Ceo Slut A Friday Submission

CEO Slut: A Friday Submission

Author's Note:

This story is set in a fantasy world devoid of STD's. Promiscuity and questionable morals are rampant. There are elements of Mature, BDSM, and mind-control all jumbled up together in this story. If you are easily offended by any of these factors, then just move on. Life is too short to focus trolling on things. All others, I hope you enjoy.

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Recap

Part 1 -- A Cougar and a Panther

Kim Barnes is a 42-year-old CEO of a medical device company near Cleveland who had a weekend fling with Nick, a young 22-year-old near Pittsburgh. Unbeknownst to her, Nick shows up to her work place the following week as the newest company hire. Soon, he holds her nude pictures and videos over her as blackmail, forcing her to follow his dress codes and wear a remote vibrator, which is where this story picks up.

Part 2 -- A Day of Good Vibrations

Kim wears a remote vibrator to work, and Nick makes her orgasm innumerable times during the day, embarrassing her in front of various cohorts.

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Kim Barnes stared at herself in the mirror. Publicly, she lamented the cruel beauty standards women were held to, but, privately, she hated getting old. She liked to tell herself she wasn't vain, but she hated all the lines on her 43-year-old face. A light touch of make-up, though, and she felt much more confident, as if the make-up melted away the years, and she felt like she could pass for a woman in her early 30's again.

She fingered her blouse and business jacket. Per Nick's instructions, she wasn't wearing a bra, and she felt her nipples poking through her thin white blouse, pressing against the thick fabric of her jacket. She wore a black skirt with thigh high stockings and no panties. She was shaking, nervously anticipating what daring sexual acts she would be called upon to perform today. She told herself the nervousness was born of fear, but the tingling in her body told her there was a healthy dose of excitement present, as well.

Kim smiled in the mirror as she teased her hair. She looked at the face staring back in the mirror, but she felt almost unrecognizable from just last week. A week ago, she had a successful career, and though she had never been married or had a serious relationship in years, she fed off a steady diet of young college-aged guys a few hours away to satisfy her sexual appetite. But, fast forward a week, and one of those young college guys, Nick, turned up at her workplace and turned her life upside down. She spent the past week giving in to his sexual dares, and she had come dangerously close to jeopardizing her professional career on several occasions.

The most frustrating thing was that, even though Nick's sexual dares had placed her on the edge of professional humiliation, she found herself in a constant state of arousal and had climaxed innumerable times at work over the week. Although she warned Nick that he was taking things too far, if he dialed it back a little, maybe she could find their relationship mutually beneficial. Thinking back over her exploits the past few days, her hand reached down to rub her moistened pussy. She thought back to last weekend when Nick had fucked her raw back in Pittsburgh. He was a good-looking kid, and she did have a lot of fun that night. Kim couldn't help but worry, though. Nick was still a wild card, and she wondered if he could keep their secret.

This is ridiculous, she thought. She straightened her skirt and looked back in the mirror. I'm the CEO of the company, and Nick is just a lowly Procurement Associate. Yet, she turned around to leave for work knowing she would faithfully follow whatever sexual orders he gave her that day.

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Kim was nervous the entire morning, wondering what twisted exploits Nick would demand of her. It was almost lunch hour before his text come through to her cell phone.

Nick: 3 PM. The mechanical room above Line 3. Be there.

Kim looked at her calendar. Her afternoon was free. There was no reason she couldn't go, but she wondered what Nick had in store for her. Would he meet her there? What could he possibly plan to have her do? Her heart raced in excitement at the possibilities.

Whereas the morning was filled with a nervous dread, almost a fear of the unknown as she awaited Nick's orders, now the afternoon was filled with anticipation. Compared to the previous few days, Friday passed uneventfully. Kim's braless breasts were well protected by her blazer, and her skirt was long enough to hide the tops of her stockings and she made sure no one could sneak any peeks up her skirt to tell she wasn't wearing panties. Compared to the constant threat of exposure the previous few days wrought, today brought welcome relief.

At 5 minutes till 3 PM, Kim walked out of her office. She waved to her administrative assistant but otherwise marched nonchalantly down the building corridors, barely acknowledging anyone else she passed in the hallways. She assumed that Nick would be waiting for her, and she didn't want to draw any undue attention to herself, hoping no one would take note to where she was disappearing.

