Falling for an adult worker. This is no 'Pretty Woman!'
Today it was used to give us all an ass-chewing...now I felt I was about to be fired. The last person exited and closed the door behind him. An uneasy silence hung in the room as she stared at me, rubbing her perfectly blush-red manicured thumb and index fingernails.
"Would you like to see who texted you?" She dryly shot at me.
Sheepishly, I replied "No, ma'am."
"Let me be more direct, look at your phone, and tell me who interrupted our work time, and it's Miss Black, not Ma'am!"
I picked up my phone and glanced through my texts. "Yes, Miss Black...It was my fianc__, Staci. I'm sorry, she's meeting with places to hold our reception, and she's texting me where to stop after work and drop off the deposit."
"I see." Miss Black then stood up from her chair and walked over by me, sitting down on the table slightly off from in front of me, crossing her legs. "Stand up," she ordered, and I quizzically followed. She examined me a second. "Now, pull down your pants."
"Excuse me," I shot back.
"You obviously have no problem humiliating yourself in a room full of executives with your phone going off every five minutes from Staci texting, humiliating yourself in front of me should be a piece of cake."
I thought about it a second. The fear of being fired did fly through my head. I felt I couldn't say no. Better to obey then make waves at the moment. I thought of Miss Black. How often do you have a sexy woman, let alone boss, order you to take off your pants? I unbuckled my belt, unsnapped my pants and pulled them to the floor.
"Underwear, too," she commanded as she pulled her rubber hair band out, letting her long hair fall to her shoulders. She looked hot. I did as she told. I stood there, my cock starting the peek out from the bottom of my business shirt. She then took her hair band, wrapping it around my cock, twisting, and stretching it around my balls. Her hand touching my cock engorged it instantaneously. "Well, it's amazing what happens with the right motivation...hands on the table!" I did as told.
She then started looking at my texts. "Ten personal texts today during work hours...six from Staci alone..." She put the phone down, grabbed my balls and squeezed, sending a rush of pain through my body. "When you are at work, these belong to me!" With her other hand, she then snapped the already tight band around my cock. The pain was like a shock to my body. "Do you know the importance of discipline?" She shouted down to me as she snapped the band a second time. "Discipline brings stability and structure into a person's life...without it is like walking on ice with your legs going one way (another Snap), while your body goes another (another SNAP!)."
Each snap of the band was painful and arousing. My body was all tensed up, trying to fight shots of electricity flying around. I took deep breathes out my mouth. I then saw Miss Black pull the leather belt from my pants.
"How many personal text did you get again?" she playfully questioned.
Trying to focus on the question and not my aching cock, I blurted out, "Ten."
"Count them out for me love." With that I felt an unforgiving slap across my ass of the leather belt. "Count, or I will give ten more when we are done with this ten."
"One." Then came another. "Two." Then another. "Three." Each one seemed harder than the last, stinging my ass more and more. "Four." Another. "Five" My body tightening up more and more. Slap. "Six." Slap! "Seven." SLAP! "Eight." SLAP!! "Nine." SLAP!! "Ten." The words cracking out of my mouth as I try and take the pain. I felt the sensitive throbbing of my ass as she stood right behind me, reaching around and grabbing my cock. Miss Black began to trace her fingernail along my cock, arousing it more, as she pulled herself tighter into my backside.
I didn't know what to feel. My mind was empty, confused. I had ecstasy and agony flowing through me at once. I didn't know what to do. It was an emotional high I've never felt before.
Miss Black began stroking my cock with her hand before whispering in my ear.