My name is Alexander Ryker. But you will not find my name in any police or government database. Many years ago, I paid a sizable sum of money to have my existence removed. One of the many advantages of being a member of the Illuminati.
I was sitting in my high back leather chair and butted the cigarette out in the self-cleaning ashtray on my desk. My office occupied the entire top floor of this building, with floor to ceiling, one-way windows all around that looked over the city skyline. The papers in front of me outlined my latest deal with the Yakuza, the purchase of ten thousand assault rifles I would be selling to the Iraqi government at a good margin. At this point, I had more money than I could spend in my lifetime. The real pleasure came in its ability to buy whatever I wanted. My flight to Japan was leaving in an hour. I needed something to relax me before my flight. I tapped the intercom.
“Avril, get me a Laphroaig and a Bolivar.”
Within minutes, my maid walked in holding a tray. On it was a wide snifter of single malt scotch, a cigar along with a cutter and lighter. Avril really was quite stunning. I brought her over from France after I spotted her working in a local club. She was dressed in the traditional French maid uniform. Her dark hair was pulled tight into a bun and she wore a black and white, white lace gloves, low cut top along with a skirt that barely covered her long slender legs. She walked around my desk, placed the snifter onto the table, cut the cigar and placed it into my mouth as I leaned back.
“Monsieur, would you like me to light it for you?”
“Yes Avril, please.”
I puffed on the smooth cigar, all the while staring at her beautiful tits as she leaned over. I thought I wanted booze to relax me, but seeing those boobs in that tight top made me realize what I really wanted. I casually reached out and ran my hands over her breasts. She immediately pulled back.
“Mais Monsieur! Vous ne…you should not do these things!” She pulled back.
“Now listen here Avril. How much do I pay you? Much more than you would possibly make in this country. You will do exactly what I want, when I want or you will no longer be employed here. I have to leave shortly, but before I go, I want you to get on your knees and suck me off. Are we clear?”
“But…I do like working for you. You do pay me well, but…I am not a, how you say… whore.” She placed the lighter onto the table and started to walk away.
I immediately pushed a button that automatically closed the heavy doors to the elevator. She walked over and pushed the button to open it, but nothing happened. I just took a small sip of the scotch and leaned back.
“Now listen here Avril. You know what I am capable of. You are not leaving this office until my come is down your throat. You can either do it willingly, or I will do it by force. If I have to do it by force…all I will say is that there will be other repercussions, of which your non-employment here will be the least of your concerns.”
She stopped pushing the elevator button and stood in front of it. I looked at her fine figure, paying special attention to her legs that were in a set of sexy dark stockings. She slowly turned around and walked back over to the desk.
“Monsieur…please do not make me do this.” She pleaded.
“Enough fucking around. Take off my pants and get started.” I still held the snifter in one hand but put my cigar down in the ashtray. She slowly got down onto her knees and after a few moments, started to undo my belt.
“Unzip me with your teeth.” I snarled.
After popping open the top button of my Armani pants with her lace gloved hand, she leaned over, fished around for the zipper and slowly pulled it down with her mouth. It was actually quite difficult for her considering how hard my dick now was.
“Come on, hurry up already. I’ve got work to do.” I said, taking another sip of scotch.
She opened my pants and then pulled down my underwear. My cock popped out, waiting for her.
“First, I want you to lick it slowly.” I said casually.
She shook her head side to side, not believing what she was being asked to do. She took each hand, put it onto the armrests of my chair, leaned forward and started to lick the shaft slowly. The teasing feeling of her wet tongue on me felt fantastic. The fact that she was drop dead gorgeous helped a lot as well.
“And now my balls. Put my fucking balls in your mouth.”
After a few more moments, she reached back up to the top of my pants and pulled them all the way down to my ankles. At first, she licked me some more along the shaft, but then slowly worked her way down. She first took one in her mouth, playing with it using her tongue.
“I knew when I first saw you in France, that you would be able to suck a great dick.”
My sentence seemed to shock her into realizing what she was doing. She suddenly pulled herself up, but stayed on her knees between my legs.
“S'il vous plait…do not make me do this.” Avril whined.
“I do not have time for this bullshit.” I said angrily. I put down my scotch and grabbed the bun of dark hair behind her head. “Open your fucking mouth now and suck me.” I pulled her head towards my crotch, but she tried to pull back. “Open it I said!” After a moment of hesitation, she stopped trying to pull back and slowly leaned forward again. With my other hand, I pulled my dick forward until it was lined up with her mouth. “Open wide bitch!” Her mouth opened up and I pulled her head forward over my dick. “Now suck it! Suck it like your life depended on it.”
