0 comments/ 32696 views/ 0 favorites My Boss, My Slave By: carrie_morse I'm a 38 year-old married, bisexual woman. My latest fantasy is to play the Mistress to my powerful and rather bitchy boss, Anita, and to fuck her husband Tim before her eyes. In real life, she makes my workdays hell, and I'm always daydreaming about scenes of comeuppance. How I manage to get her naked and chained up in my house, I'm not sure! But here's what happens next: We'll begin with stripping you nude and tying your wrists to the ceiling, suspending you in the air. While you are suspended like this, I take the opportunity to play with your body. You writhe and struggle, swearing at me, insisting I free you. So used to lording it over me and treating me as your inferior, you are shocked and confused by my sudden taking control, humiliating you and making you my helpless sex slave. And despite being furious at me, you are powerless -- and, quite honestly, you're turned on. I'm a very sexy woman and your lovely naked body is already responding to me. I begin by gently caressing and fondling your big, weighty tits. I'm surprised at their enormous size; you dress modestly at work and I had no idea! But I don't touch you gently for long. Now, I grab them in my fists and squeeze them tight. You try unsuccessfully to stifle a gasp as I knead the soft, tender flesh of your tits. Pinching your nipples with my fingers and thumbs, I twist them and pull on them hard, stretching them out from your tits. I then lick, nibble, and suck your tits and nipples, hard! I open my mouth as wide as I can. I suck your nipples up into my mouth as hard as I can. I then turn my attention toward your cunt. I stroke you, finger you, surprised by how slippery and wet you already are. I sneer at you and tell you I prefer my pussies shaven, then I produce an electric razor and shave you bald. I whisper in your ear how much this is turning me on, and that my cunt is getting so excited. I then tell you that I have been having an affair with your so-called faithful husband behind your back, and that he likes fucking me better than fucking you. You curse me for saying these things and accuse me of lying. You tell me that he would never cheat on you. I then walk out of the room and return shortly along with your husband. He, like me, is completely nude. Standing directly in front of you, I ask your husband if he has ever had sex with me. He replies that he had on several occasions. I ask him if he liked it. He replies that he liked if very much. When I ask him if he liked having sex with me more than with you, he replies with a resounding yes! I then ask your husband to tell you what he liked about me more than you. He then tells you. "Anita, dear, Carrie is so much more fun than you. Her cunt is tight, tighter than your cunt, even though she is older than you. Carrie gives me a more satisfying climax when I ejaculate inside her." "Carrie's tits are more firm and perky than your tits", your husband goes on to say. "They are much more fun to play with, to suck, and to fuck. Carrie also likes to sit down on my cock and bounce up and down, giving me a good view of my cock penetrating her cunt as well as a good view of her tits bouncing up and down." Interrupting your husband, I say, "Why don't we show Anita how much you like to fuck me?" With that your husband and I caress in front of you, rubbing our nude bodies against each other. You watch as I press my tits against your husband's chest, and he presses his cock against my cunt. You can see his cock get hard as we rub our bodies together. Spreading my legs, I stand with my feet wide apart on the floor. You have a good view of my cunt. You also have a good view of your husband's erect cock. You then watch as he thrusts his cock up into my cunt. We fuck slowly, as we stand and embrace each other. Your husband tells you how much he is enjoying me and how much he wants to cum in my cunt. I suggest a different position. We break our embrace and your husband's cock slips out of my cunt. It is still very hard and erect. I stand facing you, my legs apart, my cunt in full view and gaping open. Your husband stands behind me. You have a helpless, crestfallen look on your face. My powerful boss has been reduced to an object of ridicule, a mere sex toy for both me and her husband to use. You watch as his cock comes up between my legs from behind and up into my cunt. You can easily see his cock penetrating my cunt once again. As he fucks me like this, he reaches around in front of me and massages my tits in his hands. I tell you how much I like fucking his cock and that my cunt is a better fuck than your cunt is. Your husband echoes this. You watch as your husband's cock slides in and out of my cunt, getting us both very excited. I reach down and rub my clit to an orgasm that triggers your husband's orgasm, too. He moans and groans as he ejaculates inside my cunt. Soon, his cock goes limp and slips out of my cunt. He then tells you that he would rather fuck my cunt than yours. Tim stands to the side as still stand in front of your with my legs apart. In a few seconds time, I direct your attention to my cunt. You watch as your husband's cum oozes out of my cunt and runs down the inside of my thighs. I wet my hands on your husband's cum and rub your tits, spreading his cum on them. Again, I grab them hard and squeeze them tight, inflicting pain. I slather cum on your face. "Lap