As she approached Line 3, she looked around and saw the hallway was empty, although she knew there were security cameras. She had no good reason to go up the stairwell to the mechanical space, but she was the CEO and could make up an excuse if needed. She had been involved in several employee disputes over the years, and the cameras had proved useful, and she knew they could also be used against her if it came to it. She wanted to avoid any hesitation that might draw attention from the guards keeping an eye on the security cameras. In life, she often found that confidence and purpose could get you a long way, and she projected both as she turned off the corridor and entered the stair well leading up to the mechanical space just above Line 3.

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Nick sat in the mechanical space amidst the tangle of utility pipes and conduit overhead and the large HVAC units scattered throughout the mezzanine level that supplied clean air to the manufacturing cleanrooms below. He had struck up a conversation with a Maintenance worker during lunch earlier in the week, in which he learned the Maintenance department had a shift change meeting at exactly 3 pm each day. He had watched the previous few days as all the Maintenance staff marched past his desk to the Maintenance office down the hall.

He'd see them pass through again 30 minutes later, the first shift personnel dressed to go home, and the second shift personnel headed to their daily tasks, but Nick figured that left a 30 minute period every day where the mechanical spaces were devoid of people. The perfect environment for Nick to rendezvous with Kim at work.

Nick saw the door open and Kim enter the mechanical space. She timidly stepped into the area, looking around and not spotting him immediately. She looked uncomfortable, out of her element in the dusty, loud, dimly lit environ of this mechanical mezzanine. This world seemed far removed from the world of bright, polished open office areas she normally inhabited.

"Over here," Nick called. He was pleased to see she had followed his dress code instructions. He felt himself harden, knowing what lay underneath her blazer and skirt. "Follow me," he instructed her.

Kim's heart stopped as she saw Nick. Their interactions since he started work at Geneco had been over the phone, and this was their first private interaction face to face. Now the reality of her situation practically smacked her in the face like a splash of cold water. Seconds earlier, she confidently strode up the stairs into the mechanical space, but now her confidence abandoned her. What was she getting herself into? What was Nick about to ask her to do?

It seemed like one thing when Nick commanded her from afar, through her phone. Nick still seemed almost imaginary, not quite real, but now he was in the flesh, standing right before her and expecting her to follow his orders. She felt a tingle down below. She didn't even think about Nick's previous threats to release her naked pictures and videos. Her body was shaking, but she voluntarily, albeit timidly, followed his lead.

Nick turned his head and raised his hand, signaling her to move faster. "Don't make me wait," he called back.

Nick was conscious he needed to establish his dominance over her in this moment. He sensed he had an opportunity to completely bend her to his will, and he wanted to see how far he could extend his influence over her. He was pleased to see her obediently following.

He led her to a small storeroom. Kim nervously looked around as she stepped into the space, which was barely 10 foot by 10 foot with cluttered items stored along the walls.

"Close the door behind you," Nick calmly said.

Kim turned around after closing the door. Her head was bowed down, as if in shame, but she lifted it slowly and found herself standing face to face and within a few feet of Nick. She felt horribly out of place here in this dirty small storeroom while dressed in her stockings and heels.

"Are you scared?" Nick asked.

"No."

"What are you feeling?"

"I don't know," Kim responded.

"What do you think will happen?" Nick inquired, toying with her.

Kim thought back to last weekend again when Nick had fucked her. She felt her pussy tingling, and she found herself longing to feel a hard cock inside her. She knew she was surrendering herself to him.

"Whatever you want to happen," she quietly answered.

"Are you wearing underwear?"

Kim shook her head no.

"I can't hear you!" Nick firmly informed her.

"I'm not wearing a bra or panties." She felt her own arousal increase as she said the words aloud.

"Take off your jacket!" he tersely said.

She unbuttoned her jacket and then slid it off, revealing her dark areolas plainly visible under the thin white fabric of her blouse She hung her jacket on a mop handle standing in a bucket next to her.

"Now raise your skirt," Nick ordered.

Again, she obediently followed his command, her hands slowly raising her skirt, first revealing the tops of her stockings, and then she felt the air rush against her labia as her pussy went on display.

Nick looked clearly pleased, and he stepped forward to her. She stood still, her hands still holding her raised skirt as he reached behind and lowered the zipper on the backside of her skirt.

Kim let go, and the skirt dropped to the floor. She bit her bottom lip as she stepped out of it, and then Nick's left hand fingered her pussy.

"You're wet," he dryly observed.

She smiled in embarrassment and looked down. Nick's other hand lifted her chin as he continued to finger her below, and he kissed her open-mouthed. She accepted his kiss, essentially surrendering her body to him as his other hand lowered from her chin to fondle her tits through her blouse.

Nick released her from the kiss and stepped back to lewdly admire her body.

"A slut like you enjoys cock, don't you?" Nick asked.

Kim looked down, as if in shame again, but she nodded her head.

"I can't hear you," Nick informed her.

"I like cock," Kim quietly admitted.

"Lucky for you, I've got a cock," Nick told her, clearly pleased at the elicited response. "Why don't you get on your knees, and I can give you what you want?"

Kim looked up directly into Nick's eyes as she lowered herself to her knees.

"Hurry. We don't have forever. You wouldn't want someone to walk in on you like this, would you?" Nick prompted her.

No, she wouldn't, Kim thought. His statement served as a cruel reminder that she, the company CEO, was putting herself into a very compromising position in the workplace. She realized in that moment, though, all the Maintenance workers were currently in their shift change meeting, and she wondered if Nick knew that or if he was just that lucky.

Kim scurried over on her knees until she was kneeling before Nick. She undid his pants and let them fall around his ankles as he stepped out of them. He was wearing boxers, and she lowered those down as well until his cock plopped out, almost hitting her in the face as it tumbled out of his underwear.

"Go ahead. Get me ready for you," Nick spoke down to her.

Kim closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. She took him in, her lips running over his cock. She held his full length in her mouth and let her tongue lap at his cock. He member quickly hardened in response to her attention.

"Have you ever had sex at work before?" Nick asked.

"No," Kim answered, assuming by this point a simple shake of her head wouldn't suffice since he already chided her twice for silent responses, so she made sure to respond verbally going forward.

"Well, we can take care of that unfortunate fact," Nick assured her.

Nick sat down on a folding chair at the back of the storeroom and looked back, motioning her to sit on his lap. Kim looked down on his glistening cock, her slobber coating his member. His rock-hard cock stood like a mesmerizing beacon, calling to her. She swallowed hard and then stepped forward, straddling his body before lowering herself down onto him.

Kim felt the tip of his cock barely touch the outside of her slit and let out an involuntary sigh.

"Keep going down," Nick ordered her. "As wet as you are, it should slide in real easy."

Her wetness was covering the inside or her thighs, and she let the tip of his cock enter her about an inch to make sure he was lined up right, and then she slid down his shaft until she bottomed out, instantly filling her pussy with the full length of his cock. Nick's hands quickly undid the button on her blouse and casually slid them off her shoulders as she started riding him.

"Go ahead and enjoy yourself," Nick encouraged her. "You should hurry up, though. You don't want to take too long and take a chance that someone happens upon us. Besides, someone may wonder why you're gone so long from your office."

Kim no longer cared about her office or whatever work waited for her back there. She was a horny woman with a cock in her pussy, and she desperately sought a climax. Nick leaned forward and suckled on her juicy tits. He held her nipple in his teeth as she bounced on him, her tits flopping around as she bounced. As he released her nipple, she leaned down and kissed him on the mouth. And then as they kissed, Nick's hands loudly smacked her ass.

After the kiss broke, Kim threw her head on Nick's shoulder and kissed his neck as he turned his head to whisper in her ear.

"Go on and embrace it. We both know who you really are. You always play the professional CEO during the day, but deep down, you're a slut who just wants a dick in her pussy. Did you ever imagine your first sex at work would be in a dirty, dingy closet like this? Surrounded by mop buckets and spare parts while fucking on a folding chair. How desperate do you have to be to submit yourself to this?"

