This story is fiction and based on consensual DOM/sub sex between men. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. It's copyrighted 2022 with all rights reserved outside of Nifty.
General Synopsis:
Johnny Carter, a "straight" married man, accepts a job promotion to become the personal assistant to the C.E.O. of the company. He soon realizes that the protocol of company rules have a bizarre and perverted twist. In order to keep his job, he learns to do as he is told, no matter how strange it seems.
From the Author:
When I write, I like to take my time getting deeper into the head space of the protagonist. The story is written in the first and third person, depending on the chapter, to give different perspectives of the action. There will be sex in every chapter but some more extreme than others. I like to write about the "power exchange" between two men where one dominant alpha controls the submissive beta.
Note: Because Johnny is married, there is some suggestion of hetero sex in a few chapters, but it is non-descriptive and very minimal.
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CHAPTER 4
Mr. Hopkins entered the office and stood at Mr. Noor's desk, looking straight forward. I wasn't sure if he saw the huge wetness in the front of my pants from the uncontrolled orgasm I just had. If he saw it, he didn't mention one word about it.
"Bruce," Mr. Noor said, "it seems that our potential assistant here has a problem." Mr. Hopkins looked at Johnny and down at the stain in my crotch but said nothing. Noticing the stare, Mr. Noor continued, "his problem is at home. It seems that his wife could be having an affair and our boy here will need a place to stay until he can work things out."
"Of course Sir," Mr. Hopkins said, "will he be staying with me Sir?"
I looked at Mr. Hopkins in disbelief, not understanding anything. Mr. Noor noticed my confusion and said, "Mr. Hopkins is currently staying at the company apartment as well boy, so it seems he will be your new roommate for awhile."
"No Sir, I don't want to...."
In the blink of an eye, Mr. Noor slapped me across the face and almost knocked me to the side. I was so shocked and mortified that I dropped to my knees in bewilderment.
"I didn't ask you a question boy." He screamed at me. "Remember the rules boy. You don't speak unless I ask you too."
Did he just hit me? What is fuck is happening to me? I moved back to my knees and sat back on my heels and started to quietly sob. I dropped my head to hide my humiliation and tears. Mr. Noor stepped in front of me and lifted my face with one finger under my chin. He stepped closer so his crotch was directly in front of my face. I saw the bulge.
"There, there boy." He tried to console me. I looked up at him with a tear dripping down my cheek. Mr. Noor wiped the tear.
"I know this is a big change for you boy," he said softly now, "and you have a lot going on in your private life too, don't you?" I nodded and sniffed. "I only want to help you. If this job works out for you, it could be very lucrative, you know that." I nodded again. "I think you have great potential to give me what I need as my assistant boy."
He rubbed his cock directly in front of my face and I looked at him smiling down at me.
He walked back to his desk.
"Now, until you get used to things around here, I think it would be best if you just follow the rules and do as you're told, including from Mr. Hopkins, boy." He continued with an explanation. "Mr. Hopkins has been staying in the company apartment while his home is being renovated. His wife and young child are staying at her mother's place because the apartment is too small for all of them. There is only one small bedroom but there is room on the sofa for you."
I didn't know what to think and was still in a daze from being struck.
"Tell your wife that I am requesting that you work late to do additional work in preparation for your potential promotion." Mr. Noor stepped forward as he said this so that his crotch was inches from my face. I felt arkward and tried to look away but he was still holding my face with his fingers.
I felt a tear dripping down my cheek
"Listen, everything will be just fine boy." Noor said with almost a deviant smile. "I am happy to speak with her on your behalf boy."
"Could you do that Sir?" I asked, "I am not sure I can deal with all this right now."
"Of course," he said, "I will call her before 5:00 today. In the meantime, you need to get out of here and clean yourself up. You are an embarrassment." He walked over to my immediate supervisor, Mr. Hopkins and said, "our boy here obviously had an accident here. I think you should take him to the apartment and explain the house rules to him. I will see you both here tomorrow."
Mr. Hopkins came to me and lifted me by the hair to a standing position. I couldn't believe how rough he was with me. My pants were soiled with cum stains and he just ushered me out of Mr. Noor office quickly.