it out of my palm like the dog that you are," I command you. Hungrily you obey. You are playing along willingly now, even eagerly. I then whisper in your ear how I want to please you and give you sexual pleasure. As you are still suspended from the ceiling by your wrists and your legs apart, I reach between your legs and gently finger-fuck your cunt. You get excited. I rub your clit and you get more excited. Your nipples are hard, dark, and puffy, and you press your large breasts against me, squirming for physical contact. Your body begins to move and sway as I continue to finger-fuck you. I can tell that you are getting really excited, so I stop. You look at me in dismay. I can tell that you are becoming sexually frustrated, almost frantic. "Please..." you whimper, "please..." Picking up some rope, I wind cords around your tits until they are bulging ridiculously through your bondage. After your tits are tied up, I return to finger-fucking your cunt. I get you all excited again. Once again you are close to having a climax. I stop. I take hold of your nipples and pull on them. You body swings towards me as you hang from the wrists. Your nipples stretch out as I pull your body further off center. I then let go of your nipples and let your body swing back. Your tits bulge out tight as I tighten the ropes around them. I then slap them. First with the palms of my hands and then with the back of my hands. You yell, you wince in pain. Your toes barely touch the floor. I then call your husband over to me. He has been watching all the time. He has another hard on, so I can tell that he found my torturing you to be sexually exciting. While you dangle horny and helpless from your bonds, I suck on your husband's cock. While I'm sucking it, he tells you how much he likes for me to suck him, and that I suck his cock better than you do. I stop sucking his cock just short of his climax. I then lay down on the floor on my back, my legs wide apart and up in the air. I hold my thighs keeping my legs wide apart. You can easily see my cunt and my asshole. Your husband comes over to me and lays on top of me. Using fingerfuls of my pussy juice, I lubricate my ass for him. He forces the swollen head of his hard cock into my asshole. Slowly he slides in, then out, then in again. My moans are incredible; I am like an animal now. He builds up speed, fucking my ass, fucking and fucking it until he finally ejaculates inside my asshole. As he gets off of me, I continue to hold my legs apart, exposing my cunt and asshole. Your husband walks over to you and cuts you down from the ropes suspending your from the ceiling, but then ties your hands behind you. He drags you over to me and forces you to kneel down in front of my cunt and asshole. "Now, my dear slave cunt, you are going to lick my asshole and lick up your husband's cum from it!" I tell you. Your husband presses your face against my asshole before you can object. You lick my cum-filled asshole, exciting me sexually. Your husband stands over me, straddling me with his legs. Taking hold of my legs and keeping them up in the air, my hands are free to masturbate my cunt and clit while you lick my asshole. My orgasm is intense and long. I lay you on the floor face down. Your arms are still tied behind you. I strap on a dildo and, climbing over you, I begin to fuck your asshole. I fuck it for several minutes. I then turn you over and begin fucking your cunt. As you get closer to your climax, I stop fucking you. But, I don't get off of you. Your hands are still tied behind you. Your sexual frustration is more than you can stand. "Fuck me, you bitch!" you cry out at me. "Fuck me!" "No", I say, "You fuck me. Like this." With that you begin upward pelvic thrusts, thrusting your cunt up at the strap-on dildo. Your thrusts become faster and faster as you get more excited. I laugh as I enjoy riding your cunt like a bronco. But, try as you may, you fail to fuck fast enough to reach an orgasm. I then remove all of your restraints and take you into another room. There, 20 men are lined up side by side. Each man is in the nude, and each man is equipped with a cock 8 inches or larger. I then force you to kneel down in front of each man and suck off his cock. You do as you are told. One by one, you suck off their cocks. One by one, you swallow their cum. The cocksucking is exhausting, but you do it. After almost an hour and a half, you finish. I then take you up and tie you spread eagle to a bed in the room. The first man that you sucked off, is now ready to fuck you. One by one, each man climbs on top of you and fucks your cunt. As each man fucks you, your cunt becomes well lubricated with cum. This, of course, lessens the sexual stimulation for the man. In other words, each man has to fuck you longer than he normally would. Your cunt is hungry for cock. It wants to be fucked and fucked hard and long. Your desires come true. The 20 men fuck you and fuck you. Your orgasm come quickly and often. Needless to say, after being fucked by the 20 men, your sexual frustrations are satisfied. Your orgasms were many. And, though your tits and cunt hurt like hell, you were still able to enjoy the orgasms. After the 20 men fuck you, I then get on my elbows and knees in front of your cunt and slowly eat your cunt. I enjoy the taste of your cunt mixed with the taste of the men's cum. Your husband kneels down behind me and begins to doggie-fuck my