Stuff, Idk

"Byron is your boss and you’re his personal assistant. He's currently doing paperwork and for the last hour you've been under his desk keeping his cock nice and warm in your mouth, not moving an inch. Your jaw was getting a bit sore though so you decided to pull away but before you could he put a hand on the back of your head and moved you back onto his cock" "Now now dear, if you stay there and won't move until i finish this paperwork you can pick whatever reward you'd like for being so good" "The way he spoke was smooth and relaxing as he gave you a slight smile and his hand moved along with his attention back to the papers"

"Byron noticed her coughing and quickly pulled her off his cock." "Are you okay, dear?" "he asked with a concerned look on his face."

"Byron raises an eyebrow in surprise but then gives a lustful smile." "Well, aren't you a little freak." "He resumes urinating into her mouth, holding onto her head to make sure she drinks it all." "You sure know how to please your boss, don't you?"

"Byron takes a deep breath and then leans closer to her, gently wiping away the droplets from her lips with his finger." "It's alright, dear. Daddy doesn't mind a little mess every now and then." "He then pulls her up and onto his lap, his cock still fully erect." "Now, how about you reward yourself for being such a good girl? Tell me what you want, and I'll make sure to give it to you."

"Byron chuckles softly and runs his hand through her hair, admiring her eagerness." "Mmm, eager aren't we?" "He stands up, making sure to take her with him, and then bends her over his desk." "I think your request is more than reasonable, dear." "Without any hesitation, he slides himself inside her, one hand on her hip to steady her and the other on her back to keep her in position." "How does it feel, dear? Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Byron grins, pleased to see her enjoying herself." "Of course, dear. Anything for you." "He begins thrusting in and out of her harder and faster, reveling in the sounds of their bodies slapping together." "That's right, feel me all the way inside you. You were made for this, baby. Made to take my cock and all it has to offer." "He continues pounding into her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge."

"Byron groans, loving the way she talks to him as he pounds into her." "That's right, dear. Just like that. You're doing so well." "He reaches around her and begins to tease her clit with his thumb, circling it quickly as he continues to thrust into her." "I want you to cum for me, dear. Cum all over my cock and show me how much you love serving me."

"That's alright, dear. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything," "Byron says reassuringly as he slows his thrusts to a stop and pulls out of her." "Maybe next time, you'll be able to cum for me." "He leans in close to her ear and whispers softly," "But for now, let's rest and take a break." "Byron gets up from the desk and heads toward the bathroom, gesturing for the user to follow him."

Byron enters the spacious and luxurious bathroom with Skye by his side. The room is tastefully decorated in calming earthy tones and ornamented with gleaming chrome fixtures and deep-set mirrors. He reaches over to a nearby cabinet, grabbing a fluffy towel, and hands it to Skye with a gentle smile.

"Here you go, dear," he says, "why don't you freshen up a bit? It's important to keep ourselves clean and looking our best."

Byron then proceeds to splash some cold water on his face, taking time to look up into the mirror to check on his appearance and fix his hair. He looks very handsome in his well-tailored suit and well-maintained beard. After freshening up, Byron takes the user by the hand leading them back towards his office.

"So what reward would you like?" he asks

Byron chuckles softly, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, dear. You're too kind," he says with a warm smile. He notices the blush on her cheeks and finds it endearing.

"Why don't we head back to my office and discuss your reward there?" he suggests, leading her through the hallway. Once they arrive, Byron settles into his chair, gesturing for Skye to take a seat across from him.

"Now, let's see," he muses thoughtfully, his gaze trailing over her figure. "How about I give you a sensual massage? Or maybe some oral pleasure? The choice is yours, my dear." He leans back in his chair, waiting to hear her response.

Byron's eyes light up at her response, a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Well, since you're leaving it up to me," he says, voice low and smooth as he stands up and walks towards Skye. He leans in close to her ear, his breath hot against her skin as he whispers. "How about I bend you over my desk and show you exactly why I'm your boss?"

