Office Dom and the weakling
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This is inspired from true events, again it is exaggeration but sexual intimacy is on accord to the sexual fun I had with one of my black slaves.
And for all muscle pussies who are desperate to serve me. Email me for your ownership. Plus I'm also looking for sub proofreaders if anyone interested, email me.
Chapter 1
I woke up with shear fatigue, my head still heavy and eyes blurred. As my hole clenched mechanically I felt an ache spreading. I couldn't perceive the memories of last night. I was drunk as hell. As I pushed the blanket away and tried to stand up, I felt dizzy. I was completely naked and my cock was showing the mammoth of the morning boner. I supported myself against the wall by curling my big arms and looked around. "Where the hell am I?", The first thought that hit me was about my location. I tried hard and events of last night started clumping together.
"I was in the bar and there was this guy ...", As I looked at the bed, I saw a figure there.
"Hey you woke up then?", The figure yawned and every scene began to clear like fog clears after rain.
"No....no way.....just say it didn't happen. For God's sake say it", I panicked in horror.
"But it did happen", the person in front of me who was completely naked smirked with a cocky smile that shattered my persona as events of night kept on hitting me. Our naked bodies was explaining all what happened. Enraged my face flushed and body shivered and gritting my teeth I pounced at him like a wild animal.
"You fucking cunt", I hollered furiously at the frightened man in front of me.
My name is Dominic and I'm professionally a finance manager and supervise marketing department in a multinational company. I'm 36 and earn really well, thanks more to my sexual expertise than to my academic one. My entire persona is explained by my name, I'm a dominant and assertive Alpha Top who fucks the hell out of every white pussy I find. I'm not known by "White pussy basher" for nothing. Even my stupid boss likes my big, being black cock a lot and worships it like a whore. That's why I got incentives along with a promotion within a year as my boss Sullivan is so pleased with my "performance". In a nut shell he is a pathetic piece of shit, a 60 years old white whimp who is can't get his cock hard so who could please him better than an Alpha like myself? I have to stuff his mouth with my black 11 incher twice a day, one in the morning and one after office hours, a regular dose of my creamy syrup satisfies his every hole.
My boss is the other story, the real deal are the dozen of white men I fuck on regular basis. I don't know but my manhood gets really hard whenever I get sight of a good, white tight bubble ass. I don't think with my brain when I look an ass, my tool gets take control and doesn't calm down until it is deep in a "milky way" and erupting my hot manjuice in it. Gosh I'm one horny fucker.
Last week there came few interns and I was the one in charge of em all and had to give them a tour around. One of them named Nathan was constantly looking at me whenever I would gesture and explain them, as I gave him a stern look he looked away. He was kinda skinny with a swimmer's built with baby face and cute eyes. Such white pups are my favourites cuz they get me wild fucking them. So during lunch break I invited him to my office. Locking the door, pulling down the shutters I slammed him over my table, lowered his pants down and banged his sweet cherry. He resisted initially but he knew he could not resist an Alpha like me. I banged him pressing my hand on his mouth to keep his moans down and shoot my seed in him. Woof! What a tight ass it was. I love to breed mancunts specifically white manpussies. I slapped his bubble quite few times and as I opened the door, there was standing his little friend Dan. Nathan quickly buckled his pants. Dan was staring with craving eyes at my crotch understanding the entire situation.
"Hey....", He said nervously but I knew what he wanted so I grabbed him and threw him on the table for round 2.
After that Nathan and Dan would often come to my office learning more about the "office stuff".I called it "the Dominic effect". It was not only my cock that attracted men but also my entire personality. I'm 6'4, black with a body hung like Terry Crews, washboard abs, bulging pecs and boulder sized arms. I have been offered a lot of calls from modeling and porn industry due to my herculean built and black race. Porn directors would always want to sign me up as their Top, Dom daddy in their films. I also remembered fucking a white cunt director when I told him I may consider if he let me fuck his pussy. His eyes lit up and I fucked the hell out of him with my 11 inches tool and dumped my load in his tight cunt. But the best part was I not only fucked him but also refused the offer right away. Well, the director didn't mind much cuz of the fuck he received but it was hilarious to see his facial expressions when I refused.
