i suppose anything can happen, even if you think it can't. i had an out of town seminar and my boss came along. he's older and we never had much to talk to each other about, cause he is the way up boss and i'm a junior member of the staff.
we arrived the night before the seminar, and after checking in and all we agreed to meet for dinner. we went out to a steak place, and we had some wine. he got friendlier as the night went on, and i got colder and pushed him off. i don't really like overly friendly people. and plus, we are both married and i felt it was innapropriate.
we walked back to the hotel, and after we got on the elevator, he hit the stop button and told me that i was a real little bitch. i answered back, and told him to stick it, and he grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall and held my face in one hand, and told me i was a bitch and that i needed a real fucking. i challenged him, told him he couldn't even get it up.
he took me to his floor and grabbed my wrist and took me to his room. i didn't want to go, and dug my heels in but he was too strong and got me in the room and through me on the bed. he told me he was going to fuck me and put me in my place, and told me to get my bottoms off or he would. his eyes told me to do it, and i went silent and obeyed. he dropped his pants and told me to suck him so he could get a hard on. i just looked up at his face and sucked him. at first feebly, but then as he got hard i got more serious about it.
he asked me if i had ever been fucked in the butt, and told him no. he told me to bend over and put my butt in the air, and he took his finer and wet it with his mouth and poked in my hole. my head told me that i was crazy, but my body wouldn't move. he described to me how he was goint to stick it in me, and to keep my mouth shut. i felt him push against me and he told me to relax or it was going to hurt, and then he pushed it in. it felt like a telephone pole had been shoved up my ass, he told me that i was now his bitch and he wouldn't share me with anyone.
then i felt him cum in me, and he slipped out. he told me to get a warm wash cloth and clean him, which i did. he told me to clean him real good cause he wanted a warm blow job. by now i was totally without control, i just did what he said.
he kept me overnight, and fucked me in the morning before we got up. he was very possessive, and very strong, and for the first time in my life i had an orgasm during intercourse. we showered together, and he dressed and took me to my room to dress, and we went down for breakfast. we were walking into the dining room and he told me to hold his hand, i was his now and his woman held his hand.
i am his woman now, i'm seperated waiting on a divorce. he fucks me all he wants, which sometimes isn't enough. he hasn't done me from behind again, he says he didn't like it, he just needed to put me in my place. i live with him. i am his bitch, although he doesn't call me that now, he just calls me woman. and i call him sir, or sometimes when i am real tight against him, i call him master and tell him i'm his. i gave up asking how or why.
we arrived the night before the seminar, and after checking in and all we agreed to meet for dinner. we went out to a steak place, and we had some wine. he got friendlier as the night went on, and i got colder and pushed him off. i don't really like overly friendly people. and plus, we are both married and i felt it was innapropriate.
we walked back to the hotel, and after we got on the elevator, he hit the stop button and told me that i was a real little bitch. i answered back, and told him to stick it, and he grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall and held my face in one hand, and told me i was a bitch and that i needed a real fucking. i challenged him, told him he couldn't even get it up.
he took me to his floor and grabbed my wrist and took me to his room. i didn't want to go, and dug my heels in but he was too strong and got me in the room and through me on the bed. he told me he was going to fuck me and put me in my place, and told me to get my bottoms off or he would. his eyes told me to do it, and i went silent and obeyed. he dropped his pants and told me to suck him so he could get a hard on. i just looked up at his face and sucked him. at first feebly, but then as he got hard i got more serious about it.
he asked me if i had ever been fucked in the butt, and told him no. he told me to bend over and put my butt in the air, and he took his finer and wet it with his mouth and poked in my hole. my head told me that i was crazy, but my body wouldn't move. he described to me how he was goint to stick it in me, and to keep my mouth shut. i felt him push against me and he told me to relax or it was going to hurt, and then he pushed it in. it felt like a telephone pole had been shoved up my ass, he told me that i was now his bitch and he wouldn't share me with anyone.
then i felt him cum in me, and he slipped out. he told me to get a warm wash cloth and clean him, which i did. he told me to clean him real good cause he wanted a warm blow job. by now i was totally without control, i just did what he said.
he kept me overnight, and fucked me in the morning before we got up. he was very possessive, and very strong, and for the first time in my life i had an orgasm during intercourse. we showered together, and he dressed and took me to my room to dress, and we went down for breakfast. we were walking into the dining room and he told me to hold his hand, i was his now and his woman held his hand.
i am his woman now, i'm seperated waiting on a divorce. he fucks me all he wants, which sometimes isn't enough. he hasn't done me from behind again, he says he didn't like it, he just needed to put me in my place. i live with him. i am his bitch, although he doesn't call me that now, he just calls me woman. and i call him sir, or sometimes when i am real tight against him, i call him master and tell him i'm his. i gave up asking how or why.
