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She'd been getting more friendly as the months rolled on, always coming over to where we sat. When she took the job I wasn't sure about her. She looked nerdy. Bob cut, thick spectacles ( usually a bit askew ) and considerably taller and broader than I usually went for. She wore jeans, trainers, sweaters or a t shirt with a logo or something. Had she dressed like a woman I may have taken more notice for she had a fantastic figure. People assumed she was a lesbian quite often, although she did have a boyfriend of long standing whom she lived with. So, all in all everything pointed away from anything other than mere friendship, which quickly ensued and I found myself laughing along with her more and more like she was one of the lads, spending increasing time together. She had a c***d like quality and no fear of making herself look silly. A bit of a clown, actually, but in a most endearing way.
One night we were drinking with a load of people from the office after work and found ourselves left on a table just the two of us. She told me that she'd just read that stupid Christian Grey book and I found myself laughing and asking if she couldn't do better than that. " No, " she said, " It's given me ideas. I've always wanted to be dominated like that." And she was blushing, burning.... She went on, " I'm always the one to have to be on the ball, organise everything... it gets me down after a while. I want to be tied up, spanked. I've been thinking about it so long, tried to put it out of my head but it's no use. "
"Ask your boyfriend, Vicky. Tell him what you want. Maybe he doesn't know and would like to try for himself.Maybe this is something that would turn him on too ? "
She raised her eyes to the roof. " He won't do anything. It's boring. Same old thing for 8 years. Every time. "
" Have you discussed this kind of thing ?"
" I don't think I can discuss anything like this with him."
" Yet you talk to me like this, you filthy little pervert? "
We both laughed. She explained he was very uptight about sex and it was all pretty routine, 2 or 3 times a week. She asked if I would help her try out these crazy ideas. Would I mind? It seems some of the guys in the office had marked her card over a few of my little 'idiosyncrasies' in the hope of putting her off when they'd seen us get closer, to the opposite effect. I told her I didn't do married girls, or as good as married. She asked if I was seeing someone and I told her I was seeing two or three girls on a casual basis.
She texted me that night as we were heading our seperate ways to ask "Are we on then ? " I can't remember how I phrased my reply, but I tried to be subtle and let her down gently. Her response indicated she'd got the wrong end of the stick and was quite excited about this adventure to come. In my mind I considered what merits were to be had should I accept. She was quite pretty with a cute smile. Her boobs were clearly very large, even squashed down as they were by t-shirts and jumpers. Her square cut jeans could not hide the curve of her hips and bubble butt. Her legs were long and of a good shape, large toned thighs. But those clothes... no. I like my women to be a bit feminine, you know ? The following day I had a brief text exchange with this girl I'd been seeing for 3 or 4 weeks as the culmination of an argument we'd had and I decided to cut loose. Again, my thoughts turned to Vicky. In particular, in my mind's eye I saw her over my knee in a short skirt, knickers round her ankles, yelping as I paddled her arse repeatedly until it glowed. She'd said she'd do anything to please when I asked if she'd any experience of this kind of thing.
When she sidled up to my desk the next day, after my mates had gone off for something to eat, and bit her bottom lip, drawing one foot towards the other in exaggerated coyness, before leaning forward and giggling my indecision was still in the balance. "So ? " she said.
Something snapped. "Meet me in the basement in 5 minutes. By the lift shaft." I whispered. " Make sure you're not noticed on the way."
I sneaked down to the basement and walked around, listening and looking. Few people came down here. The security guards had a little rest room where they came for breaks and watched some tv. Occasionally an admin assistant would come to the room at the end of the corridor to look for an old file. There was a big room off the main corridor with a slightly smaller one adjacent where confidential meetings were sometimes held. No-one seemed to be around. I checked the Gents toilet. The one cubicle was empty and no-one was using the urinal. As I exited the toilet I saw Vicky outside the lift shaft and gave a low whistle, beckoning her. She came towards me with small, swift steps and I grabbed her arm and pulled her in to the Gents toilet and locked the cubicle door behind us.
