"Wish you were here," the text read, captioning a photo of her finger pointing at her pussy angled so that it looked like I was looking straight up at her from the floor. In reality, I was looking down, trying to cover it up with my body and bringing my chair closer to my desk so my office mates wouldn't see me starting to get hard.
After a few days of ravenously grinding my face in the morning, when I got home and before bed, she had finally decided that also wasn't enough. She was going to play with me at work too.
"Go to the bathroom, strip naked and get on knees," the next message read, "I'm going to video call you."
Thankfully, my office bathroom was a single room with a lock, no stalls. I was able to hide my semi erection okay, and I was moving quickly because I felt she was about to call me any minute.
My phone started vibrating as I made it to the door. I pushed the door closed maybe a little too hard and started undoing every button maybe a little too quickly. I was getting frantic, but I wasn't stressed. I was just as excited to get into the role play as I imagined she must be.
I answered the call as I sank to my knees and held the phone above me. It was the same angle as the picture she sent, and like any old day at home.
"Open your mouth," she whispered into my headphones, "and stroke your cock."
I could see her fingers rubbing against her pussy above me, and her eyes above that, watching me jerk myself off with my mouth open, telling her I wanted to be used.
"That's it," she whispered between short breaths, keeping any moans near silent since she was at work too, "get ready to swallow...."
Her fingers rubbed faster, and her hips made small thrusts that would temporarily move her face out of view, but her eyes stayed fixed on me. I let myself get closer with her, hoping I could cum while watching her body convulsing in pleasure.
"Ohhhhh..... yes," she whimpered, tensing up. "Shit..." my orgasm rushed out of me as her fluids suddenly covered her camera screen. Seeing it through her camera lens meant an extra split second that I could see it stream down -I didn't have to close my eyes- but as my cum supported out of me, I wished hers was tricking into my mouth.
I wasn't able to see much more, and soon we disconnected to clean the messes we had made.
It was more of the same when we got home. She texted again to tell me she wanted me in the same position, naked, by the door when she got home, and that she had better not arrive before me.
I left work 15 minutes early, but she must have wanted to give me some time to fulfill her request because she took a little longer than I expected.
When I heard the door unlocking, I stopped whatever I was doing to pass the time and watched the doorknob turn. I wasn't fully naked, I was wearing the collar she sometimes liked me to wear around the house.
Her work outfit was hot. It got hotter when she smiled down at me and said, "good pet."
The door closed as hard as it had when I was rushing at the office. Her bag came to the floor by her side, her panties came down under her fingers and her skirt shimmied up.
First, it was my back against the wall and my hands on her ass, and that delicious delicious cum in my mouth. One of her legs came up over my shoulder and she thrust it up and down on my greedy tongue.
"Mmm that's a good little doggy," she moaned, "I'm so glad I finally get to give you your treat."
My moans were indiscernible but she knew exactly what they meant: "yes mistress, I love my treat, I love being your little bitch."
She let out a moan of sheer pleasure. And pulled me by my hair so that she was against the wall.
Both her hands grabbed the back of my head, and with every thrust there was a moan. She moaned and so did I.
My entire face was sticky with her juices. I slapped her ass and she ground harder against me.
As my tongue flicked up and down I relished every morsel of her fluids that I was lucky enough to swallow, and I gripped her ass harder, so she could let me swallow more. Her hips stopped and I sucked more precum from her pussy lips, rapidly tonguing her clit at the same time.
"Oh fuck," she squealed, gripping my head, her body tensing, "oh yeah, just like that, ah yeah, mmn ohhhhhh."
The pitch of her voice got bigger and higher. I looked up at her and her eyes were closed, she was so close.
"MMN MMN," her hips started bucking again, in short delayed thrusts.
"UNM MM MMM AH AH AH AH AH AH...
FUUCCK, UNGHHHHH" she growled, not squirting but opening her eyes with a laugh gaze as she came in my mouth. I squeezed her ass cheeks, looking up submissively and not daring to let go until I had permission.
She eyed me as she came down and suddenly pushed me back by my neck, landing a nice slap on my cheek.
She bent down until her face was level with mine, and she grabbed my collar.
"That was great babe," but no collar tomorrow, okay?"
"Yes, sorry, mistress," I said quickly.
"Good," she smiled. Her lips met mine and her tongue slid in to taste her own juices.
"Ah," she said, withdrawing, "but I am going to have to punish you... I did say you would never have to worry about me not putting you in your place, so..." She thought for a second. "I'm gonna tie you up again tonight, okay? Maybe then you'll learn to listen and obey."
