Becoming His Ch. 02

He looked at them sternly and with a slight anger in his voice he answered, "I had the pleasure of sliding my cock into my beautiful lady. Now... if you are through, get out immediately".

The two women giggled as he made the mistake of pulling back from me and it became apparent that regardless of how mad he was, the closeness of my body had him rock hard and wanting me.

"Here's the deal boss...we have always wondered what kind of lover you are but of course we know you would never do anything with someone that worked for you. Make love to Danica and let us watch! Please boss. Please." Jan and Stephanie both pleaded.

I looked into his face and I saw the anger rising up inside of him. However, I gripped his hard cock in my hand and gave it a slow stoke up and down as I said, "It's ok Paul...it could be fun having an audience".

He smiled down at me, "You want to live out that fantasy you told me earlier?"

"Please, Sir... But if you don't want to, I understand."

"You little vixen... I want you to myself. However, since you asked nicely, we will." He flashed an angry sneer at the two treacherous woman and then the smile returned his face as he looked into my eyes. He picked me up in his arms and hugged me close. His robe felt soft against my bare skin.

"May I?" I asked as my hands go under his robe to rub his shoulders.

He nodded as he kissed me deep and our tongues danced together. As I slowly took off his robe, my hands caressed his strong arms. The robe puddled around his feet and he lifted me up in his arms, allowing his cock to slide between my legs and rest against my pussy. I could feel my lubrication begin to coat his shaft.

All the while, the two women were watching us, taking in the sight of the joy we had together. He carried me to the desk and sat me directly in front of his chair on the desk. He laid me back and then sat down as he brought his mouth close to my pussy. He flicked his tongue around my lips and smiled to himself as he heard the familiar mewing sounds come from my throat.

From my position, although the image is upside down, I saw Jan lift her skirt and begin to rub her own pussy. Stephanie was massaging her breasts through her shirt and watching me intently as Paul slid his tongue deep into my pussy. He tried to send his tongue deeper and deeper while he let his finger tease my asshole. My clit was swollen and he couldn't resist sucking it into his mouth and letting his tongue dance across.

I opened my eyes again to see both women now have their hands inside their panties and appear to be fingering themselves. At that moment, he slid a finger into my ass and two into my pussy. His mouth was attacking my clit.

"Cum, Danica. Show these women a real orgasm."

"Yes... Sir..." I moaned. I closed my eyes again as I began to shake and cum all over his face.

While I was still climaxing, he lifted me into his arms from the desk and brought me over to a coffee table in front of his office couch. He placed me on all fours on the table and move behind me.

Sternly, he commanded, "Sit down on the couch you two. It's time you saw how a real man makes love to a woman."

They do as they are told, still fingering themselves as they sat. I felt the head of his cock teasing the lips of my pussy. I looked over my shoulder at Paul and smiled, then I looked directly at them and said, "Please Sir...Fuck my sweet pussy Master, slide that hard cock into me and fuck me like the whore I am."

They watched with wide-open eyes as he began to send his hard cock deep into my tight pussy. He couldn't help but groan as he felt my tight hot tunnel grip his cock like a vise. In and out he slid his hard cock and soon I began to fuck back against him. The two have now both removed their panties and I was watching as they were fucking themselves with their hands as I felt his cock growing even harder inside me. Jan was the first to release. She came all over her hand and slumped into the couch. Paul continued to fuck me deep and hard. I tried to watch Stephanie, but the pleasure we felt from fucking is too much to stay focused. I close my eyes again.

Faster and faster he rammed his hard cock into me. He grabbed both of my hips for leverage and this allowed him to go even deeper. My ass was slamming against his thighs when I felt my nipples being tweaked. It only took a moment to realize that Paul's hands were still on my hips. I opened my eyes to see Jan gently rolling my nipples between her fingertips. I looked at Paul, he looked back at me never missing a stroke. He nodded in acceptance and continued to drive into my sweet pussy. This sight was too much for Stephanie and she moaned out in climax.

I closed my eyes again, enjoying the feel of Jan's fingertips on my nipples and his cock, pounding deep inside of me. After a few more strokes in and out, I felt a set of fingers massaging my clit as his cock slides back and forth past it. I looked back at Stephanie and winked as she fingered my clit.He began relentless at this point. His cock was a blur as he fucked his whore and his two assistants played with her nipples and clit.

