There is a bit of poetic license in here but it is based upon a true story. A bit of positioning is required as that is what made it such a memorable event so the action doesn't start straight away............
Vicky was an ambitious 22 year-old working for one of the major high street banks. She had worked her way through the grades and reached a supervisory level, was recognised as a future leader on the banks management development scheme, was very well thought of and worklife was generally good. She was tall, blonde and attractive and was engaged to her boyfriend of a few years and due to get married in a few short months.
A temporary manager was in place who was quite young and dynamic and did not suffer fools or mistakes gladly as he was clearly headed for great things in the bank. He was feared by the staff as he wouldn't allow anything to take place that would look bad on him. He would constantly be walking around the bank, picking up on anything that wasn't 100% from staff uniforms to leaflets not being refreshed in the stands.
One Friday morning Vicky was called into see Mr Kypta which was unusual and she was a bit apprehensive. "Morning Mr Kypta" she said with a smile. "Sit down" he said looking angry. He explained to her that she had made a horrendous mistake, the detail of which is unimportant but involved confidential client data being shared - a cardinal sin particularly because it was of a friend of the area manager. He was red faced with rage. Vicky couldn't apologise enough but could feel her career slipping away - there was no chance that he wouldn't hang her out to dry to save himself.
After a lot of shouting and recriminations he eventually said, "you do know this could be serious trouble and do damage to your career don't you?". "Of course" she said holding back the tears, knowing she's screwed up. He then said, "I've never done this before but I see something I like in you so I'm going to give you a one time offer. You volunteer for some extra training on Saturday and I will show you the behaviour and approach needed and, if I think you've done well enough, we will say no more. What do you think?". Vicky couldn't believe her luck, an ambitious feared manager was putting himself out to help her, she really must be doing well. "That would be great Mr Kypta, thank you, of course I'm free tomorrow, what time?". "Midday" he said, but there are two rules you have to agree to. One, not a word to anyone, I don't want people to think I'm going soft. Ok?". "Absolutely", she said. "Two, obviously you need to be in your bank uniform, which you are very good at sticking to, unlike a number of others here, but make sure you are wearing some hot lingerie underneath". She was shocked and the realisation hit her what she might have to do to keep her career alive. Many emotions went through her in those few seconds but all she managed was a, "yes, Mr Kypta". "Don't forget rule 1 and that includes your boyfriend" he said as she went out.
She was in turmoil all afternoon and kept wondering if she'd heard correctly but in her heart of hearts she knew she had. Should she go to HR, should she tell Paul or should she just go with the flow and deal with what he wanted. She knew she wouldn't win with HR as he was too well thought of and Paul would go mad but it would be her career that suffered.
She got home that night and casually said, "I've got to work tomorrow, sorry" and Paul replied, "that bloody manager of yours abusing you again? Actually I am planning on being out all day golf, then football then a few beers with the guys so that fits in well. If you don't mind I might stay over at Phil's to save a late taxi".
That night she was still unclear how she would handle things but allowed herself to think a bit differently. She like dominant men and Mr Kypta was definitely that. She liked gym fit guys and he was that too. Lastly she liked black guys and Mr Kypta was from a Jamaican family and also passed that test.
Saturday morning came and Paul was up and out very early. She decided to take her time getting ready - a long bath, nails & hair done, a full shave down below and lots of consideration to her uniform and required lingerie. She eventually decided to wear lingerie she had brought for her upcoming wedding - sheer white bra that emphasised her ample cleavage, a white thong with matching stockings and suspenders. She wondered whether it was really right to wear these before the wedding but she felt (and looked) great in them. As midday approached she was getting apprehensive but excited and set off to work a short drive away.
She arrived, went through the normal bank entry procedures and found him already sitting at his desk in his office. She felt a bit uncomfortable in her tight fitting uniform skirt that the lump of the straps of her suspenders may be showing through. He looked quite hot in his suit trousers and a tight open necked shirt that showed the gym work he did off well with his muscles bulging. She was unsure what to expect but he just smiled and said, "sit down".
For the next 30 minutes he proceeded to explain bank rules on data security and confidentiality and she got to the stage where she genuinely thought she must have misheard his throw away line yesterday. She relaxed totally and thought how stupid she'd been getting nervous. He came to the end of the training and said, "I think we're doing well here and we're on course to finish stage 1 - let me get us a drink before we start stage 2". As he walked out the room, he added nonchalantly "lose the uniform before I come back".
