The Shoe Shine Assistant: A Nanami Kento Workplace Dom/Sub Dream <3
Today when you clocked into the office, you noticed that your boss, Mr. Nanami, had suddenly put a meeting on your calendar with no title. This was abnormal and the sight of it filled you with anxiety. âIs he going to fire me?â You thought to yourself all morning.
When 1:00 pm came around, it was time for you to head to this mysterious meeting. You spent all morning crafting your plea, gathering proof of the good work youâve completed this month, and habitually checking your appearance in the mirror to make sure you didnât look unprofessional.
You entered his office as you typically would, but Mr. Nanami uncharacteristically had his back turned away, and appeared to be reading a book. Without even bothering to look in your direction, he suddenly demanded from his desk âShut the door.â
His demeanor has never been like this before. It was shocking. You slightly jumped at his sudden demand, then slowly and quietly tried to shut the door, trying to be as small as possible.
You heard the sound of his book slam shut, followed by the chair spinning towards your direction. You took a deep breath, and turned away from the door, now facing each other. You can barely breathe from the tension in the room, you might as well just take your things and look for a new job now.
He lifts a hand, and beckons.
You inch your way towards his huge, stately desk. Once you arrive, you begin an attempt to sit in the chair across from him as you usually would, but he disappointingly shakes his head and says to you âNo. Not there.â
He points to the floor right next to where heâs seated.
You hesitantly walk towards the spot he is pointing to and arrive, nervously, hands clasped behind your back.
He finally makes eye contact with you.
You looked at him in disbelief. Your body so full of shock and confusion. Your face wasnât hiding it either.
He was so stern. His voice unwavering. He meant what he said. You slowly lowered to the ground, using your finger tips to softly land while you cautiously kept your eyes on his.
âSo you do know how to listen.â He scoffed.
âUnfortunately, Iâm not convinced.â
âI donât understand - Iâ he cut you off by forcefully grabbing your pony tail and yanking it so hard your knees lifted from the ground. You let out a gasp and your eyes widened. Suddenly, you understood completely.
âIâm so sorry, sir.â
He finally let go of your hair and watched you suddenly drop onto the floor. It hurt your knees a little, but you didnât have time to worry about that. You tilted your head down, trying to think of what would come next, but he was already making that move.
You watch him, in a slow and controlled manner, squat down to your level. You could smell his cologne now, and the warmth of his body was radiating onto yours, filling up your senses.
He used his finger to tilt your chin up, forcing your eyes to meet his. Your breathing has gone shallow, and your eyebrows are tilted. He can tell that youâre under his control now and he takes a moment to savor that delicious feeling.
He moves his hand down and slowly wraps his strong fingers around your throat. He grasps slightly as he tells you this; âItâs become blatantly clear to me that you donât take your job seriously. That you donât take me seriously. Iâve come to the decision that Iâm going to use the rest of your shift to remind you of your place. Do I make myself clear?â You do your best to nod your head yes, but heâs still wrapped around your throat, holding tighter now than before. Just when you think you canât take anymore a tear falls down your cheek and he finally lets go of your throat. You let out a huge gasp as you sink back down to the ground.
While you caught your breath and tried to compose your self, Nanami began to undo his tie. Youâve watched him tirelessly do this at his desk a thousand times before, but this time was much different. It wasnât about comfort. It was forceful, it was purposeful. Once unraveled, he began to wrap the tie around your neck. You froze as he made the careful knot, and you watched his eyes dart back and forth between yours and his task without a word.
Once the tie was secured around your throat, he stood again, towering above you, holding you in his grasp like a puppy on a leash. You have never felt so small in your life. Nanami gave the tie a gentle pull upward and said âlift your skirt.â
Hesitantly, you gently gathered the fabric of your skirt, and tried to not move too much as you were getting used to the feeling of the tie gently choking you with each movement. Your underwear were exposed now, and you start to regret the choice you made this morning. Your boring light grey panties now on full display for your boss who clearly has a much more expensive taste.
âWow, such a good girl.â He said in his incredibly deep and dignified voice.
âNow tell me, why is it so hard for you to follow orders any other day?â
Your heart sunk into your stomach, and you attempted to speak, but just as you started to, he gave the tie a huge pull upwards, cutting you off.
You were a whimpering, helpless, pathetic mess. And youâre embarrassed to admit that this extreme turn of events was turning you on so badly. Mr. Nanami had already noticed this when you lifted your skirt. He saw that you had started to soak through your panties a little, but you were so overwhelmed by the situation you didnât see it. He knew you were enjoying this before you even did and that controlling fact made him want to take it even further.
