Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2017 11:49:52 -0600 From: Your old friend Tappy Subject: Decision Tree Chapter 8 Decision Tree Ð Chapter 08 By Tappy McWidestance Monday morning came and I was on pins and needles as to what was going to happen when I got to the office. I had visions of walking through the door to find my desk cleared and by belongings boxed up. But, in truth, everything was business as usual. Even the partners, one of whom had to have been the Batman that fucked me, were acting as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. As the morning went on, I started to relax. Then about 11, I got a ping from Master James. It was nothing out of the ordinary. Just his usual sexting designed to get me hot and bothered. He was telling me how wonderful it would be if I could get drilled every day in the office like I had at the party. Part of me agreed, but of course, that wouldn't be very professional behavior for a lawyer so I dismissed the idea. But he persisted chatting about it and I, as I am sure he anticipated, got very aroused. Every time we chatted, my desire to meet Master James and fully serve him grew. I also told him that every time we talked. He always told me "Soon," but was never any more committed than that. This morning, however, he added "Another one of my slaves is under my desk sucking me off. She might get jealous if you came over." Well that was enough of a challenge for me. "I'll suck you way better than she does," I typed without thinking. He replied very quickly. "That would be a fun contest. Just so you know, she would be the alpha slave. You would have to follow her directions as well as my own." That took me back. I wanted to meet him in the worst way, but I didn't want to have to take orders from some other slut who served him. Still, I knew about being alpha. I'm a ball-busting attorney after all. I bet I could whip her shape in no time. "Just give me the chance and I'll show you what I'm capable of," I replied to him. My pussy was starting to gush at the thought of actually meeting Master James. Unfortunately my lust-fueled train of thought was interrupted by an email from Dean our IT consultant. Monday was one of his usual mornings at the firm and his email said I needed an update to my operating system. He requested I bring my laptop into his office as soon as possible. He said he was leaving in half and hour. Damn, I thought. I told Master James I would be back online in a bit, cleared by browsers history and emptied my trash for good measure. I then shut my laptop and walked out of my office toward Dean's in the back hallway. The door was shut so I knocked and he said come in. I walked in and shut the door out of habit. When I turned back toward his desk, I noticed the high heels sticking out of the front of his desk. Obviously there was a woman underneath. I stared at Dean. I looked back at me with an icy gaze as if to wonder how long it was going to take for me to realize how he had been playing me from the beginning. Finally I spoke. "How?" "You were easy. Ripe for the picking," he told me. "FYI, my full name is James Dean Roberts, but I don't use James professionally. My parents were big fans of his but didn't think what it meant to saddle their kid with that name." I shook my head in disbelief. "When your laptop broke, I took the liberty of putting on some spy software and a key logger. It was easy to track your online movements. I then joined your world and I must say, you submitted very easily. Liz was much harder to recruit." Liz, our receptionist. She always seemed to need computer work when Dean was in the office. I glanced down. The person under the desk. Master James had not lied about getting head while we chatted. It had to be Liz. "Now, I believe you issued a challenge as far as the quality of your oral skills," Dean said to me. "Get down on your knees." I didn't hesitate. I should have. I really didn't like this new development. Of course, he had plenty of evidence of my new lifestyle and as usual, I was dripping with need so I wasn't exactly thinking straight. Master James pushed back his chair and stood up. As I watched him advance on me, his cock hard and dripping with Liz's saliva, I wondered if she would be jealous of me. Or mad at me. Or maybe this was a game he played frequently and as his alpha, she expected this and maybe enjoyed it. It didn't matter. The moment is beautiful cock touched my lips, I melted. I completely acquiesced and truly became his slave. It was a glorious moment that rivaled every expectation I had dreamed about as I pictured this moment every day since I first started serving him online. I focused on giving him the best blowjob I could, but that didn't preclude me hearing Liz getting up from under the desk. I then saw her walk around toward us. She lifted the back of her skirt and sat down on the top of his desk. "How is she, Master?" she asked. "She has some raw talent, but needs coaching and experience," he replied. "May I play with myself, Master?" she continued. "Yes, slave. You