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Good morning, my corporate slut.
As I think of your upcoming tasks today, I want to assure you that I am not punishing you. It might seem so, the way you are about to be treated, but really, that’s not the case. I simply have a passion that consumes me, and part of that passion includes you surrendering to the ultimate acts of humiliation, objectification and lust. Of course, I am the one enjoying the lust, and you, my slut, are simply a toy.
It became clear to me last week that your cock is completely inadequate. Your penis, if you could even call it that, is absolutely useless to me. I’ve even considered eventually getting rid of it, or at least, having you wearing such tight panties daily that your former cock is never even visible. Maybe I will have a special device created that will eliminate it almost completely, keeping it taped and tucked between your legs for an eternity.
Because your useless dick means nothing to me, I’ve decided that what I need is a real man. You are indeed a wonderful corporate slut, with the ability to lick ass, worship pussy, and dress up in the prettiest, nastiest outfits for my amusement. But when it comes to pleasuring a woman with your cock, it’s almost comical. I have no use for your dick. Plain and simple. It may as well shrivel up and disappear. I can assure you, it will never be close my pussy again.
But women have needs. I have strong, sexual needs. And I will continue to enjoy the pleasures of being fucked. To make this abundantly clear and make sure you are fully aware of your new role as my “bitch,” I am going to enjoy being fucked on your desk, in your office, while you sit sucking on a dildo in your pink thong, pathetic, useless, and humiliated.
I’m going to be fucked by a real man, with a huge cock and a fine body, as you are possibly hogtied, a dildo up your ass (vibrating – loudly), a cock gag in your mouth, in full lingerie, possibly wearing lipstick (smeared, nastily, all over your face). As I feel his thickness pounding my pussy, I will be able to look over at you and smile, telling you how good it feels to have a real cock inside of me, rather than your sorry excuse for a pencil dick. In fact, I might even give my man a visual, holding up a pencil on your desk, the shortest, stubbiest one I could find, and tell him that’s about all you have.
(As added humiliation, I might have you take that short, stubby pencil around the office and use it in front of every woman that works there, and when you hear her snickering and looking at it, you will wonder, with good reason, if I told each and every one of them about the size of your manhood and why I compare it to the smallest pencil in your drawer.)
Yes, you will suffer through the humiliation later today as I bring my big, built man in a business suit and we enter your office as if to conduct a business meeting. You’ll have to exchange pleasantries with him as I close and lock the door, then you are to immediately drop to your knees and open your mouth wide, ready to accept. You may be accepting the large cock gag, or I may make you accept his large, thick dick, as part of your training. You will then have to strip out of your clothes to reveal your pink lingerie set – pink panties and pink bra, as my man unzips his pants and I take out his large, throbbing cock.
You will be so humiliated when you see the size of this. “This is what a real cock looks like,” I will tell you. And you’ll see the excitement in my eyes, you will know how turned on I am as I hold it, fondle it, and watch it grow. You’ll be so humiliated and envious, seeing how powerful it looks. I might even guide him over and slap you in the face with it a few times, smirking at you, before making you assume the position on all fours to accept it in your mouth should I want you to prep him. It might be quite enjoyable to watch you go down on a real cock as I slip out of my skirt and stockings, recline on your desk with my legs open wide, reach down and prepare my wet pussy for a good fucking.
You, though, will have to remain there on the floor, helpless, as he fucks me. You’ll be able to watch longingly as his strong hips move with each thrust, and I will enjoy looking at your sad, envious eyes as you see what real pleasure I get from a good fuck. Most of all, I will tell you how good it feels, exclaiming how thick and hard he is, and how good it is to have a cock that fills me up (as compared to your little stubby pencil).
Do not be sad, though, my slave. You see, this further clarifies your role as my “bitch.” As my bitch, you get to take care of my most important needs. You get to take care of my daily happiness and amusement, and you get to service me only with your tongue. Some times, by licking my ass. Other days, by sucking my toes or licking my feet. On good days, you get to worship my pussy. You may not get to fuck me, but you get to worship my feet – and maybe you will be able to kiss my delicate feet as they dangle off the table during my good fuck; maybe, if you are a good little observant bitch, you can kiss them instead of being gagged with the big, thick cock gag.
If you behave yourself like a good, attentive slut during my real fucking, maybe I will let you crawl to me and suck the cum juice right out of my pussy. I will bring you closer as he draws near to climax, and depending on my mood, I may let him cum inside me or I may make him pull out and cum on your face as you watch. What a nice end to an afternoon fuck, either way. I can watch him shoot the entire load all over your sissy face, or I can let him cum inside me and then lock you into my pussy collar to make you clean it out as he puts his clothes back on.
Oh, don’t forget, though. You WILL have to clean his dick off, first. After all, it’s the closest you will get to a real cock.
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
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