My first time being dom'ed

I never considered myself gay. But the other night while drinking a little too much, one of the guys I work with hit on me. We kissed in his car then went home. He begged me to suck him off. Right there in the kitchen. he said he couldn't wait. 

We didn't talk at all after that. I was surprised how he ignored me at work after I did what I did. Maybe he didn't like it? Did I do a poor job? He came in my mouth. I must have been OK.

I did my best to forget about it. I went back to working. Some time went by.

Pete introduces himself and tells me we have a lunch meeting. I've never met him before. He runs another department. "

I don't know anything about what you do there. Why would I be invited to a meeting?"

He just tells me we are going. 

We take his truck to lunch. It's just him and me. He orders a sandwich but tells me I'm not eating. We don't talk about anything. I get a glass of water while he drinks a beer and finishes his sandwich. Finally, we get around to talking about work. 

"I've heard a lot about you. I think you might fit right in. Have you thought about making a change with your career?"

"I told you, I'm not sure what you guys do there. What am I going to do?"

"Do? You'll figure out what you're going to do. You're going to start when you meet me after work and I'll show you. Got it?"

"Uhhh... yes sir."

"Good."

Just before 6, I get a text from Pete. He wants me to meet him at his truck. We drive to a restaurant, but he only orders food for himself. When I try to order, he tells me to be quiet. I shyly sit and drink my water.

When we get back out to his truck it's dark outside. I'm getting nervous. Inside he reaches around to the back of my neck. His large strong hand turns my head toward him. He is pulling me over the center console. I don't know what the fuck is going on. 

Then he kisses me. 

It's not a sweet, romantic kiss. He roughly spreads my lips open with his mouth and forces his tongue inside. I try to push away but he grabs my arm.

"This is going to happen. You like your job, don't you? You want a promotion, don't you? You're going to let me kiss you. And you're going to do whatever else I tell you to do. You got it?"

I'm staring back at him. He is waiting for a response. His hand is firmly on the back of my neck. He is still holding my arm. My mouth is drooling from his kiss. His tongue was warm and wet. I've never had anyone dominate me like this. I'm not a pussy. But this guy is pretty strong. And he is a big boss at work.

"Well? Are you going to do what I tell you, or not?"

"I'm not sure... I'm not sure what you want me to do?"

"Sure you do. Good boy. That tells me you know exactly what I want you to do."

He releases me, pushing me back in my seat. The truck starts, and off we go. 

"I've got an opening in IT. You do that now, right? You'll get an office in our annex. If you're interested, you can tell me on Monday. Until then, you do what I tell you. Got it?"

He is taking me home. He is going to take me to his home and have sex with me. The memory of sucking off that other guy comes back into mind. How did this guy knows I did that? The feeling of him grabbing me and forcing himself on me was very new. I didn't fight him. I barely argued with him. I let him take me, grab me, kiss me. I'm quietly sitting in his truck. But I feel like a kidnap victim. 

I like it.

"Get in the house and sit at the kitchen table."

I do as he orders. He goes back, then returns completely naked. He is in very good shape. Like he works out twice a day. But I really can't focus on him. The thing pointing at me has my attention. His cock is straight out, hard and throbbing. I am startled, and try to stand. He comes right over and helps me up. He is pulling my clothes off as he pushes me back down the hall to what I assume are the bedrooms. I feel like I'm being herded like a lamb to slaughter. 

As soon as we get in the bedroom he buckles a dog collar around my neck and pulls me toward the bed by the leash hooked to it. "Be a good little slut, or I'll chain you to the basement wall and fuck your brains out like a bitch. Got it?"

He has a good firm grip on me. He is sitting on his bed. I'm on the floor on my knees. Every time I let his cock pop out of my mouth, he grabs the back of my head and pushes it back. 

"Just keep doing what you are doing. It doesn't matter how long this takes. We have all weekend."

Before he came the first time, he pulled me up on the bed groping and squeezing and fingering me. He used a bottle of lube, squirting it all over me. His fingers were up inside my ass. He was pulling at my cock and fingering me. Trying to shove all his fingers in. It was so fucking crazy having my cock squeezed while being butt violated. 

He was pulling my hair and calling me a little bitch. I sucked him as hard as I could. I don't remember if I came. But I know he blew a load so big I couldn't keep any of it in my mouth. I blew cum out of my mouth and up through my nose. It was everywhere.

After we showered he was lying face down on the bed. "Spread my cheeks and stick your tongue in my ass. And you keep doing it until I tell you to stop."

As I slowly walked to the bed, he lifted his ass up and his legs began to spread a little. He had a good firm grip on his cock as I climbed on the bed and pushed my face between his cheeks. With a hand on each, I carefully spread them.  I opened my mouth and gave his hole a big wide licking. Then I took the plunge and pushed the tip of it inside. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm  Oh fuck yes. Don't fucking stop that. Don't stop until I tell you too, bitch!"

I felt his hand touching the back of my head. He was reaching back, pushing my face in deeper, and jerking off. I licked and poked. and pushed in as far as I could. It took a long time for him to finally blow a load. He groaned and pushed my face in even harder when it happened. I couldn't breathe. I was struggling. He loved it. I wasn't sure. But that didn't matter. He made me do it several more times that weekend. His cock or his ass were in my face all the time. 

Monday I had a packet on my desk. There was a request for me to transfer to Pete's division. Everything had been approved and signed. All I needed to do was return it to HR. I was getting a 2 level promotion and nearly double the salary. When I checked out my new office, Pete was there. He took me aside and told me the rules.

"Don't worry about all the stuff that happened this weekend. If you want another lunch, just let me know. Otherwise, do a good job here and we will be just fine."

As I checked out the new systems, I couldn't help but think about Pete's kisses, and his strong hands all over me. I could still smell his sweat. I could still taste his cock and cum. This guy seduced me, kidnapped me, forced me. He made me do unspeakable things. So why was I was wishing he had ordered me to go to lunch with him right then? Right now? I sent him an email asking him to meet for lunch to discuss my new position. He just replied: "HaHa!" 

Billy