Coercive Control

After my eventful morning in the office with Matt on Saturday, I hurried home to catch Amy before she headed in to work.

“Hey babe! Hope you saw the note I left. I know our schedules haven’t lined up great but I can’t wait for our date tomorrow.”

“I’m excited too,” Amy said. “I’m overdue for a night where I get to get all dressed up, get tipsy on wine, and spend all night in my sexy man’s arms.”

She kissed my neck and I instantly tensed up because I very well could have had dried cum right there. I tried to play it off cool, though.

“Sorry babe, that just tickled a little. I’m super excited too!”

“Oops sorry, well I’ve gotta get going or I’ll be late. Love you, bye!”

I headed into the bedroom and started taking off my clothes to change into something comfortable. As I stripped out of my pants, I realized I had been so caught up in pleasing Matt that I hadn’t even thought about jerking off. There was a huge precum stain in the crotch of my pants. I hope Amy hadn’t seen it. I kept undressing until I was only in the panties that Matt made me wear this morning. I stripped them off as well and they were super precummy. I would have to wash them and get them back into Amy’s drawer discreetly. For now, I just crammed them in the back of my drawer.

Before getting dressed again, I needed to blow a load after all that went down this morning. I laid down on the bed and opened up some porn on my phone. I started watching something pretty vanilla but quickly moved on to rougher and kinkier things as I jerked.

At some point, I had to pause because a beefy man was getting blown by a woman on her knees wearing nothing but black lace panties. I couldn’t help but realize I had just been that woman this morning. From the moaning to the cum covering her/my face. I hate to admit it but the thought of that turned me on more than any video ever did.

After that, I couldn’t really find any videos I was getting into, so I decided to just try out a taste of something new. I switched over to a gay site and told myself just one video. What could it hurt?

Before I knew it, I had been gooning for about an hour to gay porn, which was way kinkier for some reason. These boys were getting plowed and tied up and abused and I hate to admit it, but it just got me so much fucking hornier. I could have kept edging for hours, but I finally decided I needed to be done, so I jerked until I came.

And fuck did I cum hard. I never shoot past my stomach, maybe rarely I’ll make it up to my chest. But this load… The first rope shot straight above my head and painted the wall. The next three covered my own face and mouth. Then another four on my chest and stomach. I was panting and sweaty and completely soaked in cum. I never shoot more than 3 or 4 ropes, and I had just shot fucking EIGHT. I didn’t know my balls could hold that much.

Speaking of my balls, they ached so bad. After being horny for hours this morning and then edging myself for so much longer this afternoon, my nuts were sore and needed a rest. I stood up, trying to keep the cum from dripping all over, and made my way to the shower. By the end of it, I felt completely refreshed, like a new man.

Fast forward to Sunday night. I’m ready to head to dinner and Amy is finishing her makeup, about to get dressed.

“Have you done the laundry this weekend? I can’t find the panties I was gonna wear.”

Whoops.

“Uh… no babe I haven’t, which ones are you looking for?” I said, pretending not to know exactly which pair and where they were.

“They’re black and lacy, they’re one of my sexier pairs,” she said seductively. “I was hoping I’d get to show them off to you after dinner.”

“You’ll look sexy in whatever you’re in babe, how about these?” I held up something random and Amy just laughed but seemed disappointed.

After dinner and drinks, we came home and had the best sex we’ve ever had, regardless of the panties.

“Tonight was so fun, I wish we were able to do it more often, but we’re just both getting so busy,” Amy said.

“I know, but it’ll be okay. This weekend was good for us and we’re both doing really well at work so hopefully it will pay off in the long run.”

I hoped what I was doing at work was paying off for me, because if only Amy knew…

It was Monday morning, and I was feeling good, ready to tackle my week. Matt and I had a great meeting, all thanks to the prep work we had done over the weekend. We headed out of the conference room and back into Matt’s office after. As if flipping a switch, the second the door clicked shut, Matt turned into a dom.

“Fuck I thought that meeting would never end. I’ve been craving your mouth on my cock since I woke up.”

“Sir, it’s the middle of the workday, we’ve got stuff to do and everyone is in the office…” I tried to argue.

“Did I ask you to whine about it or are you gonna be a problem solver for me, boy? Now crawl under my desk.”

I did as I was told and got on my hands and knees. Matt pushed his chair out of the way, and I backed my ass under the desk. There was hardly any fucking room by the time he wheeled himself back into his normal sitting position.

“The pants aren’t gonna unzip themselves,” Matt muttered. He seemed annoyed I wasn’t eager enough.