She again wondered if she'd heard correctly but this time knew she had. This was payback for his forgiveness - she was going to have to let him take what he wants and in all her wedding lingerie too. More worryingly she started to get turned on at the thought. She slowly took off her blouse and skirt and stood there feeling exposed but was really turned on at the thought of what he might do.
From outside of the door she heard, "turn and face the window" and she obeyed immediately. "Very nice - everything I could have imagined" he continued. "I always thought you'd be hot stuff. Love the lingerie and I hope by the end of the day and night you will recognise the error of your ways. I hope you are VERY appreciative of the leniency with which I have dealt with you." As he said that she felt a blindfold slide over her eyes and tied loosely behind her head. She was gently led to the couch in his office and lay down front first. She could feel the bare skin on his arms and realised he'd taken off at least his shirt. As she was laid down her senses were so heightened having been blindfolded, she could smell his manly aroma, she could hear his breathing and his touch felt electric.
He straddled over her obviously holding his weight just above her bare, except a skimpy thong, arse and she could now tell he had totally undressed. He started gently massaging her back, stroking her hair as his cock hardened against her skin - he was throbbing against her arse and she was so turned on she knew she would do anything he told her too. Her thong was removed and her bra strap undone, then removed too leaving her in stockings, suspenders and high heels. She was lifted into sitting position making her realise how strong he is as it took no effort at all. "I'm going to let you suck my cock now", he said. "Ok" she muttered in reply. More sternly he said, "don't you mean thank you Mr Kypta".
Thank you Mr Kypta", she said surprising herself how easily she slipped into this submissive role. She was more turned on than she had ever been and she wanted him. Slowly she reached out with her hand and groped to find his cock which did not take long, it was in front of her face in all its magnificent glory. She wished she could see it but could just feel the throbbing erection in front of her. She leaned forward and gently ran her tongue around the swollen head of his cock before taking it into her mouth. He tasted magnificent and his cock was by far the biggest she had ever felt. She wanted to please him, wanted him to be so turned on that he'd come back for more so she was taking him as deep into her throat as she could. He started breathing heavily and said, "you are doing well, I always thought you'd be a horny bitch. You want my cock don't you, you want me to take you, fuck you hard don't you?". "Oh yes please Mr Kypta" she said. With this he withdrew from her mouth and picked her up and led her across the room and bent her over his desk. She heard some scrabbling about and then felt ties being slipped over her wrists and then her ankles and secured to the desk. So there she was, naked except for stockings, suspenders and heels, bent over a desk secured by the wrists and ankles. She was totally at his mercy......
She was expecting his beautiful cock to ease into her from behind and as big as he was she knew she was wet enough to take every inch. She was slowly moaning to try and encourage him to satisfy her. She heard some rustling and assumed he was putting on a condom which was slightly disappointing as she wanted skin on skin but she understood. She was full of expectation......
Whack - the noise and pleasurable pain of a riding crop landing in the middle of her right bum cheek stopped the fantasy and thrust her straight back into reality. In a stern voice he said, "what must you never do?", "I don't know", she stammered. Whack - in the middle of the left cheek. He said, "You" whack, "must", whack, "not" whack "disobey", whack, "confidentiality", whack, "rules", whack.
If she thought she couldn't get more turned on before she was wrong because she was now. He pitched the riding crop action perfectly, the pleasure and the pain. She quickly said, "mr Kypta, I won't disobey confidentiality rules but please fuck me - I want you more than I've ever wanted anything". Whack, "trust me that will happen but much later. If you want to correct your mistakes I hope you aren't expecting to be home very early if at all tonight. I have to make sure you'll never misbehave again and I want to be appreciated". He was interrupted by a phone ringing out in the main office. "That'll be Paul", she said. He moved round the other side of his desk and she heard him pressing buttons on his phone as he obviously picked up the call from his phone. "Kypta" he barked into the speakerphone. "Hello Mr Kypta, it's Paul, Vicky's other half, I'm sorry to disturb work but could I have a quick word with her?". Kypta responded, "she's a bit tied up at the moment but I'll see if she can talk to you".
