2 comments/ 33300 views/ 6 favorites The Personal Assistant By: The Personal Assistant With each utterance I entered her with more force. With each 'fuck me' she challenged me to fuck her harder. My cock was well lubed with her natural juices and with my arms wrapped around her slim waist, I entered and reentered her, going up to my balls with each and every stroke. Having cum twice already that evening, I serviced her through multiple orgasms. Quivering and shuttering beneath me, Darla took all I could deliver. Finally, as she was in the middle of what must have been her most intense orgasm yet, I produced my third load of cum. As I ejaculated into her my balls ached with the satisfaction of having generated another impressive load. Spent, I slumped into the chair behind us and as she steadied herself, Darla turned and leaned back against the desk. Brushing her hair aside, she said, "I was looking for a demanding and rewarding position. I believe I've found it." "That throbbing you were talking about; a good, stiff prick several times a day should take care of that." I'm not sure what I've gotten myself into, but I'm certain the journey will be a harrowing one! Chapter Three - Getting Down To Business? Having hurriedly exited the offices before the cleaning crew arrived for the evening, the events of earlier in the day seemed to take on the aura of fantasy. Like going to see a movie, it filled a space in time which was real, yet wasn't. It filled a point in time that existed, but was so out of step with the stream of reality that it existed out side my world. Laying in bed, I knew that it had all happened just as I remembered it. Closing my eyes, I watched the activities in my office replay themselves. The reality was my fantasy as I saw myself engaging in sexual acts with the most gorgeous redhead imaginable. Again Darla submitted to my every whim, my every need. And from this vantage point I could see the smile on her face, the expressions of passion, the look of satisfaction. Not surprisingly, my cock had become erect again and I began stroking it and thinking of how I would use my new assistant to gratify myself. Of how I would order her to service me in all kinds of odd situations and places. Of how she would submit without question. The vision of her standing in front of me naked; her luscious trim body, mine for the taking, her red hair framing her beautiful face was more that I could withstand. Stroking my cock faster, I quickly shot stream after stream of cum into the air. My orgasm was totally fulfilling. It took a few moments to begin breathing normally and regain my sense of place. After cleaning myself, I rolled on my side, closed my eyes, and wondered if when I awoke in the morning this whole experience had been a dream. A million thoughts raced through Darla's mind as she drove home. What in the world had made her whip her panties off and fling them on the desk of a total stranger? She'd chosen her outfit to impress, but little did she dream that she'd end up having her new boss fucking her from behind over his desk. But once events had been put in motion, it just seemed so natural to go along. She's always recognized that she has a submissive side, but rarely acted so recklessly in exploring it. Why was she so eager to investigate it further? She only knew that she was pleased with herself for letting her desires guide her for a change, hoping that the adventure was only beginning. Contemplating the possibilities fired her imagination to concoct the most twisted scenarios. Some of them scared her, that excited her. Upon reaching her home, Darla parked in her spot and headed in. Draping her jacket over her arm she fumbled for the house keys. With no jacket and having relinquished the brassiere back at the office, the flimsy blouse served to provide no modesty whatsoever. The cool evening air, the rubbing of the thin material on her nubs, and the erotic thoughts she'd been experiencing combined to harden the nipples of her full breasts as they jiggled and bounced freely. As she passed a number of neighbors, their startled expressions made her feel so bad and sexy. The obvious approval of the males made her wonder just how they'd say if they knew she was pantyless as well. People had always responded to her hot body....and that always turned her on. Removing the mail from the box, Darla noticed the neighbor across the way watching her, as he often did. Tonight she decided to put on a little show for him. Instead of going into the house, she sat on the bench outside. Making a project of sorting through the mail, tossing her hair back, crossing and uncrossing her legs, teasing the voyeur. Taking deep breaths and stretching, she gave him a good look at her nearly naked breasts. If he was sharp enough, he could even glimpse her naked pussy. Half wishing he'd actually approach her, she lingered for a few minutes more. What a slut she was today. She'd