This is my buddy’s boss, Sara. She’s a middle-management type: smart, intense, organized, demanding, always on top of things. My buddy works in IT, and one of his jobs is to occasionally monitor the traffic on the wireless network at the office. He was doing this one day when he accidentally noticed Sara reading some pretty degrading porn sites on her phone at work. Looking at porn on company time is obviously a fireable offense, so he did what anyone would do in that situation: he blackmailed his boss into becoming his pet dog. He knew she’d agree, obviously; she was already so deep into her submissive journey that she was looking at degrading porn at work.
I took this picture in his office the day I found out about their arrangement. I went over to meet him for lunch, and he told me he had something to show me. He sat me down on his chair, put the newspaper down, then the bowl, then emptied a can of dog food into it. He picked up his phone and dialed. He spoke: “Come”. A minute later his boss walked in. She closed the door behind her. “Eat,” he said. She wordlessly dropped to all fours, ass high in the air, back arched. She crawled to the bowl and began to eat. While she ate, he told me the story I just told you. Then he offered to let her blow me. Of course I agreed. I sat in his chair, she crawled over, again wordlessly, and started sucking my cock. When I was ready to cum, I pulled my cock out of her throat and came on her tongue. She swallowed. I wiped my cock on the lapel of her jacket. “Out,” he said. She crawled to the door. Stood up, straightened her dress and hair as best she could without a mirror, brushed her lapel, found her boss face again, and walked out the door.
We went to lunch. Whenever I think about her now, I think about her walk across the floor, back to her own office, the taste of cum and dog food in her mouth.
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