Second intentions

I confess that I have always felt a great attraction to older women who arouse in me a monstrous desire; in recent times with my confused and uncertain life I did not expect to enjoy such an overwhelming experience; it all began when a woman took over the Directorate to which I am subordinated; her name was Heloise, a sixty-year-old woman with an intriguing appearance and austere posture who always has control of the situation. At first she warned that she would talk to each of us separately causing a tense and silent commotion. As the day passed she called one by one in her room spending an average of ten minutes with each one; and as time passed my anxiety grew immeasurably, for it seemed that I would be the last to be called. Only when the sector was completely emptied did I conclude that only she and I were left; at that moment she opened the office door, pointed the flexed indicator to me; feeling her legs limp I got up and walked slowly until I entered the room; Heloise pointed to the chair in front of her desk for me to sit down. "I am a very objective person ..., I have talked with the others and I have not yet found what I am looking for!" she stated emphatically. "And what are you looking for?" I asked, keeping a firm, direct tone. - I am looking for an assistant ..., someone I can trust and assign some tasks - she replied with the same firmness as she sat behind her desk - do you accept the challenge? - I'm sure you can trust me - I replied immediately - now ..., can I trust you? Heloísa exhibited an expression between surprise and a hint of irritation before responding by remaining silent as a way of unbalancing me. "So from today on you report directly to me and no one else ..., is that understood?" she snapped, getting up and walking to the door she opened indicating that our interview was over. And in the days that followed Heloísa showed herself austere and objective with me, trying to meet all the directives she gave me in the shortest possible time. After a little more than three months I was able to anticipate me by providing data before she even asked and by scheduling meetings and preparing her work routine; Heloísa did not comment and did not even take my performance into account, but I did not care about it, I just wanted to do my job. On a Friday night she and I lost our advance and entered the house. I'm starving! <unk> she commented with a sullen tone <unk> Come, let's have dinner ..., I'll pay! We got into her utility car and went in search of a restaurant; while driving Heloísa wanted to know more about me and when she asked if I was married, I gave the most usual answer possible stating that yes and that the relationship was complicated. "Every relationship is complicated and sometimes you need an escape from reality!" she commented with her usual sincerity. We found a bistro in a quiet street and enjoyed a delicious meal with two glasses of wine for her and two beers for me. "Listen, if your relationship is complicated..., do you feel like abstracting from time to time?" she asked, returning to the subject. Maintaining secrecy about the experiences I had already experienced, I merely replied that escaping from reality once in a while was good as an escape valve. Immediately, she called the waiter, asked for two espresso coffees and the bill. <unk>So come with me ..., I'll give you a good reason to abstract!<unk>, she replied after sipping the coffee and paying the bill; stunned and half not knowing where I was going I got back in her car and we went to a destination known only to Heloísa. She took me to her apartment, a rooftop in the noble area of the city and as soon as we entered the elevator she came up to me and squeezed my groin with some force. "Hum, it looks like we've got something good here!" she replied by massaging the volume that had formed in my trousers with a naughty little smile. Upon entering the apartment Heloise wasted no time in ordering me to take off my clothes; I confess I hesitated to carry out that order, but her look made it clear that I had to obey; as soon as I was naked, Heloise walked around me reaching to tighten my buttocks and hold my member as if checking its dimensions; having done this she began to take off her clothes and without delay my boss was naked in front of me; I checked that she really was an exuberant and well-groomed woman not appearing the age she carried on her back; the sated breasts still retained a certain firmness combining with a minimal belly, belly and wide haired, thick and rough thighs forming a harmonious whole with her curly hair curled into a face without blue marks or penetrating with wrinkled eyes and fleshy lips. -Come here and suck me! <unk> she ordered as she sat in a brown leather armchair, spreading her legs and stroking her vulva <unk> I want to see if you can suck a female. From that moment I realized that we were no longer boss and subordinate, although it was up to Heloise to conduct our interlude, but only man and woman eager to satiate their luxurious desires ..., at least that was what I thought in that situation; I got down on my knees between her legs and began to lick and suck the vulva that was hot and wet; at one moment she held my head with both hands pulling it tightly until I