"Paul... I am gonna cum...please Sir, fuck me harder... make me cum on your hard cock."

My words are like lightning to his soul because that moment, he increased his pace even more and I could feel the head of his cock swelling. I love that feeling since I knew that it means he was close himself.

"Oh God Danica, my pussy is so tight and hot. Cum for me baby."

The two women's fingers were a blur across my nipples and clit. I began to moan a deep guttural moan as my orgasm took over my body. I felt my pussy start to quake and then it radiated throughout my body until I was shaking from head to toe. I could feel the waves of my orgasm ripple through my pussy as it began to massage his cock like never before.

Paul followed by exploding into me with such force that I could feel his cum blast over and over in the depths of my pussy. We fell exhausted to the floor in each other's arms still shaking from the orgasms.

We must have passed out from the ecstasy because we woke together with Stephanie licking and lapping at my pussy while Jan was sucking and licking Paul's cock clean while bringing it back to full hardness.

As Jan began to stroke my cock, she smiles and looked us both in the eyes "We decided that such a performance deserved an encore... so we cleaned you both up with our tongues. I guess we will see you later."

"I assume you will be there tonight?" Stephanie asked with a wink.

"Leave you two, we are not working today anymore," Paul said forcefully.

With that, the two ladies left. Just seeing his forcefulness made my pussy wet again. Smiling at him, I said, "You are truly dominate, Sir, in all sense of the word."

"Does it turn you on, little girl?"

"Very much so, Sir."

"You're mine."

"Yours," I say as I kissed him passionately.

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I walked down the stairs in a strapless black dress, and our eyes met. I smiled down at him as he reached his hand to help me with the last of the stairs. He pulled me close, put his hand at the scoff of my neck, and kissed me. His other hand caressed my back as mine wrapped around his neck.

He broke the kissed, still holding my neck, "You are beautiful, Danica... but you are missing one thing." With the hand that was on my back, he reached into his suit jacket and moved whatever was in there around. It sounded like loose change.

"I am sorry, Sir. Should I have kept my hair up? Less makeup?"

Shaking his head, he pulled out the little surprise. It was a string of silver balls. I looked at him curiously. "Ben wa balls," he said sternly. "Sit on the couch. Legs a parted,"

I moved to the couch as instructed but I was hesitant of these silver balls. They were about half the size of golf balls. He dangled them in front of me. Four silver balls on a string and I can only imagine the spot they are suppose to go in.

"Open," he demanded as his fingers ran over my lips. I did. He put his thumb in my mouth and my natural instinct was to suck. "Good girl... Open wider." As I did, he inserted the balls, one by one. "Get them wet, slut."

"Yesss Sir," I tried to say with my mouth full. He just chuckled at my efforts.

He pulled on the string and took them out. Kneeling, he inserted two fingers into me. I moaned out of pleasure. He slapped my pussy, hard. I groaned. That was the first time he has done that.

"I didn't do that for your enjoyment, slut. You moan only when it's meant for pleasure.Understand?"

"Yes."

He slapped it again. "Yes, what?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Seems your cunt enjoys these slaps," he smiled as he trailed his fingers around my outer lips, coating them in my juices. Reaching my opening, he slowly slipped the first ball in. I shivered to the coldness. The others soon followed until all four were inside. "Stand up," he instructed.

As I do, I felt the balls move around inside of me. I felt full.. Completed... And naughty. I would have never guessed I would go out in public with a toy inside of me. I smiled at him as he watched me become accustomed to these silver invaders.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Feel like the dirty whore you are?"

"Yes Sir. Very much."

"Good. Our limo is waiting."

Arm in arm, he escorted me to our white limo which was full of strawberries and champagne. "Paul," I said as I take in all around me, "this is too much. I should be treating you. You are the one receiving the award."

Smiling, he kissed me as he said, "Your smile is enough to be my award."

"How did we end up here? Why did you picked me?"

Seeing the self doubt in my eyes, "Why are questioning this now Danica? I am about to take you out and introduce you to my colleagues."

I shrugged, "I don't know... Just you can have any woman..."

