My boss - Part 2 (Patreon)

My boss uses me as a slut whenever he can. I’m used to fulfill his strangest kinks.

After fucking me one afternoon in his office my boss posted the ad that same night.

I watched him type it on his phone while I sat on the edge of the bed, still sore and leaking from earlier. The message was short and clear: Young tight hole 23yo available for use. No limits. Cumdump. Blindfolded. Multiple welcome. Motel on the highway. Come use it and leave.

He didn’t ask if I wanted it. He just told me to shower, keep myself open, and get in the car.

The motel was the kind of place that smelled like cigarettes and cheap cleaner. One story, flickering neon, rooms that rented by the hour. He paid in cash and took the key without looking at the guy behind the counter. Inside, the room was small and dim. One bed. One chair. A single lamp that barely lit the corners.

He locked the door, then turned to me.

“Clothes off. On the bed. Ass up.”

I stripped. He took off his black tie and tied it tight around my head, cutting off every bit of light. Then he pushed me forward until my chest hit the mattress and my knees sank into the cheap sheets. He spread my legs wider and pressed two fingers into me, checking that I was still soft and open.

“Good,” he muttered. “Stay exactly like that.”

I heard him move the chair closer to the bed. The soft click of his phone camera starting to record. Then the sound of the door opening and closing as he went to wait outside.

The first man came in less than ten minutes later.

I didn’t see him. I only felt the bed dip, the rough hands on my hips, and the thick cock pushing straight into me without warning. He was bigger than my boss and didn’t care about going slow. He fucked me hard and fast, grunting with every thrust, using the cum that was already inside me as lube. When he finished, he buried himself deep and unloaded with a low groan. I felt the extra heat flood into me.

He pulled out. The door opened and closed.

My boss’s voice came from somewhere near the chair.

“Truck driver. Late thirties. Thick cock. Didn’t even take his shirt off.”

I stayed in position, hole twitching, cum already starting to leak down my balls.

The second man was quieter. He spat on my hole first, then pushed in slower, but once he was inside he fucked with long, deep strokes that made the bedframe creak. He lasted longer. When he came, he held my hips tight and ground against me until every drop was inside.

“Office worker,” my boss said after he left. “Wedding ring. Probably told his wife he was working late.”

They kept coming.

Some were rough. Some were almost gentle at first and then turned vicious once they realized how open and used I already was. One man slapped my ass hard between thrusts. Another grabbed my hair and pulled my head back even though I couldn’t see anything. A few talked while they fucked me — calling me a hole, a whore, a cumdump. Most stayed silent.

After the fifth or sixth, my boss stopped describing them one by one. He just gave short updates.

“Younger one. Early twenties. Came fast.”

“Older. Heavy. Almost too thick.”

“This one stank of sweat and cigarettes.”

I lost count somewhere after twelve.

My hole was a mess. Every new cock slid in easier than the last, pushing the previous loads deeper before adding more. I could feel the cum shifting inside me with every thrust, warm and slick, some of it forced out around their shafts and running down my thighs in thick streaks. The sheets under my knees were soaked. My own cock hung hard and ignored between my legs, dripping steadily onto the mattress.

My boss never touched me. He just sat in the chair and filmed, occasionally telling a man to go harder or to make sure he came inside. Sometimes he laughed under his breath when a particularly rough one made me moan too loud.

By the time the twentieth man left, my legs were shaking. My hole felt loose and ruined, constantly leaking. I could feel the cum dripping out of me in slow, heavy drops even when nothing was inside.

The door opened one last time.

This one was bigger than the others. He didn’t rush. He ran a hand over my open hole first, feeling how wet and used it was, then pushed in with one long thrust that forced a broken sound out of my throat. He fucked me slower than the rest, deep and heavy, like he wanted to feel every bit of the mess that was already there.

I heard my boss’s chair creak.

Then the wet sound of him stroking himself.

“Last one,” my boss said, voice rough. “Make it count.”

The man kept thrusting. I heard my boss grunt, and then felt something warm and thick land on the cock that was still moving inside me. My boss’s cum. He had jerked off onto the stranger’s shaft while it was buried in my ass.

The man didn’t stop. He used it. He fucked the fresh load deeper into me along with everything else that was already there, mixing my boss’s cum with the loads of more than twenty anonymous men.

When he finally came, he pushed in as deep as he could and held still, pulsing hard. I felt the extra heat join the rest.

He pulled out slowly. A thick river of cum followed, pouring out of me and onto the soaked sheets.

The door closed.

For a long moment the only sound in the room was my heavy breathing and the soft drip of cum hitting the mattress.

Then my boss’s hand settled on the back of my neck.

“Stay like that,” he said. “I want to film how ruined you are.”

I stayed on all fours, blindfold still on, hole open and overflowing, while my boss moved around me with the phone. He didn’t speak again for a while. He just recorded the mess he had made of his employee.

When he finally pulled the blindfold off, the light from the single lamp made my eyes water. I looked at him. He was still hard, cock shiny with his own cum, staring down at my used hole with something dark and satisfied in his expression.

“Clean yourself up enough to walk,” he said. “We’re leaving.”

I tried to close my legs and felt another thick trickle run down my thigh.

My boss watched it happen and smirked.

“Good boy,” he said. “Tomorrow we do it again.”

All characters are consenting adults (18+). All acts depicted are consensual between the characters.