Spiking the Boss's Coffee

Anna hadn't been masturbating for long, when the door swung open, but her new cock had cum twice already. She tried to **** her smile into a blush as she scrambled to cover her small dick.

The man, not as bad looking as she had been expecting, stared directly at her crotch, smiling at whatever glimpse he had gotten, or at watching her get embarrassed.

"I'm sorry," Anna said, "I didn't hear you knock."

"Don't worry about it," he said casually, "I was just checking in on our newest employee." He didn't turn his head until she was done getting dressed again. "But it looks like you're settling in."

"Y-yes." Anna said, forcing herself to stutter and look down. She could actually see his dick pressing against his pants. Like Leisha had said, he wanted to feel powerful, which meant he wanted her to feel weak.

"Good, good. Hey, could you do me a favor? I've got to head back to work, but could you grab me a coffee from the breakroom?"

Anna nodded, "Yes, s-sir." It was a little too far, but he smiled as she scurried out.

She found the breakroom poured him a cup of coffee, but on the way to his office, Anna ducked back into her room. She drank around half of the coffee in a few gulps, and then grabbed the two small bottles of her cum, and dumped both into the cup. She stirred for a second or two, but mostly it collected at the bottom. It was okay, she decided, by the time he tasted it, it would be too late.

She took the cup to his office, and knocked politely.

"Come in," he said, and Anna walked in to see...