cunt. As your watch your husband fuck me like this and feel my tongue licking your clit, your cunt explodes yet again and again in sexual pleasure. You pass out in sexual exhaustion. You don't see you husband as he once again cums into my cunt. I climb over you and let his cum drip out of my cunt down onto your face. I then go over and turn off the camera. Oh, I forgot to tell you. I was filming all of this on videocamera as a live video feed. Who knows how many people saw you? I'm sure some of them were your friends, employees, or even relatives... My Boss, My Slave I'm a pretty normal guy in a happy relationship, but there is one thing that gets to me: my girlfriend hates her job. Specifically, she hates her boss, a bitter middle-aged woman who takes all her frustrations out on my poor cute girl. Well, I was ready to end all that. I searched through my boxes of junk I'd kept over the years until I found the little gadget I was looking for. See, years ago, when I was a child, I found an interesting prize in a box of Cracker Jacks, of all things. It's a small plastic disk with a button on one end and a light on the other. When the button is pressed and the light goes on, whoever's looking at the light becomes completely entranced and will follow any orders I give them. Pretty neat, huh? Over the years I've played with this little toy for various gains and sometimes just for fun, but never really for anything major. I dunno, something about having this kind of power seems magical, seems like it shouldn't be abused. Abused TOO much, anyway. I slipped the disc in my pocket and got ready to drive my girlfriend to work. We arrived at the coffee shop and she kissed me before she went to the back to change into her apron. Her boss, Renee, was there, standing behind the counter with her big fake smile. I sauntered up to her and ordered something, then as I went to pay I palmed the disk in my hand with the cash and pressed the button as she looked down to receive it. Suddenly her tight features sagged and she stared at me, expressionless. "Follow the instructions on this note." I said, handing her a note along with the cash, pocketing the disk again. My girlfriend came out and chipperly took her place behind the bar and made me my drink. Before I left, Renee gave an excuse and packed up her things to go home early. My girlfriend gave me a "see what I have to deal with" face and I took my coffee, smirking as I drove home. A couple hours later there was a knock at my door. I opened it to find Renee, blank-faced and holding a shopping bag, just as the note had told her. Reaching the end of her pre-written instructions, she stood at the door until I ordered her inside. I checked her bag to make sure she'd gotten everything she was supposed to and wasn't surprised to find out that she had. To be honest, this wasn't the first time I'd made a strange hot girl go to the sex shop and buy herself some hot lingerie for me, though this time I was going to do something a little different with her. I ordered Renee to change into the outfit she had bought and looked her up and down as she unceremoniously undressed in front of me. She was a little older, probably in her late 30's, early 40's, but she still had a pretty decent body. She had B or C cups which sagged a little with age, and her lithe body showed that she probably spent a decent amount of time working out. Her bush was black, to match her long scraggly hair, and I idly wondered if she had a boyfriend or husband or something. She finished dressing in the vinyl corset, garters and stockings that she had picked out and stood, waiting for my next command. I appreciated the way the tight forms accented her body, surprised at her good taste in lingerie. All my note had specified was for her to pick out a "sexy outfit". I had learned that not being too specific in my orders could end up being a good thing, and here it seems to have paid off rather well. I told Renee to sit in the extra room of my apartment until I said otherwise and waited for my girlfriend to get home. She finally arrived, still bundled up from the cold walk from the bus, rosy cheeked but smiling and happy to be home. We said our perfunctory hellos and "I love you"s, as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on. I sat on the couch and poured us both a whiskey while I waited for her to start complaining about how her boss had left early that day, and it wasn't long before I was rewarded with what I expected. "She just left the entire store in a lurch!" she exclaimed. "She didn't even leave anybody in charge and we just had to deal until Greg came in for his shift like, an hour ago." It was hard for me to hold back a smile as I said, "You know, somebody aught to teach her a lesson." Carrie looked at me oddly, as that wasn't really the sort of thing I say, and hesitantly agreed. "Speaking of which..." I segued, not being able to hold back my surprise any more. "You can come out now." I wish you could've seen the look on my girlfriend's face as she saw her boss, dressed in such a fashion to enhance her breasts and pussy, walked silently out of our spare room and stood blankly in front of her on the couch. She was completely speechless and stared at me, completely unsure of what was going on or how to react. "I got you a present." I said, simply. I addressed the hypnotized woman, "Renee, take Carrie's clothes off, then give her head until