This is a true story of my enslavement to a former co-worker.

It began soon after we started working together. Deborah is three years older than me and was an admin assistant in one of our divisions. She was responsible for publishing updated price lists and other sales data. Among other things, I was in charge of the print shop and that is how we met. It was not a cordial relationship to start with. Her boss was very demanding, as was mine. While she expected me to put her jobs ahead of everyone else, I put them in the order received. She was often angry with me for not getting her work out on time. After all, it was always submitted late and often had last minute revisions.

After a major job was botched up and submitted late, Deborah came to my office and was quite upset. This was only about the third time I had met her and the first time I noticed how sexy she was. Deborah stands about 5’ 8″ with beautiful long curly blonde hair to her waist. What really got me though were her legs. When she came in for our meeting, she was wearing a short skirt with black nylons with 3-inch heels. During our meeting I was constantly distracted by her beautiful legs, as she crossed and uncrossed her legs many times.

She explained her problem. I listened attentively and told her I would do my best to accommodate her needs. She liked what she heard. I liked what I saw.

For the next few weeks her work got top priority. She was very happy. In fact, one Friday afternoon she called and said she was so pleased that she wanted to buy me a drink after work. I was ecstatic. She told me to meet her at a bar near where we both live. I found out that we both live in the same city about 20 miles from the office. This was good because interoffice dating was not allowed at the time.

I showed up at the appointed time and she was sitting at a table with a glass of wine. She looked great in a tight sweater but I was disappointed because she was wearing jeans instead of a skirt. We chatted about work and after I had ordered a beer she told me that she was so happy with my work. She said I was lucky because if things hadn’t gotten better she would’ve had to spank me. As she told me this I was sipping my beer and almost choked. She looked at me and laughed and I turned red as a beet. I said “yeah, sure…like you could”. She just laughed and said I might be surprised. After another drink we parted ways for the weekend. As we got up I could not take my eyes off the most incredible ass I had ever seen. I was enthralled.

I could not get her out of my mind. She was all I thought about the whole weekend. Those beautiful legs topped off by the most exquisite ass had me jerking off all weekend. And her comment about spanking! All I could think about was being over her knee with my cock wedged between her thighs. Oh what bliss that would be.

During the next week she was always on my mind. I called her daily to make sure everything was going well. When I called her on Thursday, she laughed and said she had never gotten such good service. Armed with confidence, I asked her out to lunch on the weekend. She said sure. I was overjoyed.

On Saturday we met at a local sushi bar and had a great meal and conversation, which included several rounds of saki. Afterwards we went to her condo for an after lunch drink. She asked me if I wanted to go for a dip in the spa and I said sure. Luckily I had a pair of trunks. (Living near the ocean, I usually had a pair in the car). I went to get them. When I came back she was wearing a black string biking that hid almost nothing. As I used the bathroom to change, my cock had gotten rock hard at he sight of Her. When I came out I tried to hide it with a towel. Deborah just laughed and said “Looks like you approve” I choked and said yes “you are very beautiful” Then She said it: “Do you want to fuck me?” I said “Yes—absolutely.” “Okay. Maybe I’ll let you. But it has to be my way.” I said “Sure, whatever you want.” She laughed and said “Are you sure”. I said “positively”.

“Alright then. First I want you naked. Let me see that hard cock.” I complied, ripping my trunks off in record time. “Sit on the couch. I want to give you a test.” As I sat on the couch She walked up to me and turning around, stood with Her back to me and told me to kiss Her ass. I planted kisses all over that beautiful tush. Once I started I couldn’t stop. I was insane with lust for Her ass. At that point I would have even licked Her asshole had She asked me. Amazingly my cock got even harder. I could tell this pleased Her. Breaking Her stance, She walked over to a big chair and sat back. “Come here. On your knees” At this point I would do anything to plant my raging hard-on inside of Her. “I want you to come here and kiss my pussy.” She still had the bikini on but I did as She said. Starting at Her knees I planted kisses up Her right leg until I got to the bikini. Then I went back and planted kisses on Her left leg all the way up to Her crotch. God was She soft. I was in heaven. “Do you want to lick my cunt?” “Oh yes, please let me lick you. Please, I have to taste that beautiful pussy.”

She looked at me and laughed. “Okay, but before you do, I want my toes sucked.” I couldn’t believe it! Now although I had heard of such things, toes didn’t turn me on—at all. But, I was crazed. I looked up at Her and She drew Her legs back so I had an even better view of Her bikini-clad cunt. God it looked delicious. “Start kissing boy”. And I did. I kissed each toe and even took them entirely in my mouth. Finally She lifted Her bottom up and slid the g-string off. I gently pulled it I down Her legs. Her pussy was soaking. The g-string was like a soaking sponge, dripping with Her cunt-juice.

