Ms. Delia Controls My Cock

Powers stood, tucked in his shirt, zipped up and went to sit at his desk, ignoring me. He thanked Ms. Delia.

“Now, you’ll entertain me. I want you to stroke your cock for me and cum in this glass.”

She bent down to place it on the floor in front of me as I knelt back on my haunches.

“Stroke it.”

A submissive’s story

I pulled on my engorged dick harder and harder. Several times she stopped me and slapped my cock or my face. I begged for release, pleaded, offered any service.

 She Allows Him To Cum

When she was satisfied, she finally told me to cum. I almost instantly exploded, aiming my stream into the glass. I don’t think I’d ever cum so much in my life. Although it had threatened to spill over several times, the direction of my spurts stayed within the glass.

“Drink it down.”

Almost crying from the humiliation but strangely excited at the same time, I obeyed, even taking the initiative of licking out the wide glass.

 Finding My Place

“You may dress and leave. Report to me on Monday at 9 a.m.,” she said. Ms. Delia rose, turned and walked out of the office. I looked over at Powers and he was watching data feeds, paying no attention to me or what had happened.

I quietly dressed and left. I sat for several minutes in my car thinking. It was clear to me that going forward I would be Mr. Powers’ cocksucker. It also was equally clear

I would be Her property. She would be my owner. I had found not only a place to work but I had

found my true place — on my knees, serving an Empress and sucking cock.