itoshi sae and his new assistant ⋆ 𐙚 ̊.
smut, mdni. cw: boss!sae, sadism, corruption, degrading!!
it’d been two months since you started your job as an assistant. you hadn’t expected much of it besides the obvious; being bossed around, sent to a hundred different places in a day, bringing coffee before the sun even began to rise, but no. not with who your boss ended up being.
the tone was cold, two hands even colder cupping your breasts over your bra but beneath your blouse. lips were close to your neck, a bruise already forming on your shoulder from where he had been nipping relentlessly.
itoshi sae was nothing like what you had imagined.
the usually quiet office was filled with with the sounds of skin snapping and your own gasps. the hands that had once been on your chest were glued to your hips now, pulling you back to meet every one of his thrusts.
“quit clenching.” he spoke in a bored, matter of fact tone, as if he weren’t fucking into you at a pace that made your cervix ache “makes you seem like a virgin.”
“m’ not- not a virgin-“ a soft moan, high in tone, cuts you off “-have been w-with one- hmph- one guy.” you didn’t see a reason as to why you’d have to lie about it to him considering the stage you were at now. why would it matter to him?
theres a pause for a moment before his pace slows. he never quits his thrusts but a hand leaves you hip and goes to your hair, gathering it in a ponytail. he gives it a tug that makes you wince, eyes fluttering, but it gets your attention. you try to angle to where you can look at him, hands slipping on the desk.
“one guy?” sae cocks his head but of course you cant tell if he’s curious, annoyed, or just doesn’t care. its mechanical, casual, just as he was on the field. odd considering he was destroying your cunt.
pathetic? a ‘huh?’ falls past your lips. you thought guys liked when a girl had a low body count…
you’re not given much time to process as his hips fall back into their prior rhythm, relentless on your hole as if it were a toy. he gives your hair another tug though, making your back arch.
“guess i can teach you...least i can do considering youve been a decent employee.”
your body aches, your heads fuzzy, your cunts covered in your own cum and drool from when sae had spit in his hand to make sure you were lubed up enough to take him.
it’d been an hour of relentless fucking; riding him on the desk chair you usually replied to his emails on, pushed with your face into the desk you would have to work at the following day, ass stretched for the first time while he told you ‘you’re gonna have to do it someday, might as well be with me”.
now, your mouth was being violated by a cock so big it made your eyes tear and throat burn when you took it to the base. sae wasn’t helping, wasn’t praising you, he just watched you; bored.
you pull off his cock with a cough and a huff of air, sniffling. your hand continues to jerk him off, precum finally drooling out of his rosy slit.
its not a question, he phrases it like a statement. you blink up at him through glassy eyes and sticky lashes, the two of you finally holding proper eye contact for the first time during this office fuck fest.
“throat hurts~” its a whisper, throat raw from the moans you couldn’t hold back and letting his tip choke you repeatedly.
he cocks his head again like he did earlier snd instead of replying he grips your hair in a ponytail once more, forcing your lips back around him. you choke immediately, brows furrowing as your eyes stay on his. its uncomfortable, but why would he care?
sae begins to thrust into your mouth, barely audible huffs finally falling past his perfect lips. meanwhile you were struggling to breathe, he must’ve liked that…yeah not surprising. every time his cock hit the back of your throat you gagged, the excess spit making his cock move more smoothly though not less painfully.
“didnt tell you to stop.” he’s somehow still stern and overly composed while his hip movements give away just how close he is to finishing.
another hand meets the one already in your hair and he forces you all the way down, not caring that your nails are digging into his thighs now, your nose pressed uncomfortably against his pubic bone.
“shit- your bad at sucking cock-“
he yanks you off of him, keeping one hand in your hair while you can finally breathe again. you’re coughing, drooling everywhere, tears wet and streaking down your flushed cheeks.
when you do everything’s blurry but its not hard to make out the scene; sae standing over you, jerking off with his free hand. when you lock eyes again, his finally flutter and he lets out a choked whine. sticky overly wet cum shoots from his twitching cock, landing right on your face; one streak his your eye, another on your lips, and a few in your hair.
you wince when you try to blink, the cum making your eyes sting. when he lets go of your hair, you fall to your hands, coughing again. sae doesn’t speak, doesn’t help you up, but you can hear him getting redressed.
when you finally have the composure to sit up your still shaking. you’re exhausted, body hurting in places you never had felt pain like this before. you try to rub his cum off your face but it just smears making your nose crinkle when some gets past your lips.
the door clicks and you look up; saes leaving. of course. you try to stand and fail, legs still like jelly. at least he had the curtsy to turn to you;
“be in at 7:30. youre fired if you come in a second later.”
this started as a request for corruption w sae but i accidentlly deleted the damn request and i took a lil spin on it <33 ty for reading!!
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