Chapter 2: Office Domination
The phone buzzed on the coffee table, vibrating against the wood with a sharp urgency. Jackie’s eyes flicked to the screen, and her breath hitched when she saw Josh’s name. She snatched it up, her voice soft but eager. “Hello?” His voice was low, commanding, and it sent a shiver down her spine. “Be at my office at 9, Jackie. And dress accordingly.” The line went dead before she could respond, leaving her pulse racing and her mind already spiraling into anticipation.
She was out the door in seconds, her heels clicking against the pavement as she hurried back to her apartment. The elevator ride felt like an eternity, her fingers tapping impatiently against her thigh. When the doors finally opened, she burst into her apartment, slamming the door behind her. Her bag hit the couch with a thud, and she was already pulling at the zipper of her dress before she even reached her closet. Tonight wasn’t about being Jackie—it was about being his.
The denim mini skirt was tight, hugging her curves like a second skin as she shimmied it up her hips. She adjusted the waistband, her fingers brushing against the smooth leather of the harness she’d already strapped on beneath her blouse. The fishnets came next, the black mesh clinging to her legs as she fastened the garter belt with a sharp snap. She stepped into the calf-high boots, the heels adding an extra inch of height and an extra layer of confidence. She caught her reflection in the mirror—provocative, dangerous, and exactly what he’d want.
No panties tonight. She reached for the gem-encrusted butt plug on her bedside table, the cold metal making her shiver as she coated it with a slick layer of lube. She bent over the bed, her skirt riding up as she spread her legs and slid it into place. The stretch was familiar, the pressure sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She bit her lip, her breath hitching as she adjusted it, making sure it was snug. Her ass was ready for him, and the thought alone made her wet.
She spritzed her wrists with perfume, the musky scent lingering in the air as she leaned closer to the mirror. Her lipstick was already perfect, but she added another coat of gloss, the shine catching the light. She wanted to look irresistible—like a fucking fantasy. Her eyes flicked to the clock, and her heart skipped a beat. It was almost time.
The office building loomed in front of her, its glass facade reflecting the city lights like a beacon. The lobby was empty, the security guard barely glancing up as she strode past, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She didn’t need to announce herself; Josh had already made sure she’d have no trouble getting in. The elevator was waiting, the doors sliding open with a soft ding. She stepped inside, her reflection staring back at her in the mirrored walls.
The ride up was agonizingly slow, each floor passing with a soft chime that made her nerves tighten. She bounced on the balls of her feet, her fingers drumming against her thigh. The anticipation was almost too much, her body already humming with the promise of what was to come. When the doors finally opened, she stepped out onto Josh’s private floor, the dim lighting and soft music setting the mood.
The office was massive, the city skyline visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The low thrum of music filled the air, the bassline vibrating in her chest as she walked toward Josh’s office. Her heels echoed in the silence, each step bringing her closer to him. She hesitated at the door, her hand hovering over the handle. Taking a deep breath, she pushed it open.
Josh was standing by the window, his suit jacket off and his tie loosened. He turned when he heard her, his eyes raking over her from head to toe. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face as he took in her outfit—the mini skirt, the fishnets, the harness peeking out from beneath her blouse. “You look incredible, Jackie,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Before she could respond, a figure stepped out of the shadows. It was Abby, the trans intern, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders and her short skirt barely covering her thighs. Jackie’s eyes widened in surprise, her breath catching in her throat. Abby smiled, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. “Hello, Jackie,” she said, her voice smooth and confident. “Josh has been telling me so much about you.”
Josh watched Jackie’s reaction, his eyes glinting with amusement as he leaned back against his desk. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. Jackie’s heart raced, her mind spinning as she realized the night was about to take a very unexpected turn.
She looked over at Abby, who was already smirking, her eyes glinting with a hunger that matched Josh’s. The air in the room was electric, thick with unspoken tension and the promise of something raw, something primal.
“Alright, ladies,” Josh said, his voice low and commanding, breaking the silence as he pushed off the desk. “Let’s move this ‘presentation’ to the conference room. I’m eager to see what you’ve prepared.” He gestured toward the door with a flick of his wrist, his gaze never leaving Jackie’s.
Jackie’s stomach tightened as she followed him, her boots clicking against the polished floor. Abby sauntered beside her, her hips swaying with every step, her eyes never leaving Jackie. “Nervous?” Abby whispered, her breath warm against Jackie’s ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
The conference room was stark, the long mahogany table gleaming under the harsh fluorescent lights. Josh strode to the head of the table, leaning against it with a possessive air, his arms crossed over his chest. “Showtime,” he said, his voice laced with anticipation, his eyes dark with hunger.