I undid the button and then the zipper of his slacks, before reaching through the fly of his boxers and pulling his semi-erect cock through. I slowly stroked it for a few seconds before putting it to my lips and going to town. Not two minutes in, though, there was a knock at the door. I started to pull away, but Matt quickly and discreetly grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back onto his cock. He removed his hand, but I knew I was not supposed to leave his cock.

Rachel popped her head in and asked some question or something. I wasn’t really focusing on her; I was too busy trying not to move or make and noise. After what felt like an eternity, Rachel thanked Matt and turned away.

“Oh, and Rachel, no need to close the door behind you. Thanks!”

Was Matt crazy?

“Back to work, faggot. Better not get too worked up though, you don’t want your co-workers knowing you’re my personal cock sucker,” Matt chuckled and started typing on his computer.

I went back to the task at hand, trying my best to impress and to get Matt to cum quickly so I wouldn’t get caught. I stroked his shaft with one hand while I throated him. Occasionally I would back off and swirl my tongue around his head, getting under his foreskin. A few times, Matt moved his foot to my crotch and lightly tapped my nuts with the tip of his foot. It made me wince a little, but I think it was his way of discreetly telling me I was doing well.

Eventually Matt let out a low moan, grabbing my hair and pulling me toward his crotch until he was deep in the back of my throat. I felt fat wads of his hot load hitting the back of my mouth. I was better prepared for it this time, and did not gag, though. I did not want to know how pissed he would have been if I had let his cum drip out of my mouth and onto his pants. I swallowed every shot as Matt deposited them, my throat clenching around the tip of his cock, which made him squirm and moan some more.

Personally, I felt like I had done a pretty good job. Matt gave me room to crawl out from under his desk and I stood up.

“Nice work, kid. At this rate you’ll be a faggot pro in no time!” Matt gave me his signature wink and smile. It made me blush and I cracked a smile with pride.

“Don’t go run off to the men’s room to jerk off now, boy. You’re gonna come see me after hours for some more play. Got it?”

“Yes Sir!” I replied, as I turned on my heels and headed back to my desk.

The end of the work day could not have come sooner. I sat horny at my desk all afternoon, with the taste of Matt’s cum in my mouth and a small wet spot of precum in my underwear. I could tell me productivity was dipping because I was just daydreaming about what Matt was gonna have me doing next. I had to remind myself I was being blackmailed against my will. I didn’t have a choice. I had to do what he said. But I might as well try to enjoy it since it was my only option, right?

Finally, 5PM rolled around and my co-workers started packing up and filing out, telling me goodnight. I tidied up my desk and little but waited to go to Matt’s office until most everyone else was gone for the night.

“There’s my faggot! That blowjob was good, boy, I had to take another break to jerk off a while ago because I got so horny just thinking about it. But that’s not what I was gonna have you do tonight anyway. Come here.”

I took a few steps closer to Matt until I was standing in front of him as he sat in his desk chair.

“I could have you suck my cock all day every day, but I want to see what other assets you’ve got.”

Matt reached for my pants and undid them. He reached in my pants, under my shirt, grabbed my waistband, and yanked my pants and underwear down in one go. My semi erect cock flopped out and swung around near Matt’s face.

“You’ve got a nice dick there, boy, but like I said, I’m more interested in the assets.”

Matt grabbed me and pushed me onto his lap so my ass was facing up and my dick was pinned between my stomach and his thigh. Suddenly, I felt a hard smack! on my right ass cheek. I winced in pain but gritted my teeth. I had a feeling it was only going to get worse from here.

“I gave you that swat last week, and I could tell deep down you liked it, so I thought I’d do you the favor of providing a few more. Would you like that, fag?”

“Yes Sir”

“You don’t sound very fucking excited for this, faggot.”

“Sorry Sir, please spank me Sir.”

“That’s more like it. How many would you like?”

“Uhh, I don’t know, 10?”

“10?! I didn’t realize I was wasting my time on a lazy fucking amateur. Try again.” Matt commanded, as he reached his hand between my thighs and grabbed my nuts in his fist.

“15 Sir,” I tried. He squeezed my nuts. Hard. I cried out in pain but managed to whisper “20?”

“20 seems better,” Matt released my nuts. “20 on each cheek, so 40 total I’m sure you meant.” I stayed silent, dreading what was coming.

SMACK! “Ah!” I involuntarily moaned.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

It was hard for me to focus on how many I had taken, but my ass was stinging, and I could only imagine how red it was. Matt took a break though, so I assumed we were halfway done. He rubbed my cheeks lightly and then slid his hands into my crack and pulled my cheeks apart until my asshole was exposed for him. He spit in his hand and then started rubbing the outside of my hole.