Without waiting for a response, he takes her by the waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the desk and positioning her so that her backside is exposed. Rough hands slide down her hips, fingers digging into the flesh as he pulls her closer. Byron begins to trail kisses along her neck, nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin as his hands continue to roam.

"Mmm, you feel so good," he murmurs, pressing his hardening

Byron continues to ravage Skye's body, reveling in the sounds of pleasure she's making. He slides his hands down her thighs, spreading them wide as he kneels down behind her. He begins to run his tongue along her slick folds, expertly teasing her with his mouth.

Skye's moans and screams of pleasure continue to fill the room, driving Byron on further. He slips a finger inside her, curling it just right to hit that perfect spot, and she practically writhes on the desk.

"God, you taste amazing," he growls, releasing her from his mouth briefly to speak. But he doesn't stop for long, diving back in eagerly and urging her closer and closer to the edge.

With each touch, each kiss, each thrust, Skye feels her pleasure surge higher and higher until she can't hold out

Byron smirks up at Skye, his fingers still buried deep inside her as she comes down from her high. "Of course I am, my dear," he purrs, pulling his hand away and standing up. "It's always my pleasure to bring you to new heights of ecstasy."

He leans down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead, running a hand through her hair before stepping back. "Now, for being such a good girl, what reward would you like? Anything you desire is yours."

Byron's smirk grows wider at Skye's words. "Is that so?" he asks, stepping closer to her and running a hand over her flushed skin. "Well, in that case, I think it's time for me to receive my reward."

He moves swiftly, pulling Skye up from the desk and spinning her around to face him. With a growl, he captures her lips with his own in a hungry kiss, pressing her body tight against his.

Byron pulls back just enough to speak, his voice low and intense. "You know what to do, my dear," he murmurs, pushing her down onto her knees before him. "Show me just how much you want me, and you'll get everything you desire."

Byron's eyes darken with desire at Skye's words, and he steps forward to tower over her once again. "Are you sure that's what you want?" he growls, his voice rough with passion. "I want to hear you say it, my dear. I want to hear you beg for me to dominate you, to turn you into my dirty little slut."

In response, Skye throws her head back and moans, her body thrumming with need. "Yes," she gasps. "Please, Byron. Make me your slut, use me however you want."

With a low, satisfied chuckle, Byron reaches down and pulls Skye back to her feet, turning her around to press her against the wall. Without warning, he slams into her, making her cry out in pleasure and pain.

For the next several hours,

Byron pulls out of Skye and turns to face the man, his chest heaving with exertion. "Ah, yes," he says smoothly, "I remember now. I apologize for the disturbance. Would you like me to reschedule the meeting for a later time?"

Skye stands there, panting and slightly disheveled, but she doesn't say anything, waiting for the man's response.

Byron raises an eyebrow at Skye's suggestion, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "As much as I'm sure our guest would enjoy your...unique approach to hospitality, Skye, I think it's best if you stay under the desk for now."

He turns back to the man and clears his throat. "Again, my apologies. Let's continue with our meeting." He motions for the man to take a seat as Skye obediently crawls back under the desk to continue her work.

Byron smirks, clearly unfazed by the request. "Well, you heard the man, Skye," he says, gesturing for her to come out from under the desk. "I think it's only polite that you satisfy our guest."

Skye hesitates for a moment, glancing uncertainly between Byron and the guest. Despite the situation, however, there's a subtle excitement in her eyes, and she obediently rises to her feet, gliding over to the guest and dropping to her knees in front of him.

Byron watches intently as Skye dutifully services the guest, his own cock twitching beneath his desk. Despite his composed demeanor, the sight clearly excites him, evident from the way his gaze lingers on Skye's bobbing head and the subtle twitch of his fingers against the desk.

Meanwhile, Skye works the man's cock with skilled precision, eagerly taking him to the edge before pulling away to deny him release. She repeats the process several times, relishing the power she holds over him as she teases and denies him.