He noticed the term she had used. In their business dealings, he demanded that she call him Mr. Carmody. When they were fooling around in his office, she enjoyed a dominance trip. She was willing to play when she addressed him as 'master'.
'Shut up, slut!' he snapped. He stood and came around the desk and stared at her for a moment. Then he said, 'Well, why aren't you taking off your pantyhose? Do I have to tell you everything?'
'Yes, master,' she said meekly, but she was already bending forward to slip her fingers under the elastic band and work the filmy stockings over the bulge pf her ass. She knew better than to try sitting down when she did this. He enjoyed seeing her move and turn.
He yanked the pantyhose from her fingers the instant she had gotten them off her feet. Without a word, he took a handful of her red hair and brutally pulled her head back.
'You'll have to be taught to obey me faster.'
'Please, master, don't punish me. I'll do better in the future. I promise that I will!' Her voice trembled slightly in anticipation of what he would do to her. All her pleas meant nothing if he truly wanted to discipline her.
'I'll do any damned thing I want to you, you dumb cunt!' he shouted. Looking at the woman's green eyes, he quickly wrapped her pantyhose around her hands, tying them together. He released his grip on her hair and she fell to her knees, sobbing.
'Please! I'll do anything you want. Anything at all!'
'Of course you will. You'll dolt because I order you to!'
She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire. She licked her lips and panted, 'How can I please you, master?'
'Suck my prick until it's hard.'
She fumbled with his zipper. Her tied hands made it difficult for her to run it down the metallic track, but she succeeded. She had to. Her master had commanded her.
The cock snapped out of his pants, already erect. She hastily took it into her mouth and began giving the best head she could. With her breath coming in short, quick gasps, Angela was hardly able to restrain her rampaging emotions.
The man sighed at the wet feel of her soft, ruby lips all over the thick knobby head of his prick. She was giving him a good blow-job. She always did. Angela was one of the best cocksuckers he'd ever gotten as a secretary. But she had to be persuaded to do it right. She simply didn't drop down and stuff prick into her mouth whenever he wanted. The only way she seemed to get hot was when he bossed her around, tied her up and abused her verbally.
The words he used were designed to make her even hotter. 'You stupid slut. You call that sucking? I want you to give me head. Really suck on my cock. None of this half-assed stuff you're doing now. Suck, suck damn you, suck!'
She sucked, harder now, with more insistence. He found the sensations ripping away at his control. His balls tightened. His jism demanded release. He held it back. It wouldn't do to come in the woman's sucking, hot mouth. Not yet. First, he wanted to convince her he was the master and she was only a willing slave to his desires.
He took a step back. His prick slipped from between her soft lips and she almost fell on her face. She had to support herself with her stocking-bound hands. Angela looked up, questions in her eyes.
'Not good enough,' he told her in a tightly-controlled, level voice. He marveled at how well he did it. Inside, he was churning and dancing with lust. Her wet, sucking mouth on his prick had done it to him. But he didn't want to show it. Not until he was ready to come.
'Wh-what do you want me to do?'
'Suck it harder. Damn it! If I have to show you everything, I'll be forced to whip your naked ass. Do you want that?'
She did. But she obediently inched forward and took his balls in her cupped hands. She kissed and brushed her lips over his balls. When she fluttered her eyelashes against his cock, he almost came. The fluttery sensation was very arousing.
Then she moved back down the shaft of his cock. She licked and lightly nipped at his flesh, arousing his cock to the point where he would explode if she continued.
'How disgusting,' he announced, his voice dripping with scorn. 'I thought my slave could give better head than that. Any twelve-year-old virgin could suck cock better.'
'But, master,' she pleaded, 'give me another chance!' Her tied hands and sad look really turned him on. If he didn't get into her cunt and start fucking her soon, he was going to come, spurting into her hair and face.
For a second, he considered doing just that. Then his desires got the better of him. He had to get on her and ride.
'On your feet,' he snapped, his voice brooking no disobedience. She hastened to do his biding. As soon as she was erect, he shoved her forward. She was barely able to catch herself as she fell. Her hands landed with a resounding smack on his oak desk, her feet were placed well behind her body. Her stomach muscles strained to keep her from collapsing on the floor.
'Stay like that,' he said. He looked at his bound secretary and smiled. She presented such a beautiful figure, tied up as she was. He felt his prick stir with new lust for her.
'Please, master, my arms are shaking. Can't I move my feet in closer to the desk?'
'No.' He moved behind her and hiked up her tight skirt until it was rolled around her waist. The woman wore frilly panties. He hated to do this to such sexy undies, but his need was too great to wait for her to pull them down. He moved between her well-spread legs and aimed his prick directly for the panty-hidden cunt-hole.
His prick smashed into her soft, sexy panties. He felt the wetness that had already oozed from her pussy. She was wet and ready for him to fuck her. He drove his prick upward again, struggling against the thin fabric that kept him from driving all the way up into her cunt. He wanted his prick fucking hard into that cunt. Nothing less would do.
She groaned every time he battered against her panties. She felt the strain in her belly muscles from her unnatural position. But she wouldn't have moved even if her life depended on it. What he was doing to her pussy was too delightful.
Even if she wanted to stop him, she couldn't have done so. With her hands bound and in her awkward position, she was totally helpless. Moreover, she felt a surge of desire blasting through her body with every thrust of his prick.
Her panties prevented his cock from entering her pussy. But the way her clit struggled to rise made her pleasures soar. The material of the lacy panties stretched tightly over her cunt, rubbing against it, stimulating it. Every fucking stroke sent new tremors of desire through her body. She heard the cunt-juice-soaked material begin to rip. She didn't care in the least.
All she wanted was more prick.
As her panties gave way and the blunt head of his prick touched her blood-engorged pussy-lips, she came. The woman's clit got a full dose of the rubbing, driving stimulation as her cunt tightened.
She moaned and shook. Her arms and legs went weak. She started to sink to the floor, but she found a hard, rigid shaft of cock inside her, supporting her, making her stay in place.
'Shit,' he groaned. 'What a cunt!' Then, as if realizing this were not the role he should be playing, he added, 'It's floppy. Does every guy in this fucking place stick his cock up your drippy cunt?'
'N-no, master,' she stuttered. The effects of his hot prick inside her cunt was beginning to make her tremble again. Again she wanted to feel the friction of his cockhead against her pussy-walls. She wanted – needed him to fuck her.
'You lie. I'll have to punish you for lying to me!' He ran his hands between their bodies. His fingers gripped harshly at the smooth curves of her ass-cheeks. She groaned and drove her ass backwards under the pressure, trying to get more of her flesh into his hands. The way her skin tightened around her clit and cunt made his prick feel gigantic.
'Fuck me, fuck me haaaaaard!'
He grunted. He felt her cunt begin to tense up around his cock. The woman's cunt-walls became tighter and tighter. All along the length of his swollen cock, he felt rippling sensations. As he pulled his prick out, a sucking noise filled the room.
The woman heard the sound. The noise turned her on, but the exit of his prick wade her hornier than ever.
