His Doll

𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨

smut warning

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breanne's pov

My alarm went off and I groaned slightly then remembered what I was actually getting up for, my new "job." Being a full time slut. Sex doll. Prostitute. Call it what you want but he simply calls it being his secretary. I don't clearly remember everything that happened last night, just the keypoints; arriving, taking one shot, my ex showing up, then being consoled by a rich guy who is blackmailing me to be his whore.

As I sit up and dig through my closet, I hear my roommate and her friend, who I'm pretty sure she fucked last night, groan and start to wake up also. I opened the blinds, grabbed a cup of water and some advil for them both and left it on the bedside table then throw on my shoes. I get a text and see his name pop up across the screen.

I'm here, hurry it up we don't have all day.

I sigh and grab my wallet and race downstairs to see a nice black car with extremely tinted windows waiting at the door and a chauffeur holding the door open for me. I give a small smile and get in, pulling my hair back into a loose low ponytail then look beside me to see him dressed in slacks and a button up with some rolled up sleeves. His hair was gelled perfectly and he was smoking a cigarette. I look away and slightly pull the collar of my shirt over my nose and mouth.

"If you were sensitive to smoking then you could've just said something rather than rudely covering your mouth and nose." he throws the cigarette out the window and looks at me.

"I didn't mean to be rude I just didn't want to cause a fight sir.." I move the shirt and look out the window.

"Am I ugly looking today? Everything seems to interest you more than my face today. Look at me when I'm speaking to you."

"Sorry sir," I look at him and felt my breathing slow and my heart race. His look was intimidating if not scary.

"Thank you. We will be heading to the mall and grabbing you uniforms and clothes to wear around me. Anything you'll need for special events we'll pick up later. Now scoot over here and give me some relief." I watch as he rolls up a tinted divider between the backseats and the front seats. Then I look at him in shock realizing what he meant.

"Sir you do realize I haven't done anything sexual in my life-"

"There's a first time for everything. I'll make it easy for you just use your hand. Unbuckle my belt, pull my pants and boxers down and use your hand to stroke it. Have you never seen a dick before?"

"I-I have it just was um...nevermind," I close my mouth getting to work and doing as he said and unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down then spitting on my hand and start to do slow strokes. I watched him bite his lip and smirk down at me as I continued, bringing my thumb up to his tip and rubbing slow circles over it.

I then moved back to pumping him, starting slow then getting faster over the course of time. He started to twitch in my hand then released down his shaft and over my fingers. I pull my hand away and look around for something to clean him up with.

"Just lick it off."

"I'm sorry?"

"Lick. It. Off." he gives me a serious look, waiting for me to do as he says. I nodded slowly and licked it off my fingers and swallowed trying not to react to the taste and feeling in my mouth. He smirks then points to the rest on his shaft. I lean down and lick it off of him, my cheeks a bright red from embarrassment. I sit back up and pull his boxers and pants back up and fix his belt and shirt. "You'll soon learn to enjoy the taste of it."

"Yes sir." I look out the window to see we had arrived at the mall. The chauffeur got out and opened the door for us both and we got out. As we started walking up to the doors Mr. Seavey reaches over and wiped my lip with his thumb and put it to my mouth.

"You're a messy one. Now lick it off." I did so as he continued to walk to a store. "I will choose what I want you to try on, you will try it on