She heard him, and with a nod, she took a step behind only to be pulled back by him. She was perplexed, blinking at him not knowing what he wanted her to do.
"Don't move, do it here" his voice was firm and decisive. She swallows, adjusting herself. She has been naked before him so many times but she just can't believe he will ask her to undress before him, this close.
With no other choice, she starts removing her dress. She was dressed in a pair of trousers pants and a white long-sleeve shirt.
She pulls off the long sleeve revealing her bra and complimenting her silky body. Her hands land on the waistline of her trousers and she stiffens, unable to move any further.
"All of it" he informs again. She trembled under his hot gaze, her hands kept on shaking, making her unable to undo her pants. He watches her with sparkling eyes, more of him laughing at her silently.
After a long struggle, she finally undone her pants but the courage to push them down was not, it was gone to thin air.
How can she still be this shy when he's seen her so many times and even buried his little monster in her?
He wondered, finding her cute and amusing.
"Um, can you please…close your eyes?" She begs with a trembling voice.
"I decide what happens, not you…so get it over with!" His voice was stern and void of emotion. She swallows again, nodding.
She breathed in, with eyes closed as if conjuring all the energy and courage she could get. After a long struggle, the pants were gone. She stood before him with only her lingerie on, playing with her finger not daring to look at him.
"Good girl…take off the lingerie," He said. Her hands move up, unclipping her bra from the back. Her nice tits were now visible with hard nipples pointing at him.
She then moved down to her panties and did the same.
"Good" he murmurs, impressed with what she has to offer.
He moved to the sofa and touched it. As if pressing on something, the sofa starts moving, dismantling, and rebuilding itself forming…a bed? Her eyes widened, she wasn't sure but rather, she was amazed. She didn't know such a thing existed, of course, they are in the modern world where everything is possible.
"Lie on it," he said. She moves and lies on the bed which was previously a sofa. He walks to her with the lunch box in his hands, taking a seat by her side. He rubs the cream on her lips.
"Lick it" he commands. She did as she was told only for him to capture her mouth afterward, prying it open, sucking off the cream, leaving her breathless.
He applied some cream to her body, making sure no part was left in touch.
Lowering himself, he sucks on her neck, licking off the cream. He wasn't in a hurry, he had more than to spend on eating his meal, always taking his time. Meanwhile, Smiles on the other hand couldn't get a perfect lunch because she was scared of not wanting to be on his punishment list. That's the difference between a master and a slave.
She bites on her lips, preventing herself from moaning. This simple act of hers got him angry as he bit on her neck, 'causing her to moan out.
"Don't bite on your lips, let it out" he said in a husky yet authoritative tone. So much as she wanted to cry out, she couldn't, maybe she could but she just didn't want to. How could she let her voice out when she was in his office? What will everyone think of her, a cheap girl who just threw herself at her boss? No! She cannot let it.
Even though they know not the deal she made with him, that will not change the fact that she offers herself money.
"I…we are in…your office…they might hear us" she struggles and says. He bites on her breast, this time harder than the first. She cries out in pleasure and pain.
"My company, my rules…and my privacy," he said those words staring down at her. She swallowed, nothing was more chilling than his cold gaze at her. She found herself nodding in response.
The workers know better than to sneak up on their boss or say things that aren't related to their work.
He continues eating on her body, trailing kisses all over and sucking on it, leaving his marks. So much as she would have loved to call it love marks, she couldn't because he wasn't feeling the same for her. She was just his sex toy and nothing more.
He likes on his lips, making a satisfying sound staring down at her body.
Breathing heavily, she lay there, trying to catch her breath. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of him opening his shirt. He doesn't intend to take her here right? She thought silently watching him.
She struggles to wake up but is stopped by his deep husky voice, ordering her to stay back down.
She watches him unbuckle his belt, bringing out his already hard and rocky little brother, with veins popping out from the side.
"Touch it" he commands. She holds onto his member with trembling hands. It was her second time holding him there and it felt weird though not compared to the first time. Remembering what he taught her, she moves her hands up and down. She could feel it move up and down in her hands, she blinked away her invisible tears and continued her work.
He hums in satisfaction, patting her hair, proud of her.
She increases her pace seeing his eyes close with a pleasurable face.
The urge to make him feel more kicks in, and she takes him in her mouth sucking him like her favorite lollipop. Moving her mouth in and out, a moan escaped her lips, she didn't stop and just kept on going.