As all the amazing sensations suddenly stopped for a moment, I could feel my heart a flutter in my chest, my breath flowing hot in horny bliss and my hips gently rocking in my bonds, as if I was trying to ride some invisible c*ck!?

I was so f*cking horny.

What I loved and hated most about all of this was how gentle he was. Sensual, methodical, caring, loving and paying soft, intimate attention to every kiss, l*ck and massage he had inflicted on me so far...

More and more I was feeling grateful for having fired this guy, or I doubt I ever would have been here, a happily horny captive in such a once in a life time experience that defied all stereotypes of how a situation like this would go down!!

Instead of scary it was exciting, instead of rough, it was incredibly gentle. Instead of what one might think would be such a blatantly hateful act, it felt cradled in love and care... Almost somehow ripe with romance?!

Strange.

Always that word and sensation coming back to me, to be feeling so sexy, loved and romanced in a situation that is obviously thought to be so horrible!

My p*ssy was dripping in my thong thanks to his kisses N’ l*cks. My nipples rock hard and on fire for more teasing. My tummy all a flutter with the feeling of lustful anticipation. My legs and inner thighs dancing in giddy goosebumps and my soft soles so sensitive and happy to be worshipped, as my toes flexed and curled, ready to respond to his passion!

It was a flood of f*cking kisses!

Like, literally hundreds of passionate, teasing, evil kisses on the crotch of my thong, and even I couldn’t help but hear how cute the moans coming out of me were! I was having an out of body experience from it and even my panties were begging to be ripped off, as they got more and more soaked thanks to my ever aching p*ssy and his lovely, evil, amazingly terrible crotch kisses!!

I had also fully given over to him and he knew it. I could feel his dominance over me, now a comfortable and positive energy filling the room and cuddling me up in a safe, happy, moaning and begging filled blanket! Even when I began to encourage him to ravage me with pleasure, as he tickled my p*ssy and nipples in tandem, the begs for him didn’t surprise me as they came out. And I knew they didn’t surprise him.

Regardless of what I decided to do with him, and with this experience that had c*mpletely changed something in me for the good, for now, I was all his and I felt no desire in fighting it! The only desire I craved now was pleasure. More, more and MORE pleasure!

I wanted to beg, moan and c*m for him like the horny, deviant nympho I was, and this reversal of roles was so refreshing!!!

Being in charge of an entire company can be a heavy burden at times, so having absolutely no control over the delicious pleasure he was inflicting on me felt like a much needed vacation!

His kisses suddenly shifted in intention, from trying to tease me out of my f*cking mind, to getting me to c*m my f*cking brains out and I didn’t fight it! I don’t hold back anything for his lips and fingertips as they shower my p*ssy, nipples and soles with love to three back to back (to back?) *rgasms! And I only smiled inside after the 3rd *rgasm, when I remembered that I was still wearing my panties...

To be Continued!

- You CEO

P*ssy Control Made To C*m Tease & Denial The CEO: Bound By Bliss! (Part 2) with C4s.com

Pssy Control Made To Cm Tease & Denial The CEO: Bound By Bliss! (Part 2) with C4s.com