Over The Boss' Knee by Jenny Jeans

around the deep ridges and veins. She was tied
up and naked, while forced to do his bidding. She'd never tell him how hot it
was. She purred her lips against the head.
    "Okay,"
she admitted, moving her lips against the hot skin. "No one likes to gag
and I don't know what to do with it all up inside my mouth." She batted
her eyelashes at him and his handsome lips drew into a side sneer.
    "Better,"
he uttered, squinting his eyes on a particularly long and slow slide of her
tongue. "I want you to learn." He pushed his hips forward, pressing
inside her mouth. She didn’t try to stop him this time. "Every little pet
should know how to lick her man's cock," he groaned.
    Her
man? He seemed unaware of the slip, but
those words slid through her with growing potency. At the very least he was
coming back to play. Did she mind that? He withdrew his cock-head and gave her
a bit of space, and then he pushed forward again. Mmm, he was training
her. Out of nowhere, she felt his fingers playing with her nipple. This time
twirling, not pinching, and she moaned with desire spiking from the tip
straight into her horny sex.
    He must
have been reaching behind him, because his fingers played deeper; groping her
breast as he slowly pulled the head of his cock in and out of her mouth. The
more he played with her breasts, at the same time his shaft pushed over her
lips, the more she got into the entire captive play.
    "That's
it, pet. Suck on it." Her muscular, masked intruder groaned. Tess sucked
deeper. His cock was so hot and big in her mouth, she imagined it stuffing her
pussy and stretching her deep. She moaned and slurped his cock more. Leaving
her mark.
    He would come back after this.
    "If
you take my cum in your mouth, and swallow it ... I will come back,
pet."
    Her eyes
widened in complete surprise. Her mouth formed an o, and just that shape
allowed his cock to slide further inward. His chuckle was sexual and dark ...
and promising. If she didn't do it, he wouldn’t come back. If she did do
it, she would be succumbing to his dominance. Showing him that she ...
    She
didn't think it through, she just knew — her body knew what it wanted, and she
craned her head upward to suck him deep into her mouth. He was bigger than any
other cock she'd been introduced too, however the accompanying yucky gag
feelings she might have expected never came.
    "Oh
yeah, pet," he groaned. "You’re mine."
    She
worked his cock in her mouth, hurting her neck some, but she didn’t give up.
Just hearing him declare she was his did something to her sexual arousal. It
made it soar and heat up with deep molten throbs inside her sex. Oh God, she
wanted him to fuck her and fuck her hard.
    Mike
crimped his eyes in ecstasy. Man the woman could suck cock, when she put her
mind to it. Little Miss Prim and Proper Secretary, Tess Brown, tied up and
sucking his cock like a Hoover Agent, just so he'd come back and diddle her
some more. It was the lottery of all lotteries. And he braced his palms on the
wall behind the bed, angling his hips forward so Tess' hot and wet mouth could
suck his cock deep, while he tried not to squeal like a girl having a climax.
He failed. But not a squeal, more like a Hillbilly yell crammed down his
throat.
    Then his
jissom was bucking free, ejaculating down Tess’ throat as he held his shaft
planted deep into her mouth. Just knowing she hadn't wanted too, but did it
anyway, made it so much better. He might have been a fool, but he ripped
his ski mask off and he stared down at her with her mouth full of his softening
cock. Her pretty eyes widened.
    He got
the impression that it took her a moment of trying to focus on him to figure
out who he was. Then he saw the dawning of recognition and of all things an
accompanying blush as he pulled his dick free from her lips. They both paused
... suspended. He was probably waiting for her to reject his nerdy self, but
then her lips parted.
    "Did
your pet do it right, sir? I loved your big hard cock," she