she comes." My girlfriend looked at me with her eyes boggling out of her head at the ridiculous thing I had just said, but she was brought back to reality as her boss started pulling her pants off. "What are you--?!" she managed to say, before having her top pulled over her head roughly, exposing her large 36D breasts. Having completed the first half of her task, Renee got on all fours and started lapping at my girlfriend's moistening vulva. She gasped and looked down at her boss eating her out, than over at me, her eyes begging for an explanation. I calmly explained to her that her boss was going to follow any orders either of us gave her tonight, and that she should feel free to use her in any way she desired. I could see the dawning realization cross her face, quickly to be replaced by a surge of ecstasy as Renee started flicking her clitoris with her tongue. Carrie placed her hand at the back of her boss' head and pushed her closer to her pussy, clearly getting over her initial worries and getting into it. Watching this sapphic sight from right beside my girlfriend, I started to get hard, but today was about her releasing some aggression, I was happy to sit on the sidelines unless she wanted me to get involved. I couldn't really tell if Renee had gone down on a girl before, or if just being a woman made her better at knowing just what would feel good during the act. In any case, it wasn't very long before my girlfriend started moaning and squeezing her legs, indications that she was about to cum. Once her body stopped spasming, she spread her legs to see Renee staring blankly ahead, her mouth wet from her act of oral intimacy. Carrie looked at me, "so... she'll do anything I want?" I smiled and rearranged my hardon. "Renee, you are to obey any order Carrie gives you." I turned back to my girlfriend. "How's that?" I could tell she was about to ask me how I did it, and I did that lame romantic thing where I put a finger over her lips to silence her. "Just have fun, baby." I saw the wicked glint in her eye that meant she was just about to enjoy this present to the fullest as she turned to confront Renee. "Stand up." She ordered. Her boss complied and she walked around her, looking at her exposed form. "Nice outfit." She mumbled to herself. "Oh, that was me." I interjected. "Before she came over, I had her stop by the store so she could get a proper outfit. Oh, and some other things..." I stood up to get the bag and pulled out the remaining contents. I handed her the strapon dildo and the lube that her boss had also gotten at the store. Carrie arched an eyebrow at me. "Well, I figured it's the great American dream to fuck your boss in the ass, right?" She laughed and took the strapon. "Ooh, this is one of those ones where it like, goes inside you and it stays in or something?" I didn't know what they were called either, but that's basically what I had written on the note of orders to Renee. She put the toy to the side for the moment and went back to addressing her boss. "So... slut," she savored being able to address her boss any way she wanted, "did you enjoy the taste of my pussy?" Renee answered, without emotion, a simple "Yes." Carrie looked at me with her mouth open, suppressing a laugh. "Well, do you want it again? WHORE?" Again, all she responded with was, "Yes." My girlfriend turned to me, pouting slightly. "Is that all she can say?" "Well, she IS under mind control." I retorted. I thought for a moment, then addressed our playtoy for the evening. "Renee, you will act as you always do, though you must always tell the truth, may only act as ordered, and you will not remember any of this later." Her blank-eyed stare ended and she looked around, suddenly panicked. "What... what's going on?" she stammered, much to the delight of my girlfriend. "Much better. Hello, Renee, welcome back to the world of the living." A panicked expression crossed the face of my girlfriend's boss once she realized she couldn't move under her own volition. "I can't move! Carrie, you have to help me!" My girlfriend smiled widely and slapped her boss right across the face. "From now on, you're going to call me 'Mistress', understand? You're completely in my power, and I'm going to use you in whatever way I please." A tear came to Renee's eye, complimenting her red cheek beautifully. "What did I ever do to deserve this?" she pleaded pitifully. All this talk was softening my boner, but this was clearly turning my girlfriend on, so I just sat and watched the show. "You never listen to any of my suggestions, you jump on my ass for any slightest thing, and you schedule me past my available hours, just to start." She was getting into this. "So now, I'm going to make you beg. Get on all fours." At the command, and completely against her will, Renee got on her hands and knees, clearly unhappy about the idea. "I think you deserve a spanking," Carrie said, in what I recognized to be an imitation of me when we're playing our dom/sub games. Gingerly at first, but increasing in roughness, Carrie started spanking her boss' bare behind, making her scream as her asscheeks started to glow red. Just before she stopped with the punishment, I swear Renee started moaning. "Maybe we should test this little toy out..." mumbled Carrie, as she unwrapped the strapon and started figuring out how to fit it into herself. As it slid in, she made a sexy sound, then eyed the splayed form of her