have earned it," he said. From the corner of my eye I saw her lift the front of her skirt. She was not wearing panties and began to rub her pussy. I wanted to concentrate on the cock in my mouth to prove him wrong about the assessment of my oral skills, but I kept getting distracted by her lewd display and her sexy noises. For his part, James did not seem eager to cum. Liz must have been blowing him for a while when we were chatting and now I had been going down on him for a good five minutes. Obviously he was in control of his emotions. The same could not be said of Liz. She was panting and soon begging for permission to cum. He told her to wait. She groaned in frustration, but did as she was told. She did slow her fingers to a crawl. He grabbed my hair and pulled me off his cock. "Bend over the way you were in the bathroom at the party," he instructed me. "Bury your face in her cunt and finish her off." I didn't hesitate. I admit, I surprised myself by not worrying that I was about to eat my first pussy. Normally I would have just crawled to her, but I was hoping, given his specification to take the position I was fucked in at the party, that he was going to do the same. Standing in front of her, I bent over 90 degrees at the waist. But instead of resting my forearms on his desk the way I had on the bathroom counter, I wrapped my hands around the back of her ass. I didn't pull her forward, but instead I used the leverage to pull my mouth onto her pussy. She was easily as wet as I get. I started licking and then started sucking on her clit. Immediately she was begging again for permission to orgasm. As I felt Master James begin to push his cock into my pussy, he gave her the go code. That was all it took. She began to shake and her tasty cream filling my mouth with her arousal filling my nose. I must admit I liked her taste and I loved finally having his cock inside of me. But unfortunately it didn't last. No he didn't just suddenly cum (I would learn that never happened) and no we were not interrupted by a knock on the door. But yes he did pull out. "You have not earned my cock yet, slave. Friday night you will visit my dungeon. At that time you will be properly fucked by both of us." He slapped my ass to emphasize his point. "The two of you switch places," he commanded. Quickly I sat on the desk, lifting my skirt in the process and Liz bent over the same way I had done. She began moving her head toward my pussy while he penetrated her. I heard a mew of pleasure from her just before her lips contacted my labia. I could tell I had a lot to learn about pleasuring a woman as she was obviously much more skilled than I. I was jealous that James was fucking her hard and fast and I wanted that to be me. But slaves can't be choosey. It was clear who was calling the shots and that I wasn't going to get more of his cock. At least not for a while. Soon I was begging to cum much like Liz had been before. Then she stopped licking me long enough to ask permission to cum again. He told us both to hold on for just a minute and that all three of us would cum together. About 45 seconds later I saw him thrust deep into her and hold her tightly. "Now," he said. "Cum for me slaves." Liz began quivering again as Dean's cum erupted into her needy pussy. That was enough to set me off as all three of us came at the same time. James held her hips keeping himself buried inside her. For her part, Liz kept her mouth plastered on my sex. The room reeked of sex and was getting humid. Thirty seconds later he let go of her hips and pulled out. He pointed at me and then at his cock. I knew he wanted me to clean him. I did not hesitate. It wasn't the way I had envisioned first tasting his cum, but his remnants mixed with her juice were a tasty treat. I wasn't surprised that Liz remained bent over the desk or that after I was done with his cock he told me to clean her as well. His cum was leaking from her pussy and down her inner thigh, After a quick lick up both her legs to get the first precious drops, I grabbed her ass again and spread her cheeks. I could tell not all of his jizz was making it into my mouth as I forced my mouth between her cheeks and against her pussy, but that hardly mattered. Being used for clean up detail had my mind whirring much like being used in the bathroom had done. This is where I belonged and I had no further illusions about being the alpha. My first real life session with Master James wasn't long, but it was effective to reinforce whom I knew I wanted in charge of my life. My only disappointment was that he was only at our office once or twice a week. Liz was always there, of course, and I wondered how this would change our office relationship. I had always been nice to her, if a little standoffish, as the lawyers, especially ones on the partner track, didn't cultivate personal relationships with the office admins. Obviously that had just changed as his cum oozed out of her pussy into my waiting mouth. But how would she treat me? That was just one change in my office life as I was about to discover.