Clean Up Whore
Good morning my corporate slut,
You know I love to surprise you when I come visit you in the office. Today I have some special plans for our visit, so I want you to be dressed and appropriately horny. By dressed, of course, I mean stripped; stripped out of your corporate clothes and into the lingerie that is underneath, the lingerie you so delicately put on this morning for me. I love it when you wear the black thigh high stockings, black panties and black bra; I think this brings out the true whore in your personality, and I can even see it in the way you walk.
It makes me wonder if sometimes the ladies around your office know when you are a little bitch underneath your corporate suit. Can they see it in the way you walk, the way your hips move? Can they tell you are wearing a thong when you bend over to get into a filing cabinet, when you take an imaginary golf swing in the corporate boardroom? I bet every time one of those flirtatious, sweet, sexy young ladies in the office flirts with you, you wonder if I have emailed them and told them what you were wearing underneath that expensive suit. Do you wonder if I have sent them photographs of you getting ready in the morning? How humiliating would it be for them to see you as you are – raw, in those sexy thigh high stockings and garters, bent over with your ass spread wide, lips wrapped around my latex cock, begging for more violation?
Ahh, my mind is wandering. You know how I can get some time. When I visit you today, you will know just how insatiable I am. It may seem, at first, like a mostly romantic, almost sweet visit. I plan to come into your office and close the door, then make you watch as I slowly strip out of my sharp business suit, slipping off my heels, rolling down my stockings. You will have to watch, patiently, as I slide the bra straps off my shoulders and remove my bra, standing before you in only red satin panties.
That will be your cue to get down on your knees in front of your desk. I am going to walk around, sit on top of your desk facing you, and push you back just a bit with my feet on your shoulders. I’ll be able to lean back, propping myself up on my elbows on your desk, legs open wide, and order you to do what you are so good at. You’ll perhaps have a little timed test, if I am in the mood, challenging you to bring me to orgasm within a certain time frame using only your tongue.
Maybe I will make you work right through the crotch of my red panties, making your tongue work hard. Maybe I will have you pull my panties off using your teeth only. I haven’t quite decided yet. But as you go down on me, like the good little pussy whore you are, you will notice quite quickly what is different about it.
You see, my little corporate slut, you are going to realize very quickly that you were not my first little “office visit” today. In fact, you’ll realize immediately as you slip your tongue into my pussy and taste the creamy cum that you are merely doing the clean up work for one of your associates. Imagine that! Yes, my slut, you will be forced to clean it all up – every drop of cum from my pussy. And if you recoil or grimace or give me any hesitation, you can bet I will grip my fist painfully in your hair, wrenching your head, and pushing you against my pussy with a forceful, “Clean it up, bitch.”
Yes, you are my clean up bitch today. I will be fucked quite properly, quite intensely by a very, very attractive and well hung man in your office. I won’t tell you who, of course, because I don’t want to create any unnecessary tension. But I can assure you, he’s got a huge cock, and I’ve made sure he waited days and days to cum, so the load will be very large. And you will eat every drop of it out of my pussy like a good little clean up bitch, your cock growing in your tight panties, your balls aching for release. Perhaps I will make you describe to me what the cum tastes like…
Even better, though, I might make you perform a more humiliating act. If I am hot enough from your tongue worship, if I have decided not to cum, I might pick up your phone and invite “Ted” into your office. You’ll be blindfolded first (and I will so enjoy watching you blindfold yourself!) and stripped into your lingerie, forced to kneel in the corner, and wait for his arrival.
Ted, of course, will say nothing, but you will hear him enter and hear the jingling of his belt, unzipping of his trousers. And you, my poor little office bitch, will just kneel there like a useless pussy, in your lingerie, your cock growing helplessly in your panties. You will remain there as Ted prepares to fuck me once more, right on your desk. If I am especially horny and cruel, I may make you open wide and take Ted’s big dick in your mouth. I can sit back in your big leather office chair and recline, enjoying the show, watching Ted pump his hips forcefully as his thick dick slides in and out of your trained mouth. I won’t want him to cum just yet, though, because I want that cock inside me; I will want him to fuck me deep, one more time, this time, just a few feet away from you while you wait for your clean up duty….
Is this terribly cruel and degrading? Probably. But you must know there’s a reason I’ve been having you practice sucking on my strap on dildo so diligently for all these years. Deep down, I long to see you suck dick for me, to suck the cock of a man who is about to fuck me. And then, have to clean my pussy afterward. I consider it both the ultimate act of devotion, and the nastiest act a whore can perform.
You may find yourself terrified and humiliated at the thought. But don’t lie to yourself. Your panties are tight right now, your balls are aching at the thought of it, and your mouth waters as you imagine the taste of my pussy juices combined with his fresh, creamy cum….
Lunch could not come fast enough. Admit it…
See you soon,
Mistress Akasha
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