The Party of the Higher-Ups

Before now, the worst stretch Destiny has put David through was a mere fifteen minute of this disgusting stream. Between the dressing and the talking with Sarah and getting onto the subway- that time had almost quadrupled, with no sign of it ending. Last time it was just about getting David to go to somewhere. This time it was all about Destiny, David wasn’t invited. Who knows how long this would last? What if Destiny’s night is successful? Like it’s inexplicably been every other night. What is success to Destiny? What did that mean for David?

Halfway through the train ride, Destiny had already given his number to 3 separate guys insisting that they should “call anytime, because I’m now free to get what I want” so Destiny seemed pretty adamant about doing this to David in the future?

Ninety minutes into the stream of cum flowing through David’s mouth, Destiny finally made it to the party and Steve navigated her inside.

“Destiny! Glad you could make it! Where’s David?”

On one hand, David was happy that SOMEONE finally inquired about him, on the other- it was most unfortunate that the man he worked with everyday for three years couldn’t recognize him.

“We called off our engagement” Destiny said.

“Oh?” Steve said with a hint of excitement.

“Yeah, it was good for the time being.” Destiny continued, “I don’t regret the time we spent together. He helped me to discover myself and my abilities. But, for now, I just want to be free. Rest assured, the two of us will remain very *close*” she said while thrusting her hips slightly to poke David’s throat as a secret message to him. That she was always aware of his desire to be free of her and never intended on that to happen. And now that she’s got him here- he’s stuck with her.

“That’s great,” Steve said, “Nothing against David, but I always thought you could do better. What made you want out?”

Destiny looked into Steve’s eyes and said, “it was the night you and your girlfriend broke up. I guess I realized I could do better too.”

Destiny used David’s fingers to graze against Steve’s until he held David’s hands in his.

“Give me a break,” David thought. The notion of listening to these two talk was almost as bad as what he was having to consume.

“Hey! Destiny! I just thought of something! There’s someone I want you to meet.”

Steve led Destiny over to a face David recalled but couldn’t remember.

“Hey Lance! There’s a special lady I want you to meet. Lance this is Destiny. Destiny this is Lance.”

“My my! Aren’t you a pretty little thing!” Lance said with celebrated surprise.

“Thank you, sir. I certainly try.”

“And modest and eager, too” he said as though he were checking off virtues from a list.

“I just thought she might be of use to your team,” Steve said.

“I can see why you brought her to me. I can definitely see someone of her caliber as a manager in my department.”

David was so shocked by this notion, that he choked what Destiny was feeding him. He had spent the last three years trying to prove his worth to be considered for that job, only for his dick to get it instead.

“That would be great, sir! Thank you! I promise not to let you down.”

“One thing you should know is that the job comes with an assistant, so keep an eye out for who you would want to act as your assistant. I know a few people if you need a referral.”

“That won’t be necessary,” Destiny joyfully said, “I think I know just the person I want.” She gave another hip thrust, sending another message to David.

“Oh really? Who?”

“David”

“David? The one that works with Steve?”

“That’s the one.”

“He might be a little overqualified for that role, Destiny. Like I said, he was nearly considered for the role as well. Your assistant will just be helping you with phone calls and appointments, basic administrative work. I don’t think he would be open to that role over what he has now.”

“Make him,” Destiny replied, “Strong arm him. Transfer him with out informing him. Do whatever you need to do. There is no better person I can think of that knows who they’re working for. And I need him working for me.”

“I like your style,” Lance said, “I don’t even need to wait for our interview to get started on paperwork. The job and the assistant is yours. He’s still on contract, so we’ll have our lawyers look into how we can make this happen for you. See you on Monday!”

“Thank you, Lance!” Destiny said, “thank you so much, Steve! If it’s okay with the two of you, i have to run to the ladies room.”

“Go right ahead, Destiny!” Lance said while pointing her in the direction.

She walked in and immediately looked into the mirror, once again acquainting David with his new form.

“How about that, David?” Destiny asked as she strutted closer to it, “it looks like I’m your boss now. So I expect a little bit less lip when I tell you to do something. That’s right, David. You belong to me now.