could hardly breathe with her mouth and nose almost suffocating inside the burning cave of the female. She repeated this gesture a few times alternating it with others in which she released me demanding more pleasure, and this "joke" made her mock several times, even leaving my face licked with her mockery; without warning she got up and gave me her back, bending her body and leaving her legs open. "Come suck my ass, you little whore!" she demanded again by pulling my hair; with her taking care to keep my buttocks apart, she made me dip my face between them, licking the liquid and also the blinking seal; there was a single moment when I felt that I was used by her as her personal pleasure toy and for no reason I was enjoying it very much; I was getting excited about being used by a woman. After obtaining the longed-for pleasure Heloise made me get up and holding my stiff limb pulled me leading us toward her room; as soon as we entered, she ordered me to lie down and in a matter of minutes I was with my hands and feet handcuffed to the ends of the bed with Heloise on her knees by my side carrying a small saddle-whip; then she prepared herself by delivering the first blows against my limb and my balls. Although not vigorous blows they caused in me an amalgam of diffuse sensations that oscillated between a disturbing pain and a hallucinating pleasure; my body trembled and even trembled with the erection becoming so exaggerated that I feared reaching a climax outside the hour by ejaculating uncontrollably. Contrary to my expectations, Heloise knew very well how to conduct the situation with an absolute mastery that erupted in her gaze and in her cursory smiles imposing on me an unusual, but also delicious submission that I had never experienced in my entire life. "That! That! You like it, you little whore! Don't you like it? I know you like it!" she commented with a sarcastic tone and interrupted by a somewhat accelerated breathing. I was unable to answer since my feelings were clouded by the pleasure that dominated me both in body and in soul. -I bet that at home fucking your wife you think you're the best, don't you? <unk> she asked ironically without waiting for an answer <unk> The alpha male fucking all the holes of the submissive wife who serves you as it should be ..., but here who commands is me! Answer who commands you now? <unk>Argh! Arrr! Uhhh! The ..., lady commands! Ahnnn! <unk>, I answered murmuring the words feeling my member pulse painfully. Suddenly, Heloise ceased her punishment and cowered over me holding the pistol and slowly descending on it until she swallowed it with her burning and insatiable vulva; pinching my nipples she quivered over my body now absorbing now expelling my stick in a sequence of insane movements and whose excitement exceeded the limits of my body. For a long time she continued in this hallucinatory copulation and when she sensed that my joy was approaching she stopped the movements by keeping the pistol deeply encased in her cave using the sphincter to contract and dilate as if chewing my member resuming the movements when I was fully sure that it remained under her full control. With the same dexterity as before, Heloise released me just long enough to re-imprison me on the bed with my butt exposed to her delight. She stood in front of me displaying a provocative look for a few minutes and then she turned to a piece of furniture next to the bed from which she pulled out a penis prosthesis of unbelievable dimensions. "Now the male will serve me as if it were a female!" she said as she girded that almost frightening apparatus. She turned over on the bed and minutes later I could feel her rubbing a cold gel onto my cheeks and reaching to finger my anal seal causing renewed sensations of lust and desire; and then at the first punch Heloise succeeded in thrusting the tip of the apparatus into my orifice which was painfully laced to receive it; I did not resist and let out a hoarse cry contracting my muscles which unfortunately amplified the pain I felt. <unk> Calm down, bitch! Relax! Otherwise it will hurt much more! <unk>, she commented as she penetrated into the penetration pulling up my orifice and causing more pain and no pleasure. That was not my first time in the impalement, but it was certainly the first time that a woman did this in me ..., and it made an impressive impression with continuity. All that remained for me was to submit without complaining and hoping that at some point I would have the opportunity to enjoy some pleasure; Heloise held my buttocks squeezing them mercilessly to the point of burying her fingernails in my flesh while she punched fiercely until she managed to break my hole by burying the dildo deep in my butt; and without giving any respite she began a succession of ever-intense, fast and deep punches increasing my submission with pain and a hint of humiliation that in turn made me even more excited. I did not know how to determine the exact moment when the pain was being mitigated by giving way to a delirious pleasure that creaked my skin and returned to exalt my erection that made the member pulsate insolently as if it had its own will; at that moment I was absolutely sure that Heloise had eliminated in me any impulse of resistance by making