“Relax boy, I’ll start slow with one finger. You played with your hole before?”

“No, Sir.”

“Fuck yeah I love breaking in a virgin ass. Just relax and breathe.”

With that, Matt lined his index finger up, and applied pressure until the tip slid in. I gasped and tightened up at first but tried to relax. It was fairly easy letting Matt’s finger in. He slowly slid in and out of me for a few minutes until pulling out. Next, he stuck two fingers in at once, still slowly, so I could keep adjusting. This time, he applied more pressure down onto my prostate and started rocking his leg side it side. It was effectively massaging my cock.

As we were playing, we heard whistling down the hall, and it was coming closer. I tried to get up and throw some clothes on, but Matt grabbed me by the neck and pinned me down. He was staying silent though, it seemed like he was hoping to hide as well. The whistling got louder and the footsteps got closer, until they got to Matt’s door and opened it.

“Ohp, sorry!” a gruff voice said. The door slammed back shut. My face had to be as red as my ass right now.

“Frank! I thought you weren’t coming in till tomorrow!” Matt yelled. “Don’t worry, come in for a second.” Frank? The janitor? Ah, I guess that made sense. Didn’t make it any less embarrassing though.

“Sorry about this Frank, I was just in the middle of a little something.”

“I can see that boss, looks like you’ve really put this kid through the wringer,” Frank chuckled.

“Well, I’m just trying to break him in a little. I was working his virgin ass when you interrupted. Wanna see how he squirms?” Matt pressed a finger back on the rim of my hole.

“Ah that’s alright boss, I didn’t mean to be a bother.”

“Nonsense, get a load of this,” Matt said as he rammed his finger back into my hole, much harder this time. It seemed like Matt was being more rough now that Frank was here, like he was showing off that he’s an alpha.

Frank leaned on Matt’s desk and rubbed his crotch while he watched my tight hole puckering around Matt’s fingers. Suddenly, I felt his hands rubbing my ass cheeks as well. Matt pulled his fingers out and Frank stuck one in.

“Holy fuck boss, you weren’t lying about that virgin hole. How old are ya kid?”

“24” I half spoke, half moaned.

“He’s one of our newer paralegals,” Matt chit chatted, like he wasn’t letting Frank finger bang me as he spoke. “I’m just helping him stay on track. Mentoring, you know? He was getting swatted but still needs a few more. Think you could help him out?”

“Hell fucking yeah, boss. Get up on your hands and knees on the desk, boy,” Frank said as he took a step back and started removing his belt.

I assumed the position, with my ass in the air, exposed to both men. I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes, awaiting my lashing.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 

Matt counted as Frank swatted.

“38, 39, 40. Good work boy. I’m impressed you never asked me to stop.”

“I didn’t realize that was an option…” I muttered sarcastically as I started to climb off the desk. My knees were killing me.

“Wait up, boy. Don’t you wan your reward? I think you’ve earned some milking, don’t you agree, Frank? Care to do the honors?”

Frank immediately reached for my dick and started stroking me until I was fully hard again. He milked me with one hand while he fingered my hole with the other. It did not take long at all before I was leaking precum on the desktop and moaning like a little bitch. My balls tightened up and I erupted cum all over Matt’s desk, my hole clenching around Frank’s meaty fingers. He pressed into my prostate and squeezed my cock as I shot, which made my orgasm even more intense.

I stood up and looked at the men who had just abused the fuck out of my ass and gave me an incredible orgasm. I was beet-red with embarrassment but panting from the experience.

“What do you say to the nice man who milked you?” Matt sing-sing asked me.

“Thank you Sir”

“The pleasure was mine, boy. You really made a mess here. I’ll go grab my paper towels.”

“No, no,” Matt replied. “Grant made the mess, he can clean it up. He’s gotten pretty used to the taste of cum anyway, haven’t you, fag?”

Without waiting for an answer, Matt grabbed me by the hair and pushed my face down into the puddle of cum. I stuck out my tongue and licked up the mess until I had polished the desk clean and swallowed every drop.

“Well hell, if I had known Mondays were so eventful around here I’d stop in more often,” Frank laughed.

Matt shook his hand and laughed as well.

“I appreciate the help, Frank. I’ll have to keep you in the loop if we plan another training session after hours like this. Isn’t that right, Grant?”

I just nodded and smiled, in a trance almost, at the total degradation into a true faggot I had just become. Little did I know, it was far from the depths of what Matt had in store for me.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Please rate the story and feel free to comment with any constructive criticism or hopes for where Grant will find himself in the coming chapters!