never met him, but if given the chance she would have fucked him right there. It was safe to assume that her hidden admirer was beating himself off at that very moment. Gathering her belongings, Darla went inside and made a mental note to put on another exhibition for him very soon. Chapter Four - Showtime The ride home was excruciating. Darla couldn't keep her mind on driving. She was so aroused that she feared an accident. It felt as if her skin was on fire. Juice from her cunt soaked the driver's seat of her car. God, all she could think about was getting home and pleasuring herself. No fantasy seemed out of the realm of possibility. Her mind conjured up all manner of sexual excess. All constraints were lifted in her mind. Perversions that may have shocked her in the past, seemed normal. And she meant to act out all of them. Nothing was beyond reason. What she'd done that day had proven that to her. Whether Doug was the leader or the follower, they would search the depths of decadence together. Finally, home! Darla didn't give a damn how she parked, she didn't check the mail, all she wanted was to get into her place and satisfy her needs before they overcame her. And her lucky neighbor would get the show of his life. He better be there to watch because she wanted an audience tonight. Almost ripping off her blouse she headed for her bedroom and flung open the drapes on her bedroom window. The light across the way was on. Great, he was home! Off came her skirt, followed by her brassiere. There she stood in all her glory. Naked except for her garter belt, stockings and heels, Darla turned on every light in her bedroom. She wanted her admirer to see everything she was going to do. Everything. The shadows were moving in the apartment across the way, then the lights went out. Yes, he was ready. Watching from the dark silence that hid him from her. If was Showtime! Darla stood directly in front of her window and ran her hands under her breasts, lifting them up and together. How hard her nipples were. She felt dirty and she loved it. Bending forward she offered her tits towards her onlooker. She looked directly into the darkened room across from her, licked her lips and blew a kiss. Her hands ran their way down her ribs and stopped on her hips. Spinning around she bent over and spread her asscheeks. Popping back up, she beckoned with her finger that he follow her with his eyes to her bed. The beautiful exhibitionist laid back and spread her legs wide. She was in no mood to tease either herself or anyone else for that matter. Two fingers found their way to her wet hole and plunged in. Darla fucked herself and writhed on the bed. Yes, this was what she'd wanted the whole way home. She jammed her fingers into her fuckhole over and over. Honey dripped from her pussy and as her ass lifted off the bed she screamed obscenities and came for the first time that night. That was far too fast for her tastes. Thank God she was a woman. Signaling her watcher not to go away, she rolled over to her night stand and extracted a dildo from the top drawer. Sucking on it for effect only, she was more than wet enough, she knelt facing her window and gave the fake penis a first rate blowjob. She imagined that she was sucking the cock of the lucky son-of-a-bitch across the way. Just think how hard he must be, whacking away on his swollen dick! If he hadn't cum already it wouldn't be long, she'd see to that. Self control had no place at this party. The dildo slid into her easily. Deep and hard she fucked herself. Repeatedly shoving it in to the hilt. Balls deep. Stroke after stroke. Being bad never felt so good. Even over her moans and squeals she could hear the squishing sounds of her sloppy cunt. Faster and faster the dildo penetrated her. Eight inches of pliable rubber filling her. Her free hand began playing her clit. Little circular motions that sent a buzz to her head. She was dizzy with lust. Darla's entire body bounced on the bed. Every bit of her being enveloped by her orgasm. Her screams must have been heard all over the complex. Screeches of joy filled her own ears as she came with an intensity she'd not experienced in years. Little aftershocks of pleasure racked her body as she continued working the dildo up into herself. Finally, the trembling subsided and her breathing slowly returned to normal. Suddenly, the relative quite was broken by a high-pitched squeal from across the way. 