MINA-0324

"Assistant, please report to my office.”

You slam your laptop shut and push yourself up begrudgingly. Another meeting with Ms Myoui, probably another fucking scolding from that cold bitch. If you didn’t need the money, you wouldn’t be working this damn job. Sure, it’s a pretty high position: Personal Assistant to the CEO of Myoui Tech Enterprises, but you don’t care about anything but the high four-figure salary. There’s always a lot to do, but who cares? You’re getting paid anyway, whether you do it or not.

You push open the wooden doors to the CEO’s office. Your boss, Myoui Mina, sits at her desk, typing on her laptop. She closes the laptop when you enter and rises from her chair.

“Take a seat at my desk, Assistant.”

You grumble and take the seat. Whatever she has for you probably has no value anyway. Another scolding, probably. Who gives a fuck?

Mina slides her blazer off her shoulders, draping it over her chair. She’s dressed in a white long-sleeved dress shirt, tucked into black dress pants. She would look kind of hot if she wasn’t such a bitch.

“I called you here to talk about your performance today. You’ve been causing me a lot of stress lately.”

Fucking shit. Another damned scolding. You’re fucking tired of it.

“Your performance is not up to par, and as your direct superior, I cannot have that on me.”

Mina undoes the buttons to her long sleeves as well as the top button holding her collar together.

“Your bad performance reflects badly on me, and on yourself. You’re an adult and you still can’t do your job properly.”

She sighs.

“Tell me, Assistant. How should I deal with you?”

You only answer with an annoyed grunt. You know that Mina is aware you feel this is a waste of time. You’re doing enough as is anyway reading whatever emails she sends you and answering some of them if you feel like it. It’s not like she doesn’t have another PA. In fact, the other PA does so much that you might as well be out of a job. You definitely can afford to slack off.

“If all you do around here is nothing of value, then you deserve to be fired. What do you say?”

What the fuck?

No. No, you can’t. You need the money.

“Perhaps I should really consider it. Minjeong can do all of your work anyway.”

No!

“No, Ms Myoui! I can’t lose this job! I’ll do better, I promise! I’ll do anything!”

“I’ve given you so many chances. Each time you have stressed me out and disappointed me. What makes this time different?”

Mina turns around to walk to the back of her office, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. The light of the afternoon sun shines through, the brightness shining around her body as she casts a shadow on the carpet.

“I’ll do anything, Ms Myoui. I cannot lose this job. I’ll make sure I do better. Anything. I’ll do anything.”

“Are you sure?”

Mina untucks her shirt from her pants. Her outfit seems to get more casual throughout, but you don’t have time to care about that. You can’t lose this job!

“Yes, I’m sure, Ms Myoui.”

“In that case…”

Mina raises her hands from behind her back to her front, appearing to fiddle with something. Rhythmic popping sounds come from her actions, and then the sound of a clasp being undone is heard. What is she doing?

To your shock, Mina flings a strapless bra into the shade away from the sun in her office. The red garment falls on the floor, and you take a moment to process the sight. In the time you try to make sense of what you’re seeing, Mina turns around to reveal her unbuttoned shirt and the valley between her perky breasts. Her nipples, erect either due to the cold air or arousal, or a mix of both, are poking through her blouse. Each clack of her heels gets louder as she steps closer.

You attempt to rise to your feet.

“Ms Myoui, what—mmph!”

You’re pushed back into your chair. Mina snaps behind you in the blink of an eye, and the cool steel of handcuffs bind your wrists together. The chain catches on to the wood of the backrest, leaving your arms bound behind you.

Even with as much resistance as you can offer, it is futile. Mina comes in front of you and bends down, her blouse dangling, chest jiggling from her movements.

“You’ve caused me so much stress, you know that?”

She caresses your cheek, her eyes gazing almost lovingly into yours. You know it’s a lie—Ms Myoui has been nothing but cold, and in fact, she’s probably getting off on the power rush.

Your eyes dart to the valley between her breasts, the bewilderment clear in your eyes. You hate that you’re staring at the bare chest of the woman you hate so much, but you can’t look away. Your cock hardens in your pants, the bulge definitely not escaping Ms Myoui’s notice.

“My eyes are up here. Look at me when I talk to you.”

You flick your gaze back up to look into Mina’s eyes.

“Your punishment for today—” she trails off and giggles, “—is to be my stress relief.”

She raises a hand to caress your cheek, then sliding down to your neck. She grips you hard, restricting your breathing as her lips brush against yours, her hot breath against your skin.

“ You’re going to be my fucking sex toy today, whether you like it or not, and I’m going to fuck you as many times as I want before you can go home. Is that clear, toy?”

What the fuck? This isn’t legal, what the fuck is she on?

