New Job Ch. 03

This is a direct follow on from New Job 2, I recommend reading this first. Comments and stars are much appreciated.

I got myself ready for work, sitting down to pee and having a proper shower. I put on my work suit apart from an apocalyptic bulge in the crotch area I looked okay. I will have to buy a newspaper from the local shop.

As I went to leave Chloe was standing in the lounge wearing a short see through nightie, high heels and a smile. "I can't wait for you to return and your trousers make it look as though you can't," she said, giving my bulge a quick rub. I rushed out.

I walked to the corner shop and bought a newspaper. I wanted to cover up quickly but running was strange and a bit painful around the balls area. Sitting on the bus with the newspaper covering my bulge I could feel the ring around the base of my cock and balls. Uncomfortable rather than painful while I did not have an erection, long may this situation last.

I managed to sit behind my desk without raising any eyebrows or raising my cock. Since my promotion I have my own office, a shared secretary and am responsible for a dozen workers.

I was determined to remain at my desk all day if possible. My first visitor was Shelly, my secretary. An attractive brunette with large tits which for some reason she has decided to show a good portion of them to me. She had clearly forgotten to fasten one or perhaps two of her blouse buttons.

She leaned forward to hand me the morning post exposing more breast and a cream lace bra barely covering her erect brown nipples. "Good morning, here's your post sir," she said with a smile. I can't say that my cage wasn't rattled a little, it was a very pleasant view but really I'm not a tit man.

Sitting down opposite me she went through the diary for the day. She is very efficient and invaluable to me with her inside knowledge having worked here for five years. She uncrossed her legs with an 'accidental' flash of her knickers and wiggled out of the office. She does have a fashionably large arse which suits her shapely figure.

I didn't have much work to keep me occupied and normally I would have gone to see how my staff were doing if I hadn't a piece of stainless steel tenting my trousers. As it was I pretended to work and tried to take my mind off Shelly, specifically is she flirting with me?

Fucking her would cause complications, me being her boss, but while it's just speculation. damn right I'd fuck her. Shit, my cock was pushing the sides of the cage. I tried to concentrate on work. One of my staff knocked on the open office door and came in. it was Elizabeth, known as Beth, she is a tall skinny girl with legs up to her armpits.

She pulled a chair up next to me and we poured over the papers she had brought in. We were very close, her leggings clad leg against mine, her perfume hitting my nostrils. We sorted out her problem but not mine. Although I tried to hide it I think she could see my bulge.

I watched her walk out, her neat little arse beautifully displayed in her tight leggings. Fuck me or more to the point fuck her. Is it me? Am I just getting these thoughts out of masochism? My knob end was at the end of the cage.

Things were calming down when Shelly came in with a cup of coffee. "You didn't go to the canteen so I brought you a coffee," she said. Passing it across the desk showing an excess of cleavage. I pushed my chair back to put my hand in my pocket to get some change.

"What's that?" she asked, pointing to my crotch. "Oops, sorry sir, not my business, sorry," she stuttered. Oh hell she probably thinks I've got a tiny erect cock. Fuck it.

"You must not tell anything about this to anyone," I threatened, indicating that she should come round the deck. "I lost a bet and this is my forfeit." I pulled my zip down and showed her my cage.

"Hell, I've never seen anything like that," she exclaimed "Is it painful?"

"Only when I get excited." Hell, I was embarrassed, excited and completely in a whirl.

"Yes I can see that, when this happens for instance?" she said unfastening another button and pulling her tits out of her bra. Oh shit, I may not be a tit man but some things are quite exhilarating, provocative even particularly when she leaned down and kissed the cage.

"When do you take it off?"

"When I get home."

"Then tomorrow I will examine your cock and maybe give it a proper kiss." she said pushing her tits back into the bra and fastening buttons. She walked out lifting her skirt to show the bottom of her arse and knickers. Hang on tomorrow's Saturday.

Another knock, another girl! I'm not being sexist but don't the men have any problems? Why the pretty girls? Has Chloe arranged this to torment me? No, she couldn't. Could she?

Bonnie is a very intelligent girl who will soon be promoted. She is black of West Indian descent with the sort of figure that says here's my tits my arse is coming. But this is not the first thing you notice, she has the most wonderful smile which not only lights up her face but lights up the whole room.

She came and sat next to me, leaning over her tit brushing my arm. Is it a conspiracy? For fuck sake. Are they ganging up on me? I like Bonnie, she has a lovely bubbly personality. But she was not doing my erection problems any good.

Shelly took pity on me and brought me a sandwich and another coffee at lunch time. I managed to use the toilet while everyone was at lunch. Shelly was the only visitor in the afternoon, she did nothing to tempt me and I think kept the other staff away. She put a slip of paper on my desk with a mobile number and a message underneath it 'Sir, I am available for you all day Saturday and Sunday. Yours to command. xxx'.

I waited impatiently for everyone to go before I left and the journey home was painful with the events of the day flying round my sleepy head.

Home at last, I struggled to get the key in the lock. I was shaking so much. Chloe was in, does she ever go for lessons? That's the trouble with students, particularly those who come from a well to do family. Once in I walked into the lounge to see my bedroom door open. As I walked towards my room I could see a naked Chloe taking up different positions on my bed. I stood awestruck.

