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Owned By His Boss - Part 3
🕑 Added 2022-11-18 06:43:03 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
"So, how was last night?" Ed asked as he and Todd unwrapped their sandwiches.
Todd took the sizable BLT in his hands and studied the strips of thick cut bacon protruding from under the crusty bread as he thought of the sex he'd had the night before. He'd gotten laid and he'd had an orgasm, so on that front it went well. She doled out a bit of unexpected humiliation, though, and once again he did nothing to stop it, which was a little disconcerting. Plus, she'd basically kicked him out of her apartment instead of letting him spend the night.
Todd wasn't going to share any of that with his friend, though, especially with so many of their coworkers sitting nearby. "It went well," he said before taking a big bite of his sandwich.
Ed stared at him as Todd chewed, as if he was expecting more. When nothing more came, he asked, "Is that all I get? It went well? Does that mean you got laid, man?"
Todd nodded, swallowed, and smiled. "I did. And I suppose I should thank you, since you're the one that insisted we go out. So, thank you for that. How did your night go?"
Ed shrugged his shoulders. "Not as well as I'd hoped. I thought I had it sewn up with this blonde chick who seemed good to go, but she turned me down when the end of the night came around. Kind of felt like she was just using me to get free drinks. Fair enough, I suppose, since I was hoping to use her to have sex."
Todd chuckled, though he felt bad for his friend.
"Thanks for lunch, though," Ed added.
"Hey, it's the least I could do," Todd replied with a smile. "You got me laid and I got you a sandwich. That seems like a fair trade, doesn't it?"
Ed laughed and shook his head. "Not even close, my friend. Not even close."
"Todd!" a booming voice called out.
Todd turned to see their manager standing at the edge of the break room.
"The boss wants to see you!" he shouted. "Right now!"
Todd set his sandwich down, carefully wrapped it up, and placed it in the bag before taking a deep breath, pushing his chair back, and heading for the exit. He could feel the eyes of every person in the room on him. He knew they were all thinking he was about to get fired, but Todd knew that it was quite likely Mary had other plans.
By the time he reached his boss's office, Todd had resolved to refuse whatever she demanded of him. He had no interest in whatever fucked up plan she'd concocted. He was even prepared to quit if Mary insisted on abusing him.
The door was open so Todd poked his head in and saw Mary sitting behind her desk in a tight, navy blue silk blouse. The soft, delicate material clung to her breasts in the most magnificent manner and he could see her nipples poking through.
She looked up, offered a sweet smile, and said, "Todd, please, come in, and shut the door behind you."
Todd stepped into his boss's office, shut the door, and leaned against it. He felt a touch of fear and his resolve to stand up for himself slowly melted away for reasons he didn't entirely understand.
"Why are you standing all the way over there?" Mary asked as she stood up and came out from behind her desk.
Her blouse was tucked into a tight leather skirt and she had on a pair of high-heeled, knee high leather boots. There was a gentle sway to her hips as she approached and Todd couldn't help but stare as he felt his cock stir to life.
Mary stopped at the edge of her desk, extended her hand, and said, "Come here, Todd. Come to me."
She was calling him like he was little more than a pet, and yet Todd pushed away from the wall and slowly walked towards his boss. Her hand remained extended as he approached and Todd reached out to take it. She smiled and placed his fingers on her hip. He touched the warm, soft leather of her skirt and inhaled the delicate, seductive scent of her perfume, quickly sinking into a state of revelry as he did so.
"You looked so nervous standing at the door," Mary said softly. "Were you nervous, Todd?" He nodded and she reached up to caress his face in a remarkably tender manner. "There's no need to be nervous, Todd. As long as you do as you're told, I have no reason to punish you."
For a moment a look of delight crossed Mary's face, as if she relished the opportunity to punish him.
"You're going to do as you're told, aren't you Todd?" she asked.
He nodded.
She gently ran her fingers through his hair and caressed his face once more before softly saying, "I want to hear you say it, Todd."
"I'm going to do as I'm told," he replied. An unexpected, surprising sense of pleasure spread from between his legs the moment the words left Todd's lips.
"Good boy," she said. "Now step back and get on your knees for me."
Todd took two steps back and slowly fell to his knees in front of his leather-clad boss. He let his eyes wander over her body, admiring the way the leather skirt enhanced her curves and the silk of her blouse clung to her breasts.
