A beer, and the answer to a burning question.

Though you were not much of a drinker, especially after your power manifested and fake-titted women started throwing themselves at you, a great day like this deserved a beer to cap it off before you went home to your pet slut, and Helena was always great company.

"Cheers!" Both of you say, clanking your bottles against each other. You sit in a comfortable silence, the thoroughly ordinary pub that Helena had chosen blasting classic rock out some old speakers.

"So, boss, I have a question." Helena asks, resting her beer on the table, and you just raise your eyebrows in a gesture for her to go on. "Have you ever given a woman a low grade, like a D or an E?"

"What brought this on?"

"It just that, in all of these months we've been working together, I have never seen you give anyone less than a C so I became curious." Helena answers. "I know I should have asked back in the office, but you were busy getting balls-deep in a line of bimbos."

"Well, it's just that... I never could let them down, you know? I always thought the least I could do to any woman that shows me her tits is to give her a passing score."

That was only a half-truth, because even if you didn't want to disappoint them you were afraid of how people would react to a low grade. Helena, though, believes you wholeheartedly and looks at you in admiration. "You are such a nice man, boss." She says, not a hint of irony in her voice.

The question remains in your mind, though, and whatever Helena blabbers on about goes in one ear and out of the other. Steeling your will, you decide that the next woman that asks for a grade will receive an F, consequences be damned.

Fortunately for you, it doesn't take long for a small brunette to walk up to you. Unfortunately for you, though, she is very cute in a <i>girl-next-door<i> kind of way, with big, brown eyes, wide hips, thick thighs and, of course, huge round tits - a young mother, you deduced. You also deduced Helena had set you up, so you give her your best **** stare before turning your attention to the brunette.

"Hey, the name is John, but you can call me boss." You say, offering her your hand. "And this here is Helena, my secretary that will be severely punished later."

"I'm Alex. Can you grade my tits, please? Or is this a bad time?" She asks, while Helena leans against you, pressing her overfilled saline bags against your back and whispers <i>I can't wait.</i>

"Well, now is as good as time as any."

"Oh my God, thank you so much!" Alex says, and you can tell she is incredibly nervous as she sheds her basic t-shirt and the two sport bras that were necessary to contain her huge rack.

And what a rack it is, her breasts melon-sized and with natural shape, just a little bit of sag in them to jiggle around as she moves. "So? Do you like them? I had surgery only a couple of months ago, because I need to make my OnlyFans explode in popularity, otherwise I can't put food on the table for my baby girl!"

Well, shit. Alex is clearly nervous but excited, has great tits and a sad backstory, which complicates things. Still, you are a man of your word, and if you decided that next woman is going to get an F, an F is what Alex is getting.

"Yeah... those are at best an E. But I have to give you an F, if I'm being honest."

Your words have an immediate, and devastating, effect. You can practically see her soul leave her body as your grade sinks in, tears forming in her eyes. "I'm... I'm sorry..." Alex stammers, holding back . "I'll be going now... You will never see me again..."

Fuck. Worst fears confirmed, you grab Alex by the wrist before she can run out of the pub. "Wait... what if I say there is a way for me to revise your grade?"

"Really?" Alex asks, wiping away the tears in the back of her hand. "What is it?"

"Uhmmm..." Damnit, you should have really thought this through beforehand. "First, you need to... use those tits to get me off."

It wasn't the most creative of ideas, but it did the trick. Alex gets down on her knees and frees your cock from your trousers, smacking it against her hard, large nipples. "I'm gonna give you the best titjob you ever had, boss." She says, acting as if you two were in a room, not out in the open on a dingy pub.

"That's going to be a high barrier to cross..."

Undaunted, Alex wraps her pillowy tits around your shaft and looks up with pure lust on her eyes. She not so much as spits on your cock as let thick strands of drool drip down unto her cleavage to provide some lubrication. "Give your cum to me, boss... I want to feel your hot cum on my skin!"

