Chapter 12

It had been two long fucking days since Pyper agreed to be mine.

Forty-eight damn hours since we sealed the deal with a quickie before returning to work, where I'd been in meeting after meeting, then dead to the world at the end of those long days, when I'd crash.

But here I was, sitting in my office, staring at the computer screen, knowing there was only one thing I could focus on, and it sure as fuck wasn't doing actually work.

I called my PA into my office, asked him for one thing, and then I waited.

Only five minutes later, there were three soft knocks on my door. I straightened in my chair, closed the laptop, and reached down to grab my already rock-hard cock.

"Come in," I called out, but there was a long hesitation before my command was obeyed.

Finally, the door opened, and in walked the only thing I'd been able to think about since I laid eyes on her.

Pyper walked in, looking like she was approaching her death. She appeared all frightened and unsure of what exactly was going to happen.

She was about to find out.

"Close the door." I was stroking my hard cock that pushed against my slacks, the length rubbing along the zipper and pissing me off. I just wanted the length out and buried in one of Pyper's holes.

When the door was shut and we were alone, I didn't say anything for a full minute. I was getting off on staring at her doe-like eyes as she looked around my office, licked her lips, and then locked gazes with me.

"You wanted to talk to me?"

I chuckled. "Don't think I used the word ‘talk' when I asked my PA to go get you and bring you to my office." I gestured her closer. "Told him I wanted you to come in my office, baby doll." I winked and stood, letting her see how hard I was, and walked around my desk.

She looked down, eyes widening even further when she saw the massive erection I sported.

"Our arrangement starts now." The sound of my zipper being pulled down followed my words.

"The door isn't locked," she whispered.

"No one comes in here unless I say so." I pulled my cock out and stroked myself. "Like I said… we start today, sweet girl."

She started breathing faster, her breasts pushing against her blouse, her nipples hard enough I saw the outlines through the silky material.

I was hard as a steel pipe, pre-cum a steady bead at the tip of my cock and sliding down the underside of my length. I used it as lube as I jerked myself off.

Fuck, she looked good. She wore a dark pencil skirt and an off-white button-up blouse that she had tucked in, showing off her hourglass shape that had my balls drawing up tight. They were heavy and aching, so damn ready to empty themselves as they filled my baby doll with my cum.

"Come closer," I ordered but kept my voice gentle. Coaxing.

She shook her head, and this low, animalistic growl left me. Her trying to tell me no made the primal, predatory side rise up like a vicious beast.

"Come closer." My voice was deeper. Harder. It was a tone that spoke "get the fuck over here and don't make me come get you."

And she finally took that first step. Then another. She was only a few inches from me before I reached out and curled my hand around her waist, jerking her toward me. I pressed my hard cock to her belly, and she gasped.

"I know you're nervous, so I'll tell you what's going to happen, sweet girl. Then you won't have to worry anymore not knowing what's coming." My tone was soft, reassuring, even as I curled my fingers around her hair and jerked her head back, exposing her throat and forcing her to stare into my eyes.

She exhaled a shuddering breath.

"So beautiful," I murmured. "You'll look even more beautiful on your knees, gagging on my cock."

Her eyes were like twin saucers, and I felt her body tremble.

"I want to see saliva dripping down your chin as you look up at me, your lips stretched wide as you try to take all of my dick." I placed a hand on her shoulder, but before I pushed her to her knees, I used my other hand to undo a few top buttons of her blouse, exposing her cleavage. Fuck, her breasts were the perfect size, the swells rising and falling hard as her breathing picked up.

Christ, I could've gotten off just staring at her.

She took a step back, and her gaze immediately dropped to the thick length I held in my palm. Her eyes were so expressive of her hesitation, as if she didn't know how big my cock was, as if she didn't know how thick I felt wedged in her pretty, perfect cunt.

As if she hadn't already felt the hot spurts of my cum filling her tight hole as I came.

"Keep watching, Pyper. I get off on knowing you're staring at my cock while I jerk it to the sight of you."

I stroked myself from root to tip, twisting my palm to smear the pre-cum along the crown before dragging my hand back down to the base.

I was dangerously close to spewing cum all over my fucking office.

"Get on your knees, sweetheart, and open wide to take my dick all the way to the back of your throat."

I squeezed the base of my cock and dragged my hand up, pushing out more pre-cum. Fuck… I'd never wanted to get off so damn badly without being buried balls-deep.

"I have a huge load for you, baby. I'm gonna give you thick, white ropes until you choke on it all." I angled my cockhead toward the floor, and her gaze followed a milky-colored string of sticky liquid as it dripped from the tip.

My cum was still connected to my dick as it slowly seeped, an obscenely erotic mess. And when it reached the floor, I used my hand on her shoulder to push her to her knees.

