Of course, they would have no idea that you were positioned in the corner of my room with my soiled panties pulled over your head, licking wet cum from the crotch of them. Wet cum that did not come from your cock. It came from a man we only knew as “Rex”.
Good morning my corporate slut,
Lately, I am obsessed with the idea of seeing you absolutely overwhelmed.
This isn’t the first time. And it won’t be the last.
I just can’t decide yet if I want you to be overwhelmed with the size of my cock. Or, the number of cocks I make you suck. Not many women can present this dilemma to their corporate multi-millionaire boytoy first thing in the morning on Monday, can they? Yet, you sit there, dressed in your very expensive suit, over your very expensive lace pink panties, shaking probably a bit, pale, and the ladies that walk by your office probably think you just had a ‘rough weekend.’
As in, too much champagne on a yacht.
They wouldn’t think you spend a great deal of it on all fours with an inflatable penis gag in your mouth, pumped up full, as I plunged a large, thick strap-on dick deeper and deeper into your ass. Yet, it wasn’t enough.
They probably have no clue that not once, but twice, you literally passed out due to lack of oxygen because I smothered you with my ass, forcing you to endure an ass worship session of forty minutes in length each time, riding your nose and mouth with my ass cheeks and ass crack while torturing your balls with my long, sharp fingernails because the gasp and whimpers, when strategically positioned right under my ass crack, make me shiver.
Of course, they would have no idea that you were positioned in the corner of my room with my soiled panties pulled over your head, licking wet cum from the crotch of them. Wet cum that did not come from your cock. It came from a man we only knew as “Rex”. Rex who fucked me in the same room after you suck his dick. Not that this was easy – me, making you suck cock because I masturbated first in front of you, made you suck my fingers, then blindfolded you and led you into “the position” and guided his member into your waiting lips, encouraging, moaning, gasping.
I was the one that made him cum into the panties after all, so I could give you a fresh reminder, and I was the one that positioned them over your head, crotch over your mouth, then duct-taped it into place and told you to have it licked clean before he was done fucking me. Nicely done, I must say. The first of many nights of pleasure!
No wonder you look tired and pale. But they think you just had a long weekend of partying.
And yet, over the weekend, I don’t think I ever saw you look “overwhelmed,” and that’s what I need. I didn’t “need” to fuck your ass hard; I didn’t “need” to smother you twice and have you pass out, I didn’t “need” to cuckold you, make you suck cock and eat cum. What I needed was you to be so humiliated and degraded that you shook and trembled with such desperation that your ragged breathing changed to a whimper and your cock still raged stiffly and leaked precum even though your body would not stay still at all. I need you to be so overwhelmed that words wouldn’t even come anymore, and all you could communicate with is your eyes, and perhaps a few desperate kisses.
So think about that when I bring over the new strapon I like to call “the big boy,” and I give a call to my girlfriend Brenda who said she’s new but wants to give it all a try. I know you freak out when I bring a new lady around. Maybe two cocks shoved into your mouth at the same time will degrade you enough. Maybe when I make you strip down and you stand there wearing embarrassing pink lingerie and she laughs at you and says “Oh my god!’ you will feel overwhelmed.
Seeing you accept cock from a new woman is always exhilarating for me. I get to stand on the sidelines and observe from the outside and see how your body tenses, your hips move instinctively, it’s as if you are fucking yourself! This tells me how turned on you are. And your cock starts to get hard and starts to drip. If you are wearing panties, they start to bulge. Your cock begins to pop out. And the tip leaks.
I get to make fun of you. I get to walk around and laugh out loud, laugh as the cock fills your mouth. I get to point out how easily and smoothly you can take the entire dick into your mouth, and this always amazes the women. I get to announce in advance how that same huge cock will fit entirely, also, into your ass.
Being able to watch is almost as erotic as being the one pumping the cock into your ass or mouth. Being able to watch allows me to the ability to sit back in your chair and pleasure myself, put my legs up on your desk, spread them in a very unladylike manner, and then watch you pathetically try to act like you are averting your eyes when I know you so desperately want to watch!
Maybe I will have to leave the door open just a crack. Just to make your eyes widen a little. You know – I know what I need. And I will get what I want.
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
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