Kim was almost crying in pleasure, clearly lost in her own arousal. She bounced so hard, her body loudly slapped against Nick's every time she bottomed out on him. Nick lifted her head up so he could resume suckling on her tits.

"Oh God," she moaned.

In the back of her mind, she knew she was at work, and someone could possibly walk in on their illicit activity. The danger only further fueled her passion, her arousal, acting as a simulant accelerating her inevitable climb toward a climax.

"Oh, my fucking God!" she started screaming.

"Tell me you're a slut," Nick whispered back.

"I'm a fucking slut!" she spat out between heavy breaths.

"Scream it out for your whole fucking company to hear," Nick said more loudly.

"I'm a fucking slut!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

The cacophony of the surrounding HVAC fans and boiler pumps muffled her screams so none of the workers on the production line just 12 feet below wouldn't hear as she surrendered to her passion, her darkest desires.

All the stimulation soon overcame her senses, Kim's arousal consumed her body. She was sweaty as she continued riding Nick; her curly blonde hair was growing stringy and frayed. Beads of pussy juice flew off as she bounced on his crotch. The stirring, her arousal, welled up inside her like a ball of energy whirling, growing larger and larger, taking over more and more of her muscles, her body, until it could no longer be contained, could no longer be controlled. It came spilling out, reaching through every nerve ending, a rush of energy that made her body tense up as Kim fell forward into Nick, clutching his body in her arms as she ground her crotch into his, impaling herself on his cock until the wave crested. Her body went almost limp, exhausted from the physical exertion and energy rush. Kim was still trying to catch her breath, but the residuals of her climax left her entire body feeling like one big erogenous zone, sensitive to the slightest touch anywhere.

Kim had entered into a daze, a zone while she climaxed, and she slowly regained consciousness of reality.

"Oh God. What have I done?" she wondered aloud as she raised herself off Nick.

Nick's stiff cock still stood straight at attention.

"You had yours. Now I need mine," Nick plainly stated to her.

By this point, any shame, any trepidation that Kim harbored had long since evaporated. Her mind still reeling from her orgasm, she fell to her knees as Nick spread his legs. His crotch was sweaty, and the evidence of her arousal was spread all over him. The unmistakable aroma of wet, sloppy sex hit her nose as she moved close to his crotch. She wiped away the strands of sweaty hair, opened her mouth, and then took him in.

Kim closed her eyes as she held him in her mouth. She felt his hands on the back of her head. At first, she thought it was in a loving manner to stroke her hair. Then he started moving her head back and forth. Quickly getting the hint, she moved her head, bobbing her head on his cock.

Nick looked down at his naked company CEO sucking him off and smiled smugly.

"Open your eyes," he commanded.

Kim opened her eyes and saw her mouth full of cock. Then her eyes drifted up to the sight of the young associate looking down on her in every sense of the word as she knelt before him and sucked him off. The dimly lit, dirty storeroom came back into focus. The shelves with various cleaning and maintenance supplies. The fact she was at work hit her like a sobering dose of cold hard truth. Suddenly, fear filled her, and she desperately wanted to finish him off, get dressed, and get back to work. How soon before someone would come walking through this area? She knew Maintenance did walk throughs of all areas each shift. She could be caught in this compromising position, in the ignominy of sucking off a subordinate, and she couldn't risk that. So, her mouth worked feverishly over Nick's cock, sucking him with vigor, as if she was drawing water from stone.

Nick's body's tensed. She knew he was close.

"Swallow my load," he coldly stated.

A second later, he ejaculated, his warm cum shooting into the back of her throat. Kim almost gagged, but she held her lips sealed tight around his member. Nick had ordered her to swallow every drop, but she also didn't want to take any chance that any cum visibly end up on her hair or face and someone notice later.

She closed her eyes and savored the taste of his warm, thick cum on her tongue, letting it linger for a few seconds until she was sure he had ejaculated his last drop, and then she swallowed it down in one gulp.

"Better get dressed and back to work," Nick said, almost tauntingly, as she let him fall out of her mouth.

Kim simultaneously felt a sense of panic and scrambled to collect her clothing. The effects of her orgasm were starting to fade, replaced by a sobering dose of reality. She quickly threw her clothes back on. As she dressed, Nick spoke, "I'll see you this weekend."