"Lick it up, Pyper," I ordered, and she stared up at me, then looked at the floor at the small pool of cum that was collecting on the granite. "Go on. Put your hands on the floor and lean down. I told you to get on your knees and open wide, but you didn't listen. So since you didn't catch it in your mouth like you could have, like a good girl, instead, you have to get it in there another way. Now. Let me see that ass pop up as you lean down, drag your little pink tongue over my jizz, and clean up my mess."

"You're disgusting," she whispered, but I heard the heat in her voice as she positioned herself on her hands and knees and did exactly what I said.

I angled back slightly to watch her, my cock throbbing as that sexy tongue slipped out and dragged over the granite, obediently lapping up my cum.

"My dirty fucking girl, so beautiful as I degrade you and make you lick my jizz up from the floor."

She moaned at the praise, and I grunted as I jerked off harder.

When she sighed as she swallowed the last of the salty puddle and sat up, I rubbed the tip of my cock along her lips. "Open up, pretty girl."

She was panting, moaning, and I could see how she clenched her thighs together, even as she whined, "We shouldn't do this here. We can't."

I growled low at her words. "Shut the fuck up and suck this dick like a good girl."

My debasing words should have infuriated her. They were rude and crude and humiliating. But when my beautiful little whore gasped out, then gave a sex-kitten moan and opened her mouth even more, I didn't hesitate to shove my cock in deep.

"You see what you do to me?" I pushed all the way back to her throat, making her gag, loving the sound of it surrounding me. "Suck my cock like a good little slut." I'd never felt my heart racing this hard, never felt the kind of rush Pyper gave me.

I inhaled deeply, my thick cock jerking in my fist from her addictive scent.

Fuck, she was curvy and feminine, and so much smaller than me. I had a size-difference kink, it seemed. Just like my new degradation kink I formed the moment I saw her reaction to the first orders I ever gave her at the party. With each command and question, I went further in my obscenity, and the more flushed and aroused she got. To the point her instincts took over, and she followed each instruction without hesitation. She was without a doubt innocent, not a virgin but inexperienced, so for her to readily allow me to fuck her with my cigar, it lit up a neon sign above her head that said Please Humiliate Me. Apparently, I Like It!

And just knowing she liked it made me want to give her more of it, to the point I found myself challenging the sadist in me, to see just how fucked-up she wanted me to take it. The way she followed my disgraceful commands, so obediently, so eagerly, obviously surprising even herself when she didn't refuse, was the sexiest thing I ever experienced in my life.

Now, the way she worshipped my cock with her lips and tongue was driving me fucking crazy. I pulled out just enough to run the tip along her lips again. I fisted the base again, forcing another glob of pre-cum up and out of my shaft, then held my cock steady, aiming it, the ruddy, swollen, and slick tip pointed right at her mouth.

"Lick it clean," I ordered harshly, and groaned when her little pink tongue darted out to drag across my slit and lap up the jizz. No hesitation. No sign of her even thinking about refusing. "I bet you're starving for this cock to fill that hungry little snatch of yours, aren't you?" Her eyes were still so big, shocked at her own pleasure from being spoken to so rudely, and when she nodded, licking her lips eagerly before doing the same to my dick, my balls drew up tight.

Her chest was rising and falling so fast, her perfect-sized tits shaking from the force. I wanted to take those hard nipples between my teeth and suck hard, bite them until it hurt while she begged me for more.

"No more playing," I growled harshly when she started licking the head again. "This isn't for your pleasure. It's for mine. Now take me deep."

She moaned loudly and opened wide enough that I didn't wait another second to slide into her mouth, gritting my teeth at how good it felt to hit the back of her throat.

I reached out and tangled a hand in her hair, tugging her head back to open her throat more. The movement pulled my shaft out, leaving only the head inside her mouth. As I stepped closer so my cock pointed downward as I towered over her, she desperately sucked on the tip, trying to pull more of me into her mouth. At this angle, her eyes peered straight up into mine as I stared down at the fear and excited anticipation of what might come next. She was at my mercy, head trapped where she would have nowhere to go if I were to suddenly impale her from above. And the fact that I could clearly see her begging me with her eyes to do just that made my cock jerk between her lips.

"You agreed you wanted it my way, yeah?" I prompted, making sure the consent she gave me at lunch two days ago still held true.

She moaned softly and stuck her tongue out, trying to reach the undersize of my shaft to tease the thick vein that throbbed there. An unmistakable yes. So I gave her what she wanted, lowering myself deeper and deeper into her mouth and watching her eyes roll back as I slipped into her throat. Spotting that pleasure, feeling that surrender, I let the newest dark part of me take over to give her what she craved.

