Jeremy Bates stood straight-backed and imperious as he inhaled through flared nostrils and contemplated his lot. All of six-three, with baby blue eyes and well-groomed hair, he always had an air of faux superiority about him. Well, normally. But, here he was now, butt naked and with his hands firmly cuffed behind his back.
"Marian."
"Jeremy."
She smiled as her gaze lowered to his groin, brazenly bared for her to leer at. His impressive dick jutted out at a jaunty angle as the blood surged all at once to his organ.
"Have you been a good boy, Jeremy?"
"No, ma'am. I've been thoroughly naughty, and deserve to be chastised."
"Glad to hear it."
His aching erection pointed at her, the tip shiny and swollen. He had not felt this exposed and vulnerable in a long time. He had submitted to the Dom before, but this promised to be new and unexpected. Mrs. Wintergreen sat back in her leather upholstered chair in her plush office at 20 Fenchurch Street and placed the stiletto heels of her knee-high black boots up on the mahogany desk.
She idly fidgeted with the reports and mail that sat next to her PC with her heel. She had daydreamed of the close of business all of that busy day and had entertained illicit thoughts of the little affair she had arranged for her hot CEO. She pressed her head back into the soft cushioned headrest of her chair and stroked her crotch under her prim-looking dress. Bates craned his neck in an attempt to see her plump mound but to no avail.
"I'm so hot down here I almost set my fingers alight."
The cuffed man gulped and his hard dick twitched with yearning as he watched the hot forty-something play with herself. For a good minute, the willowy brunette massaged her muff, delighting in the exquisite tingling that ran down to her toes, and the wicked tease she gave her boss. Eventually, she sighed and stood up. She walked around the desk and casually unzipped her dress from behind. As it fluttered to the lush carpet, Bates saw that underneath her business-like attire, the wanton vixen wore an exotic halter neck and backless leotard in gold latex. The thong section between her upper thighs accentuated her mound of Venus perfectly. The outfit clung to every delicious curve of her slender body, especially her breasts and rear end.
"See something you like?" she queried as she rocked gently back and forth on her sharp heels.
"Yes. I see a lot that I like."
She circled him slowly, letting the man admire her body from every angle. Her legs were long and subtly toned. Her bosom heaved as she inhaled through flared nostrils.
"Is that so? Well. As you are aware, discipline is an established factor I have adopted in the everyday running of the business. I have high expectations and aspire to only the best of those. Including those persons at the very top. Do you understand?"
Tall, gorgeous, and very dominant, Mrs. Wintergreen had worked hard to get where she was and demanded the utmost respect as a result. Her fierce gaze and high cheekbones thoroughly captivated those who saw her in the flesh. Her five-foot-ten frame stretched her classic hourglass figure into sleekness and imbued her with the superiority worthy of her position.
When the board of directors named her the head of the department, she felt that she had arrived at the pinnacle of her career thus far. Marian grabbed onto Jeremy's testicles and yanked them up in a harsh manner. He went up on tiptoe and threw his chest out. His instinctive reaction to avert the humiliation was thwarted by his hands being secured behind his back.
"Yes," he answered meekly and in a high-pitched tone.
"Again. Louder."
"YES!"
Marian came nose to nose with the man and twisted his balls in her tight fist. When he had put in an appearance at the office block, he had been stunned to listen to her mock and denigrate him after his involvement in the collapse of a lucrative business deal worth millions. As he unashamedly shared the woman's passion for all things physical, he willingly let her seduce him and strip him of all clothing. Having been intoxicated by her erotic power, Bates craved the rough punishment he endured for their pleasure.
"Your presentation and conduct during the Manchester amalgamation meetings was pathetic and potentially damaging to the company. With key clients poised to sign on the dotted line for last Friday afternoon, your oratory and rhetoric were deplorable. However, all is not lost. The Bank and Savings and Trust have offered a three-way deal that sits on my desk at this very moment. We may still salvage something from this debacle."
Bates nodded. He had indeed fouled things up and took full responsibility for his misgivings. He looked at the leggy brunette and curled his toes. He was fully aroused, yet at the same time, he was at the mercy of this domineering woman. And he loved it!
"The board of directors may be forgiving, but I have taken it upon myself to mete out some form of corrective retribution. There are three types of discipline, in my humble opinion. Preventive, supportive, and corrective. I think that we need to revise the third."
Her attractive face also projected a cruel beauty, the countenance of someone born to dominate and humiliate. Bates hissed through gritted teeth as she gripped his boner and jerked him off. The sensual motions of her hand were exquisite and for a split second, he thought he would explode.
"Get down on your knees."
It wasn't easy with both hands cuffed behind him, but he managed to get down before her. Her left hand gripped the back of his head, and her right moved the thong section of her latex leotard to one side of her mons.
"Kiss it."
Bates did as he was ordered, and noted the moisture that glistened on her bald lips. The darker skin of her outer labia was totally smooth and shiny. His prick hardened even more. His nostrils flared as he inhaled the musk of her quim. He then licked her, teasing her outer folds with sweeping passes. He kissed her swollen clitoris and flicked out with his tongue, the result of which made the auburn-haired vixen moan loudly. She began to buck against his face, maintaining maximum contact whilst swiveling her hips. She took his head in her hands and firmly pressed his face into her snatch. Arching her back, she rubbed her crotch against him, thereby coating his lips and mouth with her juices.
His aching cock jumped in response, even without directly being touched. With her head tilted up, the latex-clad dominatrix pressed on his ears and trapped his wriggling tongue between her cunt entrance and throbbing clit. The sublime vibrations made her wetter with each moment. Her shaven pussy was perfect! As her hips were gyrating, he concentrated solely on her tiny nub.
"Enough! You naughty man."
She dragged him up onto his feet by the hair on top of his slumped head, and the tip of his cock poked through her upper thighs and brushed her pussy mound. She chose to go down on her haunches then, and her pointed tongue flicked out as she traced a line from his chest down his sternum to his navel. She teased the button as she held his flanks, but avoided his cock. His hose wagged at her like a puppy tail demanding attention, but she just trailed her fingers down the junction of his thigh to where his balls hung. He hummed between pursed lips but she left him in limbo. Bates was extremely turned on and wanted to jump her right there and then and start fucking.
