Dominated by my mistress

“How did I end up here…?” William whispered to himself within the closet of Jillian’s main office, dressed in some rather comfortable clothes, tucked away with only a small gap between the black closet doors to see onto her desk. On top of it was an incredibly expensive computer setup, a sparklingly clean computer keyboard and mouse, and a small nameplate that stated “Miss Jillian Espara, Data Science Department Head”. He found it incredible that a girl like her had time to manage everything she did, being the department head of a major position at work, having time to hone her physique at the gym, absolutely blow his mind and destroy his penis at home, and yet, somehow still remain sane despite the near assured lack of free time that had to be absent within her life. He was aware as he reminisce for just a few moments, thinking to himself of all the times that she had to change plans or outwardly cancel a date, simply because there was something going on at work or it was leg day or something else-

The door to her office opened with a light creak, a much deeper voice than his entering the room. To his horror walked in a man nearly about a foot taller than him, much more well built, incredibly well groomed… and simply smelt incredible, the light scent of the extremely expensive cologne wafting over his way into the small IT closet. The suit he wore was ironed to the T, not daring to have a single crease out of place, William’s mind running with just how expensive his total setup had to be for this morning alone. What kind of money did they make in this place, anyway?

“Good afternoon, Ms. Espara.” The man commented, waiting a moment while standing between the two black leather seats, his eyes darting over to his girlfriend who had been standing at the opposite end of the room, simply looking out the window for just a few moments on this overcast afternoon, enjoying the view from the 32nd floor. “I assume you have the reports ready?”

“Good afternoon, Mr. Gale.” She responded in turn, just as William was able to look over his girlfriend once more. He witnessed her previously squished up assets completely hidden by her workforce uniform, her auburn hair once waving down to the middle of her back tied up into a simple ponytail, a few strands still hanging around either edge of her face that complimented her freckled nose incredibly well. Underneath that was a fully different suit, one made a bit more cheaply and did not look to be ironed, but still spotless as it hugged her figure perfectly, her breasts making quite the indent in the front of the suit as the black tie cast down over them in the white button up shirt, only to be tucked inside of a pair of black trousers held up by a rather thin, fabric belt, the backside of her suit possessing a view to die for, knowing full well that ass had a bit of difficulty hiking it over her mountains. “I did prep the reports, but it does not seem that I would be able to turn my monitor your way, as I think my stand broke. Would you be able to come around to this side of the desk?”

“Oh, of course.” He commented in reply, coming around the right side of the desk, a mere few inches away from the stashed William as he passed by the hallway, not paying any mind to the slightly ajar door of the IT closet as he came to look at the computer. “Oh, Jillian, these numbers are…”

“Correct. They’re about 193.5% more than what we had put on the projected expenses for this quarter. As you can imagine, because we’ve not gone as far as to upgrade the computers or update the compiling software this quarter, these expenses were able to get refunded back into the company funds account, and therefore we can figure out what to do from there. On top of that…”

Her voice echoed throughout the room for quite a few moments as she rattled off term after term, number after number, percent after percent, essentially walking this Cyrus Gale through every step of her report that she had spend days preparing, the very same one that she had been called on last night right before she had gone to ride him to his accidental completion and then torture him for his accidental orgasm. 

“Did you get all that?” She questioned, closing up the program as her hand reached out, seemingly lingering for a moment as she looked across the room at something, her hand gently grazing the back edge of his tie. Seemingly at the reaction of this, his hand went to her hip, looking around her to see the computer monitor and make sense of all the lines across the only graph of the monitor. Plausible deniability was what she was looking for, and he returned in kind, neither wishing to step any further until the door to the office was locked.

William had taken a moment to prep himself, wondering what he would feel knowing that his girlfriend was about to get fucked by a person who was in a higher position, more well groomed, more built, and taller than he was. Considering the idea came up, he wondered if it was just some kind of coincidence or if she wanted to genuinely fuck this coworker for a long time, or if she already had and this was her method of breaking the news to him by getting him to jerk off to the sight of them… whatever the case being, he was already prepared, having dropped his sweats and his boxers, only his eye in the doorway looking out as Cyrus stepped away from her, just out of view to the other side of the room. An audible click indicated that the door was locked, only for the fun to begin shortly. Jillian’s eyes met with his for just a moment, knowing full well that he was prepared and open to watching something like this unfold, so she simply offered a quick, playful wink before returning the attention to her partner of the day.

