The Sexretary's Next Big Assignment (4 page)

Oh, God, did I ever want to be fucked hard. In the ass. In the pussy. In the mouth. I didn’t care, as long as I got fucked. “Please, Master, fuck me hard in the ass.”

That apparently wasn’t good enough. He zapped my tits again, then my clit. While squirming to avoid the stings, I tried to come up with the right answer.

Fuck bunny. He’d called me fuck bunny. “Please fuck your fuck bunny hard in the ass, Master! Oh, please.” My cries were desperate squeals in the room as he continued to zap me with his wand.

Still holding me by the hair, he moved it around behind me and shot me with it several times around the anus, as though he was making a circle there. Then his fingers were digging inside me, pulling out the water-filled dildo.

He tossed it aside and reached for something else. I tried to see what, but there was no way I could with him keeping me immobilized by the fist in my hair. And then something else was working its way inside my cunt, alongside the water-filled dildo still there. It was huge, and stretched me insanely wide. I tried to squirm away, but every move I made only served to ease its entry somehow. Not only that, but it made it hurt worse.

I still couldn’t look down to see what he was pushing inside me, but this was no ordinary dildo. It had almost sharp bumps all over it, which stretched my already aching pussy walls in strange and unnatural ways. I was so raw that every little movement of this thing felt like it was scraping me internally.

He didn’t stop pushing until it was fully inside me, until my pussy lips closed around it. With that hand, he cupped my cunt and pressed two fingers up in my slit, further pushing both dildos so far into me that the knocked against the very back of my sex. By that point, my tears were flowing freely again, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Beg me again.”

“Please, Master. Please fuck your fuck bunny in the ass.”

He added a third finger and rubbed the heel of his palm against my clit. “Again.”

“Please fuck your fuck bunny hard in the ass, Master. Please, God.”

“God. I like that.” He released my hair and grabbed one of my tits, lifting it up to his mouth so he could bite my nipple. “Try again, and call me God.”

I whimpered but knew that if I didn’t do what he wanted, it would only get worse. He wasn’t going to stop until he had what he wanted. There wasn’t a doubt about that in my mind. “Please, God, please fuck your fuck bunny hard in the ass, God. Please.” At that point, every breath I took was a plea.

But he didn’t undo his pants, and he didn’t start to fuck me. He just kept pressing the two dildos deep inside my pussy and groping my breasts. “If I fuck you,” he said finally, “you’ll have to agree to come work for me. Be my sexretary. Leave Cooper Anderson behind. I’ll make you sign a contract, and it will be one you can’t afford to get out of, fuck bunny.”

I tried to process what he was saying, but all I knew was my body was screaming out for release in a way that I had no control over, and he was my means of getting it. “Please,” I begged again.

“Beg me again, and know that once I claim you, I intend to keep you. I’ll be your God in more ways than you could ever imagine.”

“Fuck me, God. Please fuck your fuck bunny hard. In the ass. Fuck me, please, God.”

He released me so fast I fell forward, my breasts and face slamming against the floor. I heard his zipper release, and then his massive cock thrust hard and fast into my ass.

He jerked me up again by the hair, using it for leverage with one hand while he used the other to toy with the dildos in my cunt and rub against my clit. After three thrusts, bright lights seemed to explode all around me and my muscles turned to jelly. Spasm after spasm wracked my body as he pounded deep into my ass, so deep and so hard that my stomach was cramping from his fucking.

When he pulled the bumpy dildo out and started fucking me with it in time with his ass-fucking, my orgasm exploded into thousands of tiny orgasms. I was putty in his hands, as he did anything he wanted with my body and I just let him, reveling in the loss of control.

After a while, he flipped me over onto my back and kept fucking me, holding my ankles up high over his head while he pounded his hips down into me. Then he stood me up and braced me over the sawhorse again, bending my waist over it and kicking my ankles wide. A bit later, he propped me against a wall, upside down with my head bent at a crazy angle, driving into me from above.

I’d never been fucked by a man with such stamina before. Bobby and David could both fuck me a few times in a day, as long as they had some rest in between…but they could only last for so long. This went on for an eternity, and the whole time, my orgasms continued.

When I was sure I couldn’t possibly handle any more, he again flipped me over—onto my knees again—and thrust into me harder than ever before. After three final thrusts, his hot cum spurted into me.

As soon as he released me, I collapsed to the floor. I couldn’t move a muscle. I still ached everywhere, both with real pain and with sexual gratification. It was the most amazing feeling.

He got up, pulled his pants back on, and headed to the door. “I’m getting that contract pulled up.” Then he was gone.

I guess I fell asleep like that. I don’t know. Hard to be sure, since I was so blissed out from the insane fucking I’d just received.

Anyway, sometime later, Bobby and David were in there with me. David took off my collar, garters, and stockings, while Bobby pulled the toys out of my pussy, and then David picked me up.

He carried me over his shoulder to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and then the three of us got inside. The two of them held me up and cleaned me off. I was still in such a daze from everything that had happened all day that when David pushed me down to my knees and stuck his cock in my mouth, it was second nature to start sucking him.

I mean, I’d sucked his cock, and Bobby’s, pretty much every day for six full months. It was just part of what we did.

