1. Bride Submission: Boss's Bitch


    Date: 1/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Domination/submission, Interracial, Job/Place-of-work, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    I thought I might pass out…yet my orgasm, so close, wouldn’t burst, instead simmering so close to the surface. Mrs. Patterson laughed, as she slipped two fingers in my cunt, “Come, you nasty slut.” Finding my g-spot, I obeyed her demand, as I screamed, not even thinking of the words coming out of my mouth, “Thaaaaank you, Mistreeeeeeeess,” as the avalanche of euphoria, crashed down on me hard. I just lay bent over the desk, my body drained of all energy, my mind empty of rational thought, as he continued to pound my ass, and she continued to tap on my clit…my orgasm refusing to stop pulsing through me. A few deep thrusts later, my black Master announced, “Here comes my cum,” as he shot his load deep in my ass. I moaned, “Oh yes, fill my ass with your cum,” as I tightened my ass cheeks trying to milk his cock for every last drop of his sticky seed. She pulled her fingers out of my cunt, my pussy juice leaking out of me like a tap left running and he pulled out of my ass, his cum dripping out of me. I felt like a dirty slut, humiliation setting in as my orgasm faded and the reality of my submission came flooding back. Mr. Pickerton said, “I have a meeting to go to. Brittany, congratulations on your upcoming wedding and I look forward to continuing your training when you return to work.” “Yes, sir,” I weakly agreed, happy he was leaving. “Mrs. Patterson, she owes you an orgasm, but don’t keep her too long, I imagine she has work to do before she heads out tonight for her family ...
    orgy,” he said casually, as if he was talking about the weather. “Hmmmm, I have the perfect place for her to return the favour,” she purred, standing up and smiling deviously. “I’m sure you do,” he chuckled, as he walked out of the office. She said firmly, “Straighten up, slut, and meet me at my desk.” “Okay,” I weakly agreed. “Okay, Mistress,” she corrected. “Sorry, Mistress,” I apologized, finally standing straight up. “Oh, you will be if you are not a hundred percent obedient,” she warned, walking out. I stretched and wobbled, my head still light from the orgasm and wondering how I was ever going to get my life to resemble some sort of normality. Taking a few deep breaths to recover, I walked out of the office, his cum still leaking out of my ass. “Under my desk,” she ordered, not even looking at me, as she rolled her chair back. Understanding her earlier warning, I didn’t protest, even though the area was a lot smaller than the one under Mr. Pickerton’s. Once under the desk, she rolled her chair back under, her legs wide open. I didn’t need instructions as I buried my head between her legs, under her dress and began licking her completely shaved pussy. “Go slow, slut, I want this to last,” she ordered. “Yes, Mistress,” I whispered in shame from my submissive position as I continued licking. Over the next thirty minutes I licked slowly, was ordered to stop each time the phone rang, and sat frozen in fear as another colleague of mine chatted with her. Mrs. Patterson seemed ...
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