Molly Gets Punished: An Office Domination Erotica Story

When Molly is called into Mr. Baker’s office, she finds out she’s been caught spending a great deal of time on the phone with her boyfriend. Mr. Baker isn’t happy about it, and she’s right on the verge of losing her job. She’s willing to do anything, and anything is exactly what it will take to save her job as Mr. Baker binds her hands and teaches her to submit.

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during a domination sex encounter. It includes bondage, blackmail sex, office sex, domination, submission, rough deepthroat, and cum facial humiliation. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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Mr. Baker chuckled, and it was a sound that Molly was sure she had never heard before. “So innocent, Ms. Carter, but I wonder. Come here.”
She didn't know what was happening, but Molly got to her feet and walked over to the man, unable to meet his eyes. Her heart was still pounding, and she knew that she wasn't out of the woods yet. She stood in front of him, her hands linked behind her back.
A gasp tore itself from her when she felt strong hands come up to cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her blouse. “You aren't one to wear revealing clothes to work, obviously,” Mr. Baker said, “which is a shame because you have a fantastic body. I can feel that much.”
Molly didn't know what she was supposed to do. She was pretty sure that fondling her in his office went against several rules, but he was in charge, and she couldn't help the moan that she made when his fingers pinched her nipples through her bra and blouse.
“S-sir?” she stuttered, cheeks going pink.
“Mm, and you're so obedient and respectful. I do like that.” Mr. Baker continued to touch her for a minute more before he tugged her blouse from her pants and began to unbutton it with sure fingers.
“Sir, what are you doing?” Molly tried again. “Y-you can't!”
“I can. Or I can fire you.” There was that no nonsense voice again. Molly didn't know what it was about that voice that made her want to submit to whatever the man in front of her told her to do.
“Do you want to be fired?” he asked, putting a hand under her chin and tilting her head up to meet his gaze.
“No, sir,” she whispered.
“I didn't think so.” Mr. Baker returned to unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it open to reveal her bra and flat stomach.