My arms were still bound behind my back, so I couldn’t use them to aid the blow job. He put his hands in my wet hair, directing my efforts just how he wanted them. The head of his cock had just slid down past my gag reflex so he could fuck my throat when Bobby knelt down beside me and pushed harder on the back of my head.

“So Jackson said you accepted his terms,” Bobby said. “You’re going to go work for him as his sexretary.”

I could only assume that Jackson was the name of my new boss…or Master…or God. Whatever he thought he was. He’d never told me his name. I had no clue what sort of company he ran, so there was no telling what my job responsibilities would be when I started working for him.

David started thrusting hard into me, and he and Bobby held my head so completely still that I couldn’t move even an inch. I couldn’t breathe. I was glugging and gurgling on the huge cock that was impaling me and trying to lick the rigid underside of it the way David liked, but I was running out of air. Tears filled my eyes and I looked over at Bobby.

He didn’t show me any mercy, though. “It’s okay. The deal he offered us was more than we could pass up, and we can always hire someone new.” His other hand moved over my sore body, reigniting the fire that had barely begun to cool. “We wouldn’t have let him in to punish you if we weren’t prepared to give you up.”

I knew my face had to be purple from lack of oxygen, but instead of releasing me, David pulled me tight against his crotch. I squirmed, trying to free myself, but that only earned me a sharp slap on the cunt from Bobby.

“Be still, sugar. We’re letting you go with him, but we want a goodbye fuck.”

When he put three fingers inside me, and then a fourth, and started to rapidly move them in and out of my sex, I couldn’t help but groan over David’s cock. Finally he released me, and I sucked in a breath. Then he dragged me up to my feet again by my hair.

Bobby stayed down on his knees with his fingers in my pussy, working me to a frenzy. I squealed when he added his thumb to the mix and started stretching me, pushing his entire hand inside. I mean, yeah, this Jackson guy had had two entire dildos up in my cunt at once, but damn. A hand?

David put a hand on my throat and pushed me back against the wall of the shower. He held me still that way, ignoring the pleading looks I was giving him and restricting my ability to breathe. They’d learned pretty early on that that was a sure way to be sure I had an insane orgasm—not being able to take a full breath.

Bobby moved his hand in slowly, crazy slow, a bit at a time, until his whole hand was up in me and the lips of my sex closed around his wrist. Then he curled his wrist around and cupped his fingers within me. Without removing his hand whatsoever, he pounded his fingers against my g-spot repeatedly, fast and hard, over and over again until another crazy orgasm took me.

I honestly didn’t think I’d be capable of having another orgasm so soon. The one from earlier that had consumed me so completely, crashing over me until I collapsed, ought to have been all I could handle in a day. Right? Or so I thought.

My eyes rolled back in my head and I went limp, unable to control any of my muscles as all of them convulsing and turning to mush.

They shifted me around and picked me up and draped my arms around Bobby’s neck, but none of that registered. Bobby was fucking me hard in the pussy and David was slamming into my well-used ass, but I hardly noticed. I was in a state of euphoria so all-consuming  that I didn’t think I’d notice it if the whole crew came in and gang banged me for a few hours.

But that didn’t happen.

Eventually, they came in me and finished showering. At some point, the water was turned off, and they toweled me dry. A new set of garters and stockings were pulled into place, and they helped me into five-inch stilettos.

Bobby put another collar around my neck and locked it into place…a different one than earlier. It felt more solid. More substantial. David hooked a leash into a ring on the leash.

“Wha…?” I’d never worn a collar before this morning. But a leash? Wasn’t that taking it too far? I mean, I know Jackson had been talking about me being his fuck bunny, about my only purpose being to serve him sexually. But a leash?

“He wants your arms bound behind your back still,” Bobby said. “Thinks it’s hot. I can’t say I blame him. Otherwise, you’d be crawling in to see him on all fours.”

A mortification stronger than I’d ever known before struck me. I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide for the next millennium or so.

But that wasn’t an option.

David tugged on the leash, and Bobby smacked my still sore ass, and I had no choice but to follow him.

They led me into the board room, which was filled with men. Six men, actually, including Jackson. Or Master. Or God. Whatever.

Six big men.

Six big men who were looking intently at me in my essentially naked state.

Fuck, this was uncomfortable.

On the table in front of Jackson, a stack of papers sat beside a ginormous dildo and the biggest butt plug I’d ever seen. It wasn’t just any butt plug, though. On the end, it had a puff of white fluff, like a rabbit tail.

Good God. He really intended for me to be his “fuck bunny” in every sense.

He waved me over. When I hesitated, David gave me a tug with the leash. That got my feet moving, though I stumbled a few times in crossing the room. I could blame the stilettos for that, but honestly, I think it had more to do with my muscles still being exhausted from the day’s activities. Well, that and my embarrassment.

Jackson took my leash from David and jerked on it until I stood between him and the board table, facing the table. “Bend at the waist, fuck bunny, and spread your legs.”

David and Bobby slipped from the room with a wink.

I did what he commanded, bending in half until my breasts were pillowed against the smooth oak surface of the table and my feet were as wide as I could semi-comfortably get them.

That damn wand zapped my ass anyway, though. “What do you say when you’re given an order?”

“Yes, Master,” I responded as soon as I could catch my breath.

Another zap, this time to my pussy lips. “Yes, who?”