Wrapping Ryan Around Her Finger

Stepping into his office, she saw him staring and consciously licked her lips, he was not even subtle. A far off memory of how much she used to despise him and find him a pig, echoed briefly in her head before being silenced by the voice reminding her, "Oh you always known how to control him, maybe first few days you were here, but he soon learnt you held the power. How could he not you are just the sex, and your skill in the bedroom makes up for any flaws you have in the genitals.". Of course now she remembered, he had turned into obedient little puppy after his first blowjob and though she knew how much it bothered him how attracted he was to an intersex women he still was **** for her. The poor fool could not get over the fact that he was so drawn to a girl with a cock, even if it was smaller than most.

One or few times she had **** him to kiss it, making him beg for her to go on her knees and blow his brains out in most satisfactory way. The power she held over him was such a rush. Of course she always offered encouragement and praise, and he lapped it up. Calling his cock huge and congratulate him on his cumshots. Some girls would have the desire to emasculate him but Michelle had niggling sensation in her mind that it was wrong doing stuff like this to people unless they were in it. Ryan his problems aside was a fuckboy and she was glad to use him.

He did not bother her or annoy her and he benefitted, even if arguably she benefitted more in this fraternization. Ryan, had been silent as she assessed everything mentally but he was clearly growing impatient, "Michelle, do be a dear and stop hanging around the door."

Giggling, she gave quick smirk and nodded, "Sorry, Ryan, just so distracted with thoughts of sucking you off." acting a bimbo was so easy and he was so clueless he did not even realize she was playing him like a violin, "I even dressed myself up for you, but I don't mind if you cum over them, after all I know how wild your cock can get, so messy and delicious."

As per usual he fell, "On your knees, whore, I think we need make something clear."

Going behind his desk, she fell to her knees and looked up tilting her head, "I'll try understand Ryan, but you may need to use small words."

"I often feel like you think you have control in our relationship and it's fucking frustrating."

Michelle nodded immediately, "How can you think that, I dress up for you, I go on my knees and do so much for you, even take extra change of clothing for you knowing you such a messy little boy."

That was the way she worked, she would sneak in disparaging remarks behind the sweet talk, and he so often missed it, "I don't know, there something about you Michelle, I can't put my finger on."

Giving another wicked giggle she licked her lips, "Oh Ryan, Master leave that to me, I'll put more than finger on, I'll put my mouth, tongue and many fingers."

Watching as he seemed to relax, she revelled in victory, such a brainless fool. Despite her inner thoughts she grinned in dopy cheery way, as he unfastened his trousers and pulled out his considerable sized shaft, "Ready slut, and when are you getting the operation, I want to breed you like the utter whore you are."

Pausing, as she went to go in, she looked up wide-eyed, "Oh Master, I need to save the money, but I promise once I have enough will tell you so you christen my new pussy." the voice in his head added, "It's cute how much he think's he's in control. Nepotism is such an awful system, imagine if you were above and it was him begging you? Doesn't that sound like an utter dream?" Honestly, the voice was right, this faux act was boring and to be honest even if she liked controlling Ryan, she wanted something more substantial, maybe even with another girl, Gwen had been staring at a lot more lately and while she knew the receptionist was married few times they spoke, it felt like an unhappy marriage. Ryan was in the end just a means to an end, what end that was, well she still had to work that out.

Although for now, Michelle wanted to make him wait, and politely with a giggle dismissed herself, "Hmmm... I think Ryan I need to step out to fix my Make-up, just have your Receptionist let me back in afterwards, won't be long sweetie."