The Day Master Fucked Me At Work

I found him sitting at the office legs crossed, brows furrowed and fully concentrated on the paper on his desk. The blinds behind him were closed so I could see him clearly. I could see his long eyelashes through the glasses sitting at the bridge of his nose and when he looked up at me, I could see his eyes were bloodshot red.

"What happened?" I asked walking around the desk to stand right in front of him.

"I'm stoned" he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him.

I wrapped my hands around his head and brought him closer "Are you okay?"

"Yes" he took a deep breath "I love the way you smell" his grip tightened on my hips

"I want you" he pulled back and his dark eyes met mine "I want you to taste you" he pulled me onto his lap and I happily sat with both legs on either side

"I'm yours" I whispered as I slowly leaned into him until our lips met and he kissed me, gently at first and then aggressively until I was out of breath.

Sensing my need for air his lips left mine and he looked at me "Sit on the table"

"Why?" I asked with a pout.

He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up, I giggled like a teenager as he walked me over and sat me down on his table.

Letting out a deep breath he moved close to me until his breath fanned my face, he smirked and moved his lips to my ear

"I told you, I don't like questions" he grabbed my butt and moved me towards the edge of the table

"Have you forgotten what happened to naughty girl?"

I felt his lips graze my ear and then move down to my neck where he kissed me roughly, the stubble on his jaw only making it more intense as my hand laced through his hair while my other hand made its way down between my legs.

PSensing this he pulls back abruptly and chuckles.

"You're so greedy" he chuckled "Stand up"

I smirked.

"I see" he roughly pulls me off the table and turns me around "You'll pay for that later" his lips tease my neck as he says it, and then his hand gently guides me down towards the table.

His hands found my wrists which he pinned behind my back then secured tightly with his tie. I had no time to think before he pulled down my zipper and ripped open what was left of my dress.

"What are you doing" I panicked but he ignored me.

"No underwear, you're such a greedy girl"

I barely had time to register his words before I felt a hard smack on my ass which caused a whimper to escape my lips.

"Did you lock the door, Maria?" He asked teasingly.

Panic engulfed me as I frantically tried to pull myself up to no use as he was holding me down securely with one hand.

Another hard smack on my ass and I feel tears well up in my eyes.

"Well Maria, if you didn't and I didn't it means someone might"

Smack!

"Just"

Smack!

"Walk"

Smack!

"In" his hand gently caressed my ass.

"Stop" I whimper through tears "Someone might see us"

"I'll make you a deal" his deep voice is laced with desire as I felt his hand grab my butt and squeezed roughly "If you're not wet right now, I'll stop" his hand spread open my butt cheeks fully exposing my asshole "but if you're wet, I'll fuck you on this table and continue your punishment later, deal?"

I could hear my heart beating and even worse I could feel my juices running down my legs as I'm sure he could see, but I knew he'd drag this out to humiliate me.

"What's the matter, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue" his voice was laced with mischief "Now what do we have here?"

His thumbs moved down from exposing my asshole to pulling apart my pussy lips and fully exposing my dripping wet pussy "Such a naughty girl" he chuckled.

"Please" I whispered "lock the door"

"Where's the fun in that?" He pulled away and I heard him undo his zipper "Try not to be too loud, my secretary will hear you"

Next, I felt the tip of his cock tease my clit "Relax" he groaned "fuck you're so wet"

I felt him slowly ease into me filling me up with a mixture of pain and immense pleasure shooting through me and straight to my head, the sound of him groaning my name only made it that much more intense and I swear I could cum right there, then I heard it. A knock on the door, I ignored it hoping it was my imagination and focusing on the man ravaging my hole, but then the door swung open, followed by a loud gasp. I didn't have to look to know it was his secretary who quickly backtracked and shut the door.

"Stop" I trying to get up.

Smack!

"Don't" he said as he continued pounding into me. His hand wrapped tightly into my hair as he slammed into me faster and deeper sending me crashing into a pool of pleasure and ultimately I found myself riding the intense climax that built up and exploded very quickly all through my body, my legs were shaking and I was barely holding myself up by the end of it.

He slowed down after I descended from my high and I heard him open a drawer.

"You're not supposed to enjoy this" I feel him pull out of me and then spread open my asshole "Your punishment starts now"

As he said that I feel something cold push up my asshole causing me to whimper, I can tell it was bigger than his finger but not big enough to cause too much discomfort.

He groans "You're taking it like a good slut, there you go" he pushed what I think is a flared butt plug inside me and then smacked my ass.

"You'll keep this in until it's time for your punishment later"

"Yes" I mumbled.

"Good" he then gently slid inside of me and this time it hurt a bit more. Between deep breaths, moans, and groans he thrust into me hard and fast until the only thing supporting my weight was the table and his hands. I felt his weight on top of me and he drove deeper inside me until I felt his warm cum explode inside me causing me to tip over the pleasure fountain as well. He collapsed on top of me and I could feel his heart slamming against his chest as he breathed heavily.

"Fuck" he stands up then unties my hands before scooping me into his arms and walking us to the couch "Are you okay"

I smile "Yeah just gotta find what's left of my dignity before I leave"

He chuckled "Micheal should have knocked"

"He did"

"And waited" he set me down "he knows I have company"

"So do you usually fuck your girlfriends in the office?" I asked hyper-aware of his cum dripping onto the sofa from between my legs.

"Does it look like Micheal has seen this happen around here?" He smiled coyly while handing me a glass of water and a tray of warm towels.

"I'm not thirsty" I set it down.

"You need to hydrate after all that" he picked up the glass and guided it to my lips "Come on, be a good girl"

Reluctantly I took a few sips.

"Good girl" he pats my head and drank the rest of the water.

It was moments like this that made me fall deeper in love with him, his love was intentional, and he cared not just about satisfying himself but about me and my wellbeing. I couldn't believe my luck until he interrupted my thought and I was once again reminded of what a deviant he is.

"I'll have Micheal drive you to the spa, you deserve some pampering before your punishment today" he smiles wickedly "You're not allowed to take out that plug without my permission"

I watched him pick up his landline in disbelief, he had three personal drivers and but he'd rather send the secretary, if I could blush, I'd be cherry red.

"Please send Sani instead" I plead with him.

"Fine, since you asked nicely."