me bend to her domination, which used me as an object of pleasure ..., a mutual pleasure in fact. She continued in her harassment bordering the limit of her resistance that soon proved to be claudicating as she was already suffocating with the impetus of her blows slowly losing vigor. For my part I was enjoying an indescribable pleasure that culminated in a flowing and pulsating enjoyment without me having to perform any kind of manipulation; upon realizing that I had reached my climax, Heloise seemed to be satisfied by reducing the blows ending with a last more vigorous and deep forcing me to let out a hysterical scream. "Soon! Now my little whore is happy and satisfied!" she commented with a tone of rejoicing as she slowly took out the dildo until she withdrew it entirely causing me and me an auspicious relief. "Wait!" she warned, "I'm going to put some ointment in that cracked hole!" just before she greased the area with a kind of anesthetic ointment that further amplified my relief. A few minutes later, I was lying free on the bed, sweating and breathing uncertainly, while she sat on the edge of the bed next to me, stroking my body and pinching my nipples. I asked permission to go to the bathroom to which she granted with an almost friendly tone ordering me to get dressed, as she would take me to the office so that I could get my car. "I like you very much, see? Whenever I want you will serve me, understand? It's our little secret!" she commented as she drove. Before I got out of the car she warned me again that everything that had happened would remain only between us, but she did not insinuate any threat if I revealed what had happened to anyone; I came home still in pain and when my wife asked what had happened I invented a story about accumulation of work that seemed convincing. In the following weeks, Helo and I maintained a strictly professional relationship without touching on the subject of what had happened that night and I happened to think that she would have been satisfied if she had looked for me and that I had not deceived myself anymore ...! On a Thursday night we ended up staying until later alone in the office and when I had finished a task preparing myself to leave, she called me. "Come over here and take off your clothes!" she demanded in her authoritative tone; I thought of keeping up with her on account of the place we were in, but her fawning look indicated that attempts in that direction would be useless. I did as she commanded and waited for what was to come; Heloise came to me and wrapped me around my waist and held my member by applying a vigorous punch that left me all shivered. She manipulated my stick with an almost furious ferocity and the moment I began to tremble indicating the arrival of joy she was interrupting what she was doing by holding my balls and squeezing the sun so hard that I stole a grunt. Immediately she threw me on her stomach on her desk and attacked my back by sticking two fingers into the seat that was still recovering from the last attack; she fingered mercilessly until she stuck three fingers inside me causing a painful sensation that seemed to tear my hole; she kept squeezing my balls and fingering my poor cousin and when I was on the verge of mischief she alleviated everything by pulling me to her and retaking the fist. <unk>This is for you to know who is in charge! And never dared to comment on this with anyone, you understand?<unk>, she whispered in my ear speeding up the masturbation that culminated in a joyful bouncing on the work desk. "Now lick it, lick your fucking cunt", she ordered, pushing my face across the table until my lips touched my own semen. Taken by that strange feeling of unrestrained submission I did as she commanded licking the tablecloth and sipping my own pleasure. At the end of it all, Heloísa ordered me to pull myself together and dismissed me so that I could return home. I thought that we had reached the limit of abuse, but Heloísa knew no bounds when it came to using me as her pleasure toy; she made me suck her bouquet inside her car while we were still in the garage of the office building and then opened my vagina licking me with her pleasure. <unk> I take my pleasure with you and when I get home I don't waste time to fuck your wife! I want to know the details, you understand? <unk> He ordered her back and I fulfilled it. The truth is that I ended up getting into Heloísa's domination by confessing my pleasure in the game, but I didn't have the satisfaction of lying about it with my wife. One day she announced her departure from the company by accepting an invitation to work for a multinational located in Panama; our farewell was laconic and impersonal, except for the surprise that she had reserved for the end of it all by taking me to a public square making me naked while whipping my buttocks until they were hot and red reverberating in me in a profuse and uncontrolled orgasm. And as soon as she came, Heloísa left a void in me that lasted a good while; I felt the need to experience once again the taste of submission, the pleasure enjoyed with a woman using me as she wanted; unfortunately, with the departure of Heloísa I soon realized that I would not have this opportunity so soon in my life and resumed my daily afternoon.