Jenna avoided me all Monday morning. I can't say that I was completely surprised, she was probably feeling some remorse for the way that she had forced my cock down her throat and swallowed my cum right before she went home to her boyfriend. She was now wearing black jeans and a pullover. Truthfully I didn't really mind, it just made the seduction more fun. Of course, I'd been thinking about it all weekend, and had already run through the hundreds of possible ways that our next conversation could go. I wanted to keep her willing and able to do whatever I wanted and to be my little slut. The icing on the cake would be if I could eventually get her to motivate the rest of the office as well. I was ready for the challenge, and called her into my office.
She greeted me cautiously and her eyes widened in fear when I said there was something I wanted to talk about. Immediately she started apologizing for her previous actions, but I cut her short. I wanted to thank her, I said. I told her that her incredible blowjob was one of the best I'd ever had, and that I really appreciated that it helped me focus on my work over the weekend. Of course, I hit the button on my ring when I mentioned both her blowjob and my ability to focus. I guess I'll briefly explain what I mean by the button my ring for those just tuning in now.
My company, Biokines, manufactures a tool for military use which involved using patented protein packages to release certain substances into the bloodstream upon demand. For the military, this meant adrenaline and morphine, which would prevent soldiers from feeling pain or fatigue. I am the owner and the head of R&D at Biokines, and have been using my wealth for more questionable research. I added serotonin to the protein packages. The combination of adrenaline and serotonin gave my subject a high that was unparalleled by anything else, and it was controlled by a button on my ring. I'd used the high to control Jenna, a beautiful redheaded medical student, into seducing me and swallowing my cum. For the rest of the details you should probably just read the first chapter. I'll continue my story.
Jenna's cheeks flushed and her pupils dilated when I pushed the button on my ring. I knew it was due to the protein packages coursing through her blood, but she would think she felt excited because of the thought of the tip of my cock sliding past her lips and down her throat. She would feel high thinking of swirling her tongue around my head, and swallowing my cum. I knew more of this and she'd find herself on her knees in front of me in an instant. The fun part came next, when I said that I really appreciated how dedicated she was to the entire team and how she could probably find ways to motivate the others in the office. I gave the button a double push and watched her practically faint from the rush. It took her almost two full minutes to recover and give her reply.
Regrettably, she said with much difficulty, her blowjob on Friday was a one-time thing, and she was very devoted to her boyfriend. She asked me if there was anything else I'd wanted to talk about, and I said no. As she reached out to open the door, I called her name. I had one last thing to tell her -- anyone who would willingly take one or more for the team would be deserving of the most glowing letter of recommendation, making it much easier to get into the medical school of her choice. Upon hearing this, her brow furrowed as she left my office. Nothing else happened that day, but I was practically bursting with excitement to see what the next day would bring. Well, I mean nothing else happened with Jenna, but I definitely fucked my wife Sara extra hard that night.
On Tuesday, Jenna was wearing yoga pants and one of those shirts that loosely drapes around the shoulders. I don't know what they're called, to be honest, but I fucking love yoga pants. I walked towards my office, stopping at her workbench to greet her. I mentioned that I was glad that she looked a lot more upbeat today, and she rewarded me with a smile. Without pretense, I boldly asked her to lean forward. As the front of her shirt fell forward and away from her chest, I made an exaggerated show of looking straight at her tits and rewarded her with a button press. Her cheeks flushed and she bit her lip. She wasn't wearing a bra. She was now mine and she knew it.
I asked her if she wouldn't mind coming into my office to help me get focused for the day. As a side note, you may have realized by now that I pick my words very carefully. My intention here was to get her to see that she could provide daily motivation for me.
She closed and locked the door and as she sank to her knees at my feet, I took off my pants. She reached out to grab my cock and I pressed the button. She immediately opened her mouth and engulfed my throbbing head. I moaned and pushed the button again. She moaned and pushed her head down, impaling her throat with my cock. I continued to push the button intermittently as she blew me, again using random pushes of the button to cement her addition to my dick. The little slut was also playing with herself with one hand down her yoga pants. I pushed the button the first and third times she orgasmed around my cock. By the time I was ready to cum, she was blowing me like I was the last man on earth. I shoved my seven inches as far down her throat as I could, and let loose, rewarding her with both a chemical high and my cum. Of course, she would think it was one and the same.