"Do you like my outfit?" Mary asked.
"You look...you look perfect," he answered.
"Boys like you always love a woman in leather," she said. "It never fails."
Todd couldn't argue with that. He didn't have much experience with women in leather, but there was no question that the sight of Mary in her leather boots and skirt was enough to make him weak in the knees.
"I have a task for you," she said before turning and reaching towards her desk to open a drawer. She bent over a little while doing so and Todd was treated to an exquisite view of her ass as the leather skirt tightened across it. He could have spent hours staring at her backside and not gotten tired of it.
Todd was so preoccupied with Mary's ass that it took him a few moments to notice the red lace thong in dangling from her finger when she turned back towards him.
"Isn't this a sexy pair of panties?" she asked.
"Yes," Todd admitted as he hoped that Mary would give him a chance to put those panties on her.
"I'd like you to wear them for the rest of the day," she said.
Todd stared at his boss as his mind refused to process what she'd just said. "I'm sorry?" he asked.
"You're going to spend the rest of the day in these pretty panties," Mary replied with a smile. "Your pathetic little dick is going to be encased in this delicate, perfumed red lace. Your balls are going to spend hours being hugged by a pair of women's underwear. The thong is going to dance against your asshole as you work in the warehouse. It's going to be an unyielding reminder of my power over you."
"I...I'd rather not," Todd answered, though he could hear how feeble he sounded.
Mary stepped closer with the panties still dangling from her finger, smiled, and said, "I don't really care what you want, Todd. You're going to stand up, strip, and put these panties on. Then you're going to go back to work with your worthless dick and balls encased in a beautiful pair of women's underwear. And, at the end of the day you're going to return to my office and I'm going to use you for my pleasure."
"Use...use me? How?" he asked.
Mary slapped him across the face. It wasn't nearly as hard or painful as it could have been, but it caught Todd by surprise and he nearly fell over. "You ask too many questions, Todd. Remember, I own you. I make the rules. You obey. Now put these panties on or I will deliver a painful, humiliating punishment. I will spank you so hard that everyone in the office hears. Hell, I might make you scream so loud that your friends in the warehouse hear."
Todd knew it was an option to get up, walk out, and quit his job. It was possible that Mary could make him pay in some manner if he did that, but it was absolutely an option. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to take that option, so Todd stood, stripped, and put the panties on.
"What a good boy," Mary said as she reached out and cupped his panty-clad cock and balls in her delicate fingers.
He moaned the instant she touched him and his cock quickly strained against the tight lace in an effort to get hard.
She leaned in and her lips barely brushed against his neck before she whispered, "Does it feel good when I touch your worthless little dick, Todd?"
"Yes," he answered.
Mary caressed his cock through the panties and Todd felt a beautiful ache between his legs as he tried to get hard in the tight, confined space of the thong. "You know that most men would have walked out when instructed to put on a pair of panties, right?"
"Yes," he admitted.
"You're not much of a man though, are you Todd?" she asked.
He didn't answer. He didn't want to admit such a thing, even if there was a part of him that suspected it was true.
Mary tightened her grip on his cock and balls and pulled down hard enough that Todd winced, from both the sudden pain and the fear that she could cause a great deal more pain were she so inclined. "Answer me," she said.
"I'm...I'm not much of a man," Todd replied. "I'm not. I know I'm not. The woman...the woman I was with last night...she wasn't particularly impressed with me."
Mary released his genitals, stepped back, and leaned against her desk. "You fucked someone last night, Todd?"
He nodded.
"And did you disappoint her?" she asked.
"I think maybe a little," he said. "She had an orgasm, but I don't know if it was as good as it could have been, or as good as she would have wanted it to be. I came pretty quickly, too."
Mary laughed softly. "Of course you did. I'm sure that happens with some frequency, doesn't it?"
Todd nodded. He wasn't usually a minute man, but he didn't have particularly impressive stamina in bed.
"That's the last time you're going to have sex without my permission. Do you understand?" Mary said.
Todd's brain found the notion of Mary controlling his sex life absurd, but his cock felt differently, as it responded by trying once again to get hard in the panties she'd made him wear. "Yes, I understand," he answered, surrendering to the part of him that found the notion arousing.