"Picked you because you are different than anyone else I met. I couldn't resist you. Danica, I understand you have insecurities, but Danica, " he said reassuring, taking my face in his hands, "I picked you." He kissed me hard. Pressing our foreheads together, "Now, let us go and enjoy tonight. This is just the beginning."

"Yes, Sir," I said smiling. Paul reached forwarded and knocked on the screen divider. With that, we were on our way.

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The ceremony took place at the Stanford Park Hotel, the place where we first crossed the line. Arms linked, we walked through the lobby and into the banquet room, everyone congratulating him along the way. I didn't want to impose on his spotlight so I stood behind him and smiling as he talked to his colleagues.

Plus, I don't think I could hold a long conversation with someone since every step I took was followed by a tingle in my pussy and a throb from my clit. These balls moved around inside of me and one in particular is rubbing on my g-spot. I couldn't help but let out a low moan as I walked.

Being the only hearing me, Paul smiled and winked at me. He winked at me... Our little secret. As I smiled to myself at his adorableness, I felt someone grab me from behind. I felt a warm breath on my neck and something hard... But it was near my ass like a cock should, it was higher on my back, chest level. Harden nipples.

Once I heard her voice I knew who it was, "Have you two been naughty?"

I let out a giggle as I turned around to face Stephanie and Jan, both with harden nipples. I simply nodded.

Being the curious little vixens they are, Jan aske, "How so?"

I leaned in closer so no one could hear me, "I have silver balls... Inside of me."

"That's so fucking hot!" Stephanie said a little too loudly. Paul, who was talking in the group behind us heard and turned around. He rose his glass to us and grin, particularly at me. I watched him as he continued to talk and reach into his pocket. Continue to watch him, I knew he had something up his sleeves.

All of sudden, the ball that was on my g spot began to vibrate. It was so low no one could hear but because of the location of the ball, I gasped. I reached out to Stephanie's shoulder and lower my head.

Jan looked back at Paul grinning as he was watching me struggle to maintain my posture. "I haven't seen Dr. Morris smile this much before," she observed.

Sarcastically I said, "It could because his whore is being tortured by a silver ball. "

"His whore? You mean like... He pays you? I thought you were just his student he wanted to fuck," Stephanie said.

After a good couple minutes of this, Paul decided to stop the vibrations, for now. I was finally able to compose myself. I then began to explain to the girls the situation, "I am only telling you this because Paul himself said you are his closest confidants. I am not his mistress, well technically I am since he is married, but I am more than that. He owns me."

Jan crooked her head to the side, "Owns?"

I nodded, "Owns me. Completely. I am his submissive."

Wanting to know more, Stephanie chimed in, "You mean like BDSM?"

"Shh, lower your voices. And yes, like BDSM. We aren't extreme... yet at least, but yes he is my dominant, my Master, my Sir as I am his sub, his whore..." I saw their eyes widen more and more and I decided to add more to this list, "...his personal fuck toy, his cum dumpster, his..." I was going to continue but I felt a hand on my bare back.

"I think you about summed it up there babe," Paul said smiling. "Owned, submissive, cum-loving whore."

Jan and Stephanie are dumbfounded by this revelation. They couldn't figure out what to say to us.

Jan finally broke the silence by bluntly admitting, " I am so turned on right..."

Stephanie nodded in agreeance, "You two... Your... Relationship is sexy as fuck."

"Yes, she is sexy as fuck," Paul said. We all smiles and laughed at that.

As we continues to stand there, Paul's hand crawled run my hand up and down to my front where my dress had a sexy slit. He exposed my flesh in plain view of the two women.

"Careful boss, you're going to make... Your whore...moan again" Stephanie said jokingly. It turned me on hearing someone else call me his whore. Made me feel truly owned.

"That's the plan...as many times as I want", Paul replied.

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We took our seats near the stage. Jan and Stephanie seat directly across from us. Paul casually places his hands on my thigh. Looking straight at the girls, he slipped his hands under the dress' slit and coated two fingers with my nector. Stephanie almost orgasms as we all watched Paul bring his fingers to his mouth and lick them clean.

"Ummm, ummm, ummm... I love the way my whore tastes" Paul whispered to me which brings a fresh blush to my face.

The evening continues as we ate, drank and teased each other throughout the event. Occasionally he would turn on the vibrating balls when I was trying to have a conversation with someone. I would continuously be squirming in my seat trying not moan in pleasure each time.

