by Sasha Scott
“Is this better master?” she queried as she swayed from side to side, using her arms to press her tits together to emphasize her size, to draw attention to her deep cleavage.
His cock was begging to be freed from his pants, straining and bulging up into the fabric, her eyes naturally being drawn down to that tent.
“Much better, now I need you to help me out of my clothes. Unbuckle my pants, free my cock,” he commanded, his breathing starting to get heavy as he pictured what was about to come, fantasies running through his head.
Like a good slave she slipped down off her chair and dropped down onto her knees, her hands stroking up along his legs until they settled down upon his lap, fingers latching down into his belt, pulling that leather container open to loosen the stranglehold of his pants around his crotch.
Her fingers danced down to his zipper and pulled, freeing him from his fabric prison, hands exploring within to pull out her prize. Out it came, his rock hard dick.
She moaned at just the sight of it, the smell of it, the feel of it in her soft palm. Her eyes idolized his piece of manhood as she slowly traced her silky soft hand up and down the length of his shaft.
“Now what master? How may your slave serve you today?” the young blonde asked him, words dripping with lust as her eyelids hung heavy, lashes fluttering as her cheeks burned with a pink glow. She wanted this just as much as he did, as expected from a sex slave.
“Let me feel those new titties. I want you to rub my cock with those tits, suck on me as you jerk me off with that fat mounds,” he groaned out, her idle rubbing already filling him with pleasant sensations but he had such a unique chance in front of him, he needed more.
“Yes master,” she replied like the obedient puppet she had became as she pressed herself down into his lap and hugged her cleavage around his length, smothering the softness of her plush chest around the firmness of his rigid dick, squeezing her tits together as she began to rock her hips up and down, stroking her torso along his shaft.
Her head dipped down so her lips captured around the peeking head of his cock, suckling on the very tip as her tongue slipped down and began to stroke and lap, leaks of dribble glossing over his glans.
Dean’s head naturally rolled back as he began to moan from such a pleasant sensation, combing his fingers through her newly colored hair as she took care of her newly acquired duties and gave his cock the affection it commanded.
The drool of saliva that trickled down only lubricated that cock and allowed her chest to pump up and down faster, jerking off his firm cock between those soft, swinging, smushing tits. It was milking out his pre, more lube for her cleavage, and leading him towards orgasm.
Even as his bodies excitement was being pent up he was still in reach of his keyboard, he could still type, change and command. In he typed the words ‘thick lips’ and suddenly felt like two marshmallows were engulfing around his glans as he moaned. Her lips had turned so fat, so soft, perfect for hugging and smothering his cock. That along with her jerking tits meant he was about to burst.
His fingers locked down into her hair, gripping tight as he groaned out, “I’m cumming!”
Just as he warned out came his cum, the first shot surging up out from her lips and up over her face, the second squirting and landing on her tits, and the third the same. Then she finally wrapped her mouth properly back over the very tip and began to swallow up the ropes of white, sticky seed, gobbling down the thick sauce which was also left draped over her body, marking it lewdly.
His orgasms died down as her lips slowly peeled off his manhood with a wet, squelching, pop as strands of saliva and cum hung between his cockhead and her lips, glistening as her skin was caked up in cum.
“Hmm master, did that feel good? Did I do a good job?” she asked him, her breathing heavy as she panted for air, her first thought about his needs like the good slave he had so easily turned her into. It was still hard to believe one change on a computer could do all this.
“It felt amazing”, he confessed to her yet there was just one, small, problem, “but I’m not satisfied yet.”
“How can I help master?” Gina said as she nibbled on the tip of her finger, watching him with those alluring eyes. Natural progression meant there was only one thing left to come.
“Take it all off,” he commanded, his lecherous eyes probing her form, “I want to fuck you.”
“Oh master, I want to fuck you too,” she moaned as she began to strip herself from her outfit, sliding herself down out of her bottoms and her panties until she was standing before him completely naked, showing off her soft, feminine, curvaceous body, her large breasts only making everything look more prominent.
She approached him and mounted onto his lap, straddling across him as her pussy lips brushed across the tip of his shaft, rubbing across his glans as a moan slipped from her mouth, her wetness trickling down, readying herself up for entry.
Her arms wrapped around his back as she groaned, pressing her weight down to swallow up his cock into those tight insides, that erect rod filling her body up.
The two of them moaned together as her tightness was stretched out by his manhood and his hard cock was squeezed in her velvet honey pot, the two of them having pleasure surging through their veins as she began to shake and rock her hips, round ass jiggling and clapping together as it bounced up and down, his hips starting to move as well, helping her ride that hot shaft.