I'm a white man hunter. I hunt white men down of every type, from strong muscular studs to cute vulnerable twinks who are worth fucking by my huge python guarded in my crotch.
Let me share an incidence. The building where I live has about four apartments and the one in front of mine, lives a young man name Kurt, he is around 25 and well built. He is a computer engineer and had a huge crush on me. One day I made my move and cornered him in elevator. His confused and nervous eyes were priceless just like a deer in desperate to be hunted down.
"I know how you look at me cunt. What are you waiting for? Come to daddy tonight and daddy will make sure to keep his lad happy", I whispered and left. He stood confused there. I bet he would be in awe and never expected me to make the move. But it is well said often unexpected things come true and similar thing occurred with him. He was in a trance that I casted over him.
In the evening as expected that fag Kurt knocked at my door. I opened it shirtless with only a towel round my v-shaped waistline. He was bewildered and licked his tongue to see my muscle packed body. I invited him in and what happened next was amazing. I fucked him in every possible position hard and rough, his hole was swollen but I didn't stop banging him with my fat black cock showering his tight pink baby pucker with my holy cum. Believe me he couldn't adjust to my size but he wanted it badly. This is what black men are for to fuck. In the morning I kicked him out and ordered him to regularly visit my apartment in the day to do chores and other household stuff. Now he is my personal maid to whom I pay by giving a nice hard fuck every now and then.
White men always attracted me especially the muscular and strong looking ones. It was enthralling whenever my dick fucked a strong white man, teaching him his place and marking him as my property. Their sweet moans under my body begging me to fuck more would always drive me crazy. These bastards must realise who is superior to them, their black Alpha Dominic is superior to them. Yes I'm racist towards white dudes when it comes to sex. I have been brought up listening to how these white people treated us black men enslaved us, abused us and much more. Perhaps this engraved in my personality and I became this way. Nevertheless, I love being myself and fucking these white pussies.
"Yes faggot, suck it good", I was sitting Sullivan's chair. He was on his knees taking my nine and a half inch fat cock in his mouth. By all the experience he got in a year he had become an expert in giving a best blowjob. Despite my taste for buff dudes, Sullivan was expert in blowjob apartment. So whenever I feel stressed, his mouth will always relieve it.
"Hurry up bitch, do it fast. Take it all down deep in your throat.....ohhh...fuck.....yes like this..", Sullivan had grabbed my dick hard and worked on it like a whore.
"Fuck bitch....it makes me so horny when my boss is on his knees giving his employee the best blowjob in his chair....fuck....you have one useful mouth.", I pumped my dick in his slimy oral cavity that he took like a pro.
I pulled my dick out. "Now to the main thing bitch", Sullivan smiled and stood up. He unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants down. He was wearing the lingerie I ordered him to wear. Cute pink color brand new Victoria's secret that was looking stunning on him. Now face forwards. He moved and showed his ass to me. I stopped him down and smacked his bubble butt hard.
"Ohhhh....", He moaned.
"Who is your daddy bitch?", I smacked again.
"Ahhh...fuck...you are Dom", he moaned.
"Smack....who is your daddy", I spanked hard again.
"Ahhh...you are my daddy", I gave a spanking session and his moans and groans filled the room. He had one large room with a glass partition. The backside portion of the portion was reserved for usual off hours work like getting fucked and over other side we would discuss office tasks in the day.
"Now fuck me Dom, please.", Yes I wanted him to beg me like this. I always made sure my bottoms realise they beg me good. They are sluts for my personal use and Sullivan knew better. He had become one cock craving faggot slut. His pussy was mine to fuck and use. I had complete authority over him. Of course their are some tasks where we have to maintain our professional relation like in office meetings but most of the time I was in charge. I would actively alter decisions and make them on his behalf and he would take care of my material needs like shopping, rent, etc. My life was a bliss. If you ask me what benefit I got from this relationship then the answer would be a free pussy and money. I would never like to fuck this old shit but he was paying my bills so it was worth fucking him.
