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I couldn't believe I didn't get the job. After all, I had been with the company for nine years and worked hard to get that position. Then they go and give it to some bimbo from New York. I just couldn't believe it. Then I met her...
She first came to the office on a Friday when I was working late. I was the only one in the office when this smartly dressed shapely brunette shows up. The rest of the office is dark but she brings in her case of things and walks straight into the boss's old office. Great, I think, this must be the new boss's secretary. After being a bit angry I took another look and realized she was an awesome beauty...tall with a great figure...in a natty business suit and very official-looking. I could see the jutting of her breasts straining at the pearl buttons of her crip-white blouse.
I was checking her out when she turned and walked towards me...walking with an air that made me realize she was not an assistant to anyone. She introduced herself formally. I stretched out my hand but she ignored it making me feel so small and insignificent. I stammered to get out my name...feeling like I had been caught sizing up her tits and arse. She commended me for working late on a Friday and said that such dedication would not go unrewarded under her management. I thanked her for her kind words and told her I was committed to doing whatever it took to help her succeed in her new office. She stopped...taking note of my comment...and smiled to herself as though she had some idea of how she would ask me to show my dedication. Little did I know that she did indeed have a plan for me...
When all the other staff came in Monday we sat around talked and joked about the new boss. Who had she slept with to get that job? With looks and curves like that who needed to work...some executive with his prick in his hand probably gave her the job when she smiled at him. But one thing we all agreed on, she seemed very efficient and possessed a kind of hardness - the type who wouldn't hesitate to sack anyone.
I stayed late again the next Friday and was packing up at the end of the night when the new boss's office door opened unexpectedly...I hadn't even realized she was in there. She asked if it would be too much trouble for me to join her in her office before going home...just one quick thing she wanted to clear up with me.
I walked into her office with my briefcase in hand...thinking it would be five minutes and out...then on to the bar for a drink and home for the weekend.
I entered her office and she asked me to close the door...she was sitting behind her desk and I couldn't see what she was doing around the computer and phone. As I turned back to face her she asked if I was ready to put in that extra effort I had promised...apparently there was something special she wanted me to do for her. As I approached the desk I could see what it was she wanted me to work on. She had opened her business suit and was sitting on her chair with her breasts and hips exposed. While I was first focussed on her fabulous tits my gaze fell to an even more amazing sight. She spread her trousers with one hand to reveal the other hand wrapped around a huge swollen penis! It was the biggest I had ever seen, absolutely colossal!
I couldn't believe my eyes and I was stunned by what I saw. and rather frightened. I stared at her in disbelief - a stunning female, lovely eyes, gorgeous lips and perfectly angled features, very, very sexy. She smiled and told me to come closer and get ready to try something I had never done before. I dropped my briefcase and, at her bidding, knelt before her...just watching wide-eyed while she stroked that monster prick and pulled me towards her with the other hand. I knew of course what she wanted me to do and I instinctively moved closer. How many times had I convinced some woman to suck me at my convenience regardless of how she felt. Somehow I knew this was payback for sliding my own prick down at least a few reluctant throats. I felt I was hypnotised by her penetrating eyes, like a rabbit caught by a snake, and that's exactly how I felt about that enormous phallus standing erect from her groin. It had the power to draw me to it in abject fascination.
I leaned forward and she put one hand in my hair...pulling me closer to her huge purple hard-on. I opened wide and slid the head in my mouth. She held my head and stroked the huge shaft rhythmically. I had never tasted a penis before but this somehow seemed beyond my control...my virgin mouth was going to be filled with a prick...a she-male's massive prick, and my new boss turning me into her office cock-sucker the first week on the job. I realised in a haze of confusion that, if I refused, objected or rebuked her for her action she would have me dismissed from the office and I thought of the heavy financial commitments hanging over me and my family - the mortgage, the repayments for the car and everything else. I just could not afford being sacked. So, like a humble slave I sucked her penis while my conscience raged at the indignity. If she had been a real female, (pretty unlikely) I would have happily buried my face into her hot, humid crotch and lick her vagina with the utmost pleasure, and yet, because of her beauty, her fabulous figure and her position at the firm, I was somewhat glad she had chosen me to debase myself for her pleasure.
I stayed there on the floor for what seemed an hour, milking her giant tool with my lips and gentle grips of my teeth feeling the warm, living hardness and the bulging traceries of blood-filled veins, and working as much as I could into my mouth and throat almost retching as the dome of her column hit the back of my throat. She knowingly coached me and gave me instructions on how to take more...she could tell that I had never given a blowjob in my life and that I was determined to be subjected to her and accept my degradation...or new-found occupation under her.
