1. Submissive Jennifer


    Date: 5/26/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Job/Place-of-work, Male Domination, Author: krys111, Rating: 65, Source: sexstories.com

    of the building. I did not want her to suspect me, just in case I went too far. We took the elevator together and I let her open the door of our office. Before entering, she froze. I looked over her shoulder and said with my best genuine wondering voice: - Where you expecting a package? - No, I have no idea what this is. - Weird… While I sat at my desk, I looked at her reading the note I let on the package. She flushed as she was reading the words “Dear kinkyslut, dare: wear this today.” Then she left for the front office, to return the package that was not meant for her. When she came back, her face was as red as her hair and I knew she went to the toilet to “wear this”. You might have guessed what this is, but for not any more confusion, let me tell you: a remote control vibrating egg. Needless to say, I had the remote control. I waited half an hour, for every worker to be in the office, before turning on the egg. This sex toy was the best quality on the market: I was able to choose the intensity of the vibrations, and the toy was designed to stimulate the inner part of a woman as well as her clitoris. When I turned on the toy, on the lowest setting, Jennifer was talking to some guy. He was obviously trying to flirt, and she was… unimpressed. But, “suddenly”, she gasp for hair and her eyes widened. As for me, knowing what was happening, I got the hardest boner in a second. At work. Without perspective of release. By my fault. Even if it was frustrating, it was also… ...
    enjoyable. I wanted to test her reaction and sensitivity at first. So I discreetly watch her react to all five level of intensity. During the first level, as she was talking to “the guy”, almost nothing changed. It was clearer that he was wasting her time (and his) but apart from this – and the looks she was giving away to spot the culprit – she was still the same. As “the guy” left, I increased to level 2. She let escape a soft moan of both surprise and pleasure at first but after that she was still able to appear almost normal. Under my gaze, I saw her breathing become heavier. From my desk I was able to see her chest moving, and her nipples might had been harder – or it was just a shadow on her shirt. I did not want her to guess her tormentor was me so I waited more or less 10 minutes before increasing to level 3. I could have done it sooner, but I had been mesmerized by a slight back and forth movement of her hips. She was enjoying her humiliation, and was trying to increase her pleasure. - Oh my gooood…, moaned Jennifer when she reached level 3. - What happened? I asked, hoping to look concerned. - N… Nothing. I re… realized I forgot my wallet at home. - Well then, I’ll take you to lunch then. At that point, Jennifer barely seemed to be aware of where she was. She was sweating so she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt. After that, she left her hand wandering on her chest. She was trying her best to make it natural but I could see her finger slipped into her bra, ...
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