"You're such a good girl, Pyper. You're doing so well letting me throat-fuck you right here in my office." I tightened my hand in her hair. "You know anyone could walk in right now." It was a lie. No one dared just bust into my office. Michael would literally tackle them to the ground if they tried getting past him. But I liked toying with her, planting that threat so she felt even more nervous, which for her morphed into undeniable arousal.

Spit started to dribble out the corners of her lips when her mouth watered as she tried to take all of me. I wasn't letting up, wasn't giving her any time to adjust, as I now gripped either side of her head and used her mouth and throat for my pleasure.

I had my jaw locked as I thrust in and out, knowing her mouth was stretched no doubt uncomfortably to accommodate my massive girth. I was such a dirty bastard, because I found it hot as hell that she struggled to take all of me and made a mess with her spit now running down into her blouse.

I heard her gag and looked from her saliva-covered cleavage to her eyes, seeing them water.

But she didn't even try to pull back.

I lifted out of her throat to let her catch her breath, and then Pyper pleaded with those teary eyes for me to give it back, then moaned as she took all of me once again.

I thrust my hips down and retreated. Down and up, faster and a little harder.

"That's right. Suck my cock good and deep, baby doll." Pyper listened like a good girl and hollowed out her cheeks to do what I said. "That's it. Yeah, such a good slut." I was barely hanging onto my control. A fat tear slid down her cheek, but the look of bliss on her face told me this wasn't too much, and I growled. "Seeing your tears makes my cock throb. Can you feel it, sweetheart?"

She moaned and tried to nod, the sound garbled, because her mouth was full of my dick.

"You're doing so perfect, making me feel so good, my own little whore."

At her whimper of pleasure, my orgasm was coming on fast, and I wasn't going to stop it. I really mouth-fucked her then, needing to reach my peak. My balls were drawn up painfully, the twin weights being squeezed with my shaft being at this angle, and so full of cum I wanted nothing more than to shoot it straight down her throat.

And I'd make her fucking swallow every drop.

"Better get ready, filthy baby. I'm going to come, and I'm gonna fill up your belly this time like I did your pussy. So full you won't be hungry for days." She did a good job keeping her leaking eyes locked on mine, and when she reached up and fondled my nuts, a move to display her own power between us, I lost control and just gave in.

My hold on her head was brutal. I knew that. But I couldn't help myself, because the ecstasy that grip put on her face was a drug itself, and I was officially addicted. I came hard and long, and Pyper took every drop I had to give her, gagging as she tried to swallow my big load before succeeding in catching her breath and feasting on the rest.

"So fucking good, Pyper. Jesus, you're doing so good." I felt my eyes roll back in my head, as the pleasure was indescribable.

My body trembled as she sucked on my cock like she was still hungry for it. And when she drained my balls dry, I stepped back, my dick popping free from the tight suction of her swollen lips. Spit and remnants of my cum slipped down her chin.

I gathered it all up, ordered her to open, and made her lick my fingers clean, which she did like a ravenous sex fiend.

"Not gonna waste a drop, sweetheart. My cum stays in you, whether in your mouth, that sweet pussy, or that tight little ass of yours." I leaned down, took her bottom lip between my teeth, and tugged at the flesh hard enough she whimper-moaned.

When I stepped back, I was already tucking my cock into my pants.

"Better get back to it, sweet girl." She slowly rose and ran the back of her hand over her mouth. "Knowing your panties are no-doubt wet and that you have to work like that the rest of the day has blood flowing to my dick again." I indicated the state of her saliva-soaked top and proved what I said was true by pressing my pants to the outline of my cock, showing her I was already semi-hard.

Pyper licked her lips and ran her hands down her skirt to try to smooth out the wrinkles, but it was no use. Her hair was a tangled mess, her cheeks were red, and her lips were swollen from sucking my dick.

She was fucking gorgeous.

"Until next time, baby doll."

She didn't respond as she turned and went to leave, but before she opened the door, I called out her name. I'd wanted to test that obedience once again, see how far she'd take and enjoy being humiliated, and it seemed it was even farther than what I could in good conscience allow. Or maybe it was that possessiveness taking over that I couldn't let her be seen this way. Only I would get to see her blissed out from being used.

I waited until she looked over her shoulder at me. "Next time is tonight. I'll have a car pick you up at home and take you to my place." I fixed my tie, then my cufflinks, and smiled at her as I pointed to the door on the left wall. "There's a hand-dryer in my private restroom. You were such a messy eater, sweetheart, so messy your spit turned your white shirt see-through. Be a good girl and fix it so no one else will see those tits. They belong to me now. I'll make sure you have several new outfits in the closet in there the next time I call you to my office.

Just before she closed herself inside the bathroom, I added, "Don't wear panties tonight, Pyper. They'll just get in the way."

She made a soft sound and shut the door, and I couldn't help but let my grin spread at the same time my cock got even harder.