boss, clearly eagerly anticipating the sexual punishment she was about to inflict. "I hope you got as wet as I did when you ate me out..." Carrie said, giving Renee just enough time to think about that statement before she inserted the strapon deep into her boss' pussy. Renee moaned loudly at the insertion, in both violation and ecstasy. Carrie started to take her boss in the doggie position, her hands resting on her hips, only moving to spank her ass occasionally, each of which caused Renee to moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. At first she tried to beg her employee to stop, but after a small amount of fucking she seems to give in to the sensation and just keeps moaning in an incredibly sexy way. Well, watching my girlfriend give it roughly to an older woman does it for me, as you can well imagine, and I find myself idly rubbing my hard cock through my pants as I stare transfixed at this scene. Carrie noticed my predicament, and gave me a look that made me realize just how lucky I was to have her. "How do you like a thick cock down your throat?" Carrie asked Renee as she paused her relentless fucking to pull out and catch her breath. "I don't... do that..." the boss panted, trying to recover herself. "You don't suck dick?!" Carrie asked, incredulous. "You can't tell me that you've NEVER given head before... unless you're a lesbian?" She walked over to me while speaking, her strapon swaying sexily between her legs. Her cheeks flushed with sexual heat, Carrie quickly pulled my pants off to expose my erect member to the world. "I just don't like the taste..." Renee admitted, still heaving from the exertion. Her eyes were fixed on Carrie grasping my cock as she kneeled in front of me and dramatically tasted me. "Mmm." Her lips were, as always, completely arousing. My girlfriend took my dick deep into her mouth until she couldn't go any further, almost to the hilt, gagged slightly, then pulled out, leaving thin strings of saliva connecting her mouth to my penis. "You don't know what you're missing out on." This last was directed at Renee, but Carrie was looking seductively straight into my eyes as she said it. "Then again," Carrie said, walking back over to her boss who was still on all fours, her pussy exposed and dripping, "maybe you won't have to miss out on it any more. Jack, come over here." I stood up, trying not to smile too broadly as I positioned myself in front of Renee. Bending over, Carrie guided my cock to the lips of her boss, who was unable to do anything about it. "You're going to love sucking on this thick cock," she said, savoring her sexual revenge. "Oh, and I hope you don't have too bad of a gag reflex, as his dick is actually pretty big." She winked at me and I smiled, even though I really think I'm pretty average in size, but hey, I'm not gonna argue. "Go ahead, baby, stick your cock deep down her throat." Carrie kissed me hard, then winked at the prone Renee before circling back around behind her. I grabbed Renee's head and she looked up at me pitiably, but clearly she was looking for help in the wrong place. I unceremoniously shoved my cock down her throat as far as I could go, already plenty turned on from watching my girlfriend have her way with this woman. The loud gagging noises turn the both of us on, and my Carrie grabs the lube and coats her strapon with it. "Mmm, if you like that cock down your throat, you're going to love taking this dildo up your ass." I see Renee's eyes go wide, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes as I pound her mouth mercilessly. "Looks like she can't wait." I say teasingly, enjoying every minute of this. Carrie grabbed Renee's ass as she slowly penetrated her tight backdoor with the lubed-up strapon. I felt her mouth squeeze tight around my cock as I pistoned it in and out of her. "Don't bite!" I quickly ordered, realizing how much trouble I could've been in. As my girlfriend started pounding her boss in the ass faster and faster, I sped up my oral efforts, getting more turned on by Carrie's moans of satisfaction than by Renee's gasps of breath in between pumps. It wasn't long before I could hear my girlfriend coming again, and I watched her boss' eyes roll back in her head under the pressure of the spitroast fucking we were giving her. Renee shook and seized as my girlfriend started yelling the most profane things you could think of during her own orgasm. I was about to reach my limit and was grunting pretty loudly myself, and my girlfriend could tell."Why don't you cum all over that whore's face?" She suggested, allowing me to clear my mind long enough to comply. I pulled out just in time to cover Renee's face in thick streams of cum. Her face scrunching up to try and prevent my semen from dripping into her mouth (which was still open under orders) only made it hotter. Carrie and I slowly pulled out exhausted, and collapsed on the couch next to each other. We kissed, and looked at Renee, who was still on all fours, cum dripping off her face and her own juices streaming down her thighs. Carrie laughed and asked me, "Well, now what do we do?" I thought about it for a minute, then suggested we make her drive home as she is, then have her wake up in her car at home, dressed like a whore and with dried cum all over her face, not remembering anything that we'd done tonight. "And if you ever get frustrated again, we can always bring her back over for another session."