Risky Business

This episode contains elements of BDSM, light choking, and verbal degradation practiced by two consenting adults. Please listen at your own discretion and research safe practices before attempting to do any of the acts you hear depicted.

“Okay, let me share my screen. Just a minute… Okay. Can everyone see my screen?”

“Yep, I can see it.”

“Okay, great. Let’s get started then. I’ve got some suggestions for our team to really excel over the next quarter. I think we did well over these last few months, but I do see a lot of room for improvement, specifically on the acquisition side. I’d love to see our numbers doubled by the end of Q3, and for that to happen, we really need to make some strategic moves this month.”

This meeting feels never-ending.

Why does the boss always insist on holding the quarterly meetings right before the end of the workday? No one is focused, everyone just wants to clock out…

I’ll probably be sifting through emails from the team for days now to clarify everything because nobody is really paying attention.

“Rhys, what are your thoughts on the new green initiative?”

“Um, yeah. We’ve been trying to push forward with the three big green energy suppliers, as most of you know, no one’s biting so far. My suggestions were in the spreadsheet. Did you have the chance to review?”

“I… did, yes. I’ve got them here. They are a little unorthodox, but maybe that’s the kind of thinking we need right now. Okay, as Rhys was saying, we’re contacting green energy suppliers. This could be huge for us if we even land just one of these accounts. Not only will it save us in costs but it looks great, lots of donors love to see this kind of thing, our clients will too…”

Damn, my brain is fried.

Okay… only a few more minutes and then I’m done for the weekend.

I lean back in my chair a little and stretch, rolling my shoulders back a little and trying to sit upright.

The sight of you standing in the doorway catches me off guard a little. I wave at you and gesture off-screen to let you know I’m still in a call.

You’re wearing that red lace robe I love so much, and I have to guard my expression as you open it to reveal the lingerie underneath.

My mic is muted and no one can see you, but they can see me.

“I’m still on call, baby. Should be done soon, though.”

“I know. I just missed you…”

There’s a sweet but mischievous grin on your face and you come closer, making sure to stay behind the desk, out of sight from the camera.

“But it’s so lonely downstairs… you don’t want me to be lonely… do you, Sir?”

God, you’re so sexy when you say those words and look at me with those needy eyes. My cock twitches a little as you let the robe fall a little more, revealing your gorgeous breasts.

I can see your nipples through the lace fabric of the lingerie and I stiffen a little in my seat. I’m still on camera for this meeting and could be called to speak at any time…

“You know the rules, princess. I’m working. You’ll have to wait.”

“What if I don’t want to play by the rules today? Hmm? There’s not much you can do about that in your meeting…”

You let your robe fall to the ground completely and I have to try not to let my jaw drop.

Fuck, you look incredible.

“Rhys, did you get that?”

“Um, yeah. Yeah, that’s great. Sounds good, thanks.”

“Great. Okay, that’s going to be pillar one of our strategy, then, now we can start to outline the next steps. What else is on the agenda? We have just a few minutes left. Let’s move on to discussing marketing budgets…”

I turn my attention back to you and try to keep a straight face as you step closer. You’re hovering just above my laptop now, and my eyes keep flickering from you to the screen in front of me.

“You’re playing with fire, princess. Be good for me until my meeting is over.”

“Or what? You’ll punish me? You can’t do anything about it right now… which means I can do whatever I want.”

God, I love that bratty tone in your voice. I feel the heat flaring up in my chest, the need for control, the desire to put you in your place.

You sink down onto your knees and crawl under my desk. I feel your hands on my legs, parting them a little so you can settle between them.

“You will be punished once I’m done. I hope you know that.”

I feel your hands slide up my calves, up my thighs.

“We’ll see about that. For now… I want… this…”

You start to unbuckle my belt. I shift a little in my seat, hoping it’s not too obvious. I glance down at the mic button to make sure it’s still red. Red means off. Red is good… it means I’m on mute… which means no one can hear you—

“So, Rhys, what are your thoughts on the proposed budget here?”

“Uh, yeah. We’ll have to run it by the accounts team… but I don’t see any issues.”

You reach into my boxers as I’m talking and guide my cock out of my pants. You grip the shaft in one hand, slowly stroking me while your tongue slowly teases the tip.