Their bodies were locked together as he bounced her up and down, pumping his erection into her tight insides, milking out the moans, the lust as the sound of skin slapping together filled up the small room, the scent of sex circulating as the moans echoed from wall to wall.
Dean was so happy he gave into this temptation and went through with twisting Gina into being his sex slave, the attractive blonde clinging to his body as she rode him like a slut possessed, driving him to orgasm as well as her own body.
The two of them went close together, driving themselves right onto the brink, bodies trembling and tensing as they found it hard to contain themselves any longer.
“Master, are you about to cum?”
“Yes, I’m almost there. I don’t think I can take it any longer.”
“You don’t need to hold on any longer. I’m about to cum Master. I want you to cum too, I want your cum.”
That was all the inspiration he needed to unleash all of his orgasm inside of her body as he cried out those magic words, “I’m cumming!”
He kept hold of her in a tight, possessive, grip as he began to unleash his orgasm into her, grunting and growling as his cum came racing out, pouring into her insides, deep into her pussy as she throbbed in place as her own gush of orgasmic pleasure came washing over her in a blissful fashion.
The two felt overwhelming euphoria as they bathed in the afterglow of those orgasms, Dean rubbing his hands down the back of the slave who had just drained him of his orgasm, the slave he had created using the power he had discovered.
What else would he be able to find? His fun wasn’t done yet.
Second Entry: The PA
The power to change the world at his very fingertips. It was still hard for Dean to believe he’d stumbled across such a thing. He still didn’t know what the explanation was, could there even be such an explanation for such a bizarre and powerful phenomenon?
Of course magic was an absolute nonsense and yet it was a good an explanation as any. There was no way in his wildest dreams that he could see technology managing to create something like this. The wires being filled with fairies was as good an explanation as any. However that didn’t mean he couldn’t reap the rewards.
It’d only been around a week since he’d first discovered the incredible phenomenon and still he had had a lot of fun with it and managed to experiment around with what he could and couldn’t do.
One that Dean had discovered was that his computer itself didn’t seem to be some magical box that was creating all of these changes. As long as he could access the datab
ase he could warp reality to his will from any computer. That only opened up the possibilities for fun.
“Hey, do you know where June is?” one of Dean’s fellow employees, a man he wasn’t acquainted with, asked him as he was currently sitting at her desk, working out a computer problem she had.
June was a secretary to one of the companies managers. She liked to be referred to as a personal assistant but sitting behind a desk all day handling appointments pushed people to refer to her job another way. Still she was a cute girl with dark brown hair and a cheerful smile; a bubbly people’s person.
Dean shook his head as he looked up to the visitor, “Can’t say I have. Do you want me to leave a message for her?”
“No thanks, I was just looking to make an appointment.”
“You’ll have to come back later,” Dean told him as he went back to typing, “I’m only here to fix this computer, not something I can take care of sadly.”
“Cheers man,” he said, sounding a bit irritated as he wandered back off from the desk, Dean releasing a relaxed breath, that was a close one.
He peeked down under the desk and saw June with her lips wrapped around his manhood. He’d told a little white lie when he said he didn’t know where she was. He knew exactly where she was and what she was doing too; sucking on his cock.
Dean had decided to have some fun after being called in to fix her computer. He managed to open up the spreadsheet with all the customer information and added some extra notes to her entry.
Follows any order.
Submissive.
Loves cock.
All those notes made her a very nice lap warmer as she followed his command to suck him off while he worked.
She dropped down onto her hands and knees and crawled down under the desk, wrapping her soft lips around his freed erection as she started to groan and moan, her head rocking up and down as she gave him a messy blowjob.
Work was made a lot more pleasant with a warm, wet, obedient mouth sliding up and down his dick; in fact it was coming something he didn’t like to work without.
Thanks to some lingering changes he hadn’t corrected he now had his own personal sex slave in the company with Gina’s career in the canteen being brought to an end; she now stayed in his computer lap satisfying his needs whenever they presented themselves. With a hot, busty, young blonde like her just sitting around waiting to fuck at all times they tended to present themselves quite often.
Now whenever he was out of the office he was happy to be able to satisfy himself with some fresh meat as he got about his usual line of work.
He had to slow his typing down a bit to stop himself making any mistakes, his fingers shaking and writhing around as her lips clung tightly to his rod and brushed up and down, sending small shocks of pleasure coursing through his veins but a computer genius like him would still get the job done even with that welcomed distraction building up his orgasm.
June grinded her hips on her own rubbing hand, dainty groping fingers which explored up under her skirt and traced a line along her wet slit as she found great pleasure from worshipping that incredible, throbbing, slab of hard dick in her lips.
