He Fucks Her Brains Out, In More Than One Way

I had barely sat down at the office when John showed up. "Morning, Ashley," he said, and I could once again hear the smirk in his voice.

"Morning, master," I said quietly. "How may I serve you today?"

"Meet me at the restroom in five minutes," he said and left.

I looked around, making sure no-one could overhear. It was still early, so the place was pretty quiet. I waited a couple of minutes before I got up and left my cubicle. I headed straight to the restroom. As I got there John was waiting by the door, looking around, and as he noticed me he opened the door to the men's restroom and gestured for me to follow him.

Once inside he immediately locked his mouth on mine and started kissing me. I could feel his erection pressing against me through his pants. Of course I kissed him back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself against him, letting him feel the curves of my body, his body. He slid his hands down and squeezed my ass. I moaned into his mouth, doing my best to display the appropriate amount of lust. However, when he found his way under my skirt, and his hands were reaching up under my panties, he couldn't help but notice my lack of arousal. "You're not turned on?" he asked and pulled away from the kiss, sounding surprised and a bit disappointed.

What was I supposed to say? I would have jumped out the window if that's what he had wanted me to do. I would spread my legs for him, or anyone else he wanted me to, without hesitation. But there was no denying it, I wasn't turned on. "If you give me a moment, master, I can probably get myself wet for you," I mumbled, my cheeks red from embarrassment at my inability to provide the service he had asked of me.

He shook his head. "No, no," he said. "I want you to be turned on. That's different." He seemed a bit frustrated as he paused, thinking.

"I don't know what..." I started but was interrupted.

"Be horny for my cock!" he barked at me. "I want you to be dripping wet and **** to get me inside you."

Surely this wasn't going to... I was about to argue, when I felt it. It was so easy to obey him, so natural. Why was I arguing? It made no sense. Suddenly my body was flooded with arousal. I looked down and saw his cock tenting his pants, and my brain exploded in fireworks of lust. "Holy fuck," I gasped and looked up at him. "I want you so bad, Master." I was panting. I could feel my pussy suddenly getting soaked with desire.

"Holy shit," he gasped, looking stunned for a moment before I moaned so hard he had to put his hand over my mouth to shut me up. "Be quiet," he hissed, the command once again flowing through my mind like a cleansing fire.

I opened my mouth and licked and sucked on his fingers, moaning softly at the taste. I felt like an animal in heat, my entire existence focused on my burning desire for his cock. "Fuck me," I begged. "Please master, I need you inside me."

He chuckled and pushed his hand between my legs, rubbing my soaking pussy. "Damn, you're dripping, Ashley." I moaned at his touch, my body shaking and trembling, my legs weak. I couldn't even think straight. "You're such a dirty slut, aren't you?" he asked.

I nodded, whimpering, **** to have him.

He grinned and grabbed my skirt, pulling it down along with my panties. They pooled around my ankles and he stepped back and started to unbuckle his belt, eyeing me. I followed his every movement, my mouth watering with desire and anticipation. As his pants fell down along with his underwear and I saw his hard, throbbing cock standing at attention, I almost jumped out of my skin. I needed him. Now. "Master, please," I whispered, my voice trembling.

He pushed me up against the wall of the restroom and lifted my leg, struggling to find the right position for a moment before he finally entered me with a deep stroke. The sudden penetration made me cry out in pleasure, but his previous command was seemingly still in full ****, and the sound that came out of my mouth was just a whimper. I didn't care. He started fucking me, pounding his cock deep into my pussy, and I didn't care about anything but him, my master, and his glorious cock.

"Every time I thrust into you... cum for... me... harder than you ever have, bitch!" he said, punctuating every word with a hard thrust.

Like in slow motion, I felt myself falling into the most powerful orgasm as his dick hit the bottom of my pussy. I didn't even have time to process what had happened when the next wave of pleasure hit me in the time it took him to pull back, only to have his cock impale me once more. I was cumming harder than I'd ever done, screaming silently, unable to control my body as it jerked and twitched at the intense pleasure.

He was fucking me harder and harder, and I came again, and again, and again, the orgasms stacking on top of each other like an avalanche of pleasure. He was grunting and groaning, and finally he stiffened, pushing himself as deep inside me as he could as he shot his load. My body was shaking and trembling, and it took me a while to realize that the intense orgasms were not coming anymore.

Yet, as we both fell into the ground, my eyes landed on his deflated cock, covered in my juices and his semen, and the sight was enough to reignite the fire in my mind. "Again... Please... I need your cock," I whimpered. "I need it inside me. Please, master." I crawled over to him, my legs barely carrying me after the **** they had endured. "Please, master, I'll do anything," I begged.

"Fuck, you really don't take my commands lightly, do you, bitch?" he said as he was catching his breath. He laughed. "Stop being horny for my cock. Stop obeying any command I've given you since we got here."

The fog of lust in my mind lifted almost immediately, and I was left gasping on the floor next to him. "Holy shit, master," I whispered. "That was insane."

He grinned and got to his feet. "I guess I really have to watch what I say, huh?" he said and chuckled. "But damn, that was hot. You're so fucking sexy, Ashley. You have no idea how long I've been fantasizing about doing this with you."

"I'm all yours now, master," I said, still panting. "I'll do whatever you tell me to, whenever you want."

"Ain't that the truth," he said and grinned. "From now on, always be horny for me, and only me, wanting to please me, but keep it reasonable. I don't want it to be too distracting for you."

I nodded. "Yes, of course, master." I looked down at his cock, already feeling the desire stirring.

"So... Be as horny as you can without it stopping you from functioning properly."

My pussy clenched and my nipples hardened as the arousal flooded my mind. "Thank you, master," I whispered, already eager for his touch.