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Bride Submission: Boss's Bitch

... me. "Oh, you would be surprised how many members of the society there are in this city," he said, before adding ominously, "more than a few of whom you have met." "Like who?" I asked, suddenly curious. "Oh, they will let you know when the time is right," he smiled. "Now, back to the task at hand, or should I say mouth?" he finished pointing to his crotch. I couldn't see his cock from where I was standing, my view obstructed by his desk. "I'm not sure I am comfortable with this, Mr. Pickerton," I said, hating that already a decision made yesterday had come to my place of work. "I wasn't asking your opinion. Brittany," he sighed. "Now get on your fucking knees under my desk or I give Walker a call." "Okay, okay," I said shocked by his aggressive behavior, just beginning to understand the full scope of the Order of Syndom. "Good girl," he said, as he watched me walk around the desk. I stopped in my tracks and gasped, "Holy fuck." He chuckled loudly, "Never seen a big black cock?" "N-n-no," I stammered, as I stared at the eleven inch black missile that was pointing directly at me. "Well, then you’re in for a chocolate treat," he said smiling. "And I know that all girls love chocolate." My mouth watered, my cunt leaked slightly at the thought of it in my mouth or cunt. "Stop drooling over it and get under my desk," he ordered, clearly amused at my stunned silence, "DA Smith will be here in five and he isn't a member of the society.” "Oh my," I said, thinking I’d better hurry and ...

... get him off. I quickly got under the surprisingly spacious desk and got on my knees just as he rolled his chair back in. Suddenly eager to have that big black fuck stick in my mouth, both out of curiosity and for the sake of speed, I took it in my hands, stunned again by how hard it was, as I took his mushroom top in my mouth. He groaned, "Walker said once you get a cock in front of you the slut switch turns on." The words should have been insulting, but I had long crossed the line of embarrassment (I was currently on my knees, under a desk, in a professional business suit, sucking my boss's massive cock). Instead, I focused on getting him off. As I began bobbing back and forth, awkward at first in the confined area, I took four or five inches in. After a minute or two, he rolled back, his cock slipping out of my mouth, "Now Smith will be in here in a couple of minutes. My cock will remain in your cocksucking mouth until our meeting is over. Yet, I don't want to come. Is that clear?" "Y-y-you want me to stay under the desk during your meeting?" I asked, flabbergasted by his expectations. "This is a punishment, Brittany. Although the reward for obedience will be eleven plus inches of black cock in that white cunt of yours," he smiled, his plans for me clearly laid out before me, before adding, a devious smile on his face, “or your ass.” "What if he hears me?" I asked. "Then your career is probably over if he thinks you sucked and fucked your way to the top," he answered, just ...