Daddy and I both work together at a big site that houses offices, production lines and warehouses. The site runs 24 hours a day including a few shifts over the weekend, though the weekend shift generally just comprises of production and warehouse staff. This, of course, leaves the office relatively empty of weekend, something I thought I'd use to my advantage...
Chapter 1: The Boss Bitch
I woke up particularly horny one Saturday morning with the intention of dominating Daddy, something I hadn't really had chance to try out so early in our relationship. I decided the best place to do this was somewhere where I am usually in charge so told him I had to head into work before going out and that he should with me to save time.
Daddy must have known something was up because I had left the house in my highest, most expensive heels, a short tight business skirt and a low cut button down top to show off my breasts. I even took my contacts out and wore my glasses to really look the part of 'business bitch'.
Once we arrived at work I sat down at my desk and pretended to do some work all the while teasing Daddy with flashes of my bare thighs and soft breasts, asking him what he would like to do to me once I finished my work. After I had him sufficiently worked up I told him he could do whatever he wanted to me as soon as we left, but while he was at work he was MY little bitch and would do everything he was told.
I saw by the bulge growing in his jeans that I already had him exactly where I wanted him, before he had chance to answer I ordered him under my desk to lick my pussy and not to stop until I gave him permission to.
Daddy wasted no time getting down on his knees to service his new mistress but I was not about to make it easy for him. First I made him push his nose into my lacey panties and take a few good long sniffs, letting the smell of my beautiful pussy work it's magic, then I made him beg me to let him pull my panties down.
After what I deemed a suitable amount of begging I finally caved him and told him could, so long as he did so with his teeth and his hands behind his back. I made no attempt to help him in his task and after a good ten minutes of pre determination Daddy eventually managed to lower my panties low enough to gain access to my heavenly, already soaked pussy.
Once my panties were out of the way I wrapped both hands around the back of Daddy's head and forced his face deep between my thighs. Of course Daddy's hands instinctively came up to push away from me so he could breathe, but I sank my nails deep into the flesh on the back of of his head and told him if he raised his hands to me again I would start ripping hair out and he'd never taste his mistress' pussy again.
Unsurprisingly Daddy quickly complied and allowed me to use his face and tongue like a sex toy; rubbing it up and down my dipping slit and telling him exactly where and how he should lick and suck my pussy. I kept him down there with his face buried in my pussy for 20 minutes or so with my panties around my ankles, only letting go of him once I had decided I had had my fill of orgasms. When I finally released my grip on Daddy's head, my chair, the floor and a good portion of his shirt was soaked in my hot pussy juices.
Pushing him away from me, I stood up, pulled my panties up over my cum soaked thighs and made myself presentable again, telling him now he had finished warming me up that now he was finally going to get to fuck me.
Thinking his torment was finally over Daddy started undoing his belt in a desperate attempt to release his neglected cock, he didn't get very far before I stopped him and told him that he would have to wait like a good boy because the Boss Bitch wanted to get fucked on the big boardroom table upstairs.
Once Daddy had covered up his soaking wet shirt and had sucked all of the juices from my chair we finally went upstairs to the Boardroom. As soon as we were up in the Boardroom I decided I was having far too much fun to let it end with a simple fuck and that I would instead going to be cruel and tease him more, thinking it would be funny to hear him beg.
Like I said, our relationship was still in it's early stages I hadn't realised that all I had been doing is fuelling Daddy's red-hot lust. I was still mid sentence trying to assert my dominance when I felt his hands in my hair...
Chapter 2: The Beast Awakens
I went from boss bitch in charge to rapemeat in a matter of seconds, my words counted for nothing when put up against Daddy's sheer primal force. Daddy moved me round the room like a rag doll, his rough hands running through my hair, sinking his teeth into my tender neck. I felt powerless when Daddy decided he was finally going to fuck me, he easily forced me over the board room table leaving me bent over with my pussy soaked panties peaking out from under my skirt.
Once I knew he had me exactly where he wanted me I ceased my pointless struggle, I realised I had pushed him too far and now no amount of struggling was going to prevent him from taking his rage out on the person who had provoked him. I hadn't even had chance to catch my breath before I heard the tell tale sounds of a belt buckle unfastening behind me. Daddy was going to fuck me now, hard, and the only thing I would be able to do is try to stay as quiet as could to prevent us from attracting an audience.
Trying to remain quiet turned out to be a futile effort, all of my self control disappeared just as quickly as Daddy's thick cock disappeared into my hot pussy. Fucking me with my panties pulled over to one side as though I was just a wet hole to fuck.
Pounding me over and over again like a dog in heat, Daddy soon realised people would start to hear me if he didn't do something about my screams of pleasure, we both knew that taking his throbbing cock out of tight little pussy was not an option after all the teasing I had put him through.
It was at this point I felt the leather closing around my neck.