Abby stepped forward first, her hand reaching out to trace the edge of Jackie’s denim skirt, her fingers brushing against the soft fabric. “Let’s loosen things up a bit,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction as her fingers grazed Jackie’s thigh.
Jackie’s breath hitched, her body responding instantly to Abby’s touch. She returned the gesture, her fingers finding the hem of Abby’s skirt and pulling it up slightly, revealing a glimpse of smooth, tanned skin. “I think that’s a great idea,” Jackie replied, her voice husky, her pulse quickening.
The two women circled each other, their eyes locked in a silent challenge, the tension between them palpable. Abby reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of Jackie’s corset, her touch light but deliberate. “Such a good girl, all strapped in for Daddy,” she teased, her voice low and sultry.
Jackie bit her lip, her pulse quickening as Abby’s hand moved lower, her fingers brushing against the top of her thigh-high boots. “Only for him,” Jackie whispered, her voice trembling slightly, her body already on fire.
With a shared look, Jackie dropped to her knees, her eyes fixed on Abby’s crotch, her heart pounding in her chest. Abby moaned softly as Jackie’s tongue darted out, tasting the fabric of her skirt, the heat already radiating from her pussy.
Josh watched with a satisfied smirk, his hand reaching down to guide Jackie’s head, pressing her face firmly against Abby’s soaking wet pussy. “That’s right, Jackie,” he commanded, his voice low and demanding. “Eat her good.”
Jackie obeyed without hesitation, her tongue flicking against Abby’s clit, the taste of her arousal flooding her senses. Abby moaned, her hands tangling in Jackie’s hair as she ground against her face, her hips bucking with every stroke of Jackie’s tongue.
Josh unbuckled his belt, the sound echoing in the silent room, his cock already hard and throbbing. He pulled it out, its head glistening with precum, and stepped closer to Jackie. “Now it’s my turn,” he said, his voice thick with lust, his eyes dark with desire.
Abby pulled Jackie up, her eyes blazing with hunger as she looked at Josh. “Get on your knees, baby,” she commanded, her voice rough, her hands guiding Jackie down. Jackie obeyed, her mouth opening to receive Josh’s thick cock, her tongue swirling around the head.
Josh leaned back against the conference table, his eyes closing as Jackie and Abby took turns sucking him dry, their mouths working in perfect harmony. “Fucking whores,” he groaned, his body trembling with pleasure, his hands gripping the edge of the table.
Abby shoved Jackie’s face into her soaking wet pussy, the scent of sex and arousal filling her nostrils. “Lick it, bitch,” Abby snarled, her hips bucking against Jackie’s face, her hands gripping the back of her head.
Josh grabbed Abby by the hair, pulling her head back and shoving his cock deep into Jackie’s ass. “Take it like a good girl,” he growled, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his hands gripping Jackie’s hips tightly.
Abby, her face flushed with lust, reached down and licked Josh’s asshole, her tongue darting in and out of his crack. “You taste so good, Daddy,” she whispered, her hips grinding against him as she fucked Jackie’s face, her own cock throbbing with need.
The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the wet slap of skin against skin, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Jackie’s body was on fire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure as she was used by both of them, her mind spinning with ecstasy.
Josh’s thrusts became harder, his cock slamming into Jackie’s ass as Abby’s tongue worked its magic on him. “Fuck, you’re both so fucking perfect,” he groaned, his body trembling as he neared the edge, his hands gripping Jackie’s hips tightly.
Abby’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking against Jackie’s face as she fucked her mouth, her cock throbbing with need. “You’re such a good little slut,” she snarled, her hands gripping the back of Jackie’s head as she came, her orgasm crashing over her in waves.
Josh followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he came deep inside Jackie, his body trembling with the force of his release. “Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he emptied himself inside her, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
The room fell silent, the only sound the ragged breathing of the three of them as they came down from their high. Jackie’s body was trembling, her mind spinning with the intensity of what had just happened. She looked up at Josh and Abby, her eyes filled with a mixture of pleasure and submission.
“Good girls,” Josh said, his voice low and satisfied as he looked down at them, a smirk playing on his lips. “Now clean me up.”
Jackie and Abby obeyed without hesitation, their tongues working together to clean Josh’s cock, the taste of him filling their mouths. The night was far from over, and they all knew it. This was just the beginning.
The night stretched ahead, dark and limitless, a canvas for their desires. Josh’s office, with its gleaming surfaces and sharp edges, was no longer a place of business—it was a stage for their raw, unfiltered hunger. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat and sex, the faint hum of the city outside a distant echo. Jackie’s body still trembled from the intensity of what had just happened, her lips swollen, her skin flushed. She looked at Josh, then at Abby, her heart pounding in her chest.
