY PUPPY.”
He restrained himself. His boss lifted her skirt and spread her legs, one on either arm of the chair. Slowly, and very deliberately, she began to touch herself. She traced her pussy gently with both hands, lingering on her already engorged clitoris. She looked at Adrian directly in the eye, and spread her moist pink labia apart. He moaned gently, imperceptibly. Staring at her completely exposed pussy brought out something feral in Adrian, and he moved forward again, this time with a complete desire to get there. But as soon as he moved an inch, Miss Chambers sat up straight, hiding everything from view.
Adrian, realising the game, sat back, penis already rock hard. He sat with hands in lap, bumping his wrists against his length, discreetly, ensuring she couldn’t see and stop his fun. She began to stroke herself again, alternating feather light touches with hard rubbing, and she was soon leaking juices onto the chair. Adrian, meanwhile, was struggling to get any pleasure from the scenario but was filled with a burning desire to fuck this red-haired bitch.
Being a good boy
He bit his lip, unable to contain his excitement much longer. “Now, puppy” she purred, “come and clean up my mess”. He eagerly crawled over and lapped up the little puddle she had made in the chair, a thrill of pleasure rocking him as he finally got a taste of what he was craving. Her soaking wet cunt was only millimetres from his face now, and he decided to risk a tentative lick. Her pussy tasted unbelievable, like honey from heaven. He had to get more.
Miss Chambers was working away at her clitoris, moaning loudly, with the other hand pinching her nipple. She moved this to the back of Adrian’s head, forcing him between her legs roughly. He lapped away contentedly, giving her sweet lips everything he had. Miss Chambers writhed in her chair, pushing her employee’s head down harder and harder. He could hardly breathe.. But who needs to breathe when there’s pussy this good in front of you!
He moved expertly up and down, in the sensitive spots, flicking his tongue from side to side like a snake. She twisted a little so that he was directly on her clit, and he used the tongue’s entire length along her most intimate part. She came almost instantly, but when he tried to move away, her hand remained on his head. “More, you fucking pile of rat piss. Lick me, you good for nothing, low-living bastard. Yessssss!! On the clit, you shithead. You fucking worthless cunt licker. Sissy nancy boy wanker!! YESSSS!! OH YESS!!” As she moaned in ecstasy, Adrian’s cock throbbed as if feeling left out.
Ready for it
Continuing to masturbate her with his hand, he slipped his trousers around his ankles and his 10 inches out of his boxers. He licked slowly up her body until he reached her face, and kissed her roughly. She loved tasting her own cunt, and thrust her tongue in his mouth again and again. Tugging on her hair they fell out of the chair, and rolled on the ground, clawing, scratching and biting each other.
Adrian slid into her tight hole, feeling it clench around him as she took the full length. He fucked her hard, missionary, until she was gasping at him to change position. She got onto her knees, holding onto the legs of the desk, and again he plunged into her. Holding onto her hips, he pulled her onto his cock, enjoying her shrieks as he fucked her so roughly that she was bouncing off him when he pulled her back. “Oh you dirty bastard. I want all of your cock. It’s not enough – you aren’t much of a man! Fuck me harder, you cunt. HARDER!!”
He slipped out and lay her on her back again, this time with her legs up on his shoulders. He pulled her into him, slapping his balls against her arsehole and smearing the juices that had collected there. Miss Chambers moaned loudly again, and came whilst fingering her clit. Adrian was still up for action, and as she lay on the ground recovering, he went to sit down and play with himself. But she followed him to the chair, hissing “you think I’ve had enough, boy? I’ll tell YOU when!!”
In her hands
She took hold of his cock in both hands and forced him into her mouth. She was an expert cocksucker and deep throated most of his uncircumcised cock. He closed his eyes in pleasure, while she worked her tongue around his anatomy – the head of the cock, down the shaft, to the balls and back up. As she licked under his helmet he could feel his climax rising – and so could she. “In my mouth, you fucker. And don’t miss or you’ll be licking it up”.
She slipped it out of her mouth and wanked it, needing both hands because of its huge girth. He sprayed his load between her beautiful lips and onto her tongue – she sucking every last drop out. Staring at each other, both moved backward and Adrian went to pick up his clothes. As he hurriedly put them on, Miss Chambers sat herself back at the desk, reapplying her makeup and patting down her hair.
Motioning Adrian to leave through the other door, she buzzed down to reception. “Claire, please send in my 2 o clock. Thank you. Oh and Mr Edwards? You can keep your shitty job. I quite enjoy your little cock-ups. But not half as much as I enjoy the big ones”.
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