" So, you always wanted to be dominated, " I whispered in her ear, " well, lets see if you are up to it or just fantasising." I pulled on her hair just above the neckline, forcing her head right back and nipped her ear lobe with my teeth. My hand unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zip. I noticed a pair of pants with a cartoon cat motif on them and shook my head. Even her knickers were wrong. As my fingers slipped over her mound I felt a slight dampness on the cotton and slid one finger inside to find her clit. It felt hard and erect and I played around it gently before sliding my finger along her slit. She was already very wet and breathing heavily. I popped the tip of my finger inside her cunt hole and then withdrew and put it to to mouth. She made a distasteful face and I told her, " Better get used to this." forcing my finger into her mouth. Then another. I left them there for a minute as she sucked on them, pressing the crotch of my trousers against her leg, letting her feel how hard I was getting. Then my fingers were inside her knickers again. Christ, she was soaked now. " Will anyone come, now ?" she asked. " Is there anyone down here ?"
" A few security guards in their rest room but nobody much around. If someone comes in just keep your mouth shut. Unless it's full, of course, in which case it won't be a problem."
As I worked two fingers deeper in her pussy and around her now throbbing clit she looked more and more flustered, trying hard to listen and remain silent. There was a squelching sound coming from her panties as I frigged her harder and deeper. I had her pressed up against the wall now and was thrusting my fingers into her, noticing how she rocked her hips to make sure I connected with her clit with the right pressure as I withdrew. The little slut loves it, I though to myself. She looks like she hasn't been properly fucked in the longest time. Wonder what her bloke's doing right now. I tried hard not to laugh as I noticed her specs had steamed up and were almost off one ear. She moaned a little against her best efforts and just when her gasping became uncontrollable I worked up the rhythm that seemed to be doing the most for her and held to it, my other hand taking a fistful of hair and twisting her head towards me so that her eyes were inches from mine as I stared into them.
" Come on you filthy little tart, this is what you wanted wasn't it ? This is what you don't get at home. You've messed my fingers right up with your sopping fanny. You'll lick them clean in a minute after you've come all over them, won't you ? Then you'll let me see how deep you can take my cock in your mouth. If you get near the base I won't tell your boyfriend what a little whore you've been."
I felt her go stiff as wood and her legs lock at the knees. She struggled for breath and pushed her hips forward and her eyes glazed over as her orgasm took her and her legs shook as she came hard. She leaned back against the wall and slid down it until she rested on her heels. Without a second respite I ordered her to unzip me and when she did I pulled down my trousers and boxers, my cock springing out inches from her face. She stared at it and wrapped her fingers round the base of my shaft. Just looking, for a minute.
" What are you waiting for ?"
" I'm just looking. I love the look and feel of cock. It's so big. Thick. It's a lot bigger than my boyfriend's"
" It's not that big. Your bloke must have a very small cock. Not surprised you were getting bored. Now be a good girl, Vicky, and lick the underside of my helmet until it's as hard as can be then pop it in your mouth. "
As she got to work on my shaft I couldn't help but think that her bloke having a tiny todger would account for how tight she felt. She really was. It was a struggle to get two fingers in. One was snug. I looked down to see her head bobbing around on my cock. She was doing well, had good technique. She needed told to suck my balls but after this reminder she was quite proficient. Well practised I'd say. I was beginning to warm to the idea of taking her on board for regular playtimes.
Then the door from the corridor squeaked and clunked shut again. Footsteps. Unzipping. Her eyes looked up in panic. I took her head in my hands and held her as I eased my cock to the back of her tongue. I looked her firmly in the eye as if to say you dare make a sound. Both our jobs. Didn't bear thinking about. Sounds from without. Piss. Spitting into the urinal and her on her knees with my cock embedded in her mouth like a cheap prossie. Then the door clunked shut as he exited
" Fuck, that was close. " she hissed after spitting my cock out.