Oh god, that feels good… so good. No, okay—focus.

“It’ll definitely have a wide-reaching impact on the… on the potential partners we hope to onboard, but I think it’s the right move.”

“I couldn’t agree more. We need to balance the pros and cons here, strategic steps toward our end goal. Glad we’re on the same page here.”

I click my mic off again and try not to react as you take me into your mouth. Your warm mouth… those lips around my cock, the moans you’re making under the table. God, it’s so hot when you do this… act like a brat so I can put you in your place.

“Oh, fuck…”

“Don’t let anyone see. You have to behave like a proper employee, Sir…”

I try to keep my eyes focused on the screen. I’m not listening at all anymore to what anyone on the call is saying.

I take one headphone out and my cock twitches as you continue those soft moans under the table.

You take me deeper and then pull out: deeper, all the way to the back of your throat… and then back out, again… and again.

Fuck, it feels so good.

I reach my hand under my desk and place it on top of your head, forcing you down onto my cock a little more.

Fuck, your mouth feels fucking amazing. I love the way you relax your throat and take me as deep as you can.

You rest your hands on my thighs. I pay close attention for any sign of pressure in your touch to let me know to give you a breath, but it doesn’t come.

Finally, you squeeze my thigh and I let you go. You come up for air and I always love those sounds you make when you do that.

“Get that fucking cock back in your mouth, right now.”

“Yes, Sir.”

You take me deeper into your mouth again, and the tip of my cock hits the back of your throat. I place my hand on your head again, holding you in place.

God, this is impossible. I’m sure someone knows what’s going on by now. I can’t possibly hide this anymore…

“Does that feel good?”

“Shush, princess. Keep your mouth full until this meeting ends.”

You take me deep into your mouth again, but this time I rest my hands on top of the desk. I focus on the screen as your tongue teases me.

You take my balls in your hand, massaging them gently as your tongue flicks around the tip of my cock.

God, I can barely hold it together. My dick’s throbbing.

“You’re such a bad girl.”

“You love it.”

Your moans feel so good, vibrating gently against my cock as you slide me in and out of your mouth.

“Fuck, yes. Take that cock into your mouth. Take it like a good little—”

“Alright, I think that’s it. Unless… Rhys, any final thoughts from your side?”

Fuck. I can feel myself getting flustered, my cheeks are burning. I tap the button to unmute my mic while you take one of my balls into your mouth, sucking gently.

“No… no. All good from me here. I’ll send some… I’ll send some debrief notes tomorrow morning.”

“Okay, that’s a wrap for today, then. Excellent work, everyone. Sorry for keeping you all so late. I look forward to seeing how these plans work for us long term. Bye.”

“Thank you, goodbye.”

“You are such a fucking brat. Get up here.”

I push my chair back and reach under the desk, pulling you out from underneath and lift you up to your feet by your shoulders. The grin on your face says it all: this is the side of me you wanted. And you’re going to get it.

“Get on the fucking desk. Legs spread.”

I help you onto the desk and force your legs apart with my knee as I grip your hair and pull you in for a kiss.

God, it feels so fucking good to have my hands on you. I squeeze your tits and your hips, then let one of my hands glide up toward your throat.

I press gently on the sides of your neck and you let out the kind of sound I love to hear, that desperate, pathetic noise…

“Sir…”

Your nipples are hard and through the lace I pinch them, hard. You squirm a little but I keep you in place.

“This is what you wanted? Huh? You wanted it nice and rough?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

You grin back at me with your lips tightly closed. You’re not going to give in, but that’s okay, because I like this part, too.

“Take this off.”

As soon as your bra is off, I pull you off the desk and turn you around, pushing down on your front. You obediently bend over, arching your ass toward me.

I kiss down your back as I pin you in place beneath me, your head turned to the side.

“You wanted to tease me, hm?”

“You know the rules. No disturbing me when I’m working. But you just wouldn’t listen, would you?”

“Mmm, but it was so much fun watching you squirm.”

“Oh, really?”

I run my palm gently over your sensitive cheeks. There are already red marks forming there.

I bend over you, taking your hand in mine. I just want to make sure I’m not being too rough.

You squeeze gently once, our nonverbal signal to keep going. One squeeze for yes, two squeezes for no.