There is a desperation in the way she jerks you off with her tits that makes your toes curl in pleasure. "C'mon, boss... don't hold back... I can feel you throbbing between my big tits... and it's making me so horny..."

Though you don't know how much of her words are true and how much is the well-practiced speech of a hoe, there is no doubt that the thrill of public sex, even if the crowd doesn't pay any mind to you, combined with her dirty talk and the heavenly feel of her boobs has you on the edge and you give her a nice pearl necklace after a good dozen minutes of intense titfucking.

"That's so hot, boss... I love milking big cocks like yours with my huge, fake tits..." Alex purrs, using your jizz as a lotion and rubbing it lewdly on her bosom. "Mmm... now that you've made me all horny, are you going to fuck my wet pussy? Or my tight little asshole?"

It was obvious Alex was fishing for a reaction, and normally you would have her bent over the table in a second, but seeing the desperation in which she stared up at you was stirring a slightly sadistic side in you. You stay silent for a few minutes, making the topless slut get visibly nervous.

"Say something, damnit!" She hisses through gritted teeth, breaking character before recomposing herself. "I mean..."

"Convince me to fuck you and I'll give you an A." You say, interrupting her.

All the cards on the table, it seems that a weight is lifted from her shoulders and Alex stands up, smiling wickedly. "That has never been a problem for me, boss. And, I know what kind of woman you like."

"And what is that?"

"The submissive sluts." Alex said, running her fingernails through your chest, licking her lips. "I can be the sluttiest, most submissive woman you have ever known."

You can practically feel Helena rolling her eyes you, but you pay the MILF no mind. "Show me."

Alex gets down on her knees, softly speaking about how she is a good little bitch that is going to earn her boss' cock. She tugs on your leg, and it takes a while before you understand what she wants. You raise one leg, so that Alex can gently pull one of your shoes and socks off.

Never having been a foot fetish kind of guy, getting your toes licked by a hot woman is actually a first for you, even in this debauched lifestyle you got going on. The physical sensation wasn't doing anything for you, but goddamn if the sheer obscenity wasn't making your dick rock-hard.

The slut even took great care to put your sock and shoe back on before moving on to the other feet. Alex began masturbating frantically, as if trying to show you just how much of perverted whore she was.

It was definitely working, and you pull your cock out, waving it around like a treat before a dog. "You are almost there, Alex..."

Sensing the opportunity, Alex gets on all-fours, pushing her own jeans down her thighs and showing off her wet quim. "I'm so ready for you, boss... do what you want to me... "

Alex had not proved to be the sluttiest or most submissive woman you had ever met, and a more patient man could've probably made her debase herself even further, but your hard dick demanded immediate attention. "Get on your back, slut. I wanna see those puppies bounce as I fuck you."

Her eyes gleaming, Alex shed what little clothing she had left before obeying you. After teasing her some more by grinding your prick against the warm, wet entrance of her pussy before finally plunging deep into her core. With one hand you **** her slightly, the other holding onto her waist.

Moaning and screaming hoarsely, Alex tightened around your shaft as you made her huge rack wobble on her chest. Her orgasm was powerful, a toe-curling, knee-weakening, affair that made her even more gorgeous in your eyes. Grunting like a caveman, you get Alex on the ground, face-down in the dirty and ass in the air.

"Oh fuck yeah, boss... fill my ass..." Alex shouted, now that she was able to talk freely again. "It feels so good, boss... you are going to make your little submissive slut cum again with your big dick... ohh fuuuck I'M CUMMING!"

"Take my load, whore!" You shout, and this time there is no holding back. You fill her bowels with your hot seed, and you kneel beside her to give her a chance to clean your filthy dick with her mouth, which she happily obliges.

"I'm a man of my word." You say. "You have certified grade A tits."

"As for you..." You turn to Helena, delighting in watching her smile disappear. "I've decided on your punishment."