"I'll just transfer you Paul", he said and put the line on mute. "Do you want to speak to him?", he said, "yes" she responded, "otherwise he will keep calling". So bent over the desk, naked, aching for her dominant black lover to fuck her she spoke to her fiancé. "Hi, how's your day?" She said. "Great - better than yours" he said. " I bet you hate that bastard more now". As Paul said this she could feel the riding crop test against her tingling arse cheeks. "I've finished golf and we're now out for the duration - I'm definitely staying at Phil's so I'll see you sometime tomorrow. Don't let that bastard take advantage of your good nature. He'll just abuse you for his own ends - work, work, work that's all he is." As he was speaking the pressure increased on the crop and he was gently tapping. She went to speak and she felt his rock hard cock slide into her. She gasped, "what's wrong?" Paul said. "Just spilt my coffee - got to go. Enjoy yourself" she managed to say. They exchanged goodbyes and then heard the speakerphone being ended. He thrust into her hard and she screamed in pleasure then he withdrew. "Please Mr Kypta don't stop - I need you to fuck me" she begged. He replied, "bastard am I? I'll show you whether I am work, work & more fucking work. I now know I've got you all night and you need to realise my tensions are only ever released when both me and my partner have cum multiple times. I hope you are ready, willing and able to keep your side of the bargain". She soon realise how far she had moved in the last few hours because this was what she wanted to hear. She was about to reply when he thrust back into her and she could only gasp in pleasure. He started pumping in and out and his body was slamming against her. This was as good as it gets. He clearly needed a release and so do she. She screamed as the orgasm hit her and she maintained the height of ecstasy until she heard him start taking short breaths and then she came again and again as she felt the hot spunk flood into her body. If she wasn't sure before she was now that there was no condom but it just felt right. He slowed and then withdrew before ironically saying "don't go anywhere will you / I'm going to clean up"
She felt his cum running out of her and down her thighs onto the suspender belt and stockings she'd be wearing for her wedding in few short months. She was totally exhilarated, the best sex ever, if this was some kind of punishment she'd love to see what a reward was. She knew she wanted this night to last forever and she had a real desire to make him want her as much as she wanted him. She heard him re-enter the room and he had obviously brought with him some wipes and he tenderly cleaned her up. He also rubbed some cream into her stinging cheeks showing there was another side to him. "Have you had enough correction now?", he said, "yes", she quickly replied, "but not enough of you." "Good", he said and then started untying her wrists and ankles. He gently helped her stand up and removed her blindfold. He looked better than she remembered and she just wanted him so she sank straight down to her knees and started gently sucking his cock which immediately started to spring into life. "Guess what I'd like to do next" he said. "Anything you want you can have" she replied and then regretted as he said "I would like you to call that boyfriend of yours whilst we are here together and talk to him whilst I am slowly fucking you. I want this to be our little secret before we go back to your flat and have some fun in your bed".
Vicky slowly dialled the number trying desperately to think of what she was going to say. She wanted this to be right. She definitely owed Mr Kypta and, in fact, just wanted not to blow this opportunity for him to get turned on. He clearly loved the idea of fucking her when Paul was on the phone and who was she not to keep her side of the bargain.
"Hello", said Paul obviously in a noisy pub. As she greeted him she lay back on the desk and opened her legs. "Hi Paul, just thought I'd check in with you. I've really had my fill today and wanted to hear your voice whilst I finish something important". As she said this Kypta leant into her and started licking her very responsive clit. She opened wider and let out a soft moan. "I'm sorry to hear it's a bad day", said Paul, "bet Kypta is a real wanker to be around all day". Kypta grinned and his lips left her clit and he pulled her more towards the edge of the desk. He stood up and she saw his magnificent black weapon fully erect just waiting to enter her. As he thrust hard she let out a groan, "are you ok?", he said. "Yes, just caught myself on something on the desk. He's not really a wanker, he's just hard and difficult to take". As she said he was hard she put her hand down and felt his length and smiled at him. "Actually, I may need to go soon, if I hear him coming. Are you definitely staying out tonight?" As she said this Kypta started thrusting into her harder and harder so she leant over, put the phone on mute and let out a scream of ecstasy, he said "I'm going to fill you with my cum again as you talk to your boyfriend and it's a shame he couldn't see how much you are enjoying it.". She vaguely heard Paul say, "yeah, it's really not worth coming home, we'll be really late........" He was now droning on and she was nearing a 3rd explosion of her own when Kypta withdrew and pulled her head down to his throbbing cock and he fired his cum all over her face and chin as she took him into her mouth to swallow the last part of his load.
"Vicky....Vick.....are you still there?" She heard him say. She quickly swallowed, stood up, took the phone off mute and said "sorry, I think he's coming, see you tomorrow".
She smiled, so did Kypta and said, "very good". She wondered with real expectation what next.