" Did I say you could stop ? I'm not interested in a debrief about how we nearly got caught. Get back on it and get busy, girl. "
I leaned back against the opposite wall, to the right of the toilet and she shuffled up towards me on her knees, her jeans still open. I lifted her top and scooped her boobs out of her bra. Jesus, these are magnificent. Much bigger than even I had imagined.
" How big are these ? " I asked, juggling them gently and feeling the weight, pinching gently on her hardening nipples.
" EE. You like them ? "
I ran the underside of my cock along her tongue, then quickly thrust it as deep down her throat as I could until she gagged and started to choke. After a few seconds I pulled it out allowing her to breathe again. As my shaft was now soaked with her spittle I put it between her boobs and pressed them together round it, pumping rhythmically for several minutes as I watched her bespectacled face at the end of my thrusts, sticking her tongue out to give little licks to my bell end each time I finished my stroke and eventually I
felt myself tense as a few drops of cum oozed into her cleavage, then my dick twitched as hot jets of jizz flew on to her forehead and a few splashes of sticky goo on her face, glasses, nose, mouth, everywhere. I must admit, she left me a bit unsteady on my feet. As I regained my breath I told her, " You'll do well to hide that from your boyfriend later. Do your best. "
" He's on call tonight. I'll sneak in and take a shower. He won't be home till 10.
" Lucky for you. Make sure you blow his little boner tonight. You'll feel better if you do and not so guilty. Besides, it's good practise for a full sized cock. Hurry up and tidy yourself up. You can use the toilet roll. If the coast is clear out there I will knock the door so you can get out. Oh, you've passed the audition by the way !"
That night she texted me to say she couldn't wait to do it again.
I texted back " Vicky, I'm prepared to train you how to please me. It will be an interesting journey for us both. I have a few rules to start with. As you progress I'll add some more. Firstly you will do as directed without argument, grumbling or questioning me. You will start dressing as a woman when you see me. Heels, skirts, stockings and slutty panties. I'll take you shopping shortly. You will refrain from wanking unless granted express permission. You will be spanked regularly. You will learn to get used to being bound wrist and ankle to be used for my pleasure. You will drop to your knees as you enter my home, unbuckle me and suck me to full erection unless directed otherwise. You may cease to participate in this at any time, but you may never resume if you do. "
She made good progress.
(This is how it all started and I swear every word is true. The story may continue if there is a desire for it to be heard.)
One night we were drinking with a load of people from the office after work and found ourselves left on a table just the two of us. She told me that she'd just read that stupid Christian Grey book and I found myself laughing and asking if she couldn't do better than that. " No, " she said, " It's given me ideas. I've always wanted to be dominated like that." And she was blushing, burning.... She went on, " I'm always the one to have to be on the ball, organise everything... it gets me down after a while. I want to be tied up, spanked. I've been thinking about it so long, tried to put it out of my head but it's no use. "
"Ask your boyfriend, Vicky. Tell him what you want. Maybe he doesn't know and would like to try for himself.Maybe this is something that would turn him on too ? "
She raised her eyes to the roof. " He won't do anything. It's boring. Same old thing for 8 years. Every time. "
" Have you discussed this kind of thing ?"
" I don't think I can discuss anything like this with him."
" Yet you talk to me like this, you filthy little pervert? "
We both laughed. She explained he was very uptight about sex and it was all pretty routine, 2 or 3 times a week. She asked if I would help her try out these crazy ideas. Would I mind? It seems some of the guys in the office had marked her card over a few of my little 'idiosyncrasies' in the hope of putting her off when they'd seen us get closer, to the opposite effect. I told her I didn't do married girls, or as good as married. She asked if I was seeing someone and I told her I was seeing two or three girls on a casual basis.