All too soon, the event began to calm and Paul took my hand and places it on his arm as we started toward the car. I wobbled a little and giggled as the champagne has had more of an effect than I thought. Paul caught me multiple times and In that moment, it is as if no one else was around and we began to kiss passionately. Lips pressed against each other, arms wrapped holding us tight and our tongues dancing together in our mouths.

Poor Michael, the limo driver, waited patiently with the door open until the world came back into our view.

Jan and Stephanie yelled out, "Get a room!" in jest as they passed us on their way to their cars.

"Who needs a room when you have the whole world to explore" Paul whispered in my ear as he helped me into the car. I didn't know what that meant at the time but I would soon find out.

"Drive up the coast Michael. It's a beautiful night and we both love the view," Paul instructed.

Michael put the car in drive and off we went. Paul rose the divider and pull me close to himself. He kisses every bare inch of my skin, sending shivers up and down my body.

When Paul ran out of bare skin, he began to remove my dress and continued to kiss each newly uncovered of flesh. I began to moan each time his lips touched me, and that only spurred him on. He had me naked on his lap. I could feel the hardened cock pressing against my ass through his slacks. As I reached for it, he stopped me.

I looked at him in disbelief for a moment before he whispered, "Later sweet one, right now I want to savor your body".

He laid me across the bench seat and spread my legs. I saw the hunger in his eyes and I knew that he intended to have his favorite "dessert".

Slowly, he pulled on the string having each ball slid out of me. He put them in his mouth and sucked on my juices. As he tossed them aside, he said,. "My whore tastes delicious, but I want to taste from the source."

In a split second, I felt his tongue lapping at my sweet pussy, enjoying the lovely juices that were flowing from it. His tongue darted from my clit, to my lips, to diving deep inside of me and fucked me with his tongue. Over and over his tongue flew from one to the next until I could swore that he was licking sucking and lapping everywhere at once.

No doubt he could hear my breath becoming shallow and feel my pussy begin to pulsate. He sucked my clit into his mouth and began to strum the very tip with his tongue while sliding two fingers deep inside that tight pussy and hook them to hit my G-spot. That was all it took to send me over the edge.

"Cum for me," he demanded.

The waves of orgasm started from where his tongue was administering to my clit and moved outward across my entire body.

I was screaming at this point, "Yes Sir!! Yes, yes... Make your baby girl cum all over your face!!"

He continued to lap up my sweet cum as I shook and contorted on the seat in orgasmic bliss. But just as i thought he was going to let me begin to calm, He attacked again. This time, there are three fingers buried in my tight pussy, fucking me, massaging my G-spot while He voraciously sucked and licked my clit. It was so hard and it was still vibrating from my orgasm.

He sucked it into his mouth and nibbled on it just like he does to my nipples. My head was tossing back and forth. I was moaning and attempting to speak but the words were just gibberish at this point. My body rewarded him with another orgasm. This one was long and drawn out.

I shook, moaned and Humped his face while mumbling "Yes, yes, eat me... God... Fuck... Fuck". As the waves of pleasure continued to wash over me, He licked every drop of my cum from my pussy. It was at that point that everything went dark... I had passed out from the pleasure...

Paul opened the limo partition slightly and told Michael, "Head back to the house. It seems my baby girl has had a long night".

"Yes Sir," said Michael, "but from what I was hearing, I bet she has a smile on her face from ear to ear."

They both chuckled at that and he closed the window. He picked me up in his arms and sat me on his lap as the car heads towards his place.

As he looked down at this woman in his arms, I whispered softly, "My poor little girl, doesn't she know there is a punishment for passing out on her master," a devious grin crossed his face.

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Michael drove us to the house. Champagne, fine food and multiple orgasms still had the better of me, For my modesty in front of Michael, he took the time to re-dress me and as he just finished, Michael opens the door.

"Would you take the keys and open the door for me?" he said as he handed them to Michael. He did as he was told and he scooped me up in his arms and carried me towards the door.

"Would you like me to wait, Mr. Paul?" he asked.

"No, that will be all tonight. Thank you Michael, enjoy the rest of your evening". He had a knowing grin on his face as he laid the keys on the table near the door and shut it behind him as he left.