In my throes of ecstasy I hadn't noticed Daddy removing his belt and by the time I felt it pull tight enough to cut off my screams I was already too far into a gushing orgasm to care. Daddy fucked me like this until I started to go faint, the wet slapping sounds of Daddy's heavy balls against my swollen clit masking my desperate gasps for air.
Eventually Daddy let me go, I hit the table and finally filled my lungs and my vision cleared up enough to see the floor and table beneath me were soaked. To this day I'm still not sure whether it was through so many wet gushing orgasms, or a loss of bladder control through Daddy's brutal choke fuck.
In my weakened state I lay there covered in unknown juices and sweat, no longer able to scream as daddy's thick cock continued to violate me. I regained my senses just long enough to feel Daddy's strong hands in my hair pulling me back up.
Daddy held me there with every inch of his thick cock buried inside my tight pussy, grinding his hips against my own as I stood with my back against him. It was at this point knew I had become his little whore, instead of using what little strength I had regained to struggle, I pushed myself back into his passionate embrace seeing how deep I could get his rapestick to penetrate me.
Once I was strong enough to stand on my own two feet Daddy pulled his meaty cock from my abused little pussy and span me round to face him. Thinking it was all coming to an end I resigned myself to my new life as a cumslut and began to drop knees, eager for Daddy to empty his thick load all over my face.
Chapter 3: Daddy Isn't Finished
With Daddy still holding on to my hair refusing to let me fall to my knees I realised this was not quite over.
I began to ask Daddy what he was going to do to me he cut me off with his soft lips against mine, I felt Daddy's strong hands release their iron grip and fall from my hair, making their way to my cheeks, softly caressing them as he continued to swirl his tongue around my own.
The soft respite was brief and it wasn't long before I felt his hands drop further, down my neck and to buttons on my white silky blouse. Before I had chance to object Daddy had gripped my top in both hands and ripped it open with ease, sending buttons flying across the room, allowing my full breasts to bounce with every passion filled breath I took.
With my top torn open Daddy stopped kissing me and pushed me backwards with enough force to leave me lying dazed on the boardroom table, my legs spread lewdly apart to show my drenched panties barely covering my swollen pussy.
The panties were the next to go, they put up even less of a fight than my blouse as Daddy ripped them apart with ease. Holding my ruined panties between his fingers Daddy grabbed my legs and pulled me so my little pussy and tight arse were hanging over the edge of the table, inches away from the monstrous tip of his meaty fuckstick.
Daddy, perhaps because he didn't want to do anymore damage to my already ravaged pussy, perhaps because he wanted to destroy my only other remaining hole, lined his slick phallus up at the tight entrance of my near virgin asshole and slid it balls deep inside me in once swift motion. The well lubed dick finding little resistance as it forced it way into my bowels.
At this point I was really screaming, not in pain, but in sheer ecstasy like the anal whore I was. Daddy was taking his time long dicking me, sliding every inch of his throbbing cock out of my tight fuck tunnel until only the tip remained then took delight in watching every inch disappeared back inside me.
Moaning the way I was I knew it wouldn't be long until I felt the leather embrace of the belt around my neck again, but even knowing this I couldn't help but squirm and gasp and scream as Daddy used me like his own personal fuck toy.
Daddy must have taken mercy on me; instead of the belt around my throat, I felt soft pussy soaked lace fill my mouth as Daddy used my own ruined panties to keep me quiet, holding them in place with his hand and he continually bottomed out in my gaping arse.
It wasn't long before I fell Daddy's heavy balls tighten and cock swell as he sent shot after shot of thick hot cum deep into my bowels. I had cum too many times to count up to this point and upon feeling Daddy empty himself inside me I went into a huge spasming orgasm that lasted until Daddy finally removed his still swollen cock from my roughly fucked asshole.
As soon as Daddy was free from the tight embrace of my well used holes he collapsed into the chair behind him, his shiny cock still protruding obscenely upwards. Daddy remained lucid enough to remind me that I was cumslut an still had a job to do, he clicked his fingers and told me to crawl over like a good girl and clean up all the mess I had made.
Groggily I slid down to the floor, my legs still weak from countless orgasms, and slowly made my way to Daddy on my hands and knees to his slimy, juice covered cock. I eagerly went to work licking and sucking both our juices from Daddy meaty prick and balls, savouring our flavour and thanking him for abusing me.
When I had finished, Daddy put his well cleaned cock away and put his belt back on. It wasn't until this point that I realised I had to go all the way out to the car park with my top in tatters and what's left of my panties stuffed into my hand bag. If that wasn't bad enough I still had rivulets of Daddy's cum and my fuck juices dripping down my soft thighs for anybody who cared to look!
Needless to say I made a swift exit through the office and fortunately got to my car without anybody seeing me.
I was in a board meeting the following week and noticed a few innocent looking buttons from a certain blouse laying on the floor, my pussy started to drip daydreaming about all the fun I had with Daddy at work...
