And the biggest black cock you have ever seen, nestled around my hips in a sweet leather strap on harness. A big cock right in your face. Ready to be sucked.
Everything Counts
Good morning, my corporate bitch.
This morning when I called you, demanding of my time with you, I was frustrated when you had to rush me off the phone to meet with your secretary.
Since when is she more important than I am? I already had a bad morning, and then you did that to me. There is something I must make clear to you. I COME FIRST. I come first, or you don’t “cum” at all. I am sure whatever she needed could have waited five minutes until a proper goodbye was giving to your Mistress.
This is what you need to practice saying, slut boy. “Excuse me. I need five minutes to wrap up this phone call. Would you kindly shut my door and I’ll be out in a moment? Thank you.”
See, that was easy, wasn’t it?
When we hung up, I thought of a devilish way to get back at you. And this will happen someday, let me promise you. I want you to imagine what I am about to tell you. And imagine it with your trousers pulled down resting around your ankles, with your door OPEN. And hope she does not come in, walk around your desk as she does quite often, and ask you a question. You better pray upon your own BALL SAC she does not do that.
Read this, with your cock in your hand. And if you are hard by the time you finish it (hell, a whore like you? You are probably hard right now!), you have to jerk off into your coffee cup and drink it in your coffee. Every drop of it.
This is what I will do to you one day. I am not going to tell you when, but you will know.
I will show up at your office unannounced, and tell your secretary that I must meet with you for a brief appointment. She will check your calendar and see that it is not scheduled, so she will check with you. The name I will give her is “Miss Sadie Benz” (get it? Say it. Say it three times fast, out loud. Ahh, get it, slut?)
Entering your plush office, you will see I am in fine leather boots to the knee, a long sexy trenchcoat, and a leather briefcase. You are to stand and close the door, but not until you say to your secretary, “Give me 15 minutes alone, please. I am expecting a call from a Miss Anita Mennit, if she calls, interrupt me immediately.”
Shut the door. Do not lock it.
Then you are to take your place where you belong. That is, under the desk.
Yes, under the desk. Right under the desk, crawling on hands and knees in your suit and tie. Crawl under the desk, and position yourself there between my slightly open legs. I’ll open the trench coat to reveal a very, very short skirt. Thigh-high stockings.
And the biggest black cock you have ever seen, nestled around my hips in a sweet leather strap on harness. A big cock right in your face. Ready to be sucked.
The boots, I must add, have 5-inch spiked heels. Very, very dangerous. One will feel even more dangerous as it is pressed into your bulging crotch to urge you on. To…encourage you to go to work.
I will casually go through the items on your desk. Bored perhaps. Yawning. Dallying with your ruler, your pen cup, your paperclip tray. Flicking pieces of paper off. Opening and closing file folders, tossing them aside. Pressing buttons on your phone, flipping through your rolodex.
All while you suck my dick.
Hitting speakerphone on your desk phone. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Me dialing a call. Someone picking up on the other end. “MissBlue? It’s Akasha.”
“Miss Akasha! How are you!? WHERE are you!?”
And you will wonder, can the people in the hall HEAR THIS???
Then I turn up the speakerphone a little higher, even. “Miss Blue, I am in Denver. I have a Vice President under a desk sucking my dick.”
“A vice president!?” She would exclaim. “A vice president of WHAT!?” and that contagious MissBlue laugh.
“A vice president of COCK SUCKING apparently. I’d put him on, but he has his mouth full at the moment.”
Then I’d put the phone down, taking it off speaker, so she can hear you slurp, slurp, slurping.
The best part, though, though, would be the final blow to you. As you are going down on my big latex cock, and you notice now that I am masturbating at the same time, I’d add to MissBlue, quietly on the phone now, smirking down at you. “Miss Blue, do me a favor. This slut here has about 5 minutes to make me cum. So in ten minutes, I want you to call me back at this number, it will ring to his secretary. Tell her you are Miss Anita Minnet, and you MUST talk to him IMMEDIATELY, that it is a call he has been waiting for. Then…she will come blazing in here like a bolt of lightning. See, she likes to interrupt my corporate slut here, he has NOT made it clear to her yet how to appropriately not barge in on him and interrupt…..”
I can see the look in your eyes right now, in my mind. Fear. Terror! Because if you don’t make me cum in time, you won’t have time to stand up and get out from under that desk, and your hot secretary will barge in and see it all….
You. There, on your knees under the desk. Sucking my black latex cock.
See why I hate interruptions, whore?
You will be hearing from me soon, pussy boy.
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
