Now, the time of my arrival is not guaranteed. I could be stroking and lubing up my cock right now. I could be sitting in your parking lot, getting ready to enter your building. Or I could make you suffer painfully until the end of your long, long day before the elevator doors open and I begin my deliberate stride down the hallway of your emptying office building.
Good morning my corporate slut,
I realize that this is one of your busiest days at the office in a long time. But my hunger for your surrender and humiliation doesn’t really keep a calendar to sync with yours. Unfortunately, when I need you to submit, you just have to suck it up, as they say.
And what an appropriate phrase, ‘suck it up’. Visions in my head already – you, prone, on your hands and knees in that fine business suit, gagging and slurping on my strap-on cock as I watch with my hands on my hips. This time, standing still, making you do all the work. Not even moving my hips, just making you move your entire body back and forth, degrading you, coaching you, egging you on.
“Come on. You’re a better dick sucker than that and we both know it. Stop sucking and look at me and beg to eat my cock. Beg for it.”
Enjoying the beautiful show you put on – eyes begging, sweet long eyelashes, your lips pink and slightly puffy, your mouth stretched. Just the beginning and we both know it.
A little diversion like that during a busy day is enough to take your mind off of deadlines, wouldn’t you say?
Now, the time of my arrival is not guaranteed. I could be stroking and lubing up my cock right now. I could be sitting in your parking lot, getting ready to enter your building. Or I could make you suffer painfully until the end of your long, long day before the elevator doors open and I begin my deliberate stride down the hallway of your emptying office building.
But I do know this. By the time I do arrive, you are going to be in such a pathetic, nasty frenzy that you will want to fall immediately to your knees and beg to suck my dick.
Why?
Because of the long, painful day of teasing and denial I have set up for you – designed entirely by fate. Let’s see just how busy you are. You must follow the rules below with immediacy and diligence. If you fall behind, take notes, and catch up. It must be executed perfectly, and I will be checking up on you.
Shall we begin?
For every EMAIL you receive (including spam, so check your filters today) you must stroke to the edge. This even includes one-line responses, so be careful how you engage those people who email for small talk…oh, and that includes me. And you KNOW how much I enjoy emailing you throughout the day…
For every EMAIL you receive from a WOMAN, in addition to the stroking/denial, you must consume every drop of precum while you stroke. So when that email pops up from your cute vendor or a secretary asking to confirm your travel plans, or that extremely hot designer from your ad agency, you know you are going to be paying the price with your lips and tongue.
Every time your PHONE rings, you must finish the call (or let it go to voice mail) and go to the bathroom and get on your knees and suck a dildo for 10 minutes. Fortunately for you, most people use email these days…or, wait, is that UNFORTUNATELY? And you know how much I like to call and leave you vulgar voice mails….Yes, this does include how many voice mails pile up on your phone…
Every time a person physically comes into your OFFICE to talk to you, you have to spend ten minutes with an ice cube in your ass. No, not while they are there, of course. But as soon as they leave, you have to go do this task. I hope you are not expecting many visitors.
For every MEETING you have, you must attend the entire meeting with a butt plug in your ass. For your sake, I hope you don’t have any of those incredibly long budget planning meetings…
For every CONFERENCE CALL, you sit on today, you must do so with a vibrator plug in your ass or a plug + vibrator against your crotch. Make sure you mute your phone so they don’t hear the humming…or your moaning…
For any OFF SITE MEETINGS you have today, you must make sure you are wearing full lingerie under your suit. That means panties, stockings or pantyhose and bra. Or, just the panties, if you only have those with you today. I want to make sure you are feeling especially distracted. Oh, and on the car ride? Plugged, of course.
Once you survive the entire day of these tasks, you will be primed and ready to endure the main course. Submitting to me – completely – in the desire that I see fit.
And keep in mind, I have developed these tasks for a reason. You see, I can only imagine what torture and humiliation you are enduring because I know how busy you are going to be – how can I not, you have been talking about it for weeks. Now I know that with every ding of your email box, with every ring of your phone, with every interruption by your co-workers, your humiliation and suffering will deepen. You will be flushed, aching, dripping and nasty. You will be breathing hard, shaking, and thinking of nothing more than submitting deep into the nastiest sides of your submission.
I know that the more intense the teasing and denial, the more desperate you will be for release. So by the time I arrive, we both know you won’t only be ready for complete degradation.
You will be begging for it.
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
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