Finally she pushed me from her meat and took her penis to hold it close to her stomach. "Now lick my balls," she told me, "suck them, but be very careful." Her voice had a warning. After a while, having dutifully sucked the full scrotum, she gently pushed me away and told me to open wide. She understood that I wouldn't get her load the first time but she wanted me to get my "reward" for working so hard at it. I sat back on my knees and watched as she stroked her glistening, slippery prick faster and faster...working hard at it while she looked me straight in the eye. She began to moan and pulled me close again...her hand sliding into my hair and gripping a knot of it for good measure. I opened my mouth and slid closer while she pumped...scared but excited about what I was about to do. Suddenly she pulled my head down and rammed her prick deep into my throat...going deeper than I had been able to take her on my own. Thick gobules of semen came bursting from her throbbing stem and I swallowed as much as I could...much of it still pouring out of my mouth and onto her magnificent shaft as I bobbed on it to get as much spunk as possible.
When she was finished her emission she sat back and smiled...watching as I wiped my chin and played with her relaxing, and licked the dribbling maleness. She told me that my extra effort would not go unrewarded and that next Friday she wanted me to stay later again. I wiped up and was about to take my leave. "One moment," she murmured firmly, still with that tone of superiority, "There's something else." She remained sitting on her leather-upholstered executive chair and nodded to indicate that I should get back onto my knees at her feet. I looked and saw that her penis had lost its tumescence but still appeared gross. She then astounded me by stating that she needed to relieve herself which made me feel awful. I guessed what she was demanding. "Quickly, now, and then you may go." My senses returned to that whirling vortex and my conscience again screamed in revolt, but I felt compelled to obey her, gazing at her face, her jutting breasts and then at the thick, semi-hard organ which had just recently spewed out her viscid spunk. This time, as I opened my mouth and drew close to her, I closed my eyes. A few scant seconds pause and I felt shocked as the strong stream of piss gushed into my mouth. It was warm and slightly saline and the emotions I felt were far worse than when I was sucking her and catching her ejaculation. Blindly I swallowed and gulped until, after what seemed ages, the flow eased off. I opened my eyes tasting her urine in my mouth and waited until the final drops had left the tiny orifice. She squeezed the final drops onto my tongue and made a sound ordering me to lick the bulbous corona and the wet pee-hole.
"Splendid," she muttered as she stood and zipped her expensive trousers up, "You proved to be a useful member of staff. You may go home now. I shall expect you to be here first thing Monday to carry out your usual duties, but if I'm very busy I may have to call in to do what you've just done for me. It'll save me the bother of going to the executives' lavatories; but Friday evenings I shall need you to help release my...er...tension. Understood?" I arose to my feet, picked up my briefcase and replied humbly that I would be at her service...whenever required. "Good," she returned, "Now go. Oh, and one thing more. Say one word about this and you're out. You know what that means: no pension, no job."
"Yes, Miss, no Miss," replied in confusion. That incident happened some weeks ago and I'm still at her beck and call. Only the other day she introduced me to a more intimate service - one I would never have considered or, under other circumstances, agreed to. I was first to suck her fleshy column, kneeling between her outspread legs. Although I was still reluctant I became quite proficient at taking the whole shaft into my mouth. She made me lick her balls and then gently suck them while she gave low sounds of pleasure as she fingered her aroused nipples. Then she shocked me with her next command. I felt my emotions reacting with disgust as she raised her feet to rest on the edge of her executive table. There before my startled eyes was her anus...a dark, crinkled aperture. I groaned and looked up at her imploringly.
"Lick me there," she muttered firmly. To my mind, and no doubt any straight bloke, that was the most degrading act of all. My senses reeled as I turned my eyes back to that most intimate of places. Heavens, I thought, I'd kiss and lick anywhere else but there. I'd kiss and lick her feet. If she so desired I'd let her spit in my mouth. I'd even lick her armpits; but there..... "Please!" I whimpered. "I said lick me there!" she replied forceably, her eyes flashing angrily, "Do I have to repeat myself? If you value your job and the generous salary, you just do as you're told!" With a suppressed sob, thinking what my wife would think if she knew of my utter shame, I shut my eyes tightly and nervously extended my tongue. I shuddered at the touch and began licking the serrated folds of her anus and the surround, catching the faint aroma of that faeces-excreting hole with cringing senses; but then I was relieved that I found no distinctive taste as I expected. However, my relief was shortlived.
After a while my heart fell like a stone when she ordered me to get my tongue inside: "I want to feel it inside of me," she murmured. O, my God, I thought, how much further must I debase myself to keep my job and feed my family? I started to press the tip of my tongue at the threshold of her rear passage keeping the image of her in mind as her testicles pressed against my forehead. It was difficult at first, the hiatus being tightly clenched, but then she relaxed herself so that the muscle of her anus allowed the hole to dilate and let my tongue slip into the recess of her rectum. I swore to myself then that I'd never belittle myself like that again. Hang the job, hang the salary; but I didn't have the courage, nor did I have the financial resources. So, as long as I needed the job, which would be literally all my working life, I will be subjected to that demanding she-male's sexual needs AND her degrading demands.
~The End~
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