“Ms Myoui, what is the meanin-”

“Shut the fuck up. How many times are you going to talk back? Do you want to be fired?”

Mina grabs your chin, interrupting your question. She glares at you throughout before standing up straight and releasing her grip. She smirks, before she unbuckles her belt and undoes her pants. With a little tug and a shimmy, Mina’s pants and red panties fall to the ground.

Your boss stands in front of you, naked. You lustfully rake your eyes across her body in spite of your fear. Mina’s honey brown skin is free of blemishes, and you admit that she definitely looks beautiful. Taut honey brown nipples sit atop her breasts, and six-pack abs line her torso. Your gaze travels down to her wide hips, then her supple thighs, drenched in her slick. The part of her body that sends a surge of arousal striking through your veins is the thigh gap at her crotch. Mina’s thighs meet a short ways beneath her sex, and you can clearly see Mina’s shaven clean, her glistening pussy right before your very eyes.

“Done ogling me, toy?”

You hurriedly try to look back up at Mina. Her cold glare falls upon you like a hammer to an anvil, your body molded to the form that the chair forces you to take, the makeshift frame that keeps you bound.

“I’m sorry, Ms Myoui, I—”

Slap!

Your ears ring as a sharp pain sears across your left cheek. The shock leaves you unable to speak—Mina just slapped you across the cheek.

“You talk too much.”

Mina steps back. She rests her weight on one leg, folding her arms. Her breasts draw your attention, but you snap your eyes back to hers when she speaks.

“Listen to me. Any wrong move you make, any action taken that I disapprove of, or any disappointing me during this session will result in immediate termination of your contract. I expect obedience from my employees at all times. Speak only when spoken to, and only act when you are ordered to do so. Am I crystal clear?”

You nod frantically, still in disbelief that you’re about to cross unspeakable boundaries with Ms Myoui. There is no way that your prim and proper boss can be undressed in front of you and about to use you for her own sexual pleasure. How many laws does that break?

Slap!

“I. Said. You. Speak. When. Spoken. To! IS THAT CLEAR?”

“Yes, Ms Myoui.”

“Good. It would do you well to remember that.” Mina then steps in front of you, caressing your cheek. “I can’t wait to cum on your cock.”

Mina’s hand slips down to your business shirt.

“You know, it’s a shame that I have to do things this way…” Mina’s nimble fingers work at the buttons, revealing inch after inch of your chest and torso with every undone button. “Ah… you work out, don’t you? A pity that such a handsome and fit man is such an inept and incompetent fool at his job.” Her eyes gleam with lust, as she squats down, running her fingers down your chest and abs. Her fingers trace over the different muscles, the sharp point of her nails lightly scratching thin lines across the sensitive surface of your skin. Mina makes eye contact with you, a smirk across her features.

“Maybe if you did better at your job, I would be fucking you as a reward.”

Mina sighs.

“A pity that you’re so useless, toy.”

Mina’s hands reach for your belt and she slides the leather out of the buckle. She then pops the button open, almost ripping the zipper off with how hard she tugs at it. A yank of your pants and it sits at your knees, and with another few hard tugs, Mina throws your pants aside. Your hard cock stands straight and proud, white precum beading the tip. You’re so aroused at the sight of a horny Mina—even if she’s got you tied up against your will, you can’t help but admit that you’re eager to be used as her sex toy.

“You know, I’d do it too. If you were just as good as Minjeong is, I’d have called you in here and stripped myself for you. I’d have sat on this desk and spread my legs wide open and showed you my wet pussy. I’d have told you that I was free for you to fuck, that you could have sex with me however you liked. Sadly, this isn’t the case at all.”

With every word, your cock only grows harder. If she isn’t lying…

Mina goes to the back of your chair and twists you to face her desk again. She goes around you to hop on the desk, and she spreads her legs wide open. Her glistening flesh draws your attention, her pussy clenching when your eyes feast on the sight of it.

“Do you like my pussy, toy?”

You nearly nod, but you quickly remember Mina wants a verbal reply.

“Yes, Ms Myoui.”

Slap!

“Fucking pervert. You’re fucking pathetic.”

Mina grabs a handful of your hair. She pulls it painfully, and you grimace at her strength. It feels like she might rip it out at the roots.

“Fucking eat me.”

Mina yanks at your head and your face crashes into her pussy. She wastes no time—her hands grab the back of your head to hold you steady and she grinds herself messily against your nose and mouth.

“I said, fucking eat me!”

You oblige begrudgingly, your tongue venturing out to lick her over her pussy lips.

“Yes… good boy.”

