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My female boss takes control(6)I raised my head back up but didn't look up to her face.I stared straight forward at her knees. I was like an obedient dog standing perfectly still. They weren't elegantly knees. Or particularly shapely legs. Her body, apart from her mammoth breasts, said power and control rather than glamour. I'm not sure how long I held that silent, unflinching pose. It was like a test I was determined to pass.'I gave you ten minutes to insert the plug and return to your seat. You took 27. That's 17 blows. I'll deduct 3, for the number of seconds you held out before cumming at lunchtime. That makes 14. That's the price you have to pay.''I know what you're thinking. It isn't fair. A boy who'd never even put a finger up his arse before was never going to manage a butt plug in ten minutes.''But fairness isn't the issue here. The issue is you doing what I tell you. That's the lesson you have to learn. That's why there's a price to pay. Do you understand pet?''Yes Go
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"Here's the deal. I'll touch you for two minutes. If you cum, it will be the belt as promised. Plus an extra two on the end of your cock. If you don't, I'll use my hand instead. To give you a chance, I won't even touch your cock.''What do you think? Is that a deal?''Yes, Goddess. Thank you.'She pulled away from me and slid the band off my eyes. After a moment, her hands appeared in front of me, one holding a phone. I watched her set a two minute countdown and set it going. She tossed the phone on the trolley bed and yanked the band back down over my eyes.Her hands were back at my waist as she stood against me as before. Her hands started climbing up my sides again until they reached my armpits.'You're such a sexy guy Darren, aren't you? A real stud hidden inside that shy geek.'Her fingers twirled round in my underarm hair, gently brushing my skin.'I can smell your manly sweat Darren.' She took an exaggerated breath. 'Such a sensual musky smell. You're getting me wet sweetheart
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"Of course girl. What kind of friend do you think I am?""A cock crazy slut?""Wrong! I'm a cock crazy slut who cares about her best friend."As the party progressed Anna and Jenny met their friends. All the girls were dressed as slutty versions of some job while the guys were mostly dressed Dracula. A few of them were dressed as sexy firefighters and there were even a couple minions. Anna stuck out like a sore thumb as she was by far the most covered up. Some joked that she showed less skin than the guys. Jenny would give her a reassuring smile while occasionally fanning her.10PM.The party was in full swing. Everyone had some alcohol in them but not too much. Anna had been making eyes at Damien all night but they weren't sure if he'd noticed. No worries, he'd notice soon enough."Anna I think it's time," Jenny whispered."Finally. Did you talk to the DJ?" Anna asked anxiously."Yea. Just remember to go with the flow. This is your night so own it."With that Jenny went up to the D.J
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She undid her top and cupped it in her hands.Then, She paused for a moment to take it all in. It was claret that most of the guys were now pitching tents. She watched their hand movements in silence and saw that a few at the back were actually jerking off. Damn! That was just like what Jenny said would happen. Amna allowed her hand to fall to the side and her top followed suit. Then, she let out a soft sigh as her large boobs bounced before her. When she looked up again, almost everyone was staring at her in utter disbelief. Her boobs had two small, black tapes that covered her nipples. Anna sat in the chair, faced the audience and chipped her breasts. "Ugh" she sighed loudly. The men exchanged curious glances with each other. "If only two gentlemen would help me to remove this tape." She said. The sound of chairs scraping floor echoed through the room as several guys excitedly got up. Within seconds, two men made it to the stage, and one reached out his hand towards her bust.
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