I straighten up and run my palm over your ass again. The heat from where I’ve spanked you excites me even more.

“Fuck. Look at this gorgeous ass. Some nice red marks on it…”

“Such a little fucking brat…”

“Yeah…”

“You’re my little brat, aren’t you?”

“Say it.”

“Make me.”

Heat flares through me but I can’t help the small smile that comes, too. You know exactly how to press my buttons, how to make me push you that little bit harder…

I lean over you, gripping your hair in my hand, raising your head a little off the desk.

“Okay. Okay. I’m your little brat.”

I let go of you and you rest your head on the table again, wiggling your ass slightly against me.

“Good girl. So you can do as you’re told.”

I slip my fingers down between your legs and move your thong to the side. Oh, fuck…

You’re so wet already, and I love those sounds you’re making. They’re mine. You are mine.

You rock your hips a little, matching my rhythm, pushing back against me. My fingers settle onto your clit and I tease you.

“Oh, yes…”

I love how you press your cheek against the desk and look back at me… watching me while I fuck you with my fingers.

With my free hand, I grip my cock, stroking it a few times. Fuck, I miss the feeling of your mouth on me.

“You know… I could edge you until you’re begging me and then just deny you, but I’m not going to do that. No… your punishment today is going to be something else entirely…”

“Yes, Sir…”

“Oh…”

I pull your thong further to the side and tease your pussy with the tip of my cock. Fuck.

“Oh…”

I dig my fingers into your hips and pull you back onto my cock, again and again. You feel so fucking good…

“Tell me how much you like this cock.”

“Say it!”

“I like it. I like it so much, Sir… fuck…”

Your fingers tighten around the end of my desk, and your ass ripples every time I thrust into you.

I fuck you harder against the desk. My nails dig into your skin and I can’t get enough. The way you were teasing me until I couldn’t take any more… you bring out the fucking animal in me. I need more, I need it.

I pull your arms behind you, and hold your wrists tight as I slide my free hand up to your hair. I grab a fistful and pull your head back as I lean over you, and my lips brush against your ear.

“This what you wanted? To be fucked like a little toy, to be mine, to be used…?”

“Yes, Sir. Yes, yes…”

“You needed my cock so bad, you couldn’t wait? Greedy fucking girl…”

“Oh god, yes…”

I kiss hungrily down your neck and bury my face in your skin. You smell so sweet… and you’re so soft.

You brace your hand against the desk and push yourself up, and my arm clamps around your waist.

“Maybe I should put you on camera next time… show everyone what a needy little slut my girl is…”

“Oh, yes…”

“Harder… please!”

“Please what, you little brat?”

“Please, Sir. Please, fuck me harder…”

“That’s it. Who owns you? Who do you belong to?”

“Use your words…”

“I belong to you, Sir. You… you… Yes…”

“That’s right. You belong to me, and I can fuck my little brat… any time I want… however I want.”

“Oh, yes…”

I release your hair and wrap my hand around your neck from behind carefully, holding you close as I thrust into you over and over again.

“Oh god, I’m going to cum! I’m cumming!”

“No. You are not. You will wait.”

“But I’m… I can’t wait… oh god…”

“You will do as you’re told. Wait until I cum first. This is your punishment. Take it like a good girl. Be a good girl…”

“Yes, Sir. Fuck… yes… okay…”

“Yeah, that’s it. You’re so good…”

“Oh god, I’m going to cum! Yeah, that’s it! Fuck!”

“Fuck, I can’t… Sir, I can’t wait. Can I? Please… please!”

“You think you deserve to cum? After being such a little brat?”

I reach my hand around and tease my fingers against your pussy, settling on your clit as I continue to thrust inside you…

“Please, please. Oh god! Fuck…”

“Say it again! Beg for it.”

“Please let me cum. Please let me cum. I’ll be good, oh my god!”

“Good. Good girl. Cum for me right now. Cum all over this cock…”

“Fuck, yes. That’s it, princess. Good… keep going. Good girl…”

I lean over you on the desk, kissing your shoulder gently.

You wrap your hands around mine as I feel myself starting to go soft inside you.

“You are such a bad girl, you know that? I could have gotten caught.”

“Oh, come on… you know you love it.”