You Work For Me

Beg

Once we got to Michael's place he opened the door letting me in with my luggage. "Wow. This is a very nice place." He simply nodded as I looked around at the paintings. Soon as I turned to face him, he pulled me into his arm and kissed me hungrily. I let him for a little while and then pushed him away from me. "Please stop Mr. Jackson." He stared at me for a moment. "I'm Michael in my home." I looked at him quite shocked, but relieved I could stop calling him Mr. Jackson. "Where's the bathroom? I'd like to shower if you don't mind." He took my luggage from me as he started walking up the stairs. "I'll show you to your room first." He made his way down the long hall upstairs with me following as he stopped at the last room. "Here you are." He opened the door revealing a big beautiful queen like sleeping area. "Everything you'll need will be in here. Clothes, shoes, and other special things. Dinner is at 8 so try to be ready then." I watched as he sat my luggage down and stood with his hands in his pockets. "Ummm... Well I'm not that hu-" He interrupted me. "I wasn't offering you dinner. I was telling you to come downstairs and have dinner. And no is not acceptable." I looked down at my hands. "Can you just show me to the bathroom?" He turned from me walking out as he showed me to the bathroom and left me to freshen up. I hopped in the shower as I begin to lather my body up with suds. I soon got out, dried off, and I wrapped myself in a towel. I realized I left my clothes in the room as I took a deep breath. I walked out the bathroom into the now dark room. As I began to search through my bag I heard a soft voice that slightly frightened me. "Is everything alright?" Michael had made his way into the room as he stood closely behind me. He was in nothing but his boxers and a t-shirt. "Umm well I was grabbing my clothes that I lef-" He interrupted me by grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. "You're so beautiful." I looked up into his deep seductive brown eyes. I opened my mouth but no words seemed to depart from it. "I apologize for treating you rudely at work. I do it to protect myself. Truthfully. But now we're here in my house together. I thought maybe I could show you how much I truly appreciate your service at the firm." Before I could respond his lips softly pressed against mine. Not thinking I simply kissed back. The feeling was amazing. His lips gently brushed against mine as his hands reached up cupping my face. I began to enjoy the taste of his lips as he then stopped laughing. "What's funny Michael?" He just kept laughing. "You know I'm trying to pretend like the romantic type but I just can't." He turned me away from him as he pushed me onto the bed. "But Michael I thoug-" He gripped my hair wrapping it around his hand pulling me up onto my elbows. "You thought wrong. Now behave. No fighting." I screeched at his tight grip on my hair. "Are you serious? Don't fight?" I fidgeted trying to loosen his grip on my hair. He pulled off my towel and pushed me all the way on the bed. "Get on all fours on this bed now." I shook my head no as he thrashed my ass. "Now! I'm not joking Alena. Be a good girl and behave and you'll enjoy it!" I did as I was told as he caressed my breast, stomach, waist, and finally my ass. "I want you to know that now, this body is mine. Is that understood?" I whined as he hit my bottom once more. "Is that understood?!" I nodded as he pulled his hardened cock out his boxers penetrating my pussy with it. "Take this like a big girl ok?" Before I could nod or speak he slid his big thick cock inside my tight pussy lips from the back. I gasped in pleasure. "Good girl." He began to pump in and out of me. I was so overtaken by his size and how good he felt in me that I couldn't fight. He just kept slamming into me with so much force. I moaned loudly in pleasure hoping he'd never stop. Then he stopped, pulling out. "Beg." I was so out of breath I didn't pay him any mind. He smacked my ass hard twice. "Owwww!" He flipped me over as he looked me in the eyes. "Beg Alena." I stared at him for 5 long minutes. "I don't beg." He looked down at me as he got up shaking his head and fixing himself. He left me in the room, on the bed, naked without saying another word to me.