Owning the Chief Exec
As I’m on my knees licking the shaft of his cock, having just left the balls after a brief kiss and a suck, I’m still wondering how it is that he’s done this to me. I’m forty four years of age, tall, slim, attractive by anyone’s standards, with a pair of tits that always get noticed, and happily married to Tim for eighteen years now, yet I’m sucking this man’s cock because he told me to. And the dilemma for me is that I want to, I want to do anything he tells me to do. I have two fingers working away in a now dripping wet hole between my legs, just as I like doing it to myself, and just because he told me to do that whilst sucking him off. And then he comes, shooting into my mouth when the only other man to ever do that to me was way back in college. I told Tim I didn’t like the taste, nor texture in my mouth, and he never pushed it, but this man’s cum I want so bad, in whatever hole he wants to deposit it. I love the taste, I yearn to feel it sliding down my throat as it did just now. I look up at him and say “Thank you Doctor”. He tells me “That will do for now. I’ll call you again when I want you”. I pull my fingers out, and get up. I’m still fully dressed in a business suit no less, for I am the Chief Executive of this Health Trust, and this doctor works for me! I make to leave what is his office on this occasion, and when I reach the door he says to me “What do I own?” I turn and tell him, “You own my mouth, my arse and my cunt”. “When” he then asks. “Whenever you want” I respond before walking out of the door.
It started about a month ago. Doctor Salman Hadid is his name, and he assumed the role of Head of Psychiatry about a month before that at the Health Trust where I’d been Chief Exec for just over a year. I’d heard rumours of improper relationships developing quickly with two young nurses. I asked for evidence, and when shown a still image of one of the nurses with her head seemingly in this doctor’s lap whilst he sat in his car in the car park, I called him in for a meeting with the head of human resources. Patricia Heath. A bit of a dragon is she. Fifty five and carrying a bit of weight around the midriff, she had years of experience in dealing with wayward doctors taking advantage of vulnerable young student nurses in awe of the doctors they assisted. The issue here though, was that the nurses alleged to be involved with Doctor Hadid of late, are both in their thirties, and married. I’d met him just the once, in what would have been a final interview before appointment. I had noticed then that he was a man of presence. Short, balding, with a beard, I felt that his every word resonated, had a sort of unusual power in them, and in actual fact wondered why I hadn’t got around to catching up with him again, but here now was such an opportunity. I sat behind my desk. Patricia was to the side, sitting upright with the obligatory clipboard and pen in hand. He came in, and we both immediately stood up. I wouldn’t ordinarily do that for anyone entering my office unless they carried particular importance, so surprised myself on this occasion that I had. I said “Take a seat Doctor Hadid”, gesturing to the chair in front of my desk. He sat down, looking briefly to the side to stare for some reason at Patricia. She stared back and I’d swear she either looked like she was in a trance or equally staring him out for a few seconds, I couldn’t quite tell. I sat down and said “I’m Lyndsey Fox, Doctor Hadid. You may I was in on that last interview you had here? I’m sorry that we haven’t got around to catching up again sooner” “Yes, I do Miss Fox. It was a pleasure to meet you” he responded. I looked at him wanting to correct him with regard my marital status but found myself lost in his eyes for a few seconds, pretty much as Patricia had. It actually left me feeling quite queasy, to a point where I could have thrown up. I set about explaining why we were meeting, that inappropriate relationships had been alleged between him and two of the nurses. I confirmed that we had evidence that ed the allegation and I’d prefer that he didn’t look to deny anything, then to my abject surprise, almost incredulity, he said “But Miss Fox. It isn’t just the two nurses you refer to with whom I have been taking my pleasure. There are six others”. “I beg your pardon” I said, “Six others!” I exclaimed. “Yes” he confirmed, then as a degree of shock now formed in me, he added “Miss Heath here is fully aware of this. In actual fact she arranged their introduction to me after allowing me to examine the staff records. I choose only the most beautiful of women with whom to take my pleasure”. I looked at Patricia. She smiled back at me. “Pat. Is this true?” I asked. “Yes. Yes, it is. The Doctor asked me to pull out those who I thought were the most attractive nurses engaged here, and I did. I’ve had the hots for Karen White myself for ages now but thought if I can’t have her, then the good doctor here should” she explained in such a matter of fact way that had my head spinning. I looked directly at Hadid. He stared back. There was something about his eyes. “Well, Doctor. Are they beautiful, these nurses you’ve chosen?” I asked, and couldn’t understand why I’d asked that particular question. “Indeed they are Miss Fox. As are you” he responded, still staring at me, and I couldn’t avert gazing back into those eyes. “I guess that the relationships are consensual?” I asked. “Indeed they are. They pleasure me because they want to and I tell them that they want to” he confirmed. “Well, as long as they are consensual. How many of them are married though?” I asked. “All of them” he said, with a smile, still staring at me, in such a way now that the queasiness had gone, but I felt a momentary cloudiness in my mind before the realisation then suddenly