I dove in like a man possessed. I licked every inch of that beautiful pussy, all the way from Her asshole to Her clit. She was so wet; I licked up so much juice and it kept on coming. Finally She came and then again. She grabbed the back of my head and kept my tongue licking my clit. Finally She let me go after one last come.

Pushing me back on the floor, She said “now you can fuck me” She climbed on my cock and rode me for all She was worth. After coming once again She asked me if I was ready to come. Of course I was but She told me I had to ask Her if I could come. “Please let me come, oh please I’m ready to shoot.” All of a sudden She stopped moving and told me She would let me come if I agreed to eat Her pussy again. I was on the edge and without any thought I said, “Yes I’ll lick you anytime. Just let me come.” With that She started moving again, reached around, grabbed my balls and I shot a huge load into that steaming cunt. She laughed and getting off my still hard dick, walk Her way up my chest and planted that dripping puss right on my chin. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights. She looked down at me and said: “Eat me you fucking slut—eat that cum, bitch!” I hesitated a second but She reached around, grabbed my balls and said again, “I told you to eat me, slave”. I dove in, eating our combined cum and She started rocking again on my face. Finally She came again. As we lay there drenched in sweat and exhausted, She asked if I liked being Her slave. With those words, my cock sprang to maximum hardness once again. She got up and left for the shower while I sat there and smelled Her bikini bottoms and jerked off like my life was about to end until I shot a wad all over my chest. I lay there and collapsed.

When She came out of the shower She saw the cum drying there on me and told me I shouldn’t have done that—”There’ll be hell to pay, boy. Now go get cleaned up and get out of here.” I didn’t know what to think so I showered, said a nervous good bye and walked out the door. I could hear Her laughing as I left and I swear I detected a sadistic tinge to Her laughter.

As I went home I was drunk with lust and confusion. I had just been reduced to the lowly status of a slave. I never thought of myself as a slave, but just minutes before I had been on my knees sucking a beautiful woman’s toes and eating my cum out of Her pussy. To top it off when Deborah called me “slut” and “boy” and “slave” it made my cock harder than ever before. What was going on? Was I nuts? Even as I drove the few miles to my house, thinking of Deborah made my dick hard again and all I could think of was jerking off when I got home.

Parking the car in the garage, I ran into the house, thankful that I didn’t run into the neighbors. I felt like I had pussy juice running down my face—it was all I could smell and my beard and mustache seemed to be saturated with it even though I had already showered once. Despite being horny (still), I ran for the shower and spent a long time cleansing myself of Deborah’s juices. I even gargled so that I could get rid of the last traces of my own semen.

After I dried off I stumbled out to the couch and watched some stupid TV show. Suddenly everything paled in comparison with my enslavement to this beautiful woman. I nodded off, trying to tell myself that I would not do this again. Suddenly I woke up after hearing the phone ringing for what seemed like eternity. I was in a deep sleep and it was all I could do to pick up the phone.

“Slave, what are you doing?” Oh god, it was Deborah. “Nothing, I was asleep.” “Sorry to wake you. I just called to see if you were all right. You know, I really enjoyed having you serve me today and I think you enjoyed it too. Didn’t you?” I was silent for a second or two. I didn’t want Her to know how much pleasure I had gotten myself. “What’s the matter, didn’t you have a good time?” Now I was really confused. Here was a woman who had nearly enslaved me and yet She seemed to be concerned about my feelings. “Um, yeah, I had a good time.” “Are you sure?” “Yes”. There was a pause and then She said, “Well, you don’t sound very sure. I guess I was wrong. Bye” Click. She hung up on me! Now I was panicked. I had just had the sexual experience of my life and I can’t even tell Deborah how I feel.

I dial her number. “Hello.” “Hello, Deborah. This is Jeff. Please don’t hang up on me. I need to talk to you.” “Oh really, are you sure? It sure didn’t sound that way just a minute ago.” Now I was screwed. “Please Deborah. I really enjoyed being with you today. In fact I would do anything to do it again” Oh no, I let it slip out. She had me right where She wanted me. “Is that so? Did you like being my slave? ” Again I hesitated. “Answer me, boy!” “Yes, Deborah, I loved being your slave. I would like to do it again.” “There that wasn’t so hard to say, now was it?” “No.” “There ‘s just one other thing, From now on you will call me Mistress Deborah. I may accept Mistress for short but if you want to stay in my good graces, Jeff, you will address me this way. What do you say?” “Yes, Mistress Deborah.”

“Very Good! Now, here is something I want you to do for me. Tomorrow morning I want you at my door at 11:00 wearing a pair of panties underneath your regular clothes. Victoria’s Secret usually has a good selection and the sales girls are always very helpful.” “What kind should I buy, Mistress?” I replied. “Use your imagination, slut. If I like them I will reward you, if I don’t, you’ll pay for it with your ass. One other thing, drink at least a half-gallon of milk tonight. I want your balls overflowing with come again. Oh, one other thing—don’t you dare jack off again.” Click.

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