She texted me that night as we were heading our seperate ways to ask "Are we on then ? " I can't remember how I phrased my reply, but I tried to be subtle and let her down gently. Her response indicated she'd got the wrong end of the stick and was quite excited about this adventure to come. In my mind I considered what merits were to be had should I accept. She was quite pretty with a cute smile. Her boobs were clearly very large, even squashed down as they were by t-shirts and jumpers. Her square cut jeans could not hide the curve of her hips and bubble butt. Her legs were long and of a good shape, large toned thighs. But those clothes... no. I like my women to be a bit feminine, you know ? The following day I had a brief text exchange with this girl I'd been seeing for 3 or 4 weeks as the culmination of an argument we'd had and I decided to cut loose. Again, my thoughts turned to Vicky. In particular, in my mind's eye I saw her over my knee in a short skirt, knickers round her ankles, yelping as I paddled her arse repeatedly until it glowed. She'd said she'd do anything to please when I asked if she'd any experience of this kind of thing.
When she sidled up to my desk the next day, after my mates had gone off for something to eat, and bit her bottom lip, drawing one foot towards the other in exaggerated coyness, before leaning forward and giggling my indecision was still in the balance. "So ? " she said.
Something snapped. "Meet me in the basement in 5 minutes. By the lift shaft." I whispered. " Make sure you're not noticed on the way."
I sneaked down to the basement and walked around, listening and looking. Few people came down here. The security guards had a little rest room where they came for breaks and watched some tv. Occasionally an admin assistant would come to the room at the end of the corridor to look for an old file. There was a big room off the main corridor with a slightly smaller one adjacent where confidential meetings were sometimes held. No-one seemed to be around. I checked the Gents toilet. The one cubicle was empty and no-one was using the urinal. As I exited the toilet I saw Vicky outside the lift shaft and gave a low whistle, beckoning her. She came towards me with small, swift steps and I grabbed her arm and pulled her in to the Gents toilet and locked the cubicle door behind us.
" So, you always wanted to be dominated, " I whispered in her ear, " well, lets see if you are up to it or just fantasising." I pulled on her hair just above the neckline, forcing her head right back and nipped her ear lobe with my teeth. My hand unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zip. I noticed a pair of pants with a cartoon cat motif on them and shook my head. Even her knickers were wrong. As my fingers slipped over her mound I felt a slight dampness on the cotton and slid one finger inside to find her clit. It felt hard and erect and I played around it gently before sliding my finger along her slit. She was already very wet and breathing heavily. I popped the tip of my finger inside her cunt hole and then withdrew and put it to to mouth. She made a distasteful face and I told her, " Better get used to this." forcing my finger into her mouth. Then another. I left them there for a minute as she sucked on them, pressing the crotch of my trousers against her leg, letting her feel how hard I was getting. Then my fingers were inside her knickers again. Christ, she was soaked now. " Will anyone come, now ?" she asked. " Is there anyone down here ?"
" A few security guards in their rest room but nobody much around. If someone comes in just keep your mouth shut. Unless it's full, of course, in which case it won't be a problem."
As I worked two fingers deeper in her pussy and around her now throbbing clit she looked more and more flustered, trying hard to listen and remain silent. There was a squelching sound coming from her panties as I frigged her harder and deeper. I had her pressed up against the wall now and was thrusting my fingers into her, noticing how she rocked her hips to make sure I connected with her clit with the right pressure as I withdrew. The little slut loves it, I though to myself. She looks like she hasn't been properly fucked in the longest time. Wonder what her bloke's doing right now. I tried hard not to laugh as I noticed her specs had steamed up and were almost off one ear. She moaned a little against her best efforts and just when her gasping became uncontrollable I worked up the rhythm that seemed to be doing the most for her and held to it, my other hand taking a fistful of hair and twisting her head towards me so that her eyes were inches from mine as I stared into them.
" Come on you filthy little tart, this is what you wanted wasn't it ? This is what you don't get at home. You've messed my fingers right up with your sopping fanny. You'll lick them clean in a minute after you've come all over them, won't you ? Then you'll let me see how deep you can take my cock in your mouth. If you get near the base I won't tell your boyfriend what a little whore you've been."