She lay on her back, legs straight and wide, one hand holding her pussy open. She bent her knees and using her hands pushed her legs further apart. Next she turned over and on her knees, her pussy pointing to me. " Fuck me now, with your steel cock," she demanded.

"Unlock me first," I demanded.

"If you don't fuck me I won't unlock you at all. The envelope was addressed to me so I have the key, now do as you're told." Hell what can I do? Only one thing really, I fucked her. If you've ever moaned about using a condom try this.

I was getting harder as her warm wet juices affected me. "Turn over," I wanted her to see what was happening as I quickly inserted back in her pussy. I tried not to show how much it was hurting. I was squashed into the cage end and my cock was squeezed through every gap.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she yelled as she climaxed.

"Unlock me now please," I begged.

She wiggled herself from under me and started sucking my cock and balls. "I will unlock you but you have to agree to certain conditions," I would have agreed to almost anything.

"You let me spank you and you fuck me slowly so that I cum before you."

"Agreed," she took the key from a chain around her neck and unlocked the cage. She slowly pulled the cage part off, fortunately her pussy juices had lubricated it enough. With a laugh she took her phone out and took a picture of my harlequin patterned cock which had I am pleased to say grown to its full length.

She unclicked the ring that went around my cock and balls. The relief was wonderful. She walked into the lounge, her wild red hair hanging down to her waist, her beautiful tight arse cheeks alternating in tension. I slowly got up and followed her.

"Get a dining room chair out," she ordered while pouring two glasses of wine. She handed me one and sat in the offered chair. "Over my knee with your cock between my legs."

"Can't I fuck you first? Please?"

"You will do as you're told, get over my knee." I took a large swig of wine and bent over. She closed her legs, trapping my cock between them. Slap.

"Ow," she was pulling no punches. "Ow," this on the other cheek and a lot harder than I hit her. With each smack and there was quite a few of them I jerked forward a little. Having your cock trapped between a girl's warm thighs is far better than it being trapped in a steel cage.

That men can't multitask is ridiculous. I was concentrating on the pain in my arse but also the pleasure in my cock. I was about to cum which will disappoint Chloe when I can't fuck her straight away.

I don't think Chloe realised I had cum amongst my 'ows' of pain was one of pleasure. The copious amount of spunk on her thighs alerted her. So what brought on my premature ejaculation? Denial? Yes. Warm thighs? Yes. being spanked? Maybe.

"Well that is disappointing, I was hoping that I would be having a good shag now. Pour some more wine while I decide what to do with you." Who does she think she is? Debts are paid, I do not need to do anything she says.

"I suppose you should start by getting on your knees and licking your mess off my thighs," there was that smile again. I was on my knees before I even thought about it. I crawled to her while she stood there with her legs parted and my cum glistening on her inner thighs.

I crawled to her, my cock beginning to rise, shit I loved it. I licked up her thigh, stopping before her pussy. I cleaned one then the other. "Now get on my bed with your legs up and I will give you a proper fucking.

As I stood I picked her up over my shoulder and carried her to my room. Throwing her on the bed I held her wrists above her head. "You have given enough orders, it's my turn. Keep your hands above your head and ask nicely for a fuck."

She laughed. "Please sir, fuck me." I let go of her wrists which did remain where I had put them and pressed down on her tits. Her legs were spread and I slowly inserted my cock into her pussy.

"I'm going to fuck you missionary, long and slow I think I can last quite a long time. In my free hour of fucking you yesterday I don't know how many times you climaxed, so if you don't cum now, hard luck." Her legs came up, her heels on my arse.

I took my hands off her tits and took my weight on my elbows like a true gentleman, I leaned forward and kissed her, she returned my kiss with enthusiasm. I resisted the urge to speed up but it wasn't easy I was ready to fuck her to climax, my climax.

Her ginger hair spread over my pillow, her emerald eyes looking into mine, she is gorgeous. She was panting rather than her usual smile as her pupils dilated she let out another scream as yet another climax hit her.

Fuck this, I thought rather appropriate, as I went faster and soon followed her climax. I collapsed beside her and we lay there getting our breath back. Eventually she got up walked to the kitchen still looking as sexy as fuck and returned with a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

We sat in bed drinking our wine and smiling. "Did you enjoy that?" I asked.

"Yes, nearly all of it. Did you?"

"Yes and no and maybe. Yesterday before you locked me in that cage was the best time of my life," I started to say.

"Yes it was certainly one of mine," she interrupted.

"Once I was caged things are less certain. There were times when I was in real pain. When I fucked you with the cage on the pleasure overrode the pain, I loved the idea of fucking you with a steel cock even though it was agony on my cock."

"I loved it too, I loved being used before I put the cage on you, even the spanking, which I didn't expect. I loved having control of you which I did expect. I had better go to bed, I'm going to my boyfriend's brother's wedding tomorrow. Goodnight." she walked out.

Hell! Boyfriend? It's the first I've heard of a boyfriend! I suppose I'm just a sex toy. Suits me. I picked up my phone and bit of paper and sent Shelly a message; 'My office nine sharp don't be late.'

TO BE CONTINUED