“Jean, Jean, please send me back to your manager. I really need to talk to her!” Jake pleaded with Jean.
“Ooo-Kaayyy Siirrr, transferring now.” Jake knew the encounter probably only took thirty seconds, but it seemed like days.
There was a long pause. He switched to his headset. Then a click.
Jake took a long, deep breath as he heard, “You’ve reached Jeannie’s Pleasure Line.” Jake pumped his fist in the air like he had scored the winning touchdown. “You have uncorked my bottle, and I will make your fantasies come true. The first minute is free, $1.50/minute after that. Once you have entered your credit card information, we can start with your first fantasy, Master.”
“Jeannie, this is Jake; I just put my credit card information in but was redirected to another line rather than back to you.”
“Oh, my most heartfelt apologies Master Jake. Jeannie will take the best care of you for this egregious error. Today standard rates apply, but when you call back for the third time, just remind Jeannie who you are, and that call will be free. Ok? Ok. Now, what fantasy would Master Jake like to start with today?”
Jake sat slightly dumbfounded, entranced by Jeannie’s voice but also trying to run that conversation through his foggy mind.
I think she just trapped me into two paid calls; she is good. If I didn’t want her to get me off so badly, I would hire her. And did she have an accent this time?
“Master Jake? No preferences. Please click this link. Allow camera and microphone access. Then just sit back, and Jeannie will take care of you.”
He clicked. Suddenly, there was a virtual image of him on the screen with a beautiful, scantily clad, well-endowed redhead in an empty room with white walls.
At that, Jake was putty in her hands, except for his steel-hard cock, in his own hands, of course. Otherwise, he leaned back, relaxed, and closed his eyes as Jeannie took him to her fantasy land.
“Master Jake, come into this room with me; it is lit by a thousand candles and smells of jasmine.” Jeannie snapped her fingers, and the two of them were in the room on the screen. “There is a bench along two sides covered in comfortable cushions and pillows, in all sorts of vibrant purples, pinks, greens, and blues. A stark contrast to the gray, iron shackles on the walls just above the pillows and at the base of the benches.”
Jake’s shaft twitched hard. This accent was working for him.
She really did know his every fantasy. How was she in his head like this?
The enchantress continued, “On the other side of the room a wall of devices used for all sorts of fantasies: blindfolds, oils, whips, floggers, paddles, candles, and more. A cage sits in the corner, and there are some other contraptions that we will get into if your fantasies take us there.” The camera panned around, and Jake gasped.
“Jake, take my hand,” he could almost feel that her skin was as soft as a flower petal. She pulled him to the bench and helped him undress. Then she pushed him down gently and straddled him. As she lifted her leg over his lap, she whispered, “Take a deep breath, Master.”
Without question, Jake followed his genie’s instructions.
Can I really smell her female scent? That’s not possible.
But he smelled something. Vanilla. Jasmine. Musk. He stroked his cock harder. The scent of her sex was intoxicating. He knew this was crazy, and there was no way this was happening, but he decided to just go with it. It felt too fucking good to care.
Fuck.
He was gonna cum before they even got to the sex. This woman was amazing.
“Oh God, I am getting so close already.” Jake blurted out to her. Embarrassed at his lack of poise as well as his lack of stamina. “Guess this will be a short call.”
“Trust me with your orgasms, Masters. I feel how your big, thick cock swells for me as I sit on your lap. You will have multiple pleasures today. Can you feel my heat?” She asked as she started using his lap like a hobby horse, rocking back and forth, back and forth.
Jake could imagine his cock pushing open her pussy lips a little more with each rock and rubbing her precious clit until she yelled for him not to stop. But it was him that yelled now.
“Oh, God.” And with one last stroke, Jake grunted and shot his load all over his desk and the papers from his failed deal this morning. The irony was not lost on him that the failed deal led him to this amazing moment, so thank you to Global Industries, Inc.
Suddenly there is a soft knock on the door. “Jake, are you ok?” Daphne said
“Oh shit! It’s my assistant Jeannie, I better go,” Jake whispered
“Why Master? Would she not want to join us and pleasure you also?”
At this, Jake’s dick recovered faster than it ever had in his adult life. Admittedly, he would love to ask Daphne in but that would be breaking every rule in the HR book.
The second knock was louder and more persistent. “Jake, I heard you call out. Let me in. I am worried about you.”
Jake’s cock won the battle over his brain, as usual. He partially redressed as he went to the door. The click as he unlocked the door seemed as loud as a gong in his head.
“Daphne, I am ooooo-kaaay, your shirt is unbuttoned. Why is your shirt unbuttoned? Get in here before someone sees you!” Jake said as he pulled Daphne into the office and locked the door behind them.