Everything happened in a rather quick rush of events, neither party saying much of anything to one another as the lip locking occurred right away, Cyrus having to look down a bit to be able to meet her lips, being the six foot something monster that he was, but this was met with no problem as their arms wrapped around one another, only becoming more and more passionate as their tongues got involved, then their hands over their clothes, only for it to develop even further into the hands through the clothes to grab what was underneath the clothes, and, ultimately… the starting of the hands taking their sweet time to remove the clothes.

William witnessed every step of the way occur, not sure how to feel at first, but trying to keep an open mind that someone that he would regularly feel threatened by in terms of who appeared to be more masculine in the same room as him, about to put himself inside of the hole William had been dominated by not even a day earlier. If anything, he was far more curious to see whether Jillian would dominate him in the same way, if at all, and what that would look like… and besides, now that he thought about it, it would probably be enough to simply see Jill naked for him to get off, watching her enjoy herself with another man was akin to watching porn of an actor he liked doing just another one of the videos that happened to be par for the course. 

What quickly snapped him back to attention was the sudden tossing of a nondescript article of clothing in his general direction, followed quickly by another, then another, then another… all coming down to the pair of them standing in their underwear, Cyrus being just as built as she was, neither body happening to reflect William’s thinner body type. He watched for just a moment as they looked over one another with their lack of clothing, to which Jillian started her regular way of getting things done with:

“Slide them off for me.” She cooed, pointing rather cutely towards Cyrus’ boxers. She knew full well that she had yet to wrap this man around her finger, yet, but it would not take too long, just like everyone that had come before, she always had some man at her beck and call, and several others to take the place should the one she picked become stale or unworthy. William was the first person she came across that, despite everything, was worth her time, even if it meant doing things like this to satisfy herself as well as get him more involved in some of the more kinky acts she was looking to commit herself too. Regardless of her thought process, however, Cyrus did as asked, sliding his boxers down his legs and then taking it off of his feet to reveal the member beneath, fully erect, a similar length but a far more girthy size than what she had rode the night before.

“Well…?” Cyrus commented after a moment, Jillian placing her hands at her hips, pursing her lips, leaning forward as she bent to look at it, seemingly far more interested in investigating his member than doing anything with it. She took a moment as she leaned forward, the lace of her panties allowing a slight few spots of see through to occur, showing small bits and pieces of the wonderful booty that was held beneath. William started to slowly stroke himself, the sight of his girlfriend’s even mostly clothed ass in her underwear being more than enough to bring his member to full attention.

“Mmm…” Jill hummed for a moment, still taking her sweet time as she investigated, running though some list of criteria within her mind, laughing to herself that she was messing with the mind of yet another man, only for someone so big and powerful within her own company to be wrapped around her finger now that she had gotten him this far, to fully undress within her office. No matter what the outcome was, she had already won, and she would ride her victory whether it ended in nothing occurring or yet another promotion, with the added benefit of providing her boyfriend some degree of sexual pleasure as well. “I’ve had bigger, but it’ll do.” Cyrus let out a sigh at the remark, his likely impenetrable ego taking the hit as she walked around to the edge of the desk, gently putting her hands on his chest as she pushed him down, perfectly within William’s view as Cyrus lay on his back on the floor. 

Jillian wasted no time in trying to get her position to work her magic, slowly but surely taking the time as she undressed herself to prepare for what was to come, sensually taking off her panties with two thumbs, keeping her ever so tightly bound bra that still hugged and pushed up her breasts slightly on as she did the same thing that she had done with William the night before, first taking his tip and rubbing it against the edge of her lips, providing her with the early foreplay she desired while still offering him next to nothing in return but a few fragments of her juice and a hand on his cock. 

