Willing Sex Slave

Willing Sex Slave

How does one beCUM a willing sex slave? It didn’t start off that way. I was a normal office worker until I fucked up a deal for the big boss. It was a costly mistake that could have shut his business down. Thank GOD he has a soft spot for me. I was about to be on the unemployment line until he made me an offer I could not refuse. What was the offer, you ask?

Well, It was to beCUM his willing sex slave. And not just his, he would use me to satisfy his clientele; maybe even some of the ones for whom I messed up that deal. Those were the men who were particularly harsh. But, want to know a secret? I liked it! I think under his control I became aDICKted to dick! Haha. Of course, I let them think I wasn’t into the special brand of sex they brought to me, but I really did!

After all, what did I have to lose by being a willing sex slave? I fucked up at work and the punishment included a huge raise in pay. not only that, but I got to travel with the boss on all of his business trips”, I got luxury lingerie, and I got my sexual needs me too! Plus, I got to do it with all kinds of men with all kinds of kinky needs. How much can a girl cum? I’ll tell you! A Lot! Sometimes, I came so much that I passed out.

A Willing Sex Slave Means WILLING. Right?

But, they didn’t let that stop them from being with the willing sex slave! LOL. I loved every second of it! Plus, I was racking up those frequent flyer miles. Giggle. My boss was particularly crafty so he would never be caught being the filthy pervert he was deep inside. So, it turns out that he had a virtual harem of women to feed his greedy lust.

As a willing sex slave, I had no clue as to who my sistren were, but they were everywhere at work! Most of the faces I smiled at and who smile back at me were part of an unknown sorority of sex workers, so to speak. LOL. Turns out we had all committed offenses that gained our entry into the ‘pleasure group”.  You may wonder, why we were all smiling. We all LOVED the work! Plus, we were all being paid a small fortune to fuck on demand!

Moreover, did I mention the wardrobes of the willing sex slaves are paid on the back company credit card? Yup! Any and everything I wanted, I had. One night, when we got back to his place, he pushed me against the inside of his front door and kissed me forcefully. I mean, it was passionate, for sure. But, it was forceful and I felt my pussy instantly get as slick as the ocean after an oil spill!

I Love Being a Whore On Demand!

He rushed his willing sex slave toward the home office and pushed me against the floor-to-ceiling, wall-to-wall bookcases as he pushed his hands down the front and back of my panties. His fingers plunged both holes simultaneously. Mmmm. Someone was hungrier than usual! I rocked my body against those hungry fingers! So, imagine my stupefaction when he tilted a book forward and the entire wall shifted and I almost fell!

That was some James BOND type of shit! There was a small corridor behind the hidden wall. He pushed me forward and I found an entire room of elegance and debauchery! Then, I saw all the men and women from the office waiting. That’s how I found out about the other women. The men? Well, I knew almost every face in attendance. I did mention my wetness, didn’t I? Haha.

Thereupon, the orgy began, and what a night it was! I had never before sucked and fucked so many people, or been plunged so thoroughly. It always talked me a while to get my equilibrium back and my throat suffers some too. But, I wonder why I never thought of this line of work all on my own! Do you dream of having a willing sex slave too? Cum to me to get you on the right path. Use me to fulfill your own licentious fantasies. Shhhh. I’ll never tell, Boss Man! I’ll work overtime for you too! Haha.

Kisses and naughty licks.

Just Joey

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