“Jake, I heard you screaming ‘Oh God’, I knew what you were doing in here. I just thought I would help you.” She slid her perfectly manicured hands up his perfectly sculpted chest.
“See, Master, I told you she would want to pleasure you too.”
Daphne jumped back, “Who the fuck was that?”
Jake led a perplexed, but horny Daphne around the desk, “Daphne this is Jeannie, Jeannie this is Daphne.”
“Hello, Mistress.”
“Hel-lo…” Daphne said tentatively.
“This is perfect. Let us continue. Daphne, you will do everything I do, and we will please Master together. Ok? Ok.”
A still confused Daphne looked at Jake, “I know, she’s a little bossy, but it’s worth it, I promise.”
“Ok,” Daphne agreed.
“Let’s have you both get rid of those clothes and come sit with me on my comfy bench again and then we will proceed.”
Both undressed and Jake sat in the chair, but Daphne was not sure what to do next. “Mistress, you are going to straddle Master just as I was before.”
The two smirked and Jake assisted Daphne up onto his lap, always a gentleman. His fully erect cock lay cradled between her soft, wet feminine lips. Neither could control the soft groan that slipped from their lips or the kiss that each had thought unrequited for months now.
His lips touched hers gently and set off a spark in her. Her hands cradled his face, and she returned his kiss with the fervor of tigress attacking her prey. He returned in kind, and he felt her heat grow around his manhood.
“Whoa! Hold on you two. Remember this is costing you. Daphne, look at the screen. There are shackles above Jake’s head. I want you to bind his hands. We are in charge of his orgasms, of his pleasures.”
Daphne looked around and saw Jake’s tie that had landed on the back bureau. She hopped down, grabbed the expensive accessory, and tied Jake’s hands behind the chair. “And I don’t even care about the wrinkles that are going to ruin that tie!” Jake chuckled. Daphne rolled her eyes as she climbed back up onto Jake’s lap.
“Mistress Daphne, I think you should put something in his mouth, so we don’t have to hear about ties. What do you think?”
“I agree, Jeannie.” At that, Daphne leaned forward and lifted a perfectly rounded breast up and fed her nipple to Jake who took it as eagerly as a hungry baby. Daphne held her tit with one hand and put her other hand on the back of Jake’s head urging him to suck and nibble harder. She started rocking her hips and heard Jake utter “fuck” even though his mouth was quite full.
His tongue swirled around and around her nipple, then he bit gently, then sucked and pulled. “Fuck yes!” she moaned. Then switched to the other tit. She rocked harder. Then bounced up a little, and a little higher. This time up and forward. This time up and forward just enough.
Bullseye!
They both groaned as his cock head hit her entry and she stopped a moment. Then slowly slid down on him, sucking him into her wet, hot tunnel.
Fuck his is thicker than he looked. It’s so tight. She thought.
Fuck she is tighter than I thought she would be. He thought
Jeannie smiled. This was going to be fun. She pulled out her favorite vibrator and turned it on low, laying it gently on her clit.
“Oh yes, lovely people, doesn’t that feel so good. Mistress, his hard cock is filling your juicy hot cunt so good isn’t it. Ride him harder.”
Daphne was a bit taken aback. She forgot Jeannie was there. Not only was she watching them, but she was directing them. But it was kind of hot. So, she did, she rode Jake harder.
“Good, good, Mistress. Now slower, but deep and hard. Slam down on that shaft hard. Yes. Yes. Harder Daphne. Now lean back just a bit, it will feel so good, I promise.”
Jake moaned. Daphne screamed. Jeannie turned the vibrator up to medium.
“Daphne, Master wants to cum inside you. You are driving him crazy. So, STOP!”
“WHAT?”
“STOP.”
Daphne sat down and stopped. All three of them panting and sweating.
“Count to five. 1-2-3-4-5. Now slowly start again.”
Daphne did as she was told.
“Good Mistress, slowly ride that cock. Feel it deep up in your pussy.”
“Now a little faster. Faster. Faster still.”
Daphne dug her fingers into Jake’s chest to balance and rode him as fast and hard as she could. She leaned back and Jake hit that energy spot that felt so fucking good. She couldn’t stop now.
Jake yelled, “Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum.”
Jeannie turned her vibrator to high.
“Me too,” Daphne screamed
“Me too,” Jeannie whispered to herself.
Jake grunted and filled Daphne up deep inside as Daphne squeezed him hard and felt that release of orgasmic delight ripple all the way through her.
Neither of them noticed Jeannie collapse in her own pleasure before saying, “Thank you for calling, your credit card has been charged $90.00. Please call again.” Click.
