Yes

Trembling Sandra’s hand reaches out for the color, never breaking eye contact with her boss. She wraps the collar around her neck, sliding the end through the buckle and pulls it until it is snug. The look in his eyes is almost predatory as she realizes that the hole that it wants to go in to would make it loose, so she pulls harder and buckles it. The tightness of the collar presses in to her skin slightly, but isn’t so tight that she can’t breathe. Once the collar is in place she breaks eye contact by dropping her head and slips off the sofa and on to her knees.

Frank steps closer and pets the top of her hair, “Good slut. Now strip, but don’t get off your knees.” Sandra pulls the t-shirt over her head, causing her breasts to bounce and tosses it on to the sofa. She wiggles out of her skirt and tosses it on top of her shirt. “Fuck. You are more beautiful than I imagined.” He places a finger under her chin and lifts her head until she is looking at his crotch. “You know what good little sluts do, right?”

Sandra swallows hard, unzips his pants and pulls them down. She can see his erection straining against his boxers. She pulls the elastic down to expose the head. She knew it was thick from before, but now that it was right in front of her, she wondered if she felt intimated by the thickness. She leans in and kisses the tip, feeling the pre-cum that had gathered on the tip against her lips. She pulls his boxers down and wraps one hand around his girth as she uses his pre-cum like lipstick. She leans back slightly and licks her lips and then the tip of his cock, tasting him for the first time. She feels his hand against the top of her head and she opens her mouth and takes the head of his cock between her lips.

“Oh gawd yes. That’s a good slut.” Sandra whimpers with the slight encouragement and takes him deeper in to her mouth, her jaw stretching to the unaccustomed thickness of his cock. She can almost feel the tip of his cock touch the back of her mouth before she pulls back. He slaps her face lightly, “Come on slut. Show me that you can suck a cock.” Sandra gasps around his cock in shock as she feels the sting of the slap. She places her hands on his flabby ass and takes him deep in to her mouth again, this time she can feel his cock push against the back of her mouth. She keeps him there for a few moments before pulling back and diving on to his cock again. ”That’s better slut. You’ll learn how to suck my cock yet.”

Sandra can’t remember the last time Josh talked to her like this and while a small part of her felt the degradation, it mostly turned her on. She snakes a hand down his leg and then between her legs as she bobbed her head up and down his thick cock. She moaned as her fingers found her dripping pussy and her swollen clit. A hard slap brings her off his cock and she looks up at him with ruined makeup.

“Who told you that you could touch yourself? Did I slut?”

“N..n…no sir.” She quickly removes her hand and puts it back on to his butt.

“No I didn’t. Now get back to sucking my cock. If I see you touching your cunt again I’m going to tie your hands behind your back and use your mouth as I wish.” Sandra opens her mouth wide and takes him deeper than before, gagging on his cock. She fucks her mouth with it as she wishes that she could touch her throbbing clit. Frank starts to thrust his hips in to her mouth and his cock starts to swell. “That’s it slut. I’m going to cum in your mouth and I want you to swallow it all.” Sandra squirms in torment. Digging her nails in to his soft ass she drives his cock as far in to her mouth as she can just as the first pulse of cum erupts from his cock. She sucks and swallows as hard and fast as she can hoping that if she can take it all that she will be able to get some relief.

She sucks past when his cock stops throbbing, trying to get every single drop. He lets go of the light hold he had on her head and she sits on her heels, looking at his spit and cum covered cock. She takes a couple breathes before attacking it again, licking and sucking it clean.

Frank sits heavily on the sofa and looks at her. “God you are such a fucking slut. Hand me your phone.” She does and he takes a picture of her. “See.” He shows her the picture and she is naked, legs splayed drool on her tits. Her lipstick is smeared and her mascara running. She looks like someone from porn. “Don’t delete that. I’ll want to see that on Monday.”

“Yes sir.” Her throat sore and raw from the punishment that she gave it. She then notices that his cock has barely softened.

Frank follows her gaze and chuckles. “You did good, but you didn’t drain me.” I’ll give you three options. You can get dressed, go home now and do whatever you want. Maybe even fuck your husband. You can climb up her, straddle my cock and fuck yourself on it until you are sated, probably go home with a cunt full of my cum. Or you can come in to my guest room and I’ll strap you in to a fucking machine. You’ll can get fucked by that until I think that you have had enough while I jerk off and cum all over your body and send you home looking like the slut you are.