Pegging sex is what put my boss in his place

How pegging sex became the new protocol at the office.

Anyone who really knows me knows that pegging sex has always been a turn-on for me.   So when my overbearing boss Davis left the bottom drawer of his desk unlocked, I took a peek.  I could believe what I was seeing lying at the bottom of his drawer. It was a BBC dildo.  Davis was a very handsome man who commanded respect, so this was a total shock, to say the least.  But I had a plan to make this work for me.  I grabbed the dildo from his desk drawer and took it with me.   Honestly, I hoped that he would come back and find it missing and be panicked for the rest of the day.   I enjoyed watching him frantically searching for the big black cock that he knew he’d left in there.  I left for the day with a satisfied smile.

The next morning, I couldn’t get the thought of pegging sex out of my mind.  I stood tall outside the doorway of Davis’ office. My curves were accentuated by the tight pencil skirt I had chosen for the day. I took a breath and walked right into Davis’ office. The click from me locking the door echoed through the room. I’d given him the element of surprise and caught him off guard.  I was not worried about him resisting, since I held the key to one of his naughty secrets. “You thought you could hide this from me?” I asked, pulling out the stolen dildo I‘d found in his drawer the night before. His eyes widened; there was a mix of shock and embarrassment written all over his face. Now that I’d reveled in his discomfort, my lips curling into a sinister smirk.

Time for a change.

“I think it’s time we had a little chat about power dynamics in this office, Davis.”Dropping the dildo like a bomb onto his desk, the sound of it thudding against the wooden surface causing him to flinch. I watched as his eyes darted between the dildo and the smirk on my face. His mind was racing to find a way out of this situation. However, there was no escape. Not this time. I lifted my skirt and walked in his direction, revealing the strap-on I had worn specifically for this very occasion. His eyes got even wider; his breath became hitched in his throat.  I was standing in front of my boss with nothing but pegging sex stories in my thoughts.  “On your knees,” I commanded.  He hesitated for a moment, not sure if he should comply. However, the desire to serve appeared in his eyes and betrayed him.

Slowly, he sank to the floor on his knees, his eyes never leaving my strap-on. I could see his anticipation in his face, the way his lips parted slightly as he stared at my BBC strap-on. “Open your mouths wide like a good boy,” I said, my voice barely going above a whisper. He complied, his lips parting to reveal his long tongue.  Stepping even closer to his face, I pressed the tip of my BBC strap-on against his lips. “Now, suck it,” I instructed, my voice seductive yet firm. He wrapped his lips around my BBC strap-on and began to suck. I enjoyed watching him, my eyes fixated on his face as he serviced my strap-on. It was hot the way his cheeks hollowed as he sucked, his eyes never leaving mine. I knew he wanted more.

My pegging sex story was just beginning.

After watching him suck my BBC strap-on few moments, I pulled it from his mouth.  A sexy trail of saliva was connecting it to his lips. I reached into my purse and pulled out a pair of lacy red panties and tossed them to him. “Put these on,” I commanded. He caught them, his eyes still fixated on me. He stood up and began to undress. Once he was naked before his new ebony queen, he slipped into the red panties. The lace clinging to his already hard cock as I watched him, I lubed up my strap-on. After taking in the sight of him in the lacy red panties, I commanded him to bend over the desk. My voice remained firm and seductive. He couldn’t help by comply.  He anticipated the pegging sex; his hands gripped the edge of his desk as he arched his back and bent over.

I slowly approached him from behind, pressing the tip of the strap-on against his tight little butthole. I could feel how tense he was.  Rubbing my hands on the small of his back, “Relax,” I whispered, my voice soft yet firm. His body began to relax as I began to press my BBC strap-on inside of him.  His body arching as I filled him with my strap-on.  With every thrust, he began to moan.  I reached around him, my hand finding his cock, and began to stroke him.

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