She wrapped her lips around my penis and started suck gently. Using her hair as leverage, I started to move her head up and down on my penis. “Yeah, that’s it.” I could see her spit making my dick start to glisten and she slid up and down on my shaft. I took my hand off the back of her head and picked up my drink again. At first she stopped, but then started to move on her own. I think she started to realize that this was going to happen one way or another and instead, gave it her best.
She was actually giving a pretty good blowjob after all. “Put your hand around the shaft and stroke me while you suck me.” Her hand slowly moved off the arm rest and wrapped around the base of my dick. It was very sexy watching the white lace glove as it worked on my dick. I could hear a gentle slurping sound and she worked her way on my cock.
As she was working on me, my hand moved between us and I started to rub one of her breasts. I slid my hand into the top and directly onto her boob. She wasn’t wearing any bra under her top and I played with her nipple gently.
“Faster slut. I’ve got work to do.” She started to move quicker up and down and I watched her pretty face as she blew me. “And watch the teeth” as I took a sip from my drink and a drag from the cigar.
“Stop for a minute and just play with the head of my dick.” She took the penis out of her mouth and started to stroke the head of my penis with her hand. “No you dumb cunt! With your tongue.” She bowed her head with a look of shame and then wrapped her lips around the top. Her tongue started to play gently with the top, sending waves of pleasure through me.
“Now work your way down to the bottom. I want to see my dick so deep down your throat that I can’t even see it.”
She took her hands and put them onto my knees. Her mouth started to work its way down my shaft until there was only an inch or so left. I could tell she was already as deep as she thought she could go. But not deep enough for me. I took my hand and put it on the back of her head, grabbing her hair bun firmly. I pushed her down even further. She started to push back, but there was no way. She started to struggle a bit, giving my knee a little slap.
“I know you can go deeper than that. Come on!” I pushed harder, until her lips were buried deep into my pubic hair. She started to moan at first and then a little gag. I released her and her head shot up as she started to cough.
Before she could recover, I put my glass down and stood up. She looked up at me, with a pleading look in her eye. I reached over and put my hands on her shoulders.
“You know, you are truly a beautiful woman.” I slid my hand down and grabbed either side of her top. Yanking both sides at once, her boobs popped out. I wrapped my hands around both of them as she looked away in shame.
“Come on Avril…you are not done yet. Finish me off in your pretty little mouth.” I grabbed the back of head and shoved it into my crotch again. She turned her head, grabbed my penis and put it back in her mouth. “Yeah…that feels good. Now hurry up and make me come.”
She moved her head back and forth, sucking me hard now. I could feel my balls swell up as my orgasm approached. “Play with my balls while you suck me off.” One of her hands reached up and started to gently play with my nuts while I grabbed her other hand and put it on my ass.
“No stopping now whore. I’m going to come down your throat.” I put my hand gently on the back of her head, ready to hold her in place if she pulled off. It slowly built up and then with a great yell, I blew my load into her mouth. She tried to pull away, but I was ready for her and shoved her back, not letting any of it escape from her mouth. “Oh FUCK! Swallow it BITCH!” Her eyes were now wide open and she kept trying to pull away. I finally pulled her off and come dribbled out of her mouth. I grabbed my dick with my other hand and kept stroking it. Another line of come flew out, hitting her in the cheek and all across her heaving, naked breasts.
“Oh damn…that was good Avril. I will have to do that again.” She was still on her knees, with her head turned away. I casually rubbed my come into her tits.
“Stand up.” She slowly got off of her knees, pulling her top up to cover herself again. She turned around and started to walk away, but I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her tight against me. She immediately gave a moan of fear.
“That was really good. Check your next pay check. There will be a gift for you. And remember, you are now my high priced whore. Whenever I want you, you will do what I say. Is this in any way unclear?” To emphasize my point, I ran my hand down her uniformed belly. My hand went below her short skirt until my hand rested on the front of her panties. “And from now on, leave the panties at home. They just get in the way.” I gave a short rub along her pussy through the silk black panties. “Now go and tell them to get my plane ready.”
She walked quickly away from me trying to hold her top together. I pushed the button on my desk to summon the elevator and she strode in as quickly as she could. As the doors closed, I could see her put her face into her hands and cry.
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