This is a fictional piece and in no way based on anyone is real life.
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"Callie, are you listening?"
She looked up. No she wasn't, she was too focused on her manager, Ian's mouth to pay attention to what he was saying.
"I'm sorry sir. Could you explain it one more time. I just want to make sure I can give you what you want." She gave him a sweet smile. He went on to explain how he wanted the displays set up near the entrance of her department. "Okay sir, sounds good. Thank you." She walked over and started rearranging the merchandise to match his instructions.
"Thanks Callie. I don't know what I'd do without you." Called Ian as he walked out of her department. Callie couldn't help but stop and watch him as he walked away. He wasn't the typical guy she'd normally go after. Normally she liked the kind of guys who you would see in an American Eagle ad. Ian was on the shorter side, a good body but not overly defined, and wore glasses.
He was the only manager in the store close to her age, maybe that mixed with the fantasy of being taken by someone of authority is what started the whole attraction but night after night he was the one that infiltrated her dreams and his name was the one she unwittingly called out in the middle of the night. Being only twenty herself and not being attached to anyone, she had plenty of time to think about it and a good bit of frustration built up.
Ten o'clock hit. She clocked out and walked around the building to her car. Having just spent the day fantasizing about her boss she was extremely worked up and could barely walk. She got in the car and sat for a second. She couldn't make it home, not like this. She looked around the parking lot there was only one car sitting a couple of parking spaces away. As long as she was quiet no one would even know if she finished herself off before driving home. She rolled windows down hoping the summer breeze would help cool the car down. She slid her hand into her leggings and started playing with her clit. She stuck two fingers into her already wet pussy and started grinding. Involuntarily she started to say his name, at first quietly and as time passed his name got louder.
Finally she finished convulsing against her hand, riding the throes of pleasure. She opened her eyes and went to stare out the window. When she turned her head she jumped. Somebody was standing there right next to her door. Watching her fuck herself. She didn't dare move but squinted through the dark to try to get a better look.
Before she could figure it out she heard a familiar voice that sent shivers down her spine. "Callie, can I speak to you a minute?" she heard Ian say. It was more of a demand than a question. She bowed her head in shame.
"Yes sir."
"Good, follow me."
She followed him through the store to the back room through the door and into the chain link cage sitting just outside the back of the store. He took out his keys and unlocked the cage. He stood to the side and waited for her to enter. She walked in, head down and waited amongst the junk the store had collected along the years. Stuff they couldn't throw away but no longer had any use for. He walked inside and locked the cage back. "Turn around." She obeyed and turned to face him. "On your knees."
"Sir-" she stammered.
"No talking, on your knees." he quipped. She knelt in front of him. He unbuckled his khakis and pulled out his huge cock. Callie's eyes widened. She had never seen one so big. It had to be ten inches long and incredibly thick.
"Open your mouth slut." Even though she could feel herself getting wet just at the prospect but he was her manager. How could she ever face him again? She hesitated. He grabbed her by the hair and tilted her face up. "You know you want me, I know you want me." He said bluntly. Reluctantly Callie closed her eyes and leaned in to take him inside her mouth. "No." he said strongly. She stopped and looked up at his confused could he have changed his mind. "I want you to look me in the eyes while you do it."
Her mouth gaped open. He took the opportunity and shoved his dick down her throat. She coughed and gagged a little bit until she got used to his huge member down her throat. He laced his fingers through her hair and started fucking her open mouth. Callie could taste the drops of pre-cum in her mouth and it only got her wetter. She started to thrust her hips so enticed by the possibility of him fucking her. She was opposed at first but at this point she could barely hold herself back. He noticed her squirming while he continued to thrust into her face.
He grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and pulled her up so they were face to face.
"You want me to fuck your little pussy don't you?" he whispered. She moaned a little and nodded. "Beg for it, slut."
"Please, I need you to fuck me." Callie whimpered. He wrapped his hand tightly around her neck.
"When you speak to me you address me as sir and if you don't you will suffer the consequences." he squeezed her neck tighter. "Do you understand."
As her eyes started brimming with tears from the pain she nodded. "Yes sir." she whimpered.
Ian nodded in approval and stroked her cheek. "Good girl. Now go stand up against the wall." She looked at him confused and didn't move. "Now!" he bellowed. "It wasn't a request."
