Suzy Unleashed Chapter 8 - Sex Stories

Suzy Unleashed Chapter 8

... he continued. “Doesn’t that tell you something?” My deepening blush was my only answer. “OK, let’s move on,” he suggested. “How do you feel when a man stares at you with lust in his eyes?” “Excited,” I admitted. “And how did you feel when a woman lusted after you when you were a man.” I felt my cheeks getting even redder. “I, I don’t think that ever happened to me,” I said softly. “That doesn’t surprise me,” he laughed. “Are you almost done humiliating me?” I asked with tears in my eyes. “What’s the point?” “Done humiliating you?” he asked. “Not by a long shot.” His hand slid higher on my leg and he said, “You’re a fucking cunt. You know that don’t you?” I nodded timidly. “And you’re a cocksucker, aren’t you?” I nodded again. Without warning, his had shot up my leg and under my skirt, not stopping until he made contact with my crotch. He grinned as he said, “Kathy was right about another thing. You’re hard.” I couldn’t deny it, so all I said was, “So what?” “So, what made you hard?” he asked. “Was it seeing Becky out at her desk? Or was it being in here, sucking cock, getting fucked and admitting that you’re a fucking, cocksucking cunt?” My only answer was to blush even harder. “Let me answer for you,” Joe offered. “Seeing Becky didn’t do anyting for you. But, coming in here and sucking my cock got you really excited—excited enough to want me to fuck you. Then, hearing me tell you what a great whore you are got you even more excited. You enjoy being a slut and you even enjoy ...

... being told what a fucking cunt you are. Humiliation isn’t a bad thing for you, it’s part of what excites you.” As I stared at him, his words sank in and I knew he was right. I felt my head nodding, accepting his analysis. He smiled and moved his hand from my crotch to my face. “Well,” he said calmly, “don’t you worry your pretty little head about, cunt. I know exactly what you need and how to give it to you. Now, get the fuck out of here before my next appointment arrives.” He stood and walked over behind his desk, effectively dismissing me. Numbly, I stood and walked from his office, my mind trying to grasp what had just happened. He had somehow managed to explore my inner psyche far more effectively than I had, which was disturbing enough. But, then, he had abruptly tossed me aside like some used piece of meat that he was done with. “Of course, that’s exactly what I am to him,” I realized. “I’m a piece of ass he can fuck and discard. When he wants to get his rocks off again, he’ll call and expect me to give him what he wants.” I vaguely noticed that Becky was smiling when I left Joe’s office. “Will I be seeing you again?” she asked. “I, I don’t know,” I said. “He didn’t say.” “Well,” she smiled, “I know him pretty well and I think he likes you a lot. I think you have a really good shot at getting the job if you want it.” “Th-thanks,” I stuttered as I headed for the door. Now my head was really spinning as the possibility of being offered a job as Joe’s whore became more of ...