Abby wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes never leaving Jackie’s. She stepped closer, her movements deliberate, her boots clicking against the floor. “You’ve got a nice mouth, Jackie,” she said, her voice low and sultry, a predator circling its prey. Her hand drifted to her crotch, her fingers brushing against the fabric of her skirt. “Think you can handle something bigger?”
Jackie’s breath hitched, her eyes flicking down to where Abby’s hand rested. She swallowed hard, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. The challenge in Abby’s voice was unmistakable, and Jackie felt a surge of defiance rise in her chest. She tilted her head up, meeting Abby’s gaze with a spark of determination. “Try me,” she whispered, her voice husky, her body already anticipating what was to come.
Josh leaned back against the conference table, his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk playing on his lips. He watched the exchange with a detached amusement, his eyes flicking between the two women. The power dynamic was intoxicating, the way they both bent to his will without question. He loved the control, the way he could orchestrate their desires like a puppeteer. His cock twitched in his pants, already hardening again at the thought of what was about to happen.
Abby stepped closer, her boots clicking against the floor with each step. She reached down, her fingers tangling in Jackie’s hair, and yanked her head up sharply. Jackie gasped, her eyes widening as Abby’s grip tightened. “Open wide,” Abby commanded, her voice harsh and unyielding, her eyes blazing with hunger.
Jackie hesitated for a split second, her heart racing, her body trembling with anticipation. Then she obeyed, parting her lips, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Abby grinned, the corners of her mouth curling into a cruel smile as she released Jackie’s hair and stepped back slightly. “Good girl,” she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
Abby slowly lowered herself, her movements deliberate, her eyes never leaving Jackie’s. She teased Jackie with the tip of her cock, letting it brush against her lips, the heat radiating from her making Jackie’s breath hitch. Jackie’s tongue darted out, tasting the salty precum that had already started to bead at the tip. Abby moaned softly, her hips bucking slightly as Jackie’s tongue swirled around her.
With a final thrust, Abby shoved her entire length into Jackie’s mouth, the thick shaft stretching her lips wide. Jackie gagged slightly, her throat convulsing as she adjusted to the size, her eyes watering from the pressure. Abby’s hands gripped Jackie’s head, holding her in place as she began to pump, her hips grinding against Jackie’s face.
Josh watched the scene unfold, his cock twitching in his pants, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He reached down, stroking himself through the fabric, imagining himself in Abby’s place. The sight of Jackie on her knees, her mouth stretched wide around Abby’s cock, was almost too much to bear. He could feel his own orgasm building, the tension in his body coiling tighter with every thrust of Abby’s hips.
Abby picked up the pace, her moans growing louder, her hips slamming into Jackie’s face with increasing force. She could feel Jackie’s tongue swirling around her cock, the wet heat of her mouth driving her wild. Jackie’s hands gripped Abby’s thighs for support, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she struggled to keep up with the relentless pace.
Suddenly, Abby tensed, her body shuddering as she came, her cum flooding Jackie’s mouth. Jackie swallowed it all, her throat working to take every drop, not wanting to waste a single bit. Abby pulled out, gasping for breath, her face flushed and sweaty. She looked down at Jackie, a mixture of gratitude and lust in her eyes. “Good girl,” she said, her voice hoarse, her chest heaving with exertion.
Josh stepped forward, his eyes burning with desire, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants. “Now it’s time for some real fun,” he said, his voice low and menacing, his hand reaching out to grab Jackie by the arm. He pulled her to her feet, his grip tight, his eyes never leaving hers.
He shoved her towards the conference table, the edge digging into her hips as he forced her to bend over. “Stay,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. Jackie obeyed, her heart pounding in her chest, her body trembling with anticipation. She didn’t know what was coming next, but she knew it would be intense.
Josh stepped back, his eyes raking over Jackie’s body, his cock twitching with need. He reached down, unbuckling his belt, the sound echoing in the silent room. “You’ve been such a good girl tonight,” he said, his voice low and filled with promise. “Now it’s time to reward you.”
He stepped closer, his hands gripping Jackie’s hips, his cock pressing against her entrance. He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness. “And I’m going to make you scream.”
With a single thrust, he buried himself inside her, the stretch and burn making Jackie gasp. He began to move, his hips slamming into hers, the sound of skin against skin filling the room. Jackie’s hands gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to hold on.