I felt her go stiff as wood and her legs lock at the knees. She struggled for breath and pushed her hips forward and her eyes glazed over as her orgasm took her and her legs shook as she came hard. She leaned back against the wall and slid down it until she rested on her heels. Without a second respite I ordered her to unzip me and when she did I pulled down my trousers and boxers, my cock springing out inches from her face. She stared at it and wrapped her fingers round the base of my shaft. Just looking, for a minute.
" What are you waiting for ?"
" I'm just looking. I love the look and feel of cock. It's so big. Thick. It's a lot bigger than my boyfriend's"
" It's not that big. Your bloke must have a very small cock. Not surprised you were getting bored. Now be a good girl, Vicky, and lick the underside of my helmet until it's as hard as can be then pop it in your mouth. "
As she got to work on my shaft I couldn't help but think that her bloke having a tiny todger would account for how tight she felt. She really was. It was a struggle to get two fingers in. One was snug. I looked down to see her head bobbing around on my cock. She was doing well, had good technique. She needed told to suck my balls but after this reminder she was quite proficient. Well practised I'd say. I was beginning to warm to the idea of taking her on board for regular playtimes.
Then the door from the corridor squeaked and clunked shut again. Footsteps. Unzipping. Her eyes looked up in panic. I took her head in my hands and held her as I eased my cock to the back of her tongue. I looked her firmly in the eye as if to say you dare make a sound. Both our jobs. Didn't bear thinking about. Sounds from without. Piss. Spitting into the urinal and her on her knees with my cock embedded in her mouth like a cheap prossie. Then the door clunked shut as he exited
" Fuck, that was close. " she hissed after spitting my cock out.
" Did I say you could stop ? I'm not interested in a debrief about how we nearly got caught. Get back on it and get busy, girl. "
I leaned back against the opposite wall, to the right of the toilet and she shuffled up towards me on her knees, her jeans still open. I lifted her top and scooped her boobs out of her bra. Jesus, these are magnificent. Much bigger than even I had imagined.
" How big are these ? " I asked, juggling them gently and feeling the weight, pinching gently on her hardening nipples.
" EE. You like them ? "
I ran the underside of my cock along her tongue, then quickly thrust it as deep down her throat as I could until she gagged and started to choke. After a few seconds I pulled it out allowing her to breathe again. As my shaft was now soaked with her spittle I put it between her boobs and pressed them together round it, pumping rhythmically for several minutes as I watched her bespectacled face at the end of my thrusts, sticking her tongue out to give little licks to my bell end each time I finished my stroke and eventually I
felt myself tense as a few drops of cum oozed into her cleavage, then my dick twitched as hot jets of jizz flew on to her forehead and a few splashes of sticky goo on her face, glasses, nose, mouth, everywhere. I must admit, she left me a bit unsteady on my feet. As I regained my breath I told her, " You'll do well to hide that from your boyfriend later. Do your best. "
" He's on call tonight. I'll sneak in and take a shower. He won't be home till 10.
" Lucky for you. Make sure you blow his little boner tonight. You'll feel better if you do and not so guilty. Besides, it's good practise for a full sized cock. Hurry up and tidy yourself up. You can use the toilet roll. If the coast is clear out there I will knock the door so you can get out. Oh, you've passed the audition by the way !"
That night she texted me to say she couldn't wait to do it again.
I texted back " Vicky, I'm prepared to train you how to please me. It will be an interesting journey for us both. I have a few rules to start with. As you progress I'll add some more. Firstly you will do as directed without argument, grumbling or questioning me. You will start dressing as a woman when you see me. Heels, skirts, stockings and slutty panties. I'll take you shopping shortly. You will refrain from wanking unless granted express permission. You will be spanked regularly. You will learn to get used to being bound wrist and ankle to be used for my pleasure. You will drop to your knees as you enter my home, unbuckle me and suck me to full erection unless directed otherwise. You may cease to participate in this at any time, but you may never resume if you do. "
She made good progress.
(This is how it all started and I swear every word is true. The story may continue if there is a desire for it to be heard.)
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