dawned on me that it was pretty obvious why all these married women would want a relationship with this man. I wanted a relationship with this man. I could see and feel that he was all that I’d ever wanted in a man. I sat there just wanting him to want me too. I knew I’d do absolutely anything if he told me to. I couldn’t understand why, I just did. I was waiting for him to tell me to do something just so that I could show him that I’d do anything. Then he did. “Undress for me” he said. Yes, I thought, here’s my chance as I stood up and started to undo the buttons on my blouse. I looked at him and smiled as I did, and he smiled back. Then the bra, ing the blouse on the floor. Shoes, pantyhose, and then panties, all off. I stood there naked, waiting, waiting for him to tell me to do something else. “Sit on the desk in front of me” he said, and I did, moving around the desk to sit back on it right in front of him. “Open your legs” he said once I had, and I did. “Pleasure yourself” he said, and I moved my hand to that place between the top of my legs already feeling moist in anticipation on hearing his words. I parted the lips with my middle finger. I rubbed the clit gently before pushing the finger in. Then another. “The breasts. The breasts as well” he said, and I took hold of the left with my free left hand, pinching the nipple as I did. I bit my bottom lip. I was already so close to coming, such was the need in me to please myself to please him. I lost track of how long I was fingering myself and pulling on that nipple. Then he said “Stop now”, filling me with an immediate sense of disappointment, to a point of being anxious with it. I wondered that if by not coming, then I may not have pleased him as he’d wanted. “Turn around and bend over the desk” he said. This is it, I thought. This is what he wants. This is how I’ll please him. He’s going to fuck me on my desk and I so want him to. I wanted him to use me, to take his pleasure in any way he wanted to. I heard the customary sound of a sliding tro zipper, and knew it must be soon. As something touched my lips I so wanted it to be his cock. I felt it slide a little up and down before entering. I was so wet, there was absolutely no resistance. “You want this” he said. “Yes. Please Doctor. I do. I want it. Fuck me. Fuck me. Please fuck me” I begged, and he did. Such was the ecstasy I was feeling I lost sense of time whilst he was inside me. I squeezed and pulled at my nipples. I put my hand down there to rub the clit as he banged away inside me. Then he gripped my hips tight and stopped thrusting. A few seconds ed. I knew he had come. As he released his grip on me he said “Turn around”, so I did. “Kneel down in front of Miss Heath here” he said, and when I looked I could see her skirt was pulled up and her legs spread wide open. Her whole hand was buried inside herself down there. I knelt down as he’d told me to. Waiting as I was for the next instruction as she continued to fist herself, I thought to myself that I’d never been as close to another woman like this. I wasn’t sure that I knew how to do what he was going to tell me to do, but he said nothing before she pulled her fist out and immediately came, gushing over my face like a hose. It lasted much longer than I’d expected, still dripping down from my face onto my chest and to the floor after it had stopped, creating a small puddle there. “Lick it up” he said as I stared down at it. I didn’t hesitate. I went down and started to lick, to suck as well so as to take in my mouth as much as I could. “That will do. Stand up now” he said, and I did. He was walking out, and turned around at the door, looking towards me. “ this Miss Fox. I own your mouth, your arse and your cunt now. They are mine whenever I want. Understood?” “Yes, Doctor” I said. “What do I own?” He asked. “You own my mouth, my arse and my cunt” I said, knowing that he did now. “When” he then asked. “Whenever you want” I confirmed, because he could have them whenever he wanted now. He then left. I turned to Patricia and just looked at her. “Never mind, dear” she said. “You’ll have your turn again. He does have the others to consider as well, though, so be patient” she added as she stood up to leave. As I watched her leaving I felt his cum sliding down my inner thigh. I collected some on a finger and put it to my mouth and sucked. I wondered whether he might come in my mouth at some point. I so wanted to taste it, to swallow it. His cum that is. Just his cum.
My relationship with Tim was still good after that meeting with the Doctor. The fact of the matter was that I didn’t actually think much about him until our paths crossed a couple of times whilst fulfilling our roles on the Trust property. I’d wait then for him to tell me to do something, and as he didn’t I looked forward to the time when he did, like today, when we bumped into each other in the corridor and he said “Come to my office in ten minutes”. “Yes, Doctor” I said, and was walking into it exactly on ten minutes. “Lock the door” he said, and I did. “Is your mouth mine” he said. “Yes, it is Doctor” I said, now beginning to feel already aroused. “Are you ready to taste my cum?” He asked. “Yes, please I said. “Crawl over to me with your mouth open then” he said. As I crawled towards him with my mouth open he was unzipping his tro fly. When I got there it was already hard. As my mouth went over it I began thinking that not since college had I let a guy shoot his load in my mouth, and here I was, about to let one again, but this time I so wanted it. I don’t know how he’s done this to me, but he has, and the feeling of having my mouth and other holes owned by him to use whenever he wants, fills me with a sense of purpose like nothing ever has before. Owning the Chief Exec he did now, and I so wanted to be owned.