From Hot Office Colleague To Sex Slave
big boobs, colleague, doggy style

Imagine a hot girl – 5’8 height, not thin and flaunting a cleavage more often than not from her deep neck blouses in the office. What would you like to do? Fuck her? Fuck her bosom? Right? I did exactly that! Today, I have brought you my story, a story that I am proud of. Proud because of many reasons. First, she was a big girl with a big ass and big tits and to fuck such a girl her mind out is always satisfying for a man. But, it was more than that. My real pride was in making her accept that she was my whore and should obey me every bit. A beautiful girl like her could have charmed any man, enslaved him to her whims. But she chose to be my slave, she chose to give me all pleasures. She submitted to me and that is my pride. Please get introduced to Isha. An ambitious woman who wanted to be the CEO of a global major until she faced life. She worked hard day and night but was denied promotions twice. I was a peer who joined with her. Unfortunately for her, I knew that working your ass off does not always pay. Picking fights at the office and ignoring people does not pay because ultimately it is the people who work and who fuck. Not getting promoted, but working ass off, not getting married but keeping oneself maintained – perhaps these two things are not very different qualitatively. They play on your mind. The more they are delayed, the more reward you seek because you have waited for it, but it does not come. Isha was deprived in both ways. And being a batchmate, who was getting promoted, she would often come to meet typically as an ordinary batchmate bonhomie. But, I knew, she wanted to know what I was doing that she was not. Looking at my colleague was a real pleasure. She would always flaunt her bare arms from her sleeveless blouses and her bosom would be bursting out of her sari pallu which was barely stable. I will just offer her some solace by appreciating her hard work and together we will abuse the bosses often. I knew she needed it and to be honest, I had nothing more to offer. Yes, I had my dick and it was on offer… hehe..but the time for it had not come yet. Slowly over weeks and months, I realized my colleague was being mentally dependent on me. She would take great pains to reach my office (even when my office was shifted to another location in the city) and blurt her heart out. She would often ask if she was disturbing me and I would reassure her she was not. Often, she would just hang in my room too long. Just sitting there even when I was working. Just waiting for me to say something. She would suggest having some after-office coffee or snacks. The snacks increased to dinner and she would just walk to my house every now and then. If my colleague Isha had not been so hot and if she had not been such help in my masturbation every night, I would have asked her to stop all this. But she was getting sexier and more beautiful day by day. I could see she was wearing makeup more on those days when we planned to meet. She was wearing skirts to the office displaying her legs. Her neckline would be carelessly displayed as she ignored her pallu with me these days. I knew she wanted it. And then, one day I just grabbed at her waist at my home and kissed her! She did not kiss back but did not stop me either. I kept sucking her lips for 15 minutes besmirching her lipstick badly. It was satisfying to look at her face blushing and looking like old movie bridal faces after suhaag raat. My colleague was standing and I touched her to my will. I grabbed her ass as I kissed her, it was like a soft cotton ball and I dug my fingers in it. She oomphed but her ass was in strong hands. I played with her. She was such a delight. A hot woman, attractive and wished for by every possible man, but with me, vulnerable, ready to be devoured standing in front of me. I was proud. And I slapped her ass. I slapped it, again slapped it and again and again. And then I stopped and disrobed her. I could tell I was hard, very hard every time I was with my hot Indian colleague This was the time, all these months of masturbation and imagination were paid off. I asked her to sit down on the floor on her knees. I was eager to experience my dream where my co-worker girl would suck my cock before I suck her boobs. Such was the control I wanted on this girl. Isha obeyed and did what she could. She simply took my first inch in her mouth and licked it. She was innocent. She thought this was what was called a blowjob! I could understand. My hot colleague girl did not know all the hot fucks I wanted to give her mouth. I enjoyed her gullible licks for some time but then I simply took her face in palms and inserted another three inches in her mouth. I wanted to insert more but she gagged. And I smiled. Isha looked at me surprised. I pulled my cock back a bit but then inserted it again. This time, she even tried to take it in without gagging but she did gag. I loved it. She had this lovely face with all her lipstick smudged and her lips were now smudging my cock in their color and smoothening it with her saliva. It was so beautiful to watch her trying. Isha’s cute face between my hands and my cock repeatedly pushing in beyond her capacity and her eyes rolling as she gagged. I did not stop until I shot on