Chapter 11
by 
Yelawolf
Do I tell him about sucking Kofi's cock?
Yes, go over all of it
"Sir, I suck Kofi's cock." I say timidly.
"Wait." His response came without hesitation. "Did Kofi come into your mouth, you little slut?" My heart fluttered for a moment, wondering just how my boss wanted to know.
I clear my voice. "Yeah... and I did a bad thing." I bite my lip feeling odd.
"You swallow his spunk? Missy that's pretty dirty. Did you get an urge to blow a load after? Haha"
"No, but I was turned on when he used my throat," I say a little embarrassed. Not wanting to discuss this my boss.
He had the phone on speaker, stroking his dick to my sexual adventure within the cult as he spoke. "Be the dirty bitch I know you are, Missy. Show this cult who's a real slut, get the Messiah in bed, and do whatever he wants." He had his palm around his shaft, slapping the heavy underside against his abdomen with every word. "Suck them fuck them, then drain them of all information. Get me a huge bust."
I blushed on the other end, not believing my superior was doing this right now. "Y-yes sir." I could hear his balls slapping against the bottom of his palm.
"That's a good girl. And don't worry. I'll deal with Kristen if she ever comes to find you. Your girlfriend will be in good hands." He gave his word before hanging up while cumming.
I ended the call blushing. How am I supposed to feel about him calling me a 'good girl'? My boss always was a dirty bastard. But this, he is a downright horny perverted bastard for doing this.
Morning, after a great dreamless sleep, I woke up the following morning with my naked body stretched out on the soft and spacious mattress, feeling refreshed, relaxed, and well-rested after all the wild events from yesterday. I get a knock on my door.