"I will allow you to go down on any woman you'd like," she added. "But I won't have your pathetic cock going anywhere near someone's pussy unless I give you explicit permission. Now, get dressed and get to work."
Todd dressed as Mary watched and then he headed for the door.
"Wait," she said as he reached for the handle. "I want you to thank me for buying you such a pretty pair of panties. I want you to thank me for making your little cock and balls look so lovely in red lace."
Todd turned and saw the smile on his boss's face. She seemed utterly delighted with herself. "Thank you for buying me such a pretty pair of panties, and thank you for making my little cock and balls look so lovely in red lace."
"I'll see you at the end of the day, Todd," Mary replied before turning away from him.
Todd took one last look at her ass in the leather skirt and left Mary's office. He returned to the break room, quickly finished his sandwich, and then hit the warehouse floor to finish his shift.
Mary was right about the thong rubbing against his asshole as he worked, and she was right about it serving as a constant reminder that she'd put him in panties. The same was true of the tightness of the lace against his cock and balls. It made it impossible to forget that his boss had ordered him to dress in women's underwear, called him a good boy for doing so, and slapped him across the face when he'd asked her one too many questions.
Todd wasn't hard in his panties as he worked, but he was turned on, to his slight embarrassment. He spent most of the day in a state of low level arousal that had his loins tingling and his cock dripping precum. He wasn't sure if it was the panties or the reminder of his willingness to do as Mary ordered, but there was no question Todd was turned on in a way he found more pleasant than expected.
As ordered, Todd returned to Mary's office at the conclusion of the work day. He stepped inside, closed the door, and stood with his hands behind his back as she approached. Her nipples were hard and she wore an excited smile on her face.
"Take off your shoes," she instructed.
Todd quickly removed his socks and shoes and kicked them aside. He was tempted to take off his pants, too, but he feared receiving yet another slap across the face for doing something outside of Mary's instructions.
Much to his delight, she reached out and unbuttoned his pants. She tugged on his zipper while staring into his eyes and his jeans fell to the floor. Mary ran her fingers over his panty-clad cock and her smile brightened as she found the wetness of his precum.
She held up her slippery, shiny fingertip and asked, "Did it excite you to wear panties for me, Todd?"
"Yes," he admitted.
Mary smiled and pushed her finger into his mouth. Todd wrapped his lips around it and sucked. His cock tingled with erotic delight and he felt it try and grow in the tight panties. More precum escaped the tip, adding to the impressive collection that had already dripped from his cock throughout his shift.
Mary pulled her finger from his mouth, wiped the saliva on his cheeks, and stepped behind Todd. She caressed his ass and then slipped her finger under the thong, pulled back until it felt extremely tight against his cock, and released it. The lace snapped against his ass and he yelped from the sudden pain, eliciting a delighted laugh from the woman who'd seized control of him with such ease.
"Bend over my desk," she instructed.
Todd approached his boss's desk, put his hands on the smooth, shiny wood, and bent over. He looked back to see Mary unzip her skirt and push it over her hips and down her legs, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy looked exquisite with just a small strip of hair above it and her labia were a little puffy, indicating an elevated level of arousal.
Mary closed the distance between them, grabbed Todd's hips, and pressed her pelvis against his ass. Her fingers dug into his flesh and she began to thrust against him like they were fucking, only she didn't have a cock to slide inside him. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled back hard, making Todd arch his back. She moaned as the sound of her body slamming into his filled the office with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
For just a moment, Todd couldn't help but wish that his boss was actually fucking him. The image in his head wasn't particularly clear - it wasn't as if he saw her as a trans woman that could pound him with a dick - but he was briefly and undeniably aroused by the notion of being fucked while bent over her desk. It was that brief arousal that made him moan like he was, in fact, taking a pounding from behind.
Mary stopped thrusting and leaned forward until her body was pressed against his. The softness of her breasts felt wondrous against his body and Todd closed his eyes and enjoyed the heaviness of her breath, no doubt the result of her aggressive thrusting.
"I knew you were the kind of man I was looking for," she said softly. "Owning you is going to be so much fun."
Mary released his hips from her grasp and sat in her chair. She spread her legs and Todd stared at her enflamed pussy lips as he remained bent over her desk. He wanted to fall to his knees between her thighs. He wanted to worship her pussy, to lick her clit and suck on her labia and bury his tongue inside her, but he refrained from doing so because he hadn't been given permission.