“Hey, hold on a second.” Cyrus commented, to which Jillian stopped rubbing herself with his member but dared not to let go. “I’m going to either fuck you from the top or from behind. What is it you’re doing? I don’t think-”

“Shh.” She hushed, putting a finger to his lips and cutting off whatever he was going to say next. “Mommy is in charge now, so let mommy do what she wants, alright? I own you.” Her voice changed with the last line she delivered, a shiver running up both Cyrus’ and William’s spines as her attitude shifted back into her dominant form, returning to what she was doing all but a few moments before, rubbing herself before ultimately deciding to get the show started by allowing him to enter her interior, the thumping of William’s hand across his member making noise for only a few pumps before he quieted down, opting to face the board of electronic equipment next to him to be as silent as possible. Jillian felt as her insides were touched in a way she had not felt in a rather long time, a cock as large as his was a bit hard to come by, as the length was easy to find, but the overall circumference was not. 

Cyrus slowly began to realize exactly what she was doing as her thighs slowly reached their maximum force applied, forcing his legs close together as she combined what had occurred the night previous onto her new victim, making sure that his nutsack was between his legs as she rode him, trying her best to keep up the force that she applied while still riding her partner to her own enjoyment, watching for even the most subtle cues in order to make sure that he had only been at the barrier of busting a nut, nothing more, nothing less. William, in turn, despite having to share his girlfriend with some random person at her workplace, found it far more enjoyable than he thought as he cranked his meat, knowing full well that this time he could cum whenever he wished and continue to watch the show, fully aware that Jillian would not stop until she got her fair share of enjoyment out of her newest plaything.

“Oh, what, you don’t like what I’m doing to you?” Jillian cooed, being the powerhouse that she was, Cyrus seeming to not dare try to overpower her despite the difference in weight, wincing as his hands slowly came up to touch her waist, only to be batted away as she continued to ride him. “You need to be a bit cuter to get the premium treatment, this is all you get for the time being, little boy.”

“A… alright…” Was all he could muster as she continued to ride him, William rubbing himself as fast as he could, loving every second that his girlfriend had turned some big, strong executive into nothing more than a fuck toy at her own request, taking control as she always had in the bedroom without any issues on a complete stranger. Without thinking about it too hard, and with his eyes locked on his girlfriend’s beautiful body, he blew his load, the fluid shooting out and making a rather audible splat as it came across a number of the IT equipment, a number of lights immediately flicking off, a few sparks flying at the introduction of his liquid, something that immediately set in a panic across his entire brain to get the hell out of the closet as soon as it was possible. He was far from sure what the hell happened, but the small smell of smoke that was starting to build was nothing but immediately apparent to him. It was only a matter of time until the people in the same room discovered what was going on, what the problem was… and who did it. 

“What was that?” Cyrus asked, apparently hearing the attempted, muffled cries of William’s orgasm, only to be met with silence as Jillian pushed herself deeper onto him,  subtracting his attention away from the closet in question.

“What was what?”

“That sound. It sounded like a grunt. And then… something electronic breaking.”

Jesus. How fucking strong was this guy’s hearing?

“No way. Just you grunting, big guy. Hope you didn’t just kick my computer tower over.”

A few more moments William spent in the closet, trying his best to figure out a way to get the commotion in the server tower to stop, the smoke only building and building and becoming nothing more than a problem to breathe as it got thicker, his immediate worry being about the visibility of the smoke seeping out into the next room before they were finished.

“Hey, is that smoke?”

Oh fuck. You have got to be kidding me.

Jillian stepped in, trying her best to draw his attention away for just a quick moment, pushing herself up and down on his member with as much force as she could muster, looking to the closet and conveying a quick nod to her lover in the closet in order to get him to bail the moment he came, knowing full well that there would be problems if he stayed any longer, simply attributing it to bad luck. Within moments, Cyrus had been grunting and panting as his load was tossed out into her insides, coating her every wall, William wasting no time to view the scene he loved watching so much as he rushed out of the room, very quickly flicking the door open before Cyrus could even get any words out, rushing out into the hall.

“J-Jill…” Cyrus stammered, worried now that the door was open. 

“Yeah?”

“...What the fuck was that?”