Sir
#1 of Sir
It has been only a few months since He came into my life, and I have never felt better. My self confidence is on thew rise, he drags me out to social events, I even got a promotion at work. Of course I know his real name, but he prefers I just call him Sir. Short and sweet.
The way he tells me, Sir saw me from across the room at a business event and just recognized that I needed help as someone new to the business, and things just sort of progressed rapidly from there when I got drunk and got up the nerve to tell him what I'd like him to do to me.
Obviously he obliged...four times that first night. Just thinking about it makes me giddy. Since then he has helped me put myself back together. He told me what to eat and wear, when to go to the gym, helped me schedule social outing with and without him, and got me into my greatest fantasies. Which brings us to tonight. He said he had a big surprise for me and he knows me pretty well by now so the anticipation was killing me.
All I knew, sitting there in his car, holding his big wolf paw with my smaller canine one, was that we were going to a party of sorts. Now, the last party we went to was a sex toy party that got pretty interactive, and I was fairly familiar with his close friends so I assumed it was that, but when I inquired about his friends to be in attendance he refused to share. That got me antsy, in a good way but also in a nervous one. "Relax." he told me, giving my paw a reassuring squeeze "Remember your exercises..."
I took two deep breaths, regaining control of my breathing, taking note of my heart rate, willing them under control. The exercise served both as a gauge and a distraction from whatever was on my mind, putting me in control of my anxieties. The thought made me smile and I nodded, leaning into his arm.
The building we stopped at was not the classy retreat we often found ourselves in these days, instead it was a pretty standard apartment complex I didn't realize had been finished. Walking up I noticed the sign said it would be inviting visitors to the first open houses the following week. "A pal of mine owns this building. He invited us in for a little fun." Sir explained, opening the door and leading me up the elevator to one of the two top floor suites. It was modern, if simply decorated, but as the elevator rose I became aware of music. Sir turned me towards him "Trust me pup?" I nodded of course, being met with a kiss and a blindfold. "Part of the fun this evening I promise." he said, guiding me through the open elevator door into a room I could not see but could feel.
The music bounced all around, the heat was immediately apparent and the smells...oh the smells. Musk, sweat, food, drinks. I could practically see the sweat on everyone dancing. "Tonight, unless you hear me say no, everyone else has the reigns." Sir spoke in my ears over the music. "I trust everyone here, but if you find yourself in over your head, they will stop." that was all the information I was given before a large hand that definitely wasn't Sir's, grabbed by other wrist and pulled me onto his lap.
"So this is Rich's boy eh?" a smokey voice blew in my face, "Quite a bit to look at..."i could feel his hands and his eyes. He had that same voice Sir did when he took charge. A natural predator hunting all too willing prey. His kiss was full of the same cigar smell, his tongue massive, but his lips distinctly reptilian. A dragon species or gator id assume based on his bravado. "Undress for us." he slapped my ass, pushing me out into the darkness infront of me. I could hear fair cheering, turning my cheeks red as I slowly but purposefully undressed myself.
When I was done I found myself back in the gators lap, I now realized he was fully naked as well. He placed my paws all over himself, had me stroke him and rub. I fondled his balls and sizable cock and was made to lick his armpits and play with his nipple rings. I was really getting into it when he threw a collar on me, directing me around with firm tugs exactly where he wanted my mouth.
Then the real point of the evening. I was pulled then to, what I assumed was another room. The door was closed and the air was cooler and the sounds toned down. I got excited, my mouth watering and my cock leaking. I could tell there were multiple guys in here with me, though I wasn't sure how many others were blindfolded. I could hear there soft chuckles and them undressing. Then I was put into a series of straps. From experience with Sir I knew they would want me to fight, but I was so excited I hardly put up a believable struggle. Still, they ate it up.
"W-what are you doing?" I feigned with a grin, just barely resisting but eliciting a tug as my hands were bound behind me, my legs spread with a bar, and the bar attached to the bedded surface they bent me over.
"Shut up!" one of them barked, "Yeah, learn your place." another breathed, slapping my ass. I grinned, listening...realizing.
I was the only one tied up in this room. There wasn't more sounds of clips or struggles. Now other scrambling footsteps or moans. It was just me. "Now im gunna just..."a voice sounded above me. I felt my mouth get opened and a fat cock shoved in. "just suck cock and shut up!" I different voice instructed "Mind the teeth." said a third, the man infront of my face just moaned.
They played with my hole then, adding lube and fingers, tugging at my balls and slapping my ass. Eventually, the first permitted due to his size I suspect, entered me in one fell push. I gasped, stopping my oral play for a moment before getting a healthy slap in the face and a few encouraging thrusts. My ass adjusted quickly, but the initial moments were uncomfortable to say the least. He wasnt thick so that was a blessing, but he was long enough to his my prostate, making me moan and drool like crazy.