With a smile on her face, Mary reached down, ran her fingers over her plump, slippery pussy lips, and asked, "Is this what you want, Todd? Do you want my pussy? Do you want my tight, slippery cunt?"
"Yes," he admitted. "I want to go down on you, Mary. I want to lick your pussy. I want...I want to worship it."
Mary pointed at the floor at her feet and said, "On your knees. Right now."
Todd hurried towards her and dropped to his knees. She slipped three fingers into her exceedingly wet pussy and pushed them deep. Todd leaned closer and listened to the beautiful sounds of her masturbation as Mary began to pump her fingers in and out, fucking herself at an increasingly torrid pace.
"Beg for it," she said.
"Please, Mary, let me worship your pussy," Todd begged as she reached down with her other hand and rubbed her clit while the vigorous finger fucking continued. "Let me taste you. Let me lick your clit. Let me suck on your pussy lips. Let me give you pleasure. Let me make you cum. Let me give you the orgasm you deserve."
"Closer," Mary instructed. "Lean in closer."
Todd dropped a little lower and leaned in closer until he was inches away from her pussy. He felt little droplets of desire hit his face as she masturbated furiously, yet Mary still denied him the chance to taste her.
"Open your mouth," she said.
Todd parted his lips with the expectation that Mary would offer her fingers. He was prepared to suck them clean, to taste her juices, to be good for her so she'd let him eat her pussy. She didn't pull her fingers from her pussy, though. Instead, she fucked herself faster and harder while rubbing her clit furiously.
"Fuck...Todd...I'm close," Mary said. "I'm gonna cum...fuck...I'm gonna cum on your face! Keep your mouth open, and don't you dare fucking move away."
Todd wasn't sure what she meant or how she'd cum on his face, but his pulse raced as he watched and listened to her wild masturbation.
Then Mary pulled her fingers from her pussy, moaned loudly, and rubbed her clit with incredible speed. A moment later she screamed in pleasure and a torrent of hot orgasmic juice poured from her pussy, hitting Todd in the face and mouth as she climaxed. He closed his eyes and his head snapped back. His first instinct was to move away, but he remembered her instructions and remained in place while his boss came on his face, just as she said she was going to do.
When the torrent of liquid ceased flowing from her pussy, Todd opened his eyes and saw a look of pure delight on Mary's face. Then she laughed, loudly expressing her delight at having made an absolute mess of him.
"Well, that was fun," she said. "Thank me for cumming on your face."
"Thank you for cumming on my face," he replied with a smile.
Mary returned his smile, leaned forward, and ran her finger over his lips, though she refused to slide it into his mouth as Todd desired. "You're welcome. You can go now."
Todd was a little disappointed that she was finished with him, in no small part because he was thoroughly aroused. He tried not to show his disappointment, though, as he quickly got to his feet and put his pants on.
"Can I use your bathroom to clean up?" he asked.
"No, you may not," Mary replied.
"But...I'm soaked," he said.
Mary smiled. "Yes, you are, and I want you to wear my juices proudly. I want you to wear them to the parking lot. I want you to wear them home. I want you to behave as if you're honored that I came on your face, that my juices have soaked your hair and your skin and even your shirt. I want you to embrace that idea that I just gave you a precious reward by cumming all over you, Todd."
The idea - when delivered by his boss - proved to be more exciting than Todd expected, so he resolved to do as she desired. He put his pants and shoes back on and headed for the door.
"Thank you, again, for cumming on my face," he said as he prepared to leave.
"You're welcome, slut," Mary replied. "I want you to wear those panties to bed tonight, by the way. And I want you to refrain from masturbating. You can wear regular underwear to work tomorrow, though."
"Okay," Todd agreed.
Todd left her office, took a deep breath, and hoped that most of the other employees had gone home. He wasn't sure how he'd explain being completely soaked in Mary's juices, but he didn't consider sneaking into the bathroom to get cleaned up. He wanted to do as he'd been told. He wanted to savor that she'd cum on him, that she'd made a mess of him, that she'd used him as little more than a slut for her pleasure.
He wasn't sure how their relationship would develop - and he feared that letting Mary use him like she'd just done would only encourage her to push things further - but for some reason he couldn't resist the idea of going back for more, of letting her indulge in her obviously kinky desires to treat him like little more than a toy to be used and abused.
