Hell to Pay

When I quietly closed the door behind me it was 9:07. I made a bee line for my desk…fired up my computer…then looked around. The coast was clear. So far so good. I let out a sigh of relief as I sat down.

“Dalton!”
I damn near jumped out of my skin.
“My office…now!”

As I slowly swiveled around she had already entered her office..the door still in the process of closing.
Shit…
I knock…
Again.
“Enter.”
I step inside and close the door…my back is pressed to it….my hand still holding the doorknob. I clear my throat…
“You wanted to see me ma’am?”
She laughed but it sounded diabolical.
“Indeed I do. You may approach…midway.”
I inched my way forward.
“That will do.”
She sat leaned back with both of her feet up on her desk.
“Turn around and remove all of your clothing.”
“But…”
“NOW!”
“To your left is a cabinet containing bag. Put on what you find in the bag. Put your discarded clothing in the bag. Then return to the where you are standing.”

Having followed her instructions I now stood wearing what I can only describe as a kind of wetsuit.But my cock and balls were exposed…along with my entire ass. A raging hard on betrayed my aroused but confused state.

“Stroke it…like you mean it. However do not cum without my permission.”
I complied.
She now circled around me…watching. She looked almost surreal…her ivory skin in sharp contrast to the black latex. She licked her lips as she brought the crop down across the cheeks of my ass. Again and again.

“You were late…again.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Ma’am I am going to cum.”
She brought the crop down on my cock…hard. I yelled out as the pain shot through me it morphed into an intense orgasm without spilling any seed.
She sat on the edge of her desk…spreading her legs wide.
“Kneel before me. I will fuck your face…stick out your tongue and keep it out. Keep stroking. Do not cum.”
She used my face and head like a dildo. Several times I almost went out from lack of oxygen. She brought hetself to the edge…but never allowed herself to succumb.

“That’s enough. Stand. Turn around. Keep stroking.”
It was becoming almost impossible to keep up the stimulation on my shaft…
“Bend over. Hold the cheeks of your ass open.”
Without warning she thrust a dildo up my ass. The unexpected intrusion sent a shockwave coursing through my body. By the time it came full circle it had transformed from pain to pleasure. She began fucking my ass with her strap on tool.
“Stroke…I will tell you when to cum.”
She started out with long slow thrusts. Then she kick my feet until my legs were spread apart to the point of almost breaking. She rammed me so hard and deep that I swear she would poke through and come out my throat.
“On my mark.”
I gave my knob a certain spin and when she yelled out…
“Now!”…I let it fly.
She brought herself to several orgasms. Her moans and whispered exclaimations were the product of her arousal…realized.

She then ordered me to clean her up with my tongue. And to do the same with my spunk.
Once that was done…she fastened on a cock and ball cage. Inserted a butt plug and instructed me to go back out to my desk and do my usual duties…just as I was.

“Oh and Dalton…don’t be late again…or there will be hell to pay!”
“Yes ma’am.”

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