'You're welcome', Darla thought to herself. Satisfied that she'd succeeded in gratifying her audience as well as herself, she allowed the dildo to slip from her hole. She rolled on one side and pulled her knees up in the fetal position and filled with warmth, closed her eyes and smiled. Doug had rarely looked forward to going into the office more than he did this morning. After yesterday's lunch, he was anticipating getting to know Miss Padgett even better. There was little doubt that she would have any objections to what he had in had in mind for her today. She had made it very clear that she was open to pushing the envelope of their relationship. Slowly, but surely, he meant to test her limits. What he hoped was that she would do the same for him. He was in early. Lots to do and a trip to the club for a round of golf with a client in the afternoon. He'd decided that Darla should join him at the club. It would be an opportunity for her to meet and get acquainted with some of the members and staff as well. He did quite a lot of entertaining there and it would be beneficial for her to meet all the right people. Darla was up early as well. Having slept in her stockings and garter. Apparently, at some point during the night she'd kicked off her shoes and pulled the blanket up over herself. She had slept quite well and was anxious the get to work. While showering she'd decided on a short black skirt and blue jacket. Feeling especially naughty, she planned on skipping the brassiere as well as the panties. And why not forget the stockings too? After shaving her legs, she trimmed her pubic area as well. The chances that she'd be displaying her pussy were pretty good given her experiences of the last couple of days. Fran was waiting for her when she arrived. "Well, if that outfit doesn't catch the boss' eye, nothing will." she said. "Do you really think he'll like it?" "Like it? He's a leg man all the way and, honey, you've got the legs." "You don't think the skirt is too short?" "Sure it is. He'll love it. Believe me. Why don't you pop into his office and see if he's got anything special in mind today." Darla entered Doug's office and the look on his face told her all she needed to know. The smile on his face was unmistakable. "Good morning, Darla. You look wonderful today." "Thank you, Mr. Saunders. Fran said you would like my outfit." "Fran is right." "Is there anything you need right now?" "Not at the moment, but at about eleven o'clock please see me there are a couple of things I'd like to go over with you. And also, I'd like you to accompany me to the country club so that I can introduce you around. I'd like for you to get to know your way around the place." "I'll look forward to it. Call me if you need anything, otherwise I'll see you at eleven." And with that Darla returned to her office and Fran. Over the next couple of hours Fran imparted as much knowledge as she could to fill Darla in and the likes and dislikes, the peculiarities and foibles, and the strengths and weaknesses of her boss. Fran also informed her that up until now, this position was more of a part-time job. However, with the success of the company and the demands put on Doug's time it had become obvious that a full-time personal assistant was what was required. If Fran only knew how the relationship between herself and Doug had gotten off she'd be shocked. Promptly at eleven Darla presented herself as requested. There was a minimum of talk about business, with Doug explaining his motivation for having Darla accompany him to the club and whatnot. Then, without missing a beat, the subject turned to a surprise Doug had for Darla. "Stand up, if you would." ordered Doug. "Let's see those legs of yours." "Yes, sir." said Darla pirouetting. "I decided against stockings today. I'm glad you approve." "I do indeed." Slowly the hem of her black skirt inched it's way up her thighs. As she raised her arms, her skirt rose even higher. Within seconds, her pussy was visible and she had no intention of covering herself. "Over here please," he said mentioning her towards him, "I'd like a closer look." Doug slipped his hands under her skirt and grasped her by her hips, pulling her right up to him. His hands then ran down her legs and back up again, moving around onto her ass he grabbed a cheek in each hand. Darla loved the idea of giving up control of the situation and wondered what would happen next. She didn't have long to wait as her boss stuck his face between her thighs and gently kissed her exposed pussy. "It tastes as good as it looks," she teased him. "You know you want to eat me, go ahead, lick my slit, baby." Holding his face in place she thrust her pelvis forward forcing him to inhale her musky scent. A moan escaped from between her legs and suddenly she was lifted onto the desktop and her legs fell open to greet her lover. Doug kissed the insides of her thighs, taking his time. He did want to eat her, but he wanted to tease her as well. He knew how bad she wanted it and he would satisfy her, but only after he'd had his fun. She would almost overheat before he went to work on her. His fingers played in her sparse pubic hair and tickled her swelling pussylips. She squirmed on his desktop and implored him to lick her. He even slid his hand under her and flicked at her anus. "You want it bad, don't you Darla?" he teased. "Yes, baby! Eat my fucking pussy! Eat me! Lick me out!" "Will you do