Dominating My Male Boss

It’s a good day for dominating my male boss…

 

I stepped out of my car and into the parking lot of the esteemed accounting firm of which I was the youngest partner, working under Scott, the managing partner. At this point, I’d worked under a few of the partners as a secretary over the years. It wasn’t all fun and games; I had worked hard to get to where I was, but it was all in jeopardy now. Dominating my male boss was necessary at this point. For months now, I’d watched him fail to keep his head in the game amid the stress of his crumbling marriage. Whatever was going on at home was taking its toll. Already there were rumors that the other partners were getting annoyed with him. Now, he’s losing accounts. Someone needed to dominate my male boss. Someone needed to whip him into shape, and who better to do that than me?

It was a slow Friday afternoon, perfect for dominating my male boss.

“You have an anniversary today, don’t you? I asked Scott, though I already knew the answer.
“Yeah.”
“So why are you here slaving away? Do I need to make reservations for you? I have connections. Maybe some roses… A dildo? What’s it going to take, Scott?”
“What? What the fuck are you on about?” Scott stood up, looking pissed.

He likes to do that, dominate the room when he knows he’s about to get an earful. But I know him better than he knows himself.

“Get your shit together, or we’ll both be out on our asses!” I ordered.
“I’m sure your ass will be just fine,” he said and scanned me up and down.
“Sit down, Scott,” I demanded. “Now!”

His eyes were wide with surprise, and his jaw hung agape. He was not expecting me to dominate my male boss. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted to scream at me, but he didn’t dare as I unzipped my skirt, revealing my perfectly shaved cunt.

“Oh, I have been waiting for this for a while,” I told him.

“I’m finally going to do what I have to do to ensure this office stays afloat and we both keep our jobs.”
He sat down and looked at my pussy again. I walked to his side of the desk and raised my leg to set my stiletto heel on the top, “Lick it!” I demanded.
“Fuck you,” he muttered.
“I said lick it, motherfucker, take a taste. Your cock is hard, isn’t it? I bet you’re already about to cum in your pants.”

He nodded slowly, not so much to answer me, but to agree. His eyes were still on mine. I could feel his energy shifting as he realized who was in control now. Then, he grabbed my hips and put his mouth to my sopping wet cunt.

“Really? You call that eating pussy?”
“I don’t usually…”
“Well, you’re going to learn.”

Dominating my male boss was even more fun than I had anticipated.

“Get on your knees, get a better angle!” I demanded, dominating my male boss.

Without delay, he dropped out of his chair and I grabbed his hair, grinding my cunt into his face. “There, that’s better. That’s how you eat pussy. Do you like it? You like the taste? My boyfriend fucked me at lunch.”
He tried to push away, but I was ready for him and pulled him back. “Eat, motherfucker,” I demanded, and he went back to my pussy. “You’re going to learn how to take care of me. Understood?”

For a moment, everything went silent, and I could see the internal struggle raging inside him. The air was charged with a mixture of tension and excitement as he realized his new role in our partnership. He might be my boss in the office, but I was his Dom now, and I think he liked it. Finally, he closed his eyes and dug in, tongue fucking my cunt.

“Fuck, Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I screamed out before gushing all over him.

Dominating my male boss not only made me cum hard but also showed him who the real boss is. Now I’ll be able to keep him in check around here!

When I’m not dominating my male boss, I am sometimes involved in public bathroom fucking. Read all about it in my last blog.

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