Once outside the office he said, "Wait for me downstairs in the lobby and I will pick you up out front. Make sure nobody sees that fuckin stain boy. You fucked up big time and I'm surprised Mr. Noor didn't fire you on the spot."
He left me standing in a corner of the main lobby downstairs. I was seated and pretended to look at some magazines to cover my wet stain. Mr. Hopkins pulled up in his loaded Mercedes and we left. As we drove, he explained the new "house rules".
"First of all," he said, "you need to learn about Mr. Noor. Give him exactly what he wants, without speaking, and you will do well. I think he wants to hire you and, if you get hired, I get a bonus too. So I have a vested interest in this too."
I didn't say anything and just listened.
Mr. Hopkins continued talking to me as he drove.
"Before I give you rules, get the pants off." He said as he pulled my legs open. "I don't want that shit on my seat." I immediately pulled my pants down and noticed that my underwear was also soaked. I looked up at him.
"Listen boy," he said with increasing anger, "I am still your fuckin boss for now so don't play the modesty card with me. I know you got a dick so get the fuckin wet underwear off."
I slid the underwear off. Most of the cum was already absorbed so my naked ass was basically dry. Mr. Hopkins grabbed my knee and spread my legs open.
"You don't touch that thing," he said as he pointed to my dick, "do you understand?" I didn't reply but just stared at him looking confused. "I'm serious boy, while you are living with me, there is no masturbation. You wanna meet your wife, that's fine, but while you are here, living in this apartment, you keep that cum inside those faggot balls."
"Can I ask why Sir?" I timidly asked.
"No, you can't ask why, you punk." He said as he slapped me. Again, I was shocked. Perhaps he thought that it was normal to slap me because he saw Mr. Noor do it back in his office. I have never been hit like that before.
"I am still your superviser and you do it simply because I said so," he smiled at me like I was a puppy, "that's why."
"Sir, you can't do this to me." I said covering my face.
"Sure I can faggot." He said, "You got no place to go. Your wife basically kicked you out for another man, and you could lose your job completely if you don't do exactly as our CEO, Amir Noor, says. The way I look at it, you follow the rules or you end up on the street."
How did he know about my wife having an affair? Mr. Noor just said there were "problems" at home. I don't know how this happened to me in a matter of days.
As we entered the apartment, I noticed how clean and modern it was. I didn't expect anything less actually. I remained naked from the waist down while Mr. Hopkins went to the frig and took out a pitcher of water. He spoke as he poured two glasses.
"Look, the sooner you understand how to follow orders, the sooner we can move forward. Now drink up boy." Mr. Hopkins continued, "This is my apartment for now and you just need to respect and follow the rules. Besides, Amir would also get pissed off if he found your faggot cum all over the place.
"But..." I began to deny.
"Wait," he said as I flinched in fear of being hit again. "Listen, I am willing to compromise for you. I recommended you for this position with Mr. Noor and I believe you can do a great job for him and the company."
I suddenly felt some pride as he complimented me.
"So," he continued, "Instead of not allowing you to masturbate and cum on your own, you will simply ask my permission when you need to empty your balls. That way, I decide how, and when, it happens and you get your cum. So, for now, you abide by the rule of no unsupervised masturbation."
For some reason, I felt like that was a compromise and agreed. I drank the water. Mr. Hopkins smiled at me.
"Good," he said as he rubbed my inner thigh, "we have a deal. If you break those rules, I will simply inform Mr. Noor that, after living with you, I do not think you are the right person for this position." I looked at him in shock.
"Now, for some fucked up reason, you had an orgasm in his office today. Frankly I don't know why he didn't fire you on the spot. I'm not even gonna ask what happened because its between you and Mr. Noor, but make sure it doesn't happen again. Understood?"
"Yes Sir," I mumbled.
"Now tell me" He looked directly into my face. I was confused.
"Tell me the new rule boy" He said sternly
"I will not masturbate or have an orgasm while staying in the company apartment unless I have permission to do so from you."
"Good boy," he smiled and wiped my face with his palm. I flinched again. Finish your drink boy. "Just make sure you don't fuck up, understand?" I nodded.