her face. My cum shot spread from her chin to her hair. She was shocked. After I came, I realized I had been too harsh given it was her first time (which was self-evident given her reaction to everything). So, I just made her sit comfortably on the bed and asked if she was okay. She did not reply. I quickly pulled some tissues and helped her clean her face. I hugged her and kept her in my arms for a while. Once assured, my colleague was calm, it was time to properly fuck her. I lifted her and laid her down on the bed. I kissed her navel, the navel I had imagined so much, always hidden in just the right amount with her saree… getting loved now finally. I rubbed my cheeks so extensively on her smooth ample bosom, she was left curious what was I doing!! But I did what I wanted to do and followed with bites all over her bosom. I bit her like animals, squeezed her nipples between my jaws and squeezed her breasts as I will milk them. I opened her legs and put both of them on my shoulders. I inserted my cock and could feel her tightness spilling the virgin blood on my cock. The blood could not stop me from putting me all in. I screeched through her pussy and fucked her. Isha was spread out in front of me and I stared at her face while I fucked her. I wanted her to realize that I was fucking her. I fucked for hours. In one pose, I brought her legs to her face and literally jumped over pussy like an anvil. She got a sprain in her back. As I had earlier done, I said, “Sorry.” After that, we simply laid side by side and I kissed and caressed her the whole night. The next night, without me asking for anything, she simply came to me as I was sitting on my couch and sat between my legs and sucked me until I came. My hot colleague gulped down my cum. Then I announced – “You are mine”. She smiled. That night, fucking her in doggy style, I kept calling her “Bitch, Bitch, Bitch!” She will only meet my thrusts with more vigor as I said it. The next day, I conquered her asshole too. She was hesitating but she was already in position of doggy style and my cock was already up. Nothing could stop it. Her ass was drilled for an hour after which she fell on the bed. Every day, I will meet her with a target and have it. Titty-fuck was one, ball-sucking was another, reverse cowgirl, and so on. My colleague shifted to my house soon. It was understood that she will look after my house now. Isha cooked, she cleaned, she pleased me at night and woke up early to get everything done. From calling her ‘bitch’, we shifted to collar her. I will roam around the house after dinner on her fours in the collar that I leashed her with. We had our disagreements and she would revolt sometimes. But somehow fucking her calmed her down. I will just tell her that I am dominant and she must be servile to me. She gave feminist arguments but I will just take her clothes off and fuck her good! In fact, I feel she argues feminist things just to arouse me so that I fuck her like a bitch even more. It was understood that my sexy colleague should suck me once I am home, she should wake me up in the morning with another blowjob and feed me her bosom along with every meal. She followed it very religiously. No matter what. But collaring her and using her to my pleasure was one thing, I wanted more. I wanted her to be my whore and I wanted her to know it. And, I had been dating girls, meeting girls all the while. Whenever I would tell a girl that I had a sex slave, they would just be shocked and leave me. But I knew there would be one who understood. I was dating this girl, Akriti. She was good and intelligent. I had been fucking her at her flat for some time but, truth be told, Isha was class apart. Akriti was enjoyable because I was investing so much time in her but Isha was too hot, much hotter than Akriti. Akriti did not run when she came to know I had a sex slave. She was confused for many days about the implications but was finally okay with it. I invited her to home. I knew the risk was with Isha, who did not know. I expected tantrums from her. And it happened. She was enraged. I had told Akriti that it might be so and slaves must be controlled. I just pinned her down. Akriti took her clothes off and then her own clothes off. And I kept groping Isha all the while. Her hot but enraged body was about to give me the utmost pleasure today. I just mounted on my slave colleague and inserted my cock in her and fucked her till both of us were exhausted. She was lying on the side when Akriti laid down beside her and I sucker her bosom. In front of her, I made love to Akriti. That night was long. It was hard work. To control her, to fuck her and also to make her watch me fucking another girl. It was since 10 pm I was fucking the girls. It was finally at 4 am that I collared Isha again and brought her to her knees. It was a victory. That morning I roamed around the house with Isha on my leash and Akriti on my side. It was fun. Isha sucked me when Akriti prepared breakfast that day. Akriti continued to be in my life for 2 years. We broke up. But Isha did not have the option to break up. She was my slave. Her job was to please me. She resigned from the job soon after and focused full time on me and my pleasures. She has learned over time to take 5 inches in her mouth. We aim to take it to all 8 inches.