anything I ask then?" "Yes, just eat me, you fucker!" "Are you my little slut?" "I'm your slut! I'm your slut! I'll do whatever you want!" "I love it when you're dirty. Spread your pussylips for me and show me how delicious you look. You look so sweet. How can I resist?" Suddenly Doug had buried his face in Darla's crotch. His fingers gently pried her lips apart and his tongue found her pink flesh. She gripped the back of his head and forced him against her mound. The hard tongue of her boss fucking her hole, penetrating her between swipes of it's tip as it licked her from the bottom of her gash to the top. Repeating the motion and penetrating her again, he would occasionally pull on her engorged lips with his. Juices dripped from her cunt onto his desk. When his tongue found her clit, she nearly yelped out loud. But he didn't seem to care as he flicked away on her hard nub. Her breaths became shorter and more ragged as he worked to finish her off. After only fifteen minutes she felt her orgasm build. He was experienced enough to know that he had her and he showed no mercy. He intensified his assault on her pussy, expertly using his tongue to bring her to the brink. "Oh, that's it baby! Make me cum! Yes, yes! I'm cumming! Faster, baby! Faster! Faster! Oh, oh, ah, oh, God, yes. That's it!" After she released his head, he smiled down on her as she lay across his desk. "I've been eating pussy for thirty-one years and yours is as sweet as any I've ever tasted." "I'm glad you enjoyed it." she smiled. Darla hopped off her boss' desk and began arranging her clothes when he told her to open his top right desk drawer. There, laying atop her bra and panties from the other evening, was a five inch long, black buttplug. "Bend over, honey. This is for you." he ordered her. He inserted the thick plug into her anus all the way to it's base and slapped her ass. She wiggled it and he slapped her again. The feeling of being full and the sting of his hand was incredible. He smacked her one last time and lowered her skirt back over her rosy cheeks. "One last thing. Clean the mess off the top of my desk, please." Smiling wickedly, Darla licked her juices from the boss' desk with her tongue, watching to see how Doug reacted. His broad smile was all she needed to see. She had pleased him. Almost immediately, they had to leave in order for Doug to get to the country club in time to tee off. He'd ordered her to sit the whole time with her skirt up around her waist so that he could enjoy seeing her exposed pussy. She knew that more than a few truckers had seen the view as well. He explained that she could remove the buttplug when, and only when, he gave her permission. The cool wind rushing through the open car window made her uncovered pussy tingle with excitement. How dirty she felt exposed like this and just how much she enjoyed that feeling shocked even her. Doug had one more trick up his sleeve. He pulled to the side on a bridge that crossed over the river at the edge of town and ordered her to go stand by the rail with her ass sticking out of her skirt for everyone to see. She did as she was told for fifteen minutes while he stood and watched as dozens of cars whizzed by, their occupants honking and hollering the whole time. She could only imagine what else he would dream up for her. Darla smiled at the thought. Chapter Five - The Coming Out The trip to the club had been interesting enough. Darla had met a great many important and influential people. Dinner with the client was pleasant. But what she'd wanted most didn't happen. How Doug could pass up the chance to fuck her was incomprehensible to her. She had even removed her jacket for the ride home and the cool evening air hardened her nipples to the point where they were noticeable to anyone who cared to look. She was pissed to say the least. The buttplug was still in place. Her boss didn't seem upset, yet he never laid a hand on her and he ignored the hints she threw his way. She wanted his dick inside her and she didn't care where or how, she just wanted it. After being dropped off, she headed straight home. Apparently, her dildo would have to satisfy her again tonight. The mail was of little interest so she decided that a nice hot shower would relax her and help her deal with her frustration. Removing her blouse and skirt left her naked. It was then that she remembered the buttplug up her ass. It became so natural to have it there that she'd forgotten about it. As she stood at the mirror looking at herself and fiddling with the stud in her navel, she still couldn't get over the fact that she wasn't on her back having her pussy pounded by her boss. She was desirable enough. Just ask the men at the club that afternoon. The looks she'd gotten from the men spoke volumes and she enjoyed every second. This was a lot more than flirting in her future. As Darla turned to head for the shower, the phone rang. Sitting on her bed, she