Josh’s pace was relentless, his cock driving into her with a force that left her breathless. He leaned down, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her shoulder, marking her as his. Jackie cried out, her body trembling with the intensity of it, her mind spinning with pleasure.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as he fucked her. Jackie’s moans grew louder, her body trembling on the edge of orgasm. “Come for me,” Josh growled, his voice rough with desire, his thrusts becoming more urgent.
Jackie’s body convulsed as the orgasm hit her, her screams echoing in the room. Josh followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he came deep inside her, his body trembling with the force of his release. He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness. “And you always will be.”
Josh pulled out, his cock glistening with her slickness as he stepped back. Jackie stayed bent over the table, her chest heaving, her body trembling with the aftershocks. He circled her slowly, his boots scraping against the floor, his eyes raking over her exposed form. She was a mess—sweat glistening on her skin, her hair tangled, her ass still clenching from the force of him. He smirked, running a finger down her spine, making her shiver. “Not so fast, kitten. We’re not done yet.”
He reached into his pocket, the metallic jingle of handcuffs cutting through the heavy silence. Jackie’s breath hitched, her heart pounding as she recognized the sound. Her wrists twitched instinctively, craving the bite of cold metal. He grabbed her left arm, yanking it back with a roughness that made her gasp, and snapped the cuff around her wrist. The other end clicked into place around the leg of the conference table, the metal digging into her skin.
Her right arm followed, stretched wide and secured to the opposite leg. Her breasts pressed against the cool surface of the table, her nipples hardening as the air hit them. She was splayed open, completely vulnerable, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desperate anticipation. Josh stepped back, admiring his handiwork, a dark satisfaction in his eyes. “Perfect,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous.
Abby’s gaze was hungry as she stepped closer, her boots clicking against the floor. Her eyes raked over Jackie’s restrained form, a smirk playing on her lips. “Now that’s a pretty picture,” she purred, her voice dripping with malice. “All tied up and begging for more.” She ran a finger along Jackie’s spine, making her shiver. “Isn’t she, Josh?”
Josh nodded, his eyes narrowing as he stepped closer, his hand gripping Jackie’s hair and yanking her head back. “She is,” he said, his voice rough with need. “But she needs a little something extra, don’t you think?” He glanced at Abby, a silent command passing between them.
Abby’s smirk widened as she reached for the hem of her skirt, her fingers hooking into the fabric. She let it fall to the floor, stepping out of it with a deliberate slowness that made Jackie’s breath catch. Her thick cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing, the head glistening with precum. Jackie’s eyes widened, her throat tightening as she stared at it, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins.
Abby knelt in front of her, her cock inches from Jackie’s face, the heat radiating from it making her skin prickle. “Ready for this, little slut?” Abby asked, her voice low and challenging, her eyes locked onto Jackie’s.
Jackie nodded, her throat dry, her heart pounding in her chest. Abby didn’t wait for further invitation. She grabbed Jackie’s head, her fingers tangling in her hair, and shoved her cock deep into her mouth. Jackie gagged, her throat convulsing as she struggled to take it all, but Abby held her in place, her hips grinding against her face.
Josh moved behind her, his hands spreading her ass cheeks, his breath hot against her skin. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear. “I’m going to stretch you out, baby,” he whispered, his voice rough with desire. “You’re going to take every inch.”
He spat on his fingers, the sound crude and wet, and used the saliva as lube, massaging her hole with a deliberate slowness that made her whimper. He inserted a finger, then another, stretching her slowly, his touch firm and unrelenting. Jackie moaned around Abby’s cock, her body arching against the table, her skin on fire.
Josh withdrew his fingers, his cock pressing against her entrance. With a single thrust, he buried himself inside her, the stretch and burn making her scream. He began to fuck her, slow and deep, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge.
Abby continued to pound her mouth, her cock throbbing with each thrust, her moans filling the room. Jackie was taking both of them, her body trembling with the force of it, her mind spinning with pleasure.
Josh sped up, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his body slamming into hers with a brutality that left her breathless. He gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her skin, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Say my name, bitch,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“Josh,” Jackie moaned, her voice trembling with desperation. “I’m yours. Always yours.”
He groaned, his body tensing as he came deep inside her, his cock pulsing with the force of it. Abby followed soon after, her cum flooding Jackie’s mouth, the taste salty and bitter.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks, the room filled with the sound of their heavy breathing. Josh stepped back, his hands shaking as he undid the handcuffs, letting Jackie collapse onto the table.
She was a mess—sweat and cum covering her skin, her body trembling with exhaustion. But she was smiling, her eyes filled with a mixture of pleasure and submission.
Josh leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. “Good girl,” he whispered, his voice filled with admiration. “You’re perfect.”
Jackie’s smile widened, her heart swelling with pride. She was his, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.