She's the Billionaire (2 page)

Baker came even closer to Richard, putting her hands around his neck while she buckled his collar. She leaned against him, her soft breasts pressing into his chest as she reached. Even in her heels he was still taller than her.

When she was done, Baker stepped back to admire her handiwork.
 

“You’ll wear that everyday when you come in here,” she said. “That means that you are mine. Understand?”

“Yes,” Richard answered.

“Yes, Mistress,” Baker corrected, tapping the whip in her hand.

“Yes, Mistress.”

She went back to the closet now and pulled out a bottle of lube and something that looked like an oddly shaped dildo. It had a long penis on one end and a bulb on the other end. Baker placed this on the sofa in the corner of the room and began to undress.
 

Richard stared at her, watching as she unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her skirt. The flowery lace of her bra only barely covered up her large nipples, enticing him so that Richard imagined putting them in his mouth and sucking on them until they puckered under his tongue. Her panties matched, framing her ass in lace while her cheeks peeked out underneath.
 

By now Richard’s erection was totally hard and standing out in front of him. He realized how odd it was that he was in his boss’ office, wearing nothing besides a leather collar, with a raging erection. He shivered a bit as the building air conditioning kicked in and chilled his naked skin. Richard looked at Baker. Okay, he thought, what’s going to happen now?

He wanted to throw her against the wall of her own office and fuck her there, with only the concrete wall separating them from the other partner’s offices. He would rip those delicate panties right off of her.

Baker took off her underwear, exposing her perfectly smooth pussy. She grabbed the dildo-like thing and squirted lube all over the bulbous end. Then she raised one leg onto a chair. Richard could see how slick she was with juices and he was surprised. He thought
he
was the only one painfully aroused here. Opening herself up, Baker slipped the bulb into her pussy until it wouldn’t go in any deeper.
 

Now he could see what it was. Baker looked like she had a dick. A plastic, purple, humongous dick. She stood with her legs apart and then smiled at Richard.

“Come here.”

Richard stood in front of her, looking down on her small frame.

“Kneel,” she said.

 
He kneeled, now face to face with Baker’s purple dick.

“Suck it,” she said.

Richard hesitated now. He’d never dreamed of sucking cock in his life, let alone a fake one. He wasn’t going to start doing it now.

“I said suck it, worm,” Baker said. Her grip grew tighter on the whip in her hand and the smile left her lips, leaving a frown in their place. Richard looked up at her.

“I...I don’t know how,” he said.

“Are you trying to fuck with me?” she asked. She spoke though her teeth now.

Richard shook his head. “No Mistress.”

“Have you ever fucked a woman?”
 

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You ever had your dick sucked?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Then you know how to suck dick, worm. Now
suck my dick.”
Baker paused after those last three words, enunciating them and smacking Richard with her whip with each one. His skin turned bright red where the whip hit him.

“Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry Mistress,” Richard said. He hurried to put her dick in his mouth, wrapping his hands around its base. He tried to remember all of the times he’d had his dick sucked, but it was hard to remember anything besides the feeling of a warm mouth on his cock.

At first he licked the tip of it, swirling his tongue around the head of her plastic dick. It didn't taste the best, but he found himself getting harder. Richard licked Baker’s dick from its tip to the base and then put his whole mouth over the tip, moving up and down slowly. Baby steps, he thought. This isn’t actually that bad.

Then Baker grabbed his hair and shoved his face down on her cock. It pushed against the back of his throat, making him gag and gasp for air. He struggled against the feeling, but Baker held him there, not letting him off until she was satisfied.

“That’s right, my pet. I’m going to fuck your little virgin mouth,” She said.

Baker grabbed Richard’s hair again and started the pattern. She pushed her cock into him until she pressed down his throat and then she slid out. Each time, she thrusted into his mouth harder because the toy rubbed against her clit while Richard sucked. Baker’s lips were wet from Richard’s saliva and her own juices. Her breathing changed into panting as pleasure started to build up in her pussy.

She pulled out of his mouth.

“I’m sorry I don’t have anything for you to swallow, my little cum-whore. I have something else for you instead,” Baker said. “Turn around.”

Richard turned his back to Baker and she pushed him down until his ass pointed up into the air. He felt her hand on his cheeks, spreading them apart, and nearly jumped when cold lube hit him there.

“What are you doing?” he asked. He barely stopped himself from yelling.

“I was just going to fuck your sweet ass,” she said. Her voice lilted musically with each word.

“I told you before, I’m not into that shit,” Richard said.

“Oh really? Because according to our agreement you’re into whatever shit I say you’re into,” Baker said. “Unless, of course, you’ve decided on a new line of work.”

Richard sighs, remembering how he got into this position in the first place. He’d never be able to work anywhere if she revealed his secret.

“Good pet,” Baker said. “Now, tell me you want me to fuck you.” She pushed the tip of her plastic dick against Richard’s ass and he felt an electric shock that went straight to his balls. It made him catch his breath.

“I want you to fuck me, Mistress,” Richard said.

Baker grabbed his hair, tugging at it until his face was next to hers.
 

“Beg me,” she said. She was close enough that her breath tickled the hairs on his neck.

“Please Mistress,” Richard said. “Please fuck my ass.”

Baker let go of Richard’s hair and pushed him so that his head was down on the floor and his ass was pointed up at her. She rubbed the dildo, slick with lube and saliva, against him for a few moments before pushing in deeper.

Richard moaned. The pressure mounted until all he could think about was the feeling of Baker pushing against him. Then she was in. Richard felt each dip and curve of the dildo filling him up and stretching him more than he’d ever been stretched. It hurt, but it also felt so good. His dick was entirely hard between his legs.

Richard reached to touch himself but Baker hit his hand.

“No one touches that but me, understand?” she said. Baker pushed even deeper into him then, so that he nearly fell over onto the floor. Richard was barely able to gasp a reply.

“Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry Mistress. Please let me cum Mistress,” he said. He was begging her.

“No.”

Baker moved slowly in and out of Richard, pushing her dildo in until it was completely swallowed by his ass. She pulled out of him when pre-cum began to dribble out of his cock and onto the floor.
 

“Please Mistress…”

“What do you want?” Baker asked. She pressed her soft breasts together until her cleavage formed a long line.
 

“You want to fuck my tits?” she asked. Richard could only nod.

“Or maybe you want my little wet pussy?” she asked again. This time she took out her dildo and opened her legs to him. He nodded again.

“What about my tight ass?” She turned around this time, bending over so he could see the full curve of her cheeks. That would be everything Richard dreamed of.

“Well, too bad,” Baker said. She came over to Richard and smacked his hard dick so that it bounced in the air. “You don’t get to cum today. Get dressed and get out of here.”

Richard scrambled to his feet. He took off his collar and put back on his business suit. His erection ached as he stuffed it back into his underwear and pants.
 

Just as he reached for the door, he heard Baker.

“See you tomorrow, pet.”

Richard left without saying goodbye.

He couldn’t think as he made his way out of the office or as he made his way down to the garage in the elevator. But it all hit him once he finally sat all alone in his car.

Fuck, he thought. What did I just agree to? And what does she have planned for tomorrow?

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Ellen Dominick has been writing professionally since 2002. Even though she has written for many newspapers and magazines, Ellen has always had a passion for fiction. So now she is diving into the wild world of erotica.

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