lifted the handset from it's cradle and answered. The Personal Assistant "Hello?" "Hi, Darla. It's Doug." "That's funny, I was just thinking about you." "Nothing bad I hope." "Well, to tell you the truth, I'm a little upset that you didn't finish me off tonight. I'm so worked up by what went on today and I just needed that release." she confided, almost absentmindedly laying back on her bed and rubbing her pussy. "I'm sorry, honey. I just had a lot on my mind. You know how hot I think you are." "Oh, really? How hot am I? Tell me." "Come on, you know what I think about you." "Well, a girl likes to hear it. Tell me what you like about me. Just so I know. It's the least you can do after leaving me to fend for myself tonight." "I love your red hair. Especially that little strip between your legs. I love your beautiful face and most of all your green eyes." "Go on." she encouraged him as she rubbed her clit. "Your big, full breasts make my dick hard every time I see you. I want get my hands on them and cup them and feel just how heavy they are. I like how your nipples harden and stick up." "Yes, baby! Tell me more." she frigged her cunt. "Are you getting hard now?" "Oh, yeah! I'm taking my cock out. It's so hard." "Does your cock hurt, honey? Do you need to stroke it?" "Umm, yes. You get me hard." "Tell me more, baby." "I want your body naked and open for me. I want your firm, hard body to do with as I please. I want to run my hands all over your pure, fair flesh. My mouth needs to feel and taste your skin." "Stroke yourself. I want you to cum for me, baby. I'm laying here playing with myself. You're getting me so worked up again." "Put your phone on the speaker so that you can use both hands. Finger your pussy and fuck your asshole with the plug. It feels good, doesn't it?" Darla lay across her bed masturbating and whimpering out loud. Fucking both her holes and loving it. It was so dirty being told what to do over the phone. It flashed through her mind that her neighbor was probably watching. She hoped so. The thought of two guys jacking off over her was exhilarating and pushed her towards her orgasm. Doug could hear Darla fucking herself and moaning. What a slut he thought to himself. And what a handful. If he didn't maintain control, she'd wear him out. He knew he had to show her who was boss. He could tell that she would need some special training. "Oh fuck! Fuck, I'm gonna cum." she moaned. "Fuck yourself." Doug commanded as he beat his cock. Their moans intermingled over the phone and filled each others ears with the sounds of lust. Darla fingered herself more quickly while shoving her digits in as far as she could. Her orgasm erupted in seconds and she screamed that she was cumming. But through it all, she heard the grunts and groans of Doug's ejaculation. He came at the exact moment that she had. "You there?" Doug asked. "Yeah." "You came?" "Yeah, you?" "Yeah." "Fuckin' great!" "Fuckin' right." "See you tomorrow." "You bet." he said, hanging up. As she hung up the phone, Darla thought to herself, no promised herself, 'tomorrow I'm going to fuck him if it's the last thing I do.' At that exact same moment, Doug had made up his mind that he was going to show her just who was the master in this relationship. When Darla arrived at work the next day, Fran informed her that the boss wanted to see her first thing. Doug was in his office, so she went right in not knowing exactly what to expect. It was something completely different than she'd anticipated. "Darla, I've got a little bit of a problem and I was hoping you could help me out." Doug began. "Sure, if I can." "As you know, I have an awards dinner to attend this evening and the young lady who was to accompany me has been detained out of town. I would be in your debt if you would be my date for the evening." "Of course, it will be my pleasure." "Wonderful! I'd like you to take the day and shop for a dress and whatever else you'd like. Hair, nails, shoes, jewelry, whatever. Please, here's the company credit card, feel free to indulge yourself." "Why, thank you. What girl wouldn't love to go on a shopping spree." beamed Darla. "I'll be by at seven to pick you up." "See you then." Darla took Doug at his word and went the whole nine yards. Hair, makeup, nails, an evening dress that would get the attention of a dead man. She meant to keep her word. She was going to get fucked by the boss tonight. He wouldn't be able to resist her. He'd be begging to have her when she was finished with him. No mercy. When seven o'clock arrived, Darla was ready. Her deep green dress fit perfectly, as if she'd been poured into it. Tightly clinging to her slim waist and hips, it was barely able to contain her 36DD bust. Her ample bosom nearly spilled out of it. Though reaching to the floor, a slit ran up the entire length of one thigh, exposing one leg with every step she took. The back plunged to the small of her back and