Greg stepped into Lucian Malgrave's office, his mind focused on the monumental deal that would change the trajectory of his life. At 100 million dollars, selling his tech firm was a dream come true, but it paled in comparison to the ambitious plans he had for his next venture. He expected to be greeted by the tech tycoon himself, not his assistant.
Ruxi Mistral was a vision of beauty and professionalism wrapped in a sexy package. Her short skirt hugged her curves, showing off an expanse of smooth, silky thighs that seemed to go on for miles. The tight sleeveless top strained against her ample assets, leaving little to the imagination. Greg felt his mouth go dry as he took in the sight of her.
“Good morning, Mr. Greg,” Ruxi purred, guiding him to a seat at the glass table. “I trust you’re thirsty after your journey here.” She poured him a drink before sitting down, crossing her legs in a way that made her skirt ride up even higher on her thighs.
As they began going through the acquisition agreement, Greg’s eyes kept drifting to Ruxi’s sexy legs reflected in the tabletop. The sound of her pantyhose swishing against each other only added to his growing arousal. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to hide the tent forming in his pants.
Suddenly, a sweet, intoxicating scent filled the room, making Greg’s head spin. It seemed to emanate from Ruxi herself. “Are you alright, Mr. Greg?” she asked with feigned concern, standing up and leaning over him. The scent grew stronger, more alluring.
“Yes…yes, I’m fine,” he stammered, his mouth suddenly dry as the desert. He gulped down the rest of his drink, craving more moisture. Ruxi smiled knowingly.
“More thirsty than you thought, hmm?” She stood and guided his hands to her thighs, slowly hiking up her skirt. Greg’s eyes widened as he realized she wore nothing underneath. “Here, let me quench that thirst for you,” Ruxi cooed, guiding his face between her legs.
Greg lapped at her dripping slit like a man dying of dehydration, the sweet nectar flooding his senses and clouding his mind. As he drank from her, changes began to ripple through him - a deepening craving to serve, to obey, to belong to Ruxi completely.
“Sign the agreement, Mr. Greg,” she purred as he surfaced from between her thighs. “Once you’re part of our company, you can serve me day and night.” In a lustful haze, Greg signed without hesitation or further thought.
Ruxi smiled triumphantly as she watched Greg sign away his fate, her eyes glinting with dark promise. “Now then,” she purred, reaching out to free his aching cock from its confines, stroking it with a wicked grin “it’s time for your initiation into my service. I hope you're ready, Mr. Greg,” she purred, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his thick shaft. "By the time I'm done with you, all you'll want to do is serve me...forever."
Ruxi rode him hard and fast, her tight walls gripping him like a velvet vice. Greg cried out in ecstasy, pleasure unlike anything he’d ever experienced consumed him, and he knew he would do anything, ANYTHING, to feel this way forever. As he neared his peak, Ruxi leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear.
"Tell me, Mr. Greg," she whispered, her voice dripping with dark promise, "to whom do you belong?"
"I...I belong to you, Mistress Ruxi," Greg gasped out, his body trembling on the cusp of release.
"That's right, my pet," Ruxi purred, clenching around him. "Now come for me...and seal your fate as my eternal servant."
With a roar of pleasure, Greg obeyed, his seed erupting forth and painting Ruxi's insides white. As the waves of ecstasy crashed over him, he knew that he would never be free - he was hers now, body and soul, to command as she saw fit for all eternity.
As the final spurts of Greg’s release painted Ruxi’s insides, she let out a low, satisfied moan. “Mmmm, yes that’s it my pet. Give me every last drop.” She continued to grind her hips against him, milking his cock for all it was worth.
Greg could only whimper and shudder beneath her, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of his orgasm. He had never felt anything like this before - the sheer power and control Ruxi wielded over his body and mind was terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
Ruxi finally lifted herself off him, a trickle of their combined juices leaking out and dripping onto his spent cock. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of their coupling. “You did so well for your first time serving me, Greg. I’m pleased.”
She stood up and smoothed her skirt back down, looking every bit the professional assistant once more. But Greg knew better now. Underneath that prim exterior lurked a dominant, insatiable temptress who would use him for her own pleasure whenever she saw fit.
“Now then,” Ruxi said briskly, “I believe we have some paperwork to finish up. And then…” She leaned down, her ample cleavage inches from his face as she whispered in his ear. “…your real training begins. I hope you’re ready to learn everything there is to know about pleasing your Mistress.”
Greg swallowed hard, his spent cock already starting to stir again at the promise in her words. He knew he was in for a wild ride, giving up control and submitting to Ruxi’s every whim. But as he looked into her captivating eyes, he also knew there was no turning back now.