I was told to remain naked and sleep on the sofa. He threw me a blanket. I had no clothes to sleep in so I just laid on the sofa ready to sleep. Mr. Hopkins, now only in his underwear, was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. He came out and walked toward me.
"You're in my territory now," he said as he stood in front of me, "so you live by my rules when you're here." I couldn't help but look at his oversized bulge in his lycra boxer underwear and I made a conscious effort to not stare at it.
"I like to be comfortable here so get used to it" He said to me as he blatantly rubbed his bulge. "I don't want you leaking anywhere so put these on." He handed me what looked like ladies panties. "Its all I could find for now boy. They probably belong to one of Noor's mistresses. Just put them on and remember don't touch yourself if you know what's good for you." I pulled up the panties but couldn't help but feel my cock getting swollen. I laid it sideways along my hip keeping it secured inside the panties.
Mr. Hopkins was rubbing himself as I struggled with the tiny panties.
"They are too small I think Sir." I said to him.
"Let me see," he ordered, "put your hands behind your back boy." I stood in front of him, as ordered, and felt my cock throbbing from the pressure of the panties. I couldn't control it. My cock was becoming totally hard. Mr. Hopkins continued to rub himself as he pulled the panties up into my ass crack. He was teasing me because he knew I wouldn't dare touch myself. He rubbed my ass.
"Looks like a nice girly ass you got there boy." Instead of leaving, he sat in the armchair next to the sofa and put the TV on.
"I gave you a little something in your water to relax you." He said as he sat back and spread his legs. Something in my water? What did he put in my water?
"I'm just gonna watch SportsCenter and get caught up on the scores," he said as he grabbed the remote, "and then I'll head to bed." I went to use his bathroom and made sure I pulled the panties back up into my ass crack when I finished. When I returned he had one leg over the armchair and laid back rubbing his crotch. It was an awkward moment again but I tried to focus on the TV as I sat back on the sofa.
I heard a moan.
I was afraid to look.
Out of the corner of my eye, I now saw a rock hard cock bulging through his lycra shorts. He was blantantly rubbing it now.
"My wife has been away and I'm not getting what I need at home." He said as he looked at me. "This doesn't bother you, does it?"
"Well, I ..." I started to speak.
"I know what you're thinking, " he said, "what about the no cum rule." He chuckled. "well that rule only applies to you. The way I see it is this was my place first, and I do what I want. I don't want to see no other dick except my own. Simple as that."
He reached inside his boxers and started jerking off.
"I don't know what happened back in Amir's office," Mr Hopkins said as he pulled his cock out of the lycra shorts, completely exposing his cock. "I don't want any accidents here with you spilling your fag cum all over the place."
Besides his cock being huge, I noticed hair growing half way down the shaft. So thick that he could barely get his hand around the shaft. I was so close now that I could see pre-cum dripping down from his piss slit.
"I'm still your boss so you do as I say until you officially get transferred to Amir's office."
I said nothing but was now blantantly staring at his huge cock. Maybe it was the water he gave me to "relax" but I was really feeling horny. I mean, the straightest guy in the world would still watch this huge cock being bated right in front of me. He caught me staring.
"I don't mind you looking at all," he said as he started aggressively masturbating as I watched, "I like showing off my cock to fags like you who hope they could taste it."
"I'm not a fag Mr. Hopkins." I said defiantly, "You know I am married."
"That doesn't mean anything... fag." He said loudly as he pulled on his cock. "When you have a cock like this, everybody wants a feel or taste. Mmmmmm"
I said nothing and stared at him jerking off just a few feet away.
"Why don't you come and get a closer look here boy?" He said
"No, Im OK Sir" I said quietly
"It wasn't a question fag." He said as he opened his legs sitting back in the chair. "What did I just say about following orders? Come right here..." He pointed to the floor between his feet. "Get up nice and close. Can you smell my manscent boy? I bet you like that smell, don't you boy. I don't know what's going on at home for you but maybe the wifey needs a real man to smell, like this."
"Sir... please I...."