encased her ass snugly. The four inch heels of her shoes made her legs look even longer. Her long red hair draped over her bare shoulders and contrasted beautifully with her dress. The emerald necklace and earrings were the perfect finishing touch. Darla knew she looked fabulous and she felt even sexier. This would be an evening to remember in more ways than one for both of them. From the second they arrived at the banquet, every eye was on her. Men and women alike complimented her appearance and fashion sense. It seemed as if very man in attendance had made a point of exchanging pleasantries with her. She was never without a glass of champagne. The dinner was lovely and Doug was recognized during the awards ceremony for his work in restoring a historic building in the community. With the warmth of the room and all the champagne she'd consumed, Darla felt the need to step outside for a little fresh air. Upon stepping out on to the veranda, she noticed a quite attractive blonde smoking a cigarette and staring up at the stars. "I've been dying to let you know how lovely you look tonight." said the woman. "Why, thank you. That's very kind of you." "I'm Chloe Reese. Doug and I worked together on a project a couple of years ago. You must be very proud of him." "Well, yes. I must admit that I haven't gotten to know him as well as I'd like." "You'll enjoy his companionship, I'm sure." she volunteered. "As I'm sure he will yours. You're very attractive." "You're too kind." "I find you very attractive myself." she said taking one last puff on her cigarette. Not being completely certain of her meaning, Darla hesitated before awkwardly saying, "Really?" To put to rest any doubts, Chloe reached for her hand and drew Darla closer. Their bodies came together, yet barely touched. If she wanted, this was the opportunity to pull away or accept the advances of the beautiful woman staring into her green eyes. Darla did not push away, instead pressing her body against the other woman's and looping her arm around her waist. Their lips slowly met, the initial kiss tentative and gentle. The kiss became more passionate and as they pressed their bodies together, the blonde's tongue slide between her lips and explored her mouth. Darla reciprocated by entwining her tongue with Chloe's. She felt the woman's hand slip into the slit in her dress and cup her bare buttock, pulling her even closer. This was escalating rapidly, but she didn't want to stop. The sound of others approaching was the only thing that prevented things from proceeding farther. Quickly breaking from their clinch, Chloe reached into her bag and handed Darla her business card and invited her to call if there was anything the she could ever help her with that Doug couldn't. The meaning clear, Darla promised to call soon. Once she tracked down Doug, they decided to depart. That took a bit longer than expected because of all the well-wishers who wanted to congratulate Doug on his award. After finally prying him away they returned to the waiting limousine. Darla's encounter with Chloe and all the champagne and other attention she'd received had left her aroused and emboldened her. Now was the time to make good on her promise to fuck the boss. Without hesitation she unzipped Doug's pants and extracted his cock. After just a couple of quick strokes of her hand, he was becoming erect and he was in her mouth in seconds. Sucking and stroking his manhood created quite a lot of commotion and she heard the glass partition between the driver and them slide up with a hum. Clearly she would have her way this night. Being so pleased with herself was short-lived. With little warning her mouth was filled with warm cum. He'd become so excited that he ejaculated more quickly than she'd anticipated. Still she lost not a drop and hiking her dress up around her waist, she swung her leg across his lap as he slumped in his seat and began kissing him with her mouth full of cum. He opened his mouth and she began drooling his own cum into his mouth, following it with her tongue. She stirred her tongue in his mouth, the combination of their saliva and cum dripping from both their mouths. To her surprise, Doug was becoming hard again and with a little encouragement he was stiff enough for her to slide her wet pussy on him. At last, he was inside her and she began riding his pole, bouncing up and down on him, grunting with exertion. And Doug was into it as much as her. He grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it down, releasing her heavy breasts. What a nasty sight to see her full, heavy tits bouncing so freely. He couldn't help but grab and squeeze them. Darla came repeatedly until he grimaced with pleasure and filled her cunt with cream. Finally she had succeeded in her quest, to have him cum in her. Just when she thought that she was finished, as she slipped off his dick, he told her to turn around and face the front of the car. With