He had sold his company to the devil in heels, and he would spend eternity serving her every depraved desire. And God help him, but some dark part of Greg couldn’t wait to see just how far down the rabbit hole of depravity Ruxi would take him…
Ruxi Mistral was a vision of beauty and professionalism wrapped in a sexy package. Her short skirt hugged her curves, showing off an expanse of smooth, silky thighs that seemed to go on for miles. The tight sleeveless top strained against her ample assets, leaving little to the imagination. Greg felt his mouth go dry as he took in the sight of her.
“Good morning, Mr. Greg,” Ruxi purred, guiding him to a seat at the glass table. “I trust you’re thirsty after your journey here.” She poured him a drink before sitting down, crossing her legs in a way that made her skirt ride up even higher on her thighs.
As they began going through the acquisition agreement, Greg’s eyes kept drifting to Ruxi’s sexy legs reflected in the tabletop. The sound of her pantyhose swishing against each other only added to his growing arousal. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to hide the tent forming in his pants.
Suddenly, a sweet, intoxicating scent filled the room, making Greg’s head spin. It seemed to emanate from Ruxi herself. “Are you alright, Mr. Greg?” she asked with feigned concern, standing up and leaning over him. The scent grew stronger, more alluring.
“Yes…yes, I’m fine,” he stammered, his mouth suddenly dry as the desert. He gulped down the rest of his drink, craving more moisture. Ruxi smiled knowingly.
“More thirsty than you thought, hmm?” She stood and guided his hands to her thighs, slowly hiking up her skirt. Greg’s eyes widened as he realized she wore nothing underneath. “Here, let me quench that thirst for you,” Ruxi cooed, guiding his face between her legs.
Greg lapped at her dripping slit like a man dying of dehydration, the sweet nectar flooding his senses and clouding his mind. As he drank from her, changes began to ripple through him - a deepening craving to serve, to obey, to belong to Ruxi completely.
“Sign the agreement, Mr. Greg,” she purred as he surfaced from between her thighs. “Once you’re part of our company, you can serve me day and night.” In a lustful haze, Greg signed without hesitation or further thought.
Ruxi smiled triumphantly as she watched Greg sign away his fate, her eyes glinting with dark promise. “Now then,” she purred, reaching out to free his aching cock from its confines, stroking it with a wicked grin “it’s time for your initiation into my service. I hope you're ready, Mr. Greg,” she purred, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his thick shaft. "By the time I'm done with you, all you'll want to do is serve me...forever."
Ruxi rode him hard and fast, her tight walls gripping him like a velvet vice. Greg cried out in ecstasy, pleasure unlike anything he’d ever experienced consumed him, and he knew he would do anything, ANYTHING, to feel this way forever. As he neared his peak, Ruxi leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear.
"Tell me, Mr. Greg," she whispered, her voice dripping with dark promise, "to whom do you belong?"
"I...I belong to you, Mistress Ruxi," Greg gasped out, his body trembling on the cusp of release.
"That's right, my pet," Ruxi purred, clenching around him. "Now come for me...and seal your fate as my eternal servant."
With a roar of pleasure, Greg obeyed, his seed erupting forth and painting Ruxi's insides white. As the waves of ecstasy crashed over him, he knew that he would never be free - he was hers now, body and soul, to command as she saw fit for all eternity.
As the final spurts of Greg’s release painted Ruxi’s insides, she let out a low, satisfied moan. “Mmmm, yes that’s it my pet. Give me every last drop.” She continued to grind her hips against him, milking his cock for all it was worth.
Greg could only whimper and shudder beneath her, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of his orgasm. He had never felt anything like this before - the sheer power and control Ruxi wielded over his body and mind was terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
Ruxi finally lifted herself off him, a trickle of their combined juices leaking out and dripping onto his spent cock. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of their coupling. “You did so well for your first time serving me, Greg. I’m pleased.”
She stood up and smoothed her skirt back down, looking every bit the professional assistant once more. But Greg knew better now. Underneath that prim exterior lurked a dominant, insatiable temptress who would use him for her own pleasure whenever she saw fit.
“Now then,” Ruxi said briskly, “I believe we have some paperwork to finish up. And then…” She leaned down, her ample cleavage inches from his face as she whispered in his ear. “…your real training begins. I hope you’re ready to learn everything there is to know about pleasing your Mistress.”
Greg swallowed hard, his spent cock already starting to stir again at the promise in her words. He knew he was in for a wild ride, giving up control and submitting to Ruxi’s every whim. But as he looked into her captivating eyes, he also knew there was no turning back now.
He had sold his company to the devil in heels, and he would spend eternity serving her every depraved desire. And God help him, but some dark part of Greg couldn’t wait to see just how far down the rabbit hole of depravity Ruxi would take him…
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