Petty was known for her dominance in the office, and today she was pushing boundaries even further. As she sunk into her plush leather chair, she smirked, eyeing her unsuspecting assistant. With a sinister glint in her eye, she leaned forward and patted her lap invitingly.
Her assistant, nervous but obedient, hesitated only slightly before sidling over to her. He tentatively placed himself on his knees before her, waiting for his command. Petty grinned wickedly and reached out to grab him by the collar. Yanking him closer, she whispered in his ear.
"You've been such a good little assistant. I think you deserve a reward." Her voice was sultry and seductive, sending shivers down his spine. She leaned back in her chair, spreading her legs wide as an invitation. Despite his growing apprehension, he couldn't resist the temptation.
As he knelt before her, his face only inches from her wet, bare pussy, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could feel the warm, sensual energy radiating from his fearless boss. Then, suddenly, there was a sharp sting on his ass as she slapped him hard.
He yelped in surprise and opened his eyes to see her grinning wickedly down at him. "Don't you ever close your eyes when you're with me," she purred menacingly. He could feel the heat of her breath on his cheek as she leaned in close, her lips practically brushing against his ear.
"Now," she continued, her voice low and seductive, "tell me how much you love worshiping my perfect little pussy." He swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. But before he could gather his thoughts or try to escape, she slapped him again, harder this time.
"Answer me!" she hissed angrily through clenched teeth. He could feel the heat of her rage coursing through him, making his knees weak and his cock rock hard despite the situation. Tears streamed down his face from the stinging slap, but he didn't move from his position.
Finally, Petty sighed impatiently and picked up a remote control from her side table. With a push of a button, the room plunged into darkness except for the soft glow of a nearby lamp. She leaned back in her chair once again, spreading her legs wider this time, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy to him. She watched intently as his eyes widened in shock and desire.
"Take your time," she purred seductively. "But make sure you give me what I want." She placed her hands behind her head, lifting her breasts up as she let out a soft moan. It was clear that she was getting turned on by this power play.
Slowly, nervously, he lifted his head up from between her legs and kissed her softly on the inner thigh. Her skin tasted sweet and salty from her arousal, and it only fueled his own desire. He took a deep breath and went in for a longer, more passionate kiss, his tongue darting between her folds.
Petty let out a moan of appreciate as his tongue explored her wetness. It felt so good that she wanted to punish him even more just to keep him in this submissive state. She reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head deeper into her pussy.
As he licked and sucked her clit, she reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants, squeezing it lightly in her hand. He let out a loud groan of pleasure and pushed himself further into her hand. She squeezed tighter, loving the feeling of power she had over him.
After a few minutes of intense pleasure, Petty felt herself getting close to climaxing. She slammed her ass down onto his face, grinding her hips against his nose and mouth. "You fucking love every minute of this, don't you?" she growled, her tone dark and menacing.
As she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, she slapped his face hard again, this time leaving a red mark on his cheek. He couldn't speak; he could only whimper and beg for more. She loved the sound of his desperation.
Finally, with one last forceful push, Petty came, her pussy flooding his mouth with her sweet nectar. She let out a loud moan of pleasure and collapsed back into her chair, breathing heavily. Slowly, reluctantly, she pulled her legs apart and let him climb out from under her.
As she watched him climb back to his feet, she smirked triumphantly. "You're dismissed," she said coldly, dismissing him with a flick of her wrist. He turned to leave, his heart racing and his mind still reeling from the experience.
Just as the door clicked shut behind him, Petty let out a sigh of satisfaction. She ran her hands through her hair, enjoying the rush of power she had just experienced. Maybe she didn't need a new assistant after all...