the fingers of one hand, he played with her freshly fucked pussy. With the other he stroked his slippery cock. To her amazement, he was hard again in ten minutes. Doug had something to prove to her and he meant to do it right now. He eased her anus down onto his erection and began the rocking motion that she immediately got in rhythm with. Slowly and deliberately they rocked. If he could pull this off, it would be the icing on the cake. His strong hands on her hips guided her up and down on his shaft. After fifteen minutes of continuous fucking he erupted into her, filling her last hole with his cum. His balls ached, but they hurt so good. As the limo pulled up in front of her place, Doug asked her if she had any plans for the weekend and when she told him she had none, he invited her to stop by after she got up the following morning. So satisfied was she, that she would have agreed to anything. Holding her dress top up, he walked her to her door. As the door closed behind her she knew she'd accomplished her goal. At last, she had fucked her boss. He'd proven her match. She was full of his cum. She was happy. Darla was full of Doug's cum and she couldn't have been more content. He'd filled all of her orifices. After removing her dress, she lay across her bed fingering her pussy. Bringing her fingers to her mouth she savored the mingled juices of their sex. What did tomorrow hold? Excess, she hoped. Chapter Six - The Initiation Darla had slept very well. Her lust temporarily sated. How warm she felt knowing that she'd exhausted her boss the night before. Surely he wouldn't have been able to produce another erection capable of satisfying her. At least she didn't think so. Hmm, was it possible? Still he'd filled her with three impressive loads of cum and that was reward enough for her. The great unknown was Chloe Reese. It was evident what she'd meant when she left her business card. The possibilities were endless and the realm of daydreams allowed for any and every scenario. Darla made up her mind that she would call Chloe the first chance she got. As she lay in bed, the thought that her appetite for sex had gotten out of control crossed her mind. The lengths that she was willing to go to achieve gratification were significant. Yet she knew that the future held even more decedent and perverse excitement. It was in the stars that her beauty, libido and opportunities all peaked at this point in her life. She would embrace her sexuality and enjoy the pleasure it afforded her. As her hands ran across her naked flesh, reveling in the sensuality of her life, the phone rang, snapping her from her euphoric trance. "Hello?" "Hi, how'd you sleep?" Recognizing Doug's voice, "Fabulously!" she replied. "Can you be ready by noon?" "Sure, what do you have in mind?" "It's a secret." "I love surprises." "I'll call the limousine service and be by at noon." Giving Doug her address, she hung up the phone and hopped out of bed and into the shower. As the hot water cascaded over her trim body, Darla soaped her full breasts, covering them in suds. Next she washed the residue of the previous evenings sex from her pussy and ass. These days each activity seemed to take on an air of erotic desire. Every nerve in her body was alive with sexual energy. Why did everything seem so charged with carnal intensity. As she drifted of into a erotic haze, she visualized a scene in which her feminine aroma attracted helpless men and women to her. One after another they pleasured her in every conceivable manner. Her natural inclination was to masturbate as she fantasized, but she knew time was short and she'd best prepare for Doug's arrival. Besides, her arousal would excite him. At that second she believed in the power of pheromones completely. She believed in her sexual power. She would taste his warm cum again today. Drying her hair and dressing hurriedly, she was ready just in time. The doorbell rang just as she slipped into her jacket. Checking in the mirror one last time, she opened the door and welcomed her guest. Planning to work her magic on him, her tongue slithered into to his mouth. He accepted it readily. However, having other ideas, he quickly turned the tables by taking charge. His tongue filled her mouth and she felt the strength of his hands on her shoulders. He was controlling her movements, not with force but with firmness. As they continued kissing he took her head firmly, but gently in his hands and then let them find their way down around her throat. Holding her tenderly, he told her how beautiful she was and nibbled at her ear. How had she succumb so quickly? This was not at all as she'd envisioned it. He'd disarmed her and now he would show her how she would do whatever he asked of her. Darla had surrendered and somehow recognizing the fact unsettled her, but at the same time made her yearn for whatever was next. From his pocket, Doug produced a black velvet collar with