Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2017 11:49:52 -0600
From: Your old friend Tappy <tappymcwidestance@gmail.com>
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.