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Part Five- The Best Laid Plans
The following morning, Diane proudly stepped off of the elevator on her office floor with Thomas in tow. Earlier that morning, she had locked a heavy collar around his neck, attached a long, dog leash chain to the collar after running it through a ring on a cock and ball harness she had put on him. Before they left the house, she gave one last strong tug on the leash. She saw that it painfully and effectively jerked his cock, scrotum and neck, all at the same time.
"Excellent!" she had exclaimed, gleefully pulling on the leash and observing how hard the young man's cock was becoming. "I think my little dog is going to like being led around all day."
Now, she strode boldly down the hall to her office, catching sideways glances from cubicles and offices as they passed. Thomas, clad only in jeans and covered by a long, black trench coat, followed close behind her. She held the leash leading to the fly opening of his partially zipped jeans discreetly in her hand. "If you don't stay close to me, I'm going to jerk on this and pull your cock out. Then I'll take you around to every woman in the office and introduce you," Diane warned through clenched teeth.
Diane knew it was a false threat since she still had to be discreet at her office, but the impact of her words, was obvious. The bulge in the front of Thomas' jeans grew larger with each step down the hall. When they arrived at Diane's office, she quickly shut the door and forced the young man to strip off his jeans.
"Down onto all fours," she snapped, and was amused at how quickly the naked man obeyed.
"Damn," she thought to herself, laughing, "Why couldn't I have met this obedient hunk fifteen years ago. I would have made a great dominatrix with a little practice and the right guy."
She looked at his large, stiff cock, bound and chained and tethered to the other end of her leash, and sighed to herself. "Oh, well, better late than never."
"Since you are going to be my dog for the day, this will be your dog house when people are in my office," she told him, pointing to the large opening under her huge, wooden desk.
Hidden under her massive desk, Diane knew that Thomas would be undetectable to anyone sitting across from her. She smiled at the thought of conducting meetings all day with this gorgeous, naked male sitting between her legs. Thomas quietly crawled up under the desk as Diane opened her office door to begin her day.
The day passed uneventfully until Diane's afternoon meetings. During the first meeting after lunch, she decided to take advantage of her slave and enjoy his presence under her desk. Just before the meeting, she had slipped off her panties. As now she discussed plans with two of her colleagues, Diane shifted herself forward to the edge of her large leather chair and spread her legs apart. Unnoticed by the others, she began to pull on Thomas' leash and soon had his mouth was clamped onto her wet vagina.
"Ohh!" she let out with a gasp, as he slid his tongue into her. She spoke quickly to recover in front of the others.
"Oh, that's a good idea, Jane," she said to one of the people across the desk, and then began to smile and nod as Thomas serviced her under the desk.
It was at her second meeting in the afternoon, that Diane totally lost her self-control. The trouble came in a meeting with one of her assistants, Brenda, an attractive brunette, who had been with Diane for many years. As Thomas again ate her pussy under the desk, Diane failed to stop him as he locked is mouth around her swollen clit and pushed her to another orgasm.
Right in the middle of her discussion with Brenda, Diane threw her head back and let out a loud moan.
"Aaaaahhhh," she gasped and grabbed the arms of her chair.
"Diane," Brenda demanded, jumping up, "What the hell is going on over there?"
Brenda rushed around Diane's desk just in time to see Thomas' head emerging from under Diane's skirt. His face and mouth were dripping with Diane's juices as he hunched down and tried to hide. As Diane stood up, Brenda pulled aside the chair and peered under to see Thomas, crouched naked and sporting a huge erection.
"My God, Diane!" Brenda exclaimed. "Is he yours?"
"Listen, Brenda, I can explain," Diane stammered, and then realized what Brenda had said. "Er, oh, well…. Uh.. Yes, I guess he is mine."
"Diane, we've worked together for a lot of years, we're almost the same age, and we both have been friends since we started here together. But I don't know what to do about this," Brenda said, now tugging on the leash and pulling Thomas forward.
"Damn!" Brenda shouted, then walked over and quickly closed Diane's office door.
"Look at the size of the cock on that boy," Brenda said, staring back toward the naked figure on the floor.