Nanami lightened his grip on the tie to let your neck rest for a moment. He lowered himself back down to you and carefully forced his thumb into your mouth, moving it back and forth, encouraging you to suck on it. You eagerly wrapped your tongue around his huge finger and softly suckled while he began to speak; âYouâre a good girl. I can tell that you want to make your boss happy; that you donât really want to do a bad job, right? So Iâm going to give you a simple task and I want you to really, I mean really, show me that you can be a good assistant and follow instructions. But you need to understand that if you mess this up, Iâll have no choice but to punish you. Is that understood?â
You are genuinely shocked to learn that whatâs happening to you right now isnât punishment, but you shake your head yes anyways, his thumb still inching its way farther and farther down your throat, causing you to gag and drool.
âNow, when I stand back up, Iâm going to ask you to lift that pretty little skirt back up and Iâm going to expect you to keep it up the whole time. I want to be able to watch your pussy throughout this. Donât forget that Iâm going to keep this tie in my hand and Iâll only use it if I have no choice, got it?â
You think âwhat does he mean he wants to watch it? what does he want me to do??âThough you really donât have much time to finish that thought as he has already taken his thumb from your mouth and has started to rise.
You are anxiously waiting for his cue, unsure of whatâs to come after that simple order.
He gave the tie a gentle yank.
You nod your head yes, careful to not look away.
âNow, lift your skirt.â
You lifted your skirt just as before, carefully bunching the fabric. Now that you know he wants a good view of your pussy, you tilt your hips forward just a little, showing off an even bigger wet spot this time. Youâre still too unaware to notice how embarrassingly wet youâve become from your bosses demands. This he knows and is amused by.
Nanami, already close to you, takes one step forward and lands his foot right in front of your pussy. You slightly jumped, thinking heâd step on you, but of course he didnât. Mr. Nanamiâs shoes are always of the highest quality leather. They probably cost $900 at the very least. He gets them shined weekly, and you know that he loves to show them off. But why now? Why does he want you to notice them?
Fuck. You looked away from him to look at his shoes. He yanked the tie harder than ever before this time, causing you to gag and knocking you into his leg thatâs right in front of your face. He barely even moved. You embarrassingly look up and meet eyes again.
He starts to lift the tie now, bringing you slightly up with it and you start to lose air again.
âYou poor, little thing. You look so cute sitting helplessly in my grasp. Iâve known about your little crush on me for a while now, but your soaking wet panties gave it all away about 15 minutes ago. So, I truly donât feel bad for what Iâm about to ask of you, because I know youâll do it and I know youâll love it.â
You have no idea what heâs talking about, but you listen closely, wanting to be good.
He loosened the grip of the tie and you sat back down, but now, having learned your lesson, you make sure to not look away from his unyielding gaze.
âUse my shoe to rub yourself until you cum. No stopping until you cum. Is that understood?â
You were confused, but didnât want to give it away so you shook your head yes and lightly sat your pussy onto the tip of his nice, expensive dress shoes, but beyond that you really didnât know what to do next.
âGood girl. Now, show me how good you can be.â
More than anything you wanted to hear that âgood girlâ praise, so you gave it a shot. You started to rock your hips forward and back slowly and controlled. Now, you finally realize just how wet youâve become. Your sticky underwear are gliding with ease over his glistening shoes. But fuck, itâs actually starting to feel good.
âFaster.â He demanded with a soft yank on the tie.
This demand was so strange that you didnât want to enjoy it, but now, you canât help yourself. You start to pick up the speed, humping your bosses shoe and completely forgetting that youâre still on shift, in the office. You let out a few moans and notice him smirk. God, that little bit of approval sent you into a frenzy. You rub your pussy over and over, your thighs begin to burn from the work out, but you donât care. You want to show Mr. Nanami that you can be good and follow his instructions, no matter what they are.
You can feel yourself getting close, but you donât want to stop. You want this feeling to last forever, you want to feel his cock spread you apart and fill you completely. Without changing your pace you beg âPlease sir.â
He already knows what you mean, he doesnât need to ask.
He says, unwavering, yanking hard on the tie to remind you who makes the decisions in this room.
âYes sir.â You say as you desperately rub your wet pussy back and forth, back and forth on his smooth shoe. You feel so lost in this sensation, you can barely take it any longer. Suddenly you start to feel that tense tightening inside of you, and your clit is throbbing and demanding more. You grasp your tits and squeeze them through your blouse while you let out a huge moan, accidentally letting your skirt fall. Youâre cumming.
âIâm cumming. Iâm cumming. Iâm cum-â you announce, shaking and dripping onto him. Your eyes are rolling but you are trying to keep your gaze on his even though itâs impossible at this point.
As you come down from this high all you can do is whimper, shake, and drool. You desperately look at Nanami, awaiting his approval for your performance.
He lets go of the tie and it you watch it as it falls to the floor. He starts to slowly unbutton his shirt one by one, still giving you the silent treatment. He slides his shirt off of his broad shoulders, exposing his incredible muscular build you have only imagined of before. You adoringly watch as he unclasps his belt buckle and slides it out of its loops. And you basically drool onto yourself as he slides his pants zipper down.
âNow, was that really so hard?â He mockingly says to you as he begins to pull his cock from his pants.
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