She bent down and cleaned him tenderly with her mouth, loving the taste of him and being surprised by the stirring he seemed to have whilst she was doing it. This man is a machine she thought with a sly smile.
He said, "We now get to try out the staff shower", he said and led her by the hand towards the corridor. "Two more things left in your retraining", he continued as they walked, "one, I want to give you a screaming orgasm in your own bedroom, what will become your marital bed, so everytime you are in there you think of this not the partner you are actually with. I want you to know when you and Paul are in there tomorrow night that the sheets smell of us, which by now we know is pretty explosive. The second I'll keep up my sleeve for now. Then you will have completed your retraining - will you want a certificate?" He smiled. "Of course, if you want to volunteer for extra lessons, I take my role as your leader seriously and will be more than happy to oblige although like you, I'm attached and it'll just be a non committal occasional correction".
This was all too much for her, she felt tired but exhilarated. Confused in her feelings but certain that she wanted as much as she could get she walked into the shower room with him. As she removed her stockings and suspenders she realised that next time she will wear them will be her wedding day. She wondered whether they'd see as much action that day but severely doubted it.
They showered together and she loved soaping and rubbing his long, thick cock which didn't disappoint in its readiness to spring to life. She loved this about him, a true bull, ready for action at anytime. In turn, he spent ages soaping her magnificent breasts using the soap to lubricate his hands cupping her and circling her nipples. He bent and sucked hard on her nipples with the perfect strength. His tongue circled and flicked across the hardening centre. She could feel excitement building again, she wasn't sure she could take much more of this. Correction, she was damn sure she wanted more, bordering on desperation for it He swapped over to the other side, the water still cascading over them, his cock rock hard, awakened by his desire and her excitement. He bent down further, and she had to lean against the wall as he plunged his tongue into her and then started teasing her clit. He thrust, he gently licked, he sucked, he circled until she felt things building inside her to an extent that she couldn't control. She'd lost count of the number of times she'd cum today but this was a crescendo. She came and came, screaming in ecstasy whilst he kept licking away. She finished and felt exhausted.
He led her out of the shower and said, "glad we are both refreshed now, a quick bite to eat and then off to yours". She smiled, not sure that she had the energy to talk. They dried off and she had to go back to his office to retrieve her uniform. She left off her lingerie and her hard nipples were poking through the blouse. They agreed where to meet for something to eat, locked up the branch and left. As she drove there, her mind wandered to what the 2nd outstanding item would be, thinking if they hadn't already hit the heights what could it possibly be..........
Anyway back to the present, they had a nice sociable time over a meal then it was back to Vicky's house. She felt very nervous getting Kypta into the house without causing a storm with the neighbours and also concerned that Paul may turn up home. She arranged that she would turn up first and he would follow about 10 minutes later. She arrived home, pulled onto the drive and her worst fears were founded - the neighbours were out in the front garden. She had some quick thinking to do and asked them whether she had missed anyone coming to the door as she was expecting someone who was going to give her a quote to redo the bathroom. They said she hadn't missed anyone and she went inside, her heart beating with excitement and nerves.
She went and got changed into another set of kinky lingerie. This time she chose a black see through bra with thong, stockings and suspenders. She threw a loose dress over the top to allow her to answer the door. Sure enough, the bell went and she went to the front door and made a big deal of saying hi and shaking Kyptas hand as though she was meeting him for the first time. She still felt very obvious to her neighbours but at least she'd got him through the door. She wondered how to move this forward but she needn't have worried, as soon as the front door was closed, he pounced on her, his hands pulling her towards him as he lifted her loose dress over her head. He saw the lingerie and said, "very nice, I'm going to enjoy fucking you wearing that, did that boyfriend of yours buy you that?". His hands continued to roam all over her body and he kissed her passionately. "Yes", she replied breathlessly. "Good, I like the fact he is paying for the sexy clothes that you wear for me. ". With that he led her towards the stairs and up towards the landing, "which one is yours?", he said pointing at the bedroom doors and she pointed at the master bedroom and he opened the door and walked in with her in tow. He undressed quickly, his ever-ready hard cock springing into life again and after removing the quilt lay on the bed. "Remember this picture whenever you are in this room", he said while cupping his balls to emphasise his magnificent cock. She couldn't resist and sank her mouth onto him knowing that she could never be in this room again without thinking of this experience.
