Sandra Dominia, a powerful businesswoman, is secretly into BDSM. She enjoys being both dominant and submissive. Her favorite part of the BDSM lifestyle is the way she can control her partner’s pleasure. Tonight, she has invited one of her employees, Jason, to join her in some naughty fun. Little does he know that once he enters her home, he will be at her mercy.
Sandra puffed on her cigarette, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke as she stood by the window. The opera gloves she wore added an air of mystery to her appearance. Her feet were bare, accentuating the long, elegant lines of her legs. She couldn’t help but feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins. Tonight was going to be special. She turned around to find Jason standing in the doorway, looking nervous yet aroused. She smiled seductively and took another drag from her cigarette before slowly lowering herself onto the chaise longue. “Come here, Jason,” she purred, patting the spot next to her.
Jason hesitantly approached, his heart racing in his chest. As he sat down beside her, he could feel the heat emanating from her body. Sandra leaned back against the cushions, crossing one leg over the other while keeping one foot planted firmly on the ground. The other foot rested on top of hers, their soles almost touching. Without saying a word, she reached out and gently traced circles around Jason’s cock through his slacks. He gasped softly, unable to hide his arousal. “You like that?” she whispered huskily. When he nodded weakly, she grinned wickedly. “Good.”
Slowly, she pulled off one of her gloves and began running her fingers lightly up and down his shaft. He groaned loudly, thrusting his hips towards her in silent plea for more. She obliged him by pulling off the other glove and wrapping her hands around his throbbing erection. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his cheek. Sandra intensified her grip on Jason’s throbbing member, stroking him faster and harder. His moans grew louder as he began to squirm uncomfortably in his seat. She smirked when she saw how desperate he was for release. With a devilish glint in her eye, she pulled off her gloves once again and stood up from the chaise longue.
“Stand up,” she commanded softly. Reluctantly, Jason rose to his feet. Sandra circled around him slowly, running her nails down his spine. She loved the power she held over him – the ability to make him tremble with desire or recoil in fear.
She stopped behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders. “Do you trust me?” she whispered seductively into his ear. When he nodded hesitantly, she guided him to kneel down on the floor. He obeyed immediately, his heart pounding in his chest.
“Good boy,” she purred, stroking his cheek affectionately. She could feel his warm breath on her neck as she stepped out of her high heels. Next, she slipped off her silk robe, revealing her perfect body to him. She walked around him once again, allowing him to take in every curve and angle of her flawless figure.
Finally, she crouched down in front of him, taking his cock in her hand once more. This time, however, she didn’t stroke it gently. Instead, she wrapped her soft lips around the head of his dick and began to slowly suck on it. Jason moaned loudly, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He couldn’t believe what was happening – his boss, a powerful woman, was on her knees before him, worshiping his cock. As she took more of him into her mouth, Sandra pulled away suddenly, revealing just how far she had gone. She looked up at him with hooded eyes, her lips slightly swollen from his delicious flavor. “You like that?” she asked huskily. When he nodded dumbly, she resumed her ministrations, alternating between slow, sensual strokes and quick, teasing licks.
Jason could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he knew better than to rush things. This wasn’t just a quick blowjob; this was an act of complete submission. And if there was one thing he’d learned about Sandra Dominia, it was that she loved to be in control.