In spite of your initial reluctance to be Mina’s sex toy, you can’t help but slowly admit that your desires are getting the better of you. Your cock throbs hard with every moan Mina releases when your tongue flicks over her clit, and you twitch every time she swears in pleasure. Mina is a fucking sexy woman, and it doesn’t help that you literally have a front row seat to watch her fondle herself while you perform oral sex on her. Mina rolls her left breast in time with your licks, and she lets out a throaty groan when you flick her clit a few times with your tongue.

“Your tongue, inside me. Now.”

Mina groans when you part her walls open, your tongue sliding deep into her wet pussy. She tastes bittersweet with a bit of a sour tang, but you’re too horny to care. Your cock twitches hard with every moan your boss releases, and you feel small spurts of precum flow from your dick to bead at the tip, some of it dripping to the floor. You slide your tongue around her walls, tracing every little fold of hers. You draw shapes within her walls, write her name, write yours. After all, with your hands bound, there’s not much more you can do. When you slide out of Mina to kiss and suck her clit again, she pulls at your hair to lift you off her sex.

“Enough. You’re never going to make me cum like that.”

Mina stands up from her desk and she pulls at your legs. Your arms smack hard against the cuffs as your body slides forward by a few inches, enough for your hard cock to stand straight up, unobstructed. Mina grins when she sees how much white stains your uncut cock.

“Hm. You’ve got good taste, toy. So thick and hard for me, and so much precum too.” Mina kneels on the floor between your legs, her hand gripping your shaft hard. You hiss in pain at her strength, and when her nails scratch lightly against the skin of your balls, you shudder.

“So full too, your balls. God, I can’t wait to drain the cum from these.”

Without any warning, Mina dives for your shaft. Her lips wrap around you, tongue sliding all over your sensitive tip to collect the precum all over your cock. Her hands begin to slide up and down your shaft, her tongue never halting the circular motions around your tip even when she releases you from her lips.

“A-Ah, Ms Myoui!”

“Shut up.” Mina slaps your cock, and you whimper at the sensation. You’re not just a toy to slap, but deep down, you wanted this, and now that you’ve got it, you only get harder.

“Oh my, toy. You like this, don’t you? What, a few slaps and you’re fucking twitching like you’re cumming.” Mina laughs, then slaps your cock again. You gasp in pleasure, your head thrown back against the chair as another jolt of pleasure courses through your system. One more slap, and you feel the beginnings of your orgasm start to build.

“No, no, Ms Myoui!”

Mina says nothing, but the grin on her face says it all. You’re powerless, unable to resist against her strikes. You’re usually not like this—the girls you sleep with all end up calling you Daddy, and they all end up fucked so silly they can only think about how good the fuck was, but with Ms Myoui, you’re unable to even mouth off.

“If you cum, I’ll fire you.”

Mina gives you one more hard slap, and you nearly blow your entire load. One shot of cum shoots from your tip, the white semen splattering on Mina’s perky breasts, and you whimper when your boss grabs you by the throat.

“I fucking said not to cum!”

Tears begin to flow from your eyes. That’s it, you’re done, you’re fired. The money you needed, this job, all lost.

Mina scoops your cum from her chest. She plays with it, the thick sticky strands coating her fingers with every motion, then she lowers herself to your vision. She parts her lips to take your cum in, her tongue gliding over her fingers, cleaning them of your seed.

“At the very least, you taste good.” Mina doesn’t lose her glare though. “I’m going to give you one more chance.”

“Yes, Ms Myoui! Please, please, I can’t lose this job, please! I need the money, please!”

“Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you ended up here, hm? If only you did. Sit up.”

Mina straddles you, standing over your body. She grabs your cock, and she lowers herself down until your shaft meets the entrance to her pussy.

“If you last until I’m happy without cumming again, I’ll let you keep your job. If you even thrust up one time, I’ll fucking throw you out myself.”

Mina drops herself to your hilt, a loud moan echoing around the room. She spares no time in chasing the pleasure she wants—she begins bouncing on your cock, all the way from hilt to tip and back to hilt again. The afternoon sun bathes her body in gold, and you’re simultaneously cursing and thanking the gods for such a wonderful sight.

Mina’s porcelain skin shines in the glow of the sunlight, her nipples only more tantalizing with each jiggle of her chest. The wet claps and squelches of your cock hilting in Mina’s pussy each time only add to the erotic sounds in Mina’s office, and you’re unable to stop moaning with how good Mina’s pussy feels. You’re not only enjoying the warmth of the sun on your skin—Mina’s amazingly tight pussy feels so hot around your cock, and the quivering of her walls around your shaft only draws you closer to orgasm.

“God, this feels so good, fuck!”

“Oh, fuck, Ms Myoui!”

Slap!

“You call me Mistress, toy!”

