My first dick – the long, thick, black one, will go into your mouth without mercy. I plan to grab you by the hair and start fucking your mouth without warning. Long, deep thrusts that smear your pretty lipstick and make you feel totally violated. I’m not going to tell you how long I plan to fuck your mouth. Probably not long enough. But the break you get will be a short one – just as long as it takes for me to strap on a differently sized dildo, and start all over again.
Good morning my corporate slut,
Last week I taught you a little bit about “climbing the corporate ladder,” and this week I plan to teach you about “attention to detail.”
Now, I know that at your office and in your job you are extremely tenacious and a proud perfectionist, some would call even a bit “anal” (ha! Only if they knew..). I know you are extremely detail oriented and pay very close attention to every little thing…
But lately, I must say, your “attention to detail” in slavery is – well, lacking. Maybe you are just getting a little lazy, or perhaps you have been spoiled. But I have a few ideas how we are going to deal with this, and your ass and mouth (and tongue) will never be the same.
To get you in the appropriate mindset, first, you are going to take a break at lunch and get your sexiest pink lingerie on under your business suit. You have to put on the tight pink lace corset, the thigh highs and cute crotchless panties underneath your grey suit. What a nice match – grey and pink!
On top of that, you have to sneak out at lunch and go get your toenails painted bright pink and your fingernails manicured. I thought about having you get bright pink on your fingernails also, but realize that would be impossible to hide. So, instead, I have selected a very, very light pink color for you and it’s waiting at “Lexi’s Salon,” where your appointment is at12:30. The ladies there are waiting for you. You should have heard the laughter when I told them, “Mr. Corporate Guy,” is coming in for an appointment.
I did tell them about the pink lingerie you were wearing, too. So don’t be surprised if they ask to see it! The owner was on the phone with me and she thought it was so funny, she had to tell the girls working there. They are ready for you – you better hope the salon isn’t packed with all the hot college girls getting ready for the summer, because they will be checking you out, especially with your trouser legs rolled up as that bright pink toenail polish is applied….
Walking uncomfortable back into your office, you will be keenly aware of the lingerie and the feel of it against your masculine flesh. Masculinity will start to slip away. Instead, you will feel the sexy, soft feel of the stockings and garters, and you’ll feel your “clit” start to get hard in the panties. You’ll feel the lace over your nipples and find yourself unable to stop imagining how silly and feminine you look in all pink – and how your toenails were screaming bright pink when you left the salon.
Your fingernails – when you look close – you will see a faint bit of sparkles on that top coat. I think you better keep your hands out of view of your co-workers, just to be sure…you never know what they may be able to surmise.
These little accents are just to get you in the right frame of mind for your first “attention to detail” lesson. When I arrive at 2pm this afternoon, you’ll have to be prepared to give me one hour of time.
When I come into your office, you have to shut and lock the door and strip out of your corporate clothes and down to your lingerie – all sexy, slutty pink – and then kneel down and crawl to me on all fours to kiss my feet as I unload my leather bag.
It’s simple, really. A thick, unforgiving black leather blindfold (you will be able to see nothing) and then my leather strap on harness. You will hear me buckle it on tight, and you must just kneel there waiting patiently.
You’ll feel me apply lipstick. Bright, hot, sexy pink lipstick to your lips. You’ll have to pucker up and just kneel there in darkness, and I am sure the waxy feel of the lipstick will be a new distraction. Better keep focus, my little whore, because the test is coming next.
My first dick – the long, thick, black one, will go into your mouth without mercy. I plan to grab you by the hair and start fucking your mouth without warning. Long, deep thrusts that smear your pretty lipstick and make you feel totally violated.
I’m not going to tell you how long I plan to fuck your mouth. Probably not long enough. But the break you get will be a short one – just as long as it takes for me to strap on a different sized dildo, and start all over again. Perhaps a longer cock, perhaps a thicker one. Maybe it will be the big, realistic cock with the fat balls on it. Maybe you’ll feel those balls against your chin as I thrust deeper and deeper, gagging you with it, before stopping, once more. Again, only briefly.
It’s just a little break before I assault your mouth with another dildo. Perhaps this one will be an ejaculating cock, full of cum from last week’s saved loads. Maybe it will be an inflatable cock that I pump up as I fuck your lips again and a gag, until you are gagging on it because it is just too large for you to take.
What kinds of sounds will you be making by then, I wonder? What will be the state of that pretty pink lipstick? Will your neck be tired from this relentless violation as I fuck your face, holding your head tightly in my hands so that you can’t turn away, forcing you to bob up and down so I don’t waste my precious energy moving my hips any longer?
How many cocks will it be before I am finished? Three, five, seven? I am not going to tell you. But what I will tell you is this. You better keep track of them, keep track of the shape of the dick and how it feels in your mouth, keep track of the veins and ridges around the head of the cocks. Because when it is all over, you are going to have to look at each of them and tell me which one was which.
In order.
You are going to have to tell me which cock I used first, second, and through the end of the violation – and you need to get them exactly right. Or else the blindfold goes on, and we repeat the process on your ass. Until you get it right.
And trust me, it will be much harder to tell which cock is which when I am ramming them up your ass, holding you by the hips, shoving your face into the carpet of your office as you struggle not to cry out. You won’t be able to use your tongue, after all, to try to lick and feel and measure the cock…you will be in the dark, so to speak.
And it could take many, many rounds before you figure it out through process of elimination, and your ass will be sore for hours.
So perhaps it’s best you really do pay attention to the details, my slut, when you feel those first few thrusts in your mouth.
And I hope you can keep track, despite the distractions…
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha