Suddenly, she knew what he wanted, and it exhilarated her. “Yes, Master,” she whispered. He fastened the black coral necklace around her neck, and she was his. She looked up into his eyes, and without even thinking, her hands went to the front of his expensive trousers. His eyes focused on her fiercely, he nodded his head. Celine uncovered his swollen cock almost worshipfully, and she stared at the thick swollen glans, committing its shape, size, and texture to memory before her tongue flicked out tentatively to lick at the velvety skin. The flat of her tongue brushed the underside of his glans and then poked at the slit in the tip. Hungrily she took the whole glans into her mouth and began to work the thick shaft into her willing mouth and throat. Her gag reflex never kicked in as the head slipped past her soft palate and lodged deep in her throat. Celine’s hands locked on his ass cheeks as she pulled him towards her, twisting her head and making swallowing motions with her throat muscles. He gripped her shoulders and began thrusting into her, and she began to cum from the joy of being so used, so completely his. As quickly as he had begun to thrust into her mouth he pulled out, his naked cock quivering with his impending orgasm.
“Beg for it,” he demanded, “beg me to cum in your mouth!”
Tears streaming from her lovely violet eyes, Celine begged him to cum in her mouth. “I need it master!” she cried, her mouth open wide, “Cum in my mouth!” Her forced her head down on his cock and swallowed it whole as he erupted in her mouth. Dribbles of cum slipped out of her lips and she licked them up separately after swallowing the load in her mouth. Taking her time, still grasping the hard cheeks of his ass, she licked him clean. When he was limp again, she sat back on her heels, awaiting his command.
As if nothing at all out of the way, he straightened his clothes and sat back in his chair. He gestured to a chair near his and she sat in it after picking up the very expensive fountain pen and a leather covered steno book with her name stamped in gold on the front. After he dealt with a dozen or more items, he told her to get dressed.
A stretched Town Car Limousine met them at the front door and whisked them away. When they stopped at the Jetport, Sylvia met them at the front counter with Celine’s purse, a brand new international phone, and her passport. Sylvia gave her instructions on using the new phone in France and gave her the owner’s manual. “France!” Celine exclaimed, I don’t even have an overnight bag.”
Sylvia smiled. “You won’t need one,” she said, “Mister Dunn provides a complete new wardrobe for his executive assistants…he picks it out himself to make sure it is all to his tastes.”
Celine wondered dreamily if that meant she would soon be modeling French lingerie for her new master.”
“It certainly does,” Sylvia responded with a wry smile. For the first time, Celine noticed the black coral necklace around the woman’s neck. She was startled. “The money doesn’t stop when he picks a new executive assistant,” Sylvia smiled wickedly, “if you last the first year it gets better.”
A golden Adonis met her at the door to the Gulfstream corporate jet and led her to the onboard office, where Dunn was already working. She strapped into a recliner with her pen and pad in hand and the aircraft took off. When they were in the air and the captain had announced they had reached cruising altitude and speed, Dunn pressed a button and the Adonis came to the office. Dunn motioned them both to a door at the rear of the office and the three of them entered the bedroom that filled the rear of the aircraft. Dunn sat in an upholstered chair and directed them to the bed. Show her your penis Stefan,” Dunn ordered.
“From time to time,” Dunn said conversationally as Stefan stepped out of his tight white pants, “we entertain guests either on board or in hotel rooms. Some of our guests are women, and sometimes one of our guests has more exotic tastes. Whatever they want, whatever combination they might want, we are prepared to take care of their desires. Sometimes, you or Stefan will perform for our guests…sometimes alone, sometimes separately but always cheerfully and obediently.”
“Yes master,” she breathed, a bit overcome by the gorgeous blonde man stripping beside her. There was no hair on his body except for his eyebrows and his head, there was no hair on his beautifully tanned body. His skin shone and he smelled of coconut oil. Celine was unsure of how she should deal with this, but she awaited Dunn’s cue…whatever he wanted, she would do for him.
“She’s been bad again Stefan,” Dunn said, “She didn’t take my hint.” Stefan stood, nude, and stripped her naked. For the first time she noticed the rings on the bulkhead. Stefan secured one hand to each of the upper rings, about a foot apart through the rings with a Velcro device that didn’t hurt her but kept her fastened securely. He then did the same with her feet, her long slender legs spread and her newly shaved pussy on display. She was displayed nude and helpless before Dunn, her most intimate parts exposed to his view. “I think she needs to be whipped Stefan,” Dunn said as Stefan put a ball gag in her mouth and tightened it.