Easy Exploitation Sex Success Story

Exploitation Sex Success Story

 

Hi, it’s Karina, your favorite exploitation sex goddess. Control is a large part of sex. Some people want to be controlled. Others want to have control. Exploitation is a special kind of control that is exerted under unfavorable conditions.  As a working woman, I must create those conditions to get what I want.

My boss was an ass, but I needed to get a promotion. My boss, we’ll call him ‘Rick’, often stared at my luscious 36D breasts with so much lust that I could feel his cock twitching in his briefs. Rick doesn’t make my pussy wet. Not at all.  Yet, he had something I wanted. Therefore, I had to make sure to use every advantage I had. Failure was not an option.

My Exploitation Sex Plot Begins

As you can imagine, office politics were important. There were important factors to consider.

1. Rick was my boss and could theoretically know my every movement while I worked.
2. I didn’t know all of his movements. He spent a lot of time in his office.
3. Doing this could cost me everything.

After careful consideration, I knew that I needed allies. I had to think about it. Sexual exploitation is inherently awful unless it gets your cock hard. I mean, I would love it if someone made me suck a dozen cocks at gunpoint or else, but I won’t tell the gunman that. I’d lose the moral high ground as a helpless victim.

Yet, as I said before, I would do whatever I needed. Enter my coworker, whom we’ll call, ‘Morty’. Yeah. He commented that Rick was staring at his cock in the men’s room. Then my exploitation sex trap clicked in place in my brain. Everything was so much easier once I learned that Rick had a bicurious fantasy.

The Mind Fuck is Fun

Exploitation sex is about secrets. Secrets are wonderful, aren’t they? Morty was 100% sure that Rick was interested in sucking his cock and didn’t want anyone to know. I promised Morty that a rising tide would raise all boats.

We made sure to cut in his assistant, whom we’ll call, Summer. She’s a blond in her 20s with a pair of great perky B-cups. It was a gamble. Morty didn’t trust her, but my woman’s intuition told me that her work attire of tight A-line skirts and plunging V-neck lines wasn’t her choice. It only took two minutes to agree to join our scheme.

Plan in Action

Rick made sure to leave work after everyone to appear like a hardworking man. Morty waited for him in the parking garage. He stood in the shadows staring at his phone. Rick noticed him at once. “You alright? It’s late.”  So caring.

“No, my boyfriend won’t come get me. I’m stuck. Can you help?”  See? Powerful people like feeling powerful. They like getting what they want.

Easy exploitation sex bait.

Morty looked around. “You live quite a ways away. My wife is going to give me hell,” said Rick.

Morty was a twink. Even at thirty, his face was still boyish. Tall and lanky. It wasn’t hard to guess he was hung like a horse. He moved slowly towards Rick. His navy blue trousers and dress shirt provided the appropriate backdrop for his cock and balls fall free from his trousers. His cock and balls bounced as he strode over to Rick. My pussy got wet.

The Exploitation Sex Climax

Rick surprised me. He looked around the parking garage. Rick unlocked his car with the push of a button. He opened the backdoor. Rick grabbed Morty by the shoulders, pulling him. In one move, Morty was obscured by the car door, and Rick was on his knees. Shit.

Exploitation sex is about undeniability. Summer and I would have to get closer. I would do something daring. Summer was small and younger. So she mounted the car parked beside Rick’s. Summer saw Rick from behind. His pants open.

It was clear what was happening from the sounds. Rick was gagging on a cock. Yet, we had to see his face clearly to bribe him. Fortune favors the bold or some shit. I climb through the back seat through the other door. Rick doesn’t notice. He’s got tears rolling down his cheek and precum dripping from his cock to notice me over Morty’s shoulder.

I zoomed in. Morty blew a load of hot ropes of cum all over Rick’s eyes, nose, and, mouth. Rick swallowed as much as he could. I got it all. Morty helped us edit all our footage into a sizzle reel of the greatest shots. That’s how I exploited my boss. Morty got a raise. Summer got a better position.

I moved into my new office within two weeks. Rick masturbates to his blackmail footage daily. Everybody wins.

Ever had exploitation sex? Did you love it? Let’s do a roleplay. Call me, Karina at 1-888-338-2515.