She licked down the length of his long cock, going down to his swollen, shaved balls circling at the bottom of his balls which got him crying out in ecstasy. She continued whilst climbing above him into the 69 position and he duly obliged by entering her gently with his tongue. She kept having to stop because the action his was giving her was so intense. He eventually gently lifted her off and entered her from behind, his cock pulsing inside her. All the time he was getting her to tell him how much she enjoyed fucking him rather than Paul, how she preferred his body, his cock, his kisses and how she wanted him to fill her with his hot cum.
After thrusting really deep doggy style, she climbed on top of him and worked his cock. They were both covered in sweat and gasping and she had orgasm'd multiple times and then she felt his cock start to twitch and his breathing get shorter and then with a really loud cry started pumping into her. They both collapsed onto the bed, his cum running onto the sheets.
She couldn't believe what the day had brought, she had transformed from a faithful fiancé into a totally obsessed sex object and wanted more and more. "Are you ready for the final correction?", he said. "Yes", she said a little too eagerly. "My best mate is in town and staying at my house. He and I will complete the training together", he finished. She smiled .......
He told her to get herself changed, cleaned up, rested and he would return by 10pm when he would complete her training. She wasn't sure how she was going to cope but had a feeling she would! She decided that this time she was going to appeal to Mr Kypta and his friends wild side. She got out the pvc look dress that Paul and her had picked out for those private moments in the bedroom. There was no wearing underwear under it - it clung to her skin and the shape of her hard nipples were visible. The dress came to high up her thigh and had cut outs all up the side. She finished off her outfit with a masquerade mask and some black high heels.
By 10pm her excitement had built and she was thinking how she was looking forward to her first experience with 2 guys when, right on cue, the bell went. She wandered up to the front door making sure her nipples were poking out, tightened her mask, flung open the door and said, "what kept you?". As he came through the front door, Paul said," I didn't know you were expecting me, how did you know I was coming home?". She was lost for words and was about to come up with an excuse when another car drew up on the drive and Mr Kypta and his friend got out
Kypta and his mate came marching up the drive towards the door. "What the f.....", Paul began to say as he saw these two guys walking purposely towards them. "Hey Vicky I'm here to complete the lesson with my friend, Vicky meet Chem and Chem meet Vicky who will be delighted to meet your every need! Oh, I see we have an audience for the next round. Can't remember his name but Vicky's other half is going to witness things he never thought possible."
Paul started to object, "what are you doing kypta? This is outrageous", he slurred. "Mr Kypta to you", came the reply. Then Vicky added, "Paul, I will explain later but we both know that you have been trying to persuade me to do something like this for years. The opportunity has just presented itself and I think I'll be taking you up on the offer on a very regular basis from now on! Go upstairs, give us some space and come down if you want once you've got your head round the way it is going to be!!"
Vicky looked Chem up and down and was instantly fascinated. He was a giant of a man but with really well defined muscles. He must have been 6'4", with huge hands, strong thighs, a great bum and really handsome facial features with perfect teeth. Mr Kypta saw her looking and smiled, "like what you see then?" She was a bit embarrassed when her response was just a gasp and an "oh yes". "Don't disappoint me here Vicky, Chem has been good enough to spare his time and enviable skills to make sure your correction is complete. Nice outfit by the way." At that time she heard Paul come down the stairs, he looked a bit like a rabbit in headlights. "Are you going to behave and just sit there for me?" She said. "Yes" he relied sheepishly.
"Fuck that", said Kypta. " you are going to do exactly what we say here if you want to watch the action. Look me in the eye and tell me you'll do exactly what we say". "Look here, this is our house ..." he started until he caught the look from the other 3. "Ok" he said embarrassed at succumbing so easily. "Look here mate, listen will you. Look me in the eye and tell me that you are so desperate to see your fiancé having the wildest and best sex of her life that you will do exactly what we say. You need to get it right this time or the offer is withdrawn. Vicky, tell him you are in total agreement with this approach so we all know where we stand". "Just do it Paul. You've wanted this for a long time and I have had a taste of proper, fulfilling, rampant and horny sex and I want more whether you are here or not". Both Paul and Vicky herself were surprised at the vehemence with which she said it.
"Mr Kypta, please could I stay and watch you and your friend have sex with Vicky. I will follow any instructions you like". Kypta and Chem both chuckled knowingly, "good boy, now strip naked and go and fetch a chair from the kitchen and take it in the lounge. I will be annoyed if you question any of my requests so just do it". Paul just did what he was told, stripped naked and went off to get a chair.
Kypta nodded at Chem who opened the bag and took out a blindfold and some restraints.
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