The New Manager Pt 02

A few weeks had passed since my manager, Mia had ground herself into my face. Day in and day out I longed for her sweet sticky juices to run down my tongue, but she has avoided me. Other than fulfilling her duties as manager she's acted like I don't even exist. I must admit it has only made me want her more.

I've considered jumping her and making her lick my aching pussy. Show her what she was missing and make her beg for my sweet holes. But I found myself too afraid of the possible rejection, or other potential consequences.

Today when handing out assignments she assigned me the new girl. I rolled my eyes annoyed that I had to work with the slow girl who was always fucking up. When I looked to check out Mia, I saw she was glaring at me.

"Is there a problem" she asked me.

I shook my head, "no ma'am" I said instinctively.

"Good," she responded with a raised eyebrow.

As I loaded the cart and got our stuff ready for the day I saw my manager turn the corner. I immediately felt my pussy moisten at the thought of sucking her toes again.

"I need to see you in my office." She said curtly as she passed me, not even giving me a glance.

My heart began to race as I told the new girl to head to the first room and that I would catch up. I hurried after her and followed her into the small office. She told me to close the door and I did as I was told.

"What's your fucking problem?" She asked suddenly making me feel small and insignificant.

"I...uh" I stammered nervously. I was so ready for her to slam me against the wall or force her fingers in my pussy I was caught off guard by her anger.

"What you're to 'high and mighty' to work with the new girl?" She asked.

"No ma'am"

"I'm not going to take your attitude," she told me. "You'll obey me or you'll be fucking out of here."

"Yes ma'am"

"Good," she said. "Get over here."

I looked at her surprised, and she raised an eyebrow at me impatiently. I hurried over to her and when I was within an arms length she reached out and grabbed my hair and pulled me closer.

"I don't have all day for your bratty little ass!" She swung me past her and up against her desk. She was behind me now with her hips pressed into my ass and her hand pressing my head down.

I obeyed as she pressed my face against her cold hard desk. She released me and walked away. I stayed where I was and watched her walk to the front of the desk. She slid open a drawer and pulled out a black box with a small metal clasp. She walked back behind me and heard the clasp click as she opened it. I felt her sharp nails dig into my flesh as she grasped the waist band of my leggings. She ripped them down to my knees exposing my ass. She slid a finger under my thong and slid it up and down my ass slowly pulling the string to the side.

"You hungry little slut," she mocked. "Your fucking panties are soaked already. You little pussy hungry bitch, you want to eat me so bad it's killing you."

I nodded "yes ma'am."

I felt her fingers touch me sliding up and down my wet lips. She teased my clit and I jumped. She slapped my ass three times as hard as she could. "Don't you dare pull away from me."

Her finger wet with my juices slid over my tight virgin asshole. It happened so fast, there was a flash of pain, no pleasure, maybe both, and her finger was in my ass. I moaned unexpectedly caught off guard by the new array of feelings.

"Oh you're fucking dirty," she mocked. "You sick little slut, you like that don't you."

"I do" I squeaked.

She slapped me again.

"I do, ma'am," I quickly corrected as her finger slid deeper. I felt her begin to wiggle it inside and my stomach turned to knots.

Her finger was gone as fast as it had entered. Suddenly there was more slippery pressure on my asshole. I felt it stretch and pain seared as something thick and slippery passed into my ass. Suddenly I was in me and the pain was gone. I could feel the slick object pressing on my insides while something else pressed on the outside. I knew immediately there was now a plug in my ass.

I was stunned by the sensation. I took it all in as I felt her fingers slowly caressing my lips. "Look how wet that made you. God you're such a fucking whore. You like when I touch your ass don't you."

Before I could answer she slid her wet fingers in my mouth. I could taste myself on her and I began to suck them clean. Her other hand slid gently down my ass and tickled my sensitive spots.

"Good girl," she said devilishly. Abruptly, she removed her fingers from my mouth. She slapped my ass and walked away. "Now get back to work."

I lifted my head in shock. Upset it was over, and unsure of what to do with the plug in my ass. She was at the front of her desk. Putting the black box away. She looked at me with fierce eyes and reached out suddenly and grabbed my breast. She squeezed and twisted.

My mouth opened to scream in pain but I held it in. She spit in my open mouth and smiled at me. "Pull up your dirty panties and get the fuck back to work."

She let go and I stumbled back a few steps and did as I was told. Every movement and the plug made its presence known. Pressing on my insides, making my pussy ache. I turned to leave, adjusting myself as quick as possible. When I reached the door she called to me.

"You are not allowed to touch that," she said.

I looked at her in horror wondering how long it would be in me.

"If you want it out, you have to persuade your partner to do it."