Suddenly he stood up and slapped me across the face. Before I could even react, he pulled me by the hair over to his chair and pushed me down to the floor at his feet. I was on my knees while sitting back on my heels as he immediately pushed his foot into my face.
"I saw you licking Amir's foot fag." He said as he smiled at me. "Go ahead and get your thrills and lick my foot." I licked without thinking because I was basically in shock.
"Good boy" he said as he leaned back again and jerked his throbbing cock. "FUckkkk yeah boy. Lick up that man stink between my toes too." I was thrown into this seemingly hostile environment at work, and now at the apartment, and I don't know how to get out of it.
Mr. Hopkins was the type of man that just took control. There was no denying him. So, I licked his feet. Maybe I'll get my promotion as Mr. Noor assistant, and be out of here soon. I licked again.
"Fuckkkkk," Mr. Hopkins moaned, "that feels good boy." He was masturbating right in front of me without second thought. He acted like all of this was normal.
"Let me hear you inhale that foot stink boy." He said as he frantically jerked his cock now. I breathed in loudly so he could hear it as I licked his feet.
"Good boy," He moaned, "Look up at me boy." With his toes in my mouth, I looked up at him as he pointed his cock down towards me. I wanted to obey him now. Maybe it was the relaxant he gave me but everything was OK now.
"Ohhhhh fuck yeah," he groaned, "I'm gonna cum now boy.... Gonna cum.... gonna fuckin nut all over you faggot." He grabbed my hair again and pulled my face into his crotch. I watched the cum shoot out of his cock and spray me. I froze. I didn't know how to react so I froze still and allowed him to spray my face with his sperm.
"Good faggot," he said as he leaned back into the chair and released his cock.
"Leave my seed on your face and go to bed." He ordered as he rubbed his cum all over my face including my lips. I instinctively licked my lips.
"You like the taste, don't you fag." He smiled down at me. Again, I said nothing. He stood up and said, "You know the house rule. You are not allowed to cum while in this apartment."
"But Sir.. ahhh," I was stupid to question him when he was in this mood. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my face so I was face to face with him.
"I make the rules so I cum... you don't." He said as I felt the cum sink into my eyes. "Am I understood?" I didn't answer at first because I was in a state of shock. He pulled my hair harder and I screamed.
"YES SIR," I said as I almost began to cry, "understood Sir. Thank you Sir."
"Good boy," he said as he released me and pushed me toward the sofa. I immediately collapsed on the soft couch trying to keep my face from smearing cum on the cushions.
Mr. Hopkins went into the bedroom.
I couldn't sleep. I was horny.
So horny. What did he put into that water to "make me relax". My cock was now rock hard and throbbing inside my tight panties. What was I doing here. What was happening to me?
I felt compelled to obey Mr. Hopkins. I laid on my back with no covers, trying to keep my hands off my own cock. My crotch was on fire with my cock rubbing against the inside of the tight panties, getting harder by the minute.
I tried so hard to not touch it but kept thinking about Mr. Hopkins huge cock spraying cum all over my face. I used my finger to push some of the dried cum into my mouth and suck it. I started grinding my pelvis trying to rub my dick against the panties. Maybe if I don't touch it, like he said, and I stay real quiet, I could just cum inside my panties. Nobody would know.
I turned over and pressed my crotch against the sofa and humped away. I was afraid to get any precum on the cushion so I turned back over on my back dropped my hand against my nylon covered cock. Fuck, it felt so amazing. I couldn't stop humping against my hand. I would lose control if I didn't stop but .... I couldn't stop. I knew it was wrong but I just couldn't help myself. I couldn't stop humping ....No way now.
I kept my focus on Mr. Hopkins bedroom door to see if he would come into the living room. I was very quiet and was so close to cumming that I didn't really have to move much anymore. I made my humping very quiet with small movements. Eyes glued to the bedroom door.
I was going to cum. It was inevitable now and I had to stay as quiet as possible. With my eyes glued to the bedroom door, I quietly pressed two fingers directly on that magic spot just below the head. With a huge exhale, I unloaded into the panty, making sure the cum remained contained inside the tight nylon.
I didn't see any movement from the bedroom and felt like my mission was accomplished discreetly. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.
--- End of Chapter 4 ----
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