A broken moan leaves your lips as Mina bounces herself harder on your cock. Her moans melt into a long string of gibberish, her pussy getting wetter and tighter. Every snap of her hips down to your cock stains more of your crotch with her slick.

“Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming on your pathetic cock!”

With a scream, Mina’s pussy contracts hard, and your cock is forced out of her hole with a wet “Plop!”. Mina stands up on shaky legs, a large gush of squirt covering your cock and thighs, her orgasm spraying all over your body when she rubs her clit furiously. Mina’s body jerks hard with every expulsion of fluid, and you draw ragged breaths with how desperate you are to hold on to your orgasm.

Mina gets off your lap when the aftershocks of her orgasm slow to a halt, and she forces your legs together. She gets on your lap again, this time with her ass facing you.

“I’ve been told by so many men that my ass is the best part of my body. You gave me such a good orgasm earlier, and now I’m going to reward you very well in return. You get to watch my ass bounce as I fuck your cock again.”

You whimper at her words. You’ll never last one more round.

“Th-Thank you, Mistress.”

“Good boy.”

Mina sinks herself on your cock again. Again, she gives you no breaks—she returns to her earlier pace and fucks herself on your cock relentlessly. You can only moan wordlessly at the sight of your boss’s ass rippling with every drop of her body on your hard cock, and you can feel your orgasm right at the base of your cock, the pressure immense.

“Ms Myo—Mistress, I can’t, I can’t!”

“HOLD IT!”

You fight so hard to.

“FUCK!”

Mina screams again as she leans back, your cock squeezed incredibly tightly deep in her depths. Another gush of squirt explodes out of her to drench your thighs, calves, and feet, the wet puddles on her office floor growing in size with each spray of squirt from her orgasming body. You’re forced to ride out the waves of her orgasm deep within her, and through sheer willpower and the desire not to be fired from this well-paying job, you magically keep that frayed rope from snapping. Just a little more and you’d have emptied your balls deep into her.

Mina bounces her ass on your cock again when she recovers sufficiently. Every little movement is torture, but at the least, this might be the last round of sex Mina will have with you before you’re allowed to cum. Hopefully.

“That’s two, my dear toy.”

You whimper.

“You’ve served me decently enough. I will let you keep your job. Now, I want you to empty these balls deep into my pussy for your third. Is that clear?”

Without waiting for a reply, Mina grinds circles on your crotch with hers. You release shaky breaths when Mina lifts herself up again, before dropping down just like earlier. Her ass ripples again, and the erotic sight reminds you of how close you are.

“Your balls, they’re so full…”

Mina’s every word drips sex, her voice a little hoarse from her screaming earlier. Her raspy moans get louder and quicker when she fucks herself quicker once again.

“Thrust, toy. I’m not going to put in all the work just so you can cum.”

All the limits are off.

You take off, your core flexing with every hard thrust you send up into Mina’s pussy. You’re going to get your money’s worth—if you’re going to cum in your boss’s tight little fuckhole, you’re definitely not letting her off without at least pounding that tight cunt.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, that’s it, fuck me like that, just like that! Fuck, maybe you’re not so pathetic then, if you can fuck like that! Right there, yes, right there!”

You chuckle in your mind. You’re still just as good at sex as you were.

“Oh my God, fuck, I’m going to cum, fuck!”

With a grunt, you speed up your thrusts, pistoning your cock deep into your boss’s fuckhole. You weren’t going to waste your chances—you wanted to cum in her while fucking her silly.

“FUCK, I—”

Mina’s ear-splitting scream heralds her strongest orgasm yet—her pussy absolutely crushes your cock as her squirt sprays straight akin to a pressure washer. Her walls quiver extremely hard with every gush, her squirting orgasm drenching everything in it’s path. She falls back on your body, her hips jerking and bucking on every spray. At the same time, all you can see is white—you seemingly lose your vision to a thousand flashes of light, and your shaft explodes deep within Mina’s depths. Thick white hot cum paints Mina’s walls with every spurt, and your balls hurt from how hard you expel every bit of cum deep into Mina’s womb. Shot after shot of semen, bit by bit of your sanity, you lose yourself in the pleasures of the flesh, the pleasure of Myoui Mina’s flesh.

When both of your orgasms subside, Mina pulls herself off your softened shaft. Thick drops of cum fall from between her freshly fucked cunt onto your cock and thighs, and Mina moves to gather her clothing into a neat pile from her desk. You stare blankly at her ass and pussy, your cum still leaking down her thighs.

“Haven’t you seen enough, Assistant?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“That’s Ms Myoui to you.”

Mina moves behind you, a key in her hands. You hear the click of the locks, and your hands fall limply to your sides, the cuffs finally off your body.

“I’ll see you 8am sharp tomorrow, Assistant. Good job on today’s work. Goodnight.”