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Published: 2017-02-13 18:04:07 +0000 UTC; Views: 5746; Favourites: 76; Downloads: 49
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Why do you look so happy? You can't be serious? He's promoting you above me? That is so not fair! I do exactly what you do, except I'm super hot. Is he stupid? Maybe I should have a word with him. Show him his mistake. You wouldn't have a problem with that, would you? I know you want me as your superior, don't you? Don't you want me in charge of you?Related content
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I want to be yours, my love, but...your what?
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"My lover..." She kisses you again. "And my slave... Isn't that what you want?"
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I like the first bit, not sure about the second.
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"Are you sure? Just imagine me being in charge. Not just of you at work, but your life. No more hard decisions. Just Karen doing all of the thinking for you." She starts rubbing against your lap again. "Doesn't that sound wonderful?"
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What would you make me think?
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"Whatever I think, of course."
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I want an example.
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"You already love me... But under my control, other women wouldn't even enter your thoughts. You think my ass and my legs are sexy now?" She laughs, and breathes the words into your ear. "As my slave, you would worship them and adore them so much, just looking at them would bring you to the brink for me. Imagine feeling that pleasure every day at work. Imagine how happy you would be."
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βDonβt be so bitter, Gillan. I got the promotion, and you didnβt. Clearly, and probably correctly, the boss saw far more potential in me than someone who whinges over every little slight...β
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That isn't an answer, darling...
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βOh, That was an actually a serious question? Then youβre stupider than you look, of course I donβt want you to get the promotion ahead of me!β
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Now you're lying to me. Naughty boy...
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βL-Lying!β I blush a little as she calls me a naughty boy, my eyes fixated on her lips as she reapplies her lipstick, glad she canβt see under my desk. βThatβs preposterous!β
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No it isn't. Everyone in this office loves me. You're in this office therfore you love me. Simple.
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βW-Well...β Iβm practically melting under her stern gaze, my eyes fixated on her lips. βI...β
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βI find you incredibly hot...β Fuck, those lips. βAnd I wouldnβt mind if you got the promotion instead of me...β
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βOf course, since itβs the bossβs decision not mine, I have no real control over who gets it...β
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I hang my head in shame. βYes, Karen... Sorry, Karen... Youβre hot as hell, and you deserve the promotion...β
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And he's in the office. So what does that mean?
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βThat means I should go and tell him to give you the promotion instead?β I smile, hoping Iβm right.
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βThen what?!β I look at her in confusion.
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Everyone in the office loves me. He's in the office, so...?
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My eyes widen in realisation. βOhhhhh... I see... So... What was the point of convincing me if you could just convince the boss?β
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To ensure your loyalty once I takeover
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βYour loyalty?β Fuck, that sounds kinda hot, actually. βWhat would you want me doing for you?β
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Fuck... I can barely conceal my erection at the thought. βDonβt I get a sneak peek?β
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Do you think you deserve one?
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βY-Yes, Karen! At least, I hope so! Iβve done everything you asked!β
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Eventually. *she pouts* You were very mean...
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That sexy fucking pout... With a loud moan, I slump back in my chair. βYouβre so hot...β
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I know I am. That's why I'm in charge.
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βThatβs why youβre in charge...β In full view of everyone, I reach my hand straight into my pants.
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I start to jerk off slowly, my lips parted, drooling a little as I stare at her soft, pink mouth...
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Still staring at her lips as they command me, I begin pumping as fast as I can, soon on the brink of cumming...
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My cock is throbbing so desperately, and despite stopping stroking, I canβt help but cum, straight onto my desk...
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βI-Iβm sorry...β I moan the words pitifully. βYouβre just so hot...β
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Look at the mess you made...
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βI-Iβm sorry, Karen! Iβll clean it up, o swear!β
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I reach for a cloth, going to wash it...
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