a large O-ring on it. Ordering her to move her hair out of the way, he buckled it around her neck. "Submission is the word for today." Doug informed her. "You will do whatever I order you to. Understand?" "Yes, sir." was her earnest reply. "You may not refuse me." "Yes, sir." "You're my trainee slut. You will service me and anyone else I order you to. Is that clear?" "Yes, sir." "Suck my cock, slut." Obediently, she unzipped her master's pants and unbuckled his belt. Incredibly, it seemed as if Darla wanted to suck him even more than before. The hard cock was ready to be serviced. She started by rubbing his erection all over her face. Her reward could wait, right now she wanted to torment him with her mouth and hands. Licking the head elicited moans of satisfaction from her boss. Slowly she slid her mouth down the length of the shaft. Experience told her that she could swallow his entire length. Lovingly, she licked the underside of his dick, paying special attention to the little vee under the head, which she sucked noisily. Guys love it when it's noisy, it seems so much dirtier with all the slurping sounds. He popped out of her mouth for just a second and the wet prick bounced off her face. Apparently he liked that, because he grabbed his dick and smacked her face with it a couple of more times. Smiling up at him with approval, Darla began stroking him as she licked his balls. First she took one of his balls into her mouth and squeezed it and then she repeated it on the other ball. Knowing from last night that he could explode at any second, she managed to keep him hard without allowing him to cum. One way or another, she still had control of the situation. Let him think he was the boss. She had him by the balls. "Suck me, slut." She continued her assault on his manhood. Stroking his dick, she could watch his face as he smiled with pleasure. Surely he didn't really think that he would gain the upper hand when she had this kind of power. She loved sucking cock and enjoyed the effect it had on men. Pre-cum appeared at the tip of his dick and she licked it away. It coated her tongue and she savored it. Gripping the arms of the chair to steady himself, Doug shuttered and Darla knew he was close. She returned to sucking him. His cock was slick with her saliva. She squeezed his balls and that set him off. As the ejaculation began, she took him from her mouth and began jacking him to the finish. She wanted to see the fruits of her labor. She stroked him with a firm grip, really pumped his shaft. Finally, the cum flowed from him, spurting into the air. Stream after stream of cream. And she couldn't resist taking a taste. She drank from his fountain of jizz, her face and hair splattered with the warm milk of his balls. As the last jet of sticky cum oozed from her master's prick, he slumped back in his chair. Darla licked up every drop of juice that she could, cleaning him and herself with her mouth. "Is master pleased?" she asked mockingly. "For now." he replied. "But this is only the beginning. I'm going to show you what a good little slut is for." Darla couldn't wait to see what the boss had in mind. She knew it would be wild, that was for sure. Doug had quite a dark side and she wanted to explore it. They climbed in the back of the limousine and were off. To where she had no idea. As soon as they got into the limo. Doug told her to show him her tits. Without hesitation, she had her top up and her breasts exposed. She was so glad she'd skipped the brassiere today, but in a flash she remembered that in her rush to dress she'd put on a pair of panties without thinking. What would be the price for disobeying her master? Sooner or later he would find out. Or maybe she'd get an opportunity to slip out of them without him knowing. Right now it would be a good idea to keep his mind on her breasts. She cupped them and lifted them upward. Pushing them together into one tempting offering. She was as turned on as Doug and her nipples were hardening by the second. God, how she loved being bad! And then it happened, just as she knew it would. Doug ran his hand up her thigh to her crotch and discovered the panties. She froze for a second waiting to see what his reaction would be. To her surprise he started laughing. He reached up and grabbed the O-ring on her collar and pulled her face to his. "Now we're going to have some real fun. You'll have to perform an act of penance in order to atone for disobeying me." he grinned. "And I know just what I want you to do." Picking up the phone, Doug communicated something to the unseen driver and they made an abrupt right turn and were headed north of the city. "Where are we going?" Darla asked. "To make some young man very happy." "Who?" "I'll know him when I see him." "But............!" He cut her off. "You'll do as you're told. You need to get rid of those panties. What made you think that you could wear them without my permission?"