Occasionally Dean let his own hands wander downwards, combing his fingers through her hair, letting her know what a good job she was doing, even if he found himself shaking his head at the things she referred to as a broken computer; child's play for him to fix.
“And we’re all done here,” he told her as he made his last key press and managed to correct the errors her bumbling buffoonery had caused.
She tried to pull her head up from his lap as he said those words but he secured his fingers tightly into her locks and shook his head from side to side.
“Ah ah ah, not so fast,” he informed her as she made her escape attempt, “I think I deserve a reward for fixing this computer for you so quickly. I think making me cum once should do it.”
There were no objections from June! After all she loved cock and she loved to serve. Her heart basically skipped a beat when she was told to make him cum, lowering her head back down and doubling her efforts to satisfy his lust.
Lots of wet slurps poured from that packed mouth as she worked her neck muscles up and down, dragging her puckered lips all the way down to the base of that cock, slapping into his lap with a wet impact before drawing back up, beginning the pumping action all over again.
She had such skill, not surprising for a woman who loved cock so much, reality telling her she did because he wrote down that she did. The way her mouth was sliding along his erection, clinging and rubbing so tightly to his girth was bringing him close to the edge.
With no reason to keep his hands off her anymore he held her head and helped to guide her motions up and down as he moaned, taking advantage of the fact the area was empty apart from just the two of them.
“Oh yes June,” he moaned as he felt his cock starting to bulge, throb, the hot tingle of something surging coming from deep within, “I’m gonna cum. Drink it all up.”
He pushed her head right down to the base, forcing her to deep throat as he began his release, as he began to fire his hot erection down her throat and into her stomach, packing her full of his hot, thick, clinging cum which came out in rope after rope of surging semen.
She groaned as she bobbed up and down in excitement, hips bouncing eagerly on her own twisting, grinding, rubbing fingers as she wanted to cum herself, loving the warm feeling trickling inside of her. It was intoxicating.
That look of dumb ecstasy remained on her face as he drew back, orgasm drained out by her talents, June breathing heavily as she looked up to him with her cheeks burning up bright and red, eyelids hanging heavy as her vision remained locked on his manhood. She truly did look drunk on his cum.
“Well your computer should be fixed now,” Dean informed her as he zipped up his fly and stood to leave but as he did so she gripped onto his pants, not wanting to let him go.
“Do you have to leave so soon?” she asked him, licking her lips seductively as her other hand remained buried between her thighs, “I’d like to reward you some more for doing such a good job.”
It was clear that she was horny, that the blowjob had gotten her worked up and now she desired even more. Could he really sidetrack from his work just for some easy sex? Of course he could.
“Well I guess I’m deserving of a break,” he said with his lips curling into a grin.
He grabbed a hold of her arm and pulled her out from under the desk, the two having to escape to a more isolated location to finish their session. A closet would do nicely.
As soon as the two of them vanished into that little room, before the door had even finished closing behind them, June had started stripping herself out of her outfit, ripping open her tights, pulling down her panties, so she could show him her dripping, needy, pink slit, throbbing for attention.
She bent forwards, planting her hands onto the cold, hard, wall as warm breaths flowed from her panting lips, June looking over her shoulder with wanting, alluring, seductive eyes. She was like a puppy waiting for its treat. He was about to give her the bone she desired.
The room was cast into near darkness once the door was secured behind them, their two bodies packed tightly into the small space, the warmth of their bodies radiating, being boxed in, along with that hot smell of raw sex.
Dean slapped his hands down onto her raised hips as he dragged his manhood back into the open, grinding the head of his cock between her wet, sloppy pussy lips.
There was no need for words at this point, they were both well aware why they were in here and what they wanted to do. Their emotions, their connection, it was almost primal.
Their connection became something more than just feelings as Dean thrust himself forward and filled June’s juicy pussy with his hard cock, giving her the sensation her body had been craving and lusting for every since she first got a taste of his dick in her mouth.
The two work colleagues went at it like wild animals, Dean’s hips thro
wing themselves forward and back, his stomach colliding with her round ass with a slap as she moaned out, the noises echoing around the small cupboard.
His hard, hot, meat rod drove itself deep into the insides of her lustful, tight, silky body, milking all of those squealing sounds of pleasure and the feelings which corresponded from her body, the two of them riding high towards cloud nine with feelings of bliss surging through their veins.
Dean hadn’t came that long ago, his cock was still sensitive and it only made everything feel that more much pleasurable. June on the other hand had been reprogrammed towards being a cock loving nympho, that was why she found so much enjoyment from this most personal of acts.
As their bodies spent more time grinding and rubbing together their orgasms began to grow and grow towards that point of release, their moans and groans only growing louder as their bodies approached the moment of climax.