"Thats it," the man above me breathed, "fuck yeah..." the voice sounded familiar but I couldn't focus. I just felt buttons getting pressed in all the right ways and violent ways my current top bent my bound arms and slapped my reddening ass.
"God, where's Rich been hiding this one? Im gunna nut already...how bad do you want it kid..."
The cock I was drooling over gave me a moment to breath and respond. "I-i want you to fill me so bad please.." I managed, unsure what else to say in my bliss, my maw immediately filled with more cock that before with no signs of hilting yet. The man gave me a few final thrusts before spitting profanities and filling me with his warm seed. He gave a few more playful thrusts before pulling out. I could hear cameras going, they played with his seed and lube. I was red in the face for sure, but my throat was too busy being stretched to try and control my breathing.
The next guy came up to bat, barbed and quick. Then a canine of some sort who was denied permission to knot me despite his and my own protests. The room was clearing out. I felt so full and warm and wet. Still I suckled the massive member in my mouth. It didn't feel equine, but it had to be at least 11 fat inches pressing into my throat, his pubes now pressed into my nose.
"Last one." the voice breathed, pulling out of my maw and walking around to my rear. I panted, wet and desperate. My whole body was warm with arousal. I had been denied permission to cum by one of them who would slap my balls and pull my cock tight when I seemed to get close, and oh could they tell when to cut me off...I moaned. "Please let me cum..." it was a pitiful sound but at the moment I didn't much care. I could hear more pictures being taken, making me whine.
"Do you know who I am?"the voice said simply, I could feel his meaty paws on my ass. "We haven't spoken often face to face."
It did sound familiar but I couldn't place it. I was not in the head space for such things. The blindfold came off, but I barely opened my eyes, panting into the sheets. "Look at me bitch." he growled in my ear, pulling my hair until I was at enough of an angle t look my Boss straight in the eye. Not even my supervisor, but the damn CEO.
"Mr. Patterso-" he pulled my hair cutting me off.
"Good, so you do know me. I have to say for a new member of the accounting team I find it a bit disappointing you didn't know I was spearheading this apartment project personally." he mocked. "Call me Boss."
"Y-yes Boss..." was all I could manage, my voice muffled by the sheets I was put back in.
"Rich said you were easy enough to train." he teased more, playing with my cheeks, pushing the leaking fluids back into me with his massive ursine fingers. He was a large grizzly with a rather distracting facial scar. As far as I could have ever guess before tonight he was all muscle, but he did apparently sport a muscle gut under his tailor made suits. "Here's how this is going to work." he placed his massive, slobbery cock at my used hole. The idea of all of him being inside me was both terrifying and a dream come true. Of course I had always had this weird fantasy in the back of my mind. All that bear bending me over his desk if I ever needed to bring him a report personally for some reason.
"You are getting a promotion." he said cheerfully, "And all you have to do is beg for it." he dropped his phone down in front of my face with a five minute timer. "You see I love it when bitches beg, and if you can make me cum in five minutes, we will be working much more closely on upcoming projects." he spoke clinically, pushing the first few inches of his cock in as he went. I groaned and moaned around him, trying to stay loose and focus. Was this really happening?
"If you have any other creative ideas on how to improve tonight..."he continued, pushing more in, teasing it out and pushing further. "I'm all ears Smith." thats when he did the most agonizingly amazing thing I have ever felt. Thats when he broke me. It wasn't about the job or the night anymore, it was all about his cock the minute he did it. Finally pressed all the way into me he turned me, slowly, grinding into my prostate until I was on my back. The spreader bar had been unclipped from the bed at some point and I was now tied up, missionary, with my massive Boss. My head was a mess of hormones and blood rushing this way and that. I panted, realizing just how much I was drooling onto myself.
"I dont care." I sobbed, realizing only then how unhinged I was "I dont care Boss just fuck me please. Fuck me til I cum please please please..." I moaned.
He growled, his eyes almost dangerous as he started into me. He was not gentle. I didn't want him to be. He fucked me silly. I laughed and begged and moaned and came, oh I came so hard with that massive cock slamming into me. I made more of a mess and apologized and begged for more. He took only one moment out of his session to stuff his used underwear in my mouth and keep going. He chocked me, just a little, right at the end, huffing and growling; dripping spit into my chest fur and face until he let out a roar and came into me, filling me with even more warmth that before.
In the panting silence of our afterglow I could hear a steady drip out of me despite his cock still throbbing in me. Finally pulled out, making me groan in his absence and at the wet sounds that followed. I couldn't move, I was racked with bliss. He left me there while he dressed. I was naked and spent, his underwear still lodged in my mouth, his scent still all around me.
"See you at work." he mocked from the doorway, exiting, and leaving me in silence.