Sullivan was riding me crazy and I shot load over load in his slutty old hole.
"Man you are amazing", Sullivan unmounted me.
"I know faggot",
"Don't call me that", Sullivan never liked that but he had to bear all this as I love calling him names.
"But you are my slut. Dont you?", I challenged and his face reddened.
"There is an important contract we have to deal with today. You ready for that?", Sullivan explained him the task dressing himself.
"Yeah yeah...piece of cake", I said confidently.
"But today it won't be. Our rival company will also be there and try to take away the contract. We have to secure our name. Got it?", Sullivan was serious. To him the contract was not as much important as much getting defeated by his rival.
"Come one Sullivan, you are doubting my expertise now", I minded that.
"It's not like that. I'm just saying that contract should be taken by Sullivan group not Moon", Sullivan said eye to eye.
"Don't worry. I ll get that contract.", I was cocky like always.
"So guys this is how we are gonna bring some alterations and market your product. Masses should always be the target and...", I was explaining the pros when someone cut me off.
"But a product cannot rely only on its marketing strategies. It can give you a spike temporarily but product design and production runs longer.", An absurd statement I heard from somewhere in the room and I searched for that voice but couldn't find him. At last that person stood up and came towards me and I couldn't hide my chuckle. He was short and slim. His 5'8 stature was facing me up. I tensed my chest to intimidate him a bit.
"This", he pointed at my slide.
"This is the step where Sullivan group is lacking , the post production area.", I was annoyed at him bringing faults in my presentation.
"We have to lower the quality of our packaging and increase the quality of product. There are many light weight and cheap material that have good stability. This will not only decrease the cost on post production but also focus our concentration on main ingredient which the product.", He was explaining and I was getting bored. But when I looked at our recipient, they seem to paying their heads to this jerk. He went and sat down and I started giving further explanations.
"So we have decided to......", The panel finalised their decision.
"Just because of your over confidence we lost that damn contract Dominic", Sullivan slammed the file on his table.
"It doesn't matter. It was not an important contract", I knew it was a life or death situation for Sullivan. He had bad terms with Moon group and losing to them mattered a lot.
"What the fuck did you just say?", Sullivan approached him furiously. Normally I would teach my boss his place if he is mad and I tried to intimidate him but it didn't work today.
"Don't do that Dominic. I'm not your sex toy now. I'm mad and really mad. There are some ethical and professional rules and you are forgetting that day by day", Sullivan shouted at me and I was least concerned. I reached to him and grabbed his hand.
"I know you are stressed out. Do your thing to relieve it.", I put his hand on my crotch. He felt the hardening dick and surrendered momentarily.
"Dominic I'm serious right now. Just leave", Sullivan took his hand away and I didn't force him as he was really mad right now. I left the room. I was furious at myself. How did I lose the contract. If it were not that jerk I would have convinced in winning the contract. I hate losing. Nobody can outcast me.
"You fucking asshole...", I cursed him.
A week passed. I came to my office like usual. Sullivan called me into his office.
"You called me", I opened the door and saw someone sitting on the chair. His back was in front so I couldn't see who he was.
"Oh yes Dominic. Come and meet Mr. Wikling", when I heard the name I chuckled a bit. What was that name "weakling". Sullivan introduced me with the person and he stood up. He matched his name as he looked like a weakling. As he turned around and reached out his hand to shake I was shocked to see that it was the same jerk who became reason if my insult in that meeting.
"Ahm..ahmmm", Sullivan cleared the throat as I didn't shake hand for few seconds and continued to stare at the smiling jerk. Unwillingly I did.
"So Mr. Dominic will give you the tour around the staff and will explain you everything about your work and all", Sullivan explain politely but I was mad at him for making him his guide.
"Ok Dominic you can take him. He will work under your command in finance and marketing department.", "Weakling" gave me a goodie goodie smile and I left the room angrily.
"What the hell? What was this jerk doing in this company?", I had so many questions running in my mind and Sullivan was the one to answer them all.