Everyone involved in this story is 21 or older. The story is just a fantasy, but based off what I would love to have happen to me. If anyone lives in Sacramento and wants to help make it happen, please let me know!
Saving the environment
On my knees, naked except for a pink thong, filled with a plug vibrating against my prostate, hands cuffed behind my back, blindfolded, and choking on cock as it repeatedly slammed into the back of my throat...
This wasn't what I expected when I started my new job with an environmental non-profit. It wasn't what I wanted either, despite the fact that I got myself into this situation by basically asking for exactly this. I should back up.
I'm a young guy, 33 years old, happily married, straight, successful, and also a submissive cocksucker. There are few things that turn me on more than being dressed in panties, tied up, and used hard. I wasn't able to play often because of the risk of catching something. Since moving to Sacramento, I'd actually only met up with a top once.
We'd met on Grindr and it had helped to scratch that itch for a while. After talking for almost a month, he knew very well how submissive and kinky I was. We'd talked about everything from him tying me up and using my holes repeatedly, to sharing me with his friends, or setting up a gangbang. In the end, he'd wanted more than I was ready for. I enjoyed sucking his cock the one time we met up (or more accurately, having my face brutally fucked by his cock!), but he wanted someone to be on call every day, and there was no way to make that happen between work and my wife.
Still, it had scratched that itch for a while and I hadn't thought about being back on my knees in a long time. I focused more on work and eventually was able to land my dream job at an environmental non-profit. It was hard work, but worthwhile. One thing I hadn't expected, was how much the work depended on donations. Most of our budget was based on donations from philanthropy, and as a leader, almost a third of my time was spent meeting with potential donors to raise funds and keep the work going.
I'd been there almost a month, when the past finally caught up (as I'm sure you've already guessed). I had a meet and greet set up with a major donor to introduce myself and talk about the team. I knew I needed to make a good impression, but had no idea what that would end up entailing. As soon as I walked in his office and saw the realization on his face though, and the predatory smile that quickly followed, I knew I was in trouble...
I froze when I saw him, barely registering as the door slammed shut behind me. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights as he got up and walked around his desk towards me, grinning the entire time.
"Well, isn't this a surprise. My day just got a lot more interesting. I'm guessing you didn't realize I was the donor you were meeting today?"