Thanks to her, I said, I could now focus on my work for the rest of the day. I asked her to let herself out, as I had something very important that I was working on. You see, the next step in my very unethical research was to be able to control someone else. Currently the protein packages released their contents when responding to a certain frequency emitted by my ring. I needed to develop a second protein package that could respond to a different frequency. I had plans towards controlling my wife. Also, while I'm describing the boring technical part of the story -- because I know you all want to know how I ended up fucking Jenna -- I do want to say that I was also working on how to package oxytocin, which is a hormone that is very much implicated in intensifying the female orgasm.
I'm an evil fucking mastermind. Well, maybe just a horny fucking mastermind. Okay, slightly evil.
Jenna's a smart girl, I knew that she would figure out the pattern pretty easily and take initiative to really integrate herself for the benefit of the team. That's why I only said one word as I passed her on Wednesday morning: Ready?
She nodded and followed me to my office. After a few of her orgasms and one of mine, I was once again able to focus on my work. At this rate I was going to make a lot of progress.
On Thursday morning, I merely looked her up and down as I walked into my office. She followed a few minutes later and immediately sank to her knees.
On Friday morning, I could not see Jenna at her workbench as I walked in. Was she sick? Did she have second thoughts? Was she regretting her choice of a morning meal? I quickly walked around the office to try and locate her, but I didn't have any luck. Resigned, I sat down at my desk and booted up my computer.
As I did so, a hand reached out from under my desk, straight for my cock. I was initially surprised but realized quickly that it must be Jenna, and so I sat up a bit to let her take off my pants. She had already been waiting for me with her skirt hiked up around her waist and two fingers in her cunt. I told you she was a quick learner. Near the end of the blowjob she told me that she wanted me to fuck her. Her voice was dripping with desire. Her fingers were dripping even more with her juice. I said no, that she would have to earn it. It pained me to reject her, but I had some really special plans for the first time I fucked her.
Later that afternoon, I called everyone for a quick meeting, which wasn't too hard given that I only have seven employees. As I passed around the usual coffees, including Jenna's special Frappuccino laden with protein packages, I said I had an announcement to make. As an official welcome for Jenna, I was going to invite everyone in the office to a welcome dinner, and I extended the invitation to Jenna's boyfriend.
I can feel your judgement already. A dinner? How is that special, and how am I going to fuck Jenna there? Here's what gets me so excited: The dinner is at a specialty restaurant that focuses on something called Dark Dinner. A Dark Dinner is where the entire restaurant is pitch black, minus the lobby and the washrooms. Probably the kitchen too. The waiters and waitresses are blind, allowing them to navigate around the restaurant in the darkness. The customers cannot see what they are eating, so everyone is more focused on taste and smell. Well, almost everyone.
I was going to be focused on how Jenna's pussy felt around my cock as I fucked her at the dinner table right next to her boyfriend. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
The news was greeted with applause from the office. The dinner was to happen on Sunday evening. I almost feel bad for my wife since she was the outlet for my ever-increasing sexual energy on Saturday. I must have fucked her half a dozen times in twice as many positions. She's a special one. Good genes run in her family, which is why I was so determined to start controlling her as well. But again, I'm getting ahead of myself. I really do that a lot.
On Sunday evening, we gathered in the well-lit lobby of the Dark Dinner restaurant, drinking at the bar and choosing our food selections while we waited for our table. Jenna was wearing a little black dress which accentuated her curves in all the right places. The plunging neckline revealed that she was not wearing a bra. With much scrutiny I could tell that she was wearing a thong. I also had the pleasure of meeting her boyfriend for the first time, and he was studying Law at the same university that Jenna attended. I'd tell you more about him but honestly I don't really remember much of what he said. I was more preoccupied with thoughts of fucking his bitch.
A waiter appeared, asking that the nine of us -- only Jenna brought a date -- form a single file behind him, hands on each other's shoulders. This is how they guide you to your table without losing anyone on the way. To make sure that I sat next to Jenna, I lined up right behind her as we walked through a double set of curtains, plunging us into the darkness. Our other senses were heightened, and I could hear the sound of conversations and cutlery. We slowly made our way to our table. I started off with both hands on Jenna's shoulders, but as soon as nobody else could see, I dropped my left hand, cupping her tit and squeezing her ass. As I did so, I pushed the button on my ring with my right hand. I could hear her gasp and she stumbled slightly. I continued groping her ass I heard her reassure her boyfriend that she was okay.