"Sorry, Brenda," Diane said nervously. "I really can explain all of this."
"Oh, I'm sure you can. So, let's just continue the meeting while you explain," Brenda said, with a small smile forming on her lips.
Diane started to sit back down at her desk, when Brenda interrupted.
"No! No! Why don't you sit over there," Brenda chided, pointing to the chair across from Diane's desk. "I'll just sit here and listen while you explain this."
With that, Diane saw Brenda reach up under her dress and pull her pantyhose and panties down around her ankles and sit in Diane's chair.
"Go ahead," Brenda said, "I'm listening."
Diane saw her friend reach under the desk, grab a handful of Thomas' hair and pull his face snugly between her legs. Diane sat speechless as she watched her colleague ride the young man's face to the first of two orgasms. Following her first climax, Brenda stood up and pulled Thomas out from under the desk.
"Diane," she said, still panting hard from Thomas' attention to her cunt. "I don't know what you and Dave are into, but I sure hope you invite me over sometime. I've been divorced for eight years and if this is a sample of what you've got going, count me in. But for the time being, that's the nicest cock I've ever seen in my life. Does the boy know what to do with it?" Brenda said, reaching out and grabbing onto Thomas' rigid member. "God, it's huge!"
"Oh, that he does," Diane said with a smile.
"Well, do you think you could spare him for a few more minutes?" Brenda asked.
Trying to recover from her momentary setback of losing the illusion as the intimidating dominatrix, Diane reached across the desk and grabbed the leash fastened directly to Thomas' cock indirectly to his neck. She gave a swift, hard pull, dragging the stunned Thomas flat across the desk, his ass arched up in the air. Picking up a heavy aluminum ruler from the desktop, Diane swatted the naked man's ass three times, earning a pained grunt with each blow.
"Listen closely," Diane said to the prostate man, whispering softly in his ear. "I want you to fuck her like your life depends on it. Anything short of spectacular will earn you a severe beating when we get home. Do you understand?"
Diane was improvising quickly now, since she could never have anticipated any of this, especially with someone at work. She walked back around the desk and jerked Thomas into an upright position, his massive cock protruding straight out from his athletic body. She continued on and moved behind Brenda, lifted up her dress and pushed her forward, bending her over the desk. Grabbing Thomas' throbbing cock like a handle, Diane pulled him behind Brenda's spread ass cheeks and in one swift motion guided his cock into her parted opening, pushing hard on his wide cock and splitting Brenda's vaginal lips.
"Ohhhhhhhh! It's so big. So big!" Brenda shrieked, and Diane was sure that building security was going to come bursting through the door any second because of the yelling.
For the next hour and a half, Diane watched as Thomas fucked the woman into an endorphin haze. Whatever the man had saved up from last night was drained into the Brenda's eager womb in a series of three huge climaxes. He pumped wildly again and again as the attractive brunette flailed and struggled, then she relaxed and absorbed the violent thrusts of the huge prick, then she would begin thrashing again. Diane was sure she had never witnessed anything like it before and only regretted that Dave was not here to enjoy it with her. In any other circumstance she would have gladly joined in, but she knew she and Thomas still had a night's work ahead of him with Lisa's training.
When it was over, Brenda lay in an exhausted heap on Diane's desk. Brenda could only look up at Diane and smile. Diane reached out and patted her friend's naked ass and said, "Honey, we definitely have to get you over to the house."
"If he's gonna be there," her friend replied in a hoarse voice, "I'll come anytime."
That evening, when she arrived back the house with Thomas, Diane relayed the entire details of the day at the office to Dave. He smiled and shook his head.
"Your office will never be the same. But I'm glad to hear that Brenda's going to join us sometime. I always thought she'd be a pretty hot fuck."
"Oh, you did, did you? Speaking of hot fucks," Diane said. "How did you and Lisa do today?"
"Well, she'll be here any minute now. And I think you'll be pleased. But you two need to get ready," he said, referring Thomas who was waiting downstairs.
"We got this for him," Dave said holding up a stiff, black leather harness and wrist cuffs.
"Oh, I love it!" Diane cheered. "Let's go put him in it."
