The Naughty Boss!

A week later I appeared in the C.E.O's office dressed in business wear, trailing a buxom secretary.

Eric was the C.E.O of my company, a good and loyal man, who ran my affairs from the top and allowed me the anonymity I required. He greeted me warmly, I explained the situation, and what was required.

Half an hour later there was a knock on the door, and a head peered round.

"Hello?"

He was greeted with the sight of an open office, on the 124th floor with an amazing view.

Eric moved forward. Come on in, I don't bite.

He moved into the room and saw me off to one side, Cara wasn't in the room, I was wearing a rather frumpy nurses outfit, more realistic than sexy, I wasn't looking at him I was working on a medical looking chair.

Eric sold a story of a physical for an upcoming promotion, and I pulled a couple of privacy screens around as he signed an "NDA", he stripped and stood with me behind a privacy screen, naked, holding himself.

"Shy?"

"Yes, a bit!"

"Don't be, I'm just here to test a new implant, all top shelf gear, we just need to test for backwards compatibility."

"Okay."

"Put your hands at your sides."

He did, and showed a growing member.

"Hmm, that's nice. Good to see a healthy libido."

"Uh, I, tha-"

"That's a perfectly natural, a biological response to being naked around a woman, especially if uniforms turn you on, and you have an okay penis, not too small."

"Uh, er . . ."

"Look I see a lot of naked men in my line of work, you have an above average size, but not the biggest, sorry."

He put his hands forward again.

"Oh Come on, don't be shy, you know what they say: not the size, and something about how you use it, or something, you could be a sex god with that if you take your time with women, come on."

He put his hands back at his sides.

"Come on then, sit down, if you're good I may put something around that cock."

He hesitantly sat on the chair and reclined into it.

I pulled the straps over and secured him, tightly to the chair, it was like a dentists chair, with a footrest that allowed for the legs to be spread.

He didn't have many questions until I injected him with something, then his cock flopped limp, flaccid, then trapped it in a cock cage. Then he began to babble questions, until he saw Cara in a leather bustier, sitting down next to him, then he shut up.

Eric put his head round: "Also, I'd like you to meet my boss the owner of this entire company." He pointed at me. "I think it'll be best to just call her 'Mistress' just don't get funny ideas like making a deal for release, or being feisty, or anything."

Eric nodded at me and went back to work.

Oh . . . kay! His eyes were darting back and forth, Me, Cara, Me, Cara.

Cara unbuttoned my nurses outfit, as I attached a humbler to my new slaves balls laying it across his thighs, so his balls were lifted and exposed.

I took Cara's chastity belt off, the time lock had hit zero the night before, but I'd left it on.

"Now then, my assistant here is going to ride your face, while whipping your balls, so bring her to a good orgasm, and quickly, so the pain can stop."

Cara slipped her leg over, and smothered him with her pussy, settled herself down. I handed her a crop, she took it, and held it between her fingertips, and started tapping his exposed balls.

His neck moved as he started licking frantically.

I reached out and flicked a ball, hard, the resulting scream came out muffled, and it caused a vibration that shocked Cara in a good way, I did it again a few seconds later, and Cara soon came, hard.

"You are hereby demoted to the cleaning team, Sally will keep you out of trouble."

I put him, naked on a private elevator that whisked him down to the basement level where a welcome committee was waiting for him.

As soon as the elevator doors slid shut, I took Cara to my office, that was up a level, and opulently furnished, we settled down on a plush sofa facing an enormous screen that I switched on just in time to see Sally's cleaning team of about 8 women with rope, grab a naked guy off the elevator and hogtied and dragged him away.

I flicked the view to Sal's office and the sound came on just in time to get a front row seat to some of the finest retribution screwing.

The women tied him down, spread him out, gagged him, and lubed his ass.

All of the women took some strapons from a box with some cleaning supply name on the side.

It was a lucky dip, all of them pulled one at random, and then lined up in order of size, then the smallest cock started first, reaming, but Sally had the largest.

They were all double headed, and they all got an orgasm off the reaming.

Then Sal's turn came.

She placed a bundle on the desk in his view, and pulled it open, to show an enormous rubber studded cock. She pulled it on, and walked behind him, out of view, he started to thrash and protest, she patted him on the buttocks.

"Calm down, save your strength . . . you're gonna need it!" She slid in all the way, and then started humping HARD!

His muffled cries blended into a single, oscillating cry of: "MMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmmMMMMmm"

I tapped Cara and she turned to see me naked, wearing the same cock Sal had on, and her implants overlaid a text box, over the cock:

Dildo Of Awesome Orgasms!

Requirements,

To Wear: Mistress!

To Ride: Exotic Dance! Status: ****, Naked, Cuffed!

I was casually holding a set of long chain cuffs, and watching the show.

Cara took the cuffs out of my relaxed hand, stood in front of me and started to strip seductively, I updated the overlay with green text as she fulfilled the requirements.

She toyed with the cuffs like a stripper with a feather boa, she finished by holding one cuff between her tits, and sliding her wrist into it, and she pushed the jaw closed by licking it, while keeping her eyes fixed on mine.

She did the same with the other cuff, and dropped to her knees, she placed a hand on each of my feet, and stroked up my legs, and licked the tip of the cock, as her hands travelled upwards.

"You may, my ****!"

She grinned with glee and, danced her way forward, gyrating her hips over the cock, I reached up put a collar round her throat, and pulled her closer, she put her hands on my tits, I put her cuff chain between my teeth, and held her leash.

She didn't see a robotic arm descend from the ceiling, as its hand changed to a crane-like hook.

She took a breath an dropped, impaling herself on the massive cock.

As soon as she was all the way down I lifted the cuff chain and put it on the hook, and then she was presented for me hanging from her wrists as my "cock" was deep inside her, she took a second to catch up and then smiled.

"You are going to ride, and put on a show for me, ****."

She was a picture where she was, her little, shy smile and large breasts were a pleasure to have in my lap.

She twisted her hips out then in, and again, and again, then faster and faster.

She put her feet on the floor and started to hump up and down, and her tits followed her body, slapping up and down.

She moaned, I slapped my hands down on her tits and helped her hump me as I started to cum.

Nnneh.

Ahhh.

oh

Oh!

OH!

OOOOHH!

MMMMHHH!

YEAH!

UHHH!

OOHHYEEAARRHHHH

We came together.

The arm lifted her off of the cock and I unstrapped it and pulled it out and off.

Cara was floating away.

What's going on?

"Dirty sluts need to be cleaned, you are getting a wash"

And she got the best wash of her life.

Behind a transparent wall robotic arms gave her a thorough scrubbing, all over, the water got hotter and hotter before drying her, and sliding her into a latex suit.

I brushed her hair and put it in a ponytail, she put her business clothes back on and went to work.

I turned to look at the view.