Femdom session

"Now, take off all of your clothes," Susan continued as Carla went and locked the door.

David hesitated.

"David, we hold all the cards here," she said. "You can either play along with us and we take some of your power, or I start hitting send and take everything...your job, your wife and your freedom."

He stood and started unbuttoning his jacket.

"No no no, come around to this side of the desk and make it fun," Susan ordered. "Put on a show for us."

David's face was blood red, but he complied. He moved around to the front of the desk and started a half-assed attempt at a strip show. Despite what he had done to me and other women, it was somewhat enjoyable because he was a good looking man.

Soon he stood naked in front of us, trying to hide a chubby behind his hand. The rest of his body was impressive for a man his age. David clearly spent some time in the gym when he wasn't perving on young women.

"Nice," Susan said. "For all the girls you made get on their knees for you and beg for a job, David, I want you to get on your knees and beg for your life. Beg me to let you keep your job, your freedom and your wife."

"Please, let me keep my life," he said, dropping to his knees. "I promise I won't do it again."

"That's a good start. But first, from now on you will call me Goddess because whatever you have when you leave this room you will have because I let you have it. Do you understand?"

"Yes...Goddess," he said reluctantly, but then he seemed to grasp the situation. "My sweet and generous Goddess, please allow me to keep my life."

"Very good," Susan told him. She repositioned herself in the chair and raised her skirt to reveal her pussy. "Now you have to 'scratch my back' Davy."

This time the HR manager didn't hesitate, he dove face first into my wife's pussy. She looked at me and smiled. He apparently was more than a blowjob loving perv, because almost immediately she moaned in pleasure. Susan gently placed a hand on his head and held him in place as he worshipped her pussy to a quick orgasm.

"Very good, Davy," she said after climaxing. Gently she pushed him away.

"Thank you...uh...Goddess."

"But I am not the one who was wronged here, am I?" Susan asked. "Now you have to pay the same respect to Johnna."

"But Goddess, I..."

"Don't forget that I own you," Susan said. "Crawl over to her and pay her back for the favor she did you."

He crawled from Susan's chair to mine, then flipped up my skirt to reveal my panties. My hard cock was already stretching against the fabric and I could see the panic and disgust cross his face.

"You know what to do, Davy."

His hands were shaking as he reached up and freed my cock from my panties. I thought I saw tears in the corner of his eyes as he stared at it.