Chapter 2 -- OPEN YOUR MOUTH.
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I returned to Mr. Fanshawe's office the next day at about eleven. He seemed to be eagerly waiting for me for a new session of humiliation, that's why I told him.
-Morning, dickhead.
-Morning, sir.
-Are you again horny at my dick, you fucking loser?
-You know I am, sir.
-You'll see that I've carefully locked the door. Nobody will see us. So first I want you to remove all your upper clothes. Today I want to dirty your chest with my spunk. I see that you have Kleenex on your table. You can wipe your chest with it later.
And just then again I took my dick out and told him.
-Come on, dickhead, whip it out again. I know how eager you are to masturbate again looking at my dick.
My dick was again rock hard watching that asshole's naked chest knowing I'd cum there and seeing Rory madly wanking again. I had no remorse for I knew he had started to enjoy this daily humiliation.
-Oh sir, can I talk?
-Of course, you know you have shit for brains, but you're not dumb. Tell me whatever you want to tell me.
-Oh sir, I don't know what you made to me yesterday but once I was at home, I knew I needed to wank over you.
-And you did?
-I had never before been attracted to boys and still I don't know whether it is a boy that's turning me on now. But your humiliations, the way you treated me like rubbish and put me in my place is something that I started to crave and I had to jerk myself off three times over you, sir.
-Good dickhead, I want you to always desire me.
-And I was thinking that if one day you wanted a salary increase, I'd pay you much more, sir, or even... well why not say this too when I masturbated fiercely over this thought as well? Even if you wanted to little by little own this company, you'd be the boss and I would become one of your employees. You have more talent than me.
-That's not my intention, dickhead, for I'm not so ambitious. I like your words and I'd like you to eat out of my hand, want to dominate you, want you to surrender to me in any sexual kink I might have, but I won't take the firm from you. I just want the boss and his employee Craig to discuss business together every day after humiliation time. But you will always run the firm.
-Good sir and if you want me to eat out of your hand, then your wish is my command, sir.
Those words made it and I shot a very huge load onto his chest and when he felt my semen there, he pointed his dick to his chest too and it became dirtier. Now I told him to grab semen and taste it, and he did it and even praised the taste. Oh, I perfectly felt that dickhead was submitting to me and sooner or later he'd do anything I asked him.
Now we sat together and were carefully revising the last cases. We would handle the firm together after today.
I was like this for a week, always jacking off in his presence and he always with Kleenex ready, for some days I even stained his face. What a stupid look he had with my jism on his nose! But the fact is that I'm not gay either but those days I started to desire to have him sexually pleasing me, till a week after my first humiliation, I whipped my dick out again, and after his was jacking off at my rhythm, I told him.
-Open your mouth!
And I drove it into his mouth and told him.
-Suck my cock. You know this is what you want, dickhead.
He seemed to have been eagerly waiting to do just that for a week, for he never hesitated, but swallowed my cock, harder than ever, instantly and also instantly began to suck it and his next words showed what his concern was.
-Am I doing it all right, sir? This is the first time I suck a cock, but of course you're cleverer than me and know what I need. So you've wanted me to suck your cock and I got nothing to say. I'll just do after now whatever you think that's good for dickhead, but am I good?
-Extraordinarily good. Go on like that. That's the best you have, dickhead. You might have shit for brains but once you're told what to do, you know that's what you must do. I think I'll have you giving me blowjobs every day. My dick needs an asshole's tongue, and an asshole you are and you know it, but your tongue is magical.
-Of course, sir, if after now you want dickhead to give you a daily blowjob, you're the one who knows what's good and I have then no opposition. You don't want to run the law firm and I understand you and even than you sir, but consider yourself the boss here for other things, like making dickhead always obey your orders.
Rory was being so good that I wanted to hold it for long because never had my cock been sucked with so much lust and so much skill. I was also changing my sexual desires and after now I knew well that what I needed in sex was a boy, a boy as good as dickhead whom I could also dominate. And the moment came when I told him.
-I'm cumming, dickhead, drink it all.
He seemed never to have drunk a drink he liked so much and after swallowing my semen, he came first and then told me.
-So now you know, sir, that dickhead's willing to even serve you sexually. I don't know whether I still like girls or after now I will only need your dick, but I have shit for brains and after now I will let you guide me.
-Good, and now let us work.
The firm was prospering. My domination of Rory Fanshawe seemed to have suited him well, he was more conscientious and now we won a lot of cases.
I had him sucking my cock every day for one more week. He seemed eager for my cock and never complained so one day I decided to take him further. At least I was gonna tell him.
-You know what I need right now, dickhead?
-Tell me sir, whatever you want, I will do.
-I want you to also serve me at home.
-Then sir, and since that is your wish, I'm more than willing.
-Then I want you to serve me today. We'll have first a drink in a bar, where I will talk to you and finally we'll go to my house.
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