A Mind of His Own
It probably took me way too long to figure out how far ahead of me William already was.
I probably should have seen it coming way before I hired him, maybe even before I ever even started thinking about the possibility of hiring him.
His energy was relentless. Our entire marketing team had blossomed like never before. My own practice had blossomed like never before. The entire firm couldn’t help but sing his praises for his higher level of professionalism.
Even as I had little choice but to become more and more slutty, almost despite myself. And even if in secret I seemed to just get more and more horny, no matter how much more I got used.
So of course I couldn’t say no when he wanted an assistant, let alone when he pushed me to hire a new assistant. And I was becoming more and more submissive to him every single day, even though he did his damnedest to make sure that everyone else in the firm thought he was the most obedient employee to me any of them had ever seen. Which of course he quietly found hilarious, as I was helpless to do anything about any of it, even when my partners insisted I give him even bigger bonuses based on how well they saw things going.
And of course that despite my becoming his regular toilet, starting every day sucking a load out of his thick black cock, as well as drinking his piss, ending every day on the same, and with often one or more during the day.
As the damned money flowed in, leaving me few options other than to service these amazing clients like no one would ever have imagined. Or that I would have imagined were I not actually living through it. A professional whore. Providing service like no lawyer could have imagined.
And ever increasingly grateful to these hot black men and their entourages…
And even my hours demanded that I get more help. And of course William was more than willing to take that off my plate. Or more accurately make sure it went onto his.
As I wondered more and more how a man, and even more men, could both be so damned professional and so damned slutty, at the same time. And so damned well hung. And so damned well connected.
My other partners were amazed at how much William was helping us all out. And amazed at all the help he threw my way, even as he collected resumes for me.
And behind closed doors the whole damned thing made him hornier than ever, even as he set up the interviews, and made sure plenty of others vetted them.
True to form, they were well qualified. Men, women, whites, blacks, Hispanics, Asians and more.
But of course there were two races they were running, with the first one being the three black men who were almost over the finish line.
And yet again I should have seen things coming as William invited me over to his place one evening.
For what proved to be the final vetting, despite a couple of others still seeming to be in the running in the official race at the office.
And there were Sean, Ben and Jamal. Waiting for me.
How did he know so many talented, hard-working, hot and hung men? Let alone black men. Even if I was slow figuring out how many of them had known each other for years already.
And of course although it was pitched to me as my choice, of course it was the other way around.
I had already learned that William almost didn’t seem to know any black man without at least 9”, and plenty with way more than that.
Fuck. They kissed well. They fucked well. They used me like pros. And they all knew the real deal, as they tried way harder to impress William than me.
But it was Sean that almost broke me.
Sean was from the Caribbean. Thick fat cock. Downward turning. Drove hard. Actually claimed to have shot more than a dozen times in a day on occasion. Smooth muscled body. And somehow hit a part of my ass that all William’s other men had missed.
I came hard as he filled me up. Breathless. He knew he controlled me.
And William had trained him almost too well. Even his too competitors thought I was in control. It was Sean’s and William’s secret.
And Sean knew he was the winner.
So the next day was no contest, even if it did seem to be.
Sean got the job. And now William had a second man in the office he could control me with… As if he didn’t have enough already.
And somehow I knew William still wasn’t done yet. Even though a third new client was coming my way. Even looked somehow like some old white man. Until of course I met the man who really ran his practice.
As I couldn’t help but wonder whether I could really handle so many hot cocks, so deep inside me. So often. At work. At the gym. In my client’s offices.
And now right at my own desk…
With Sean arranging to come in earlier and earlier. Happily prepping me for William, even as the two helped each other use me. Cum down my throat. Up my ass. Even plugging it so it didn’t leak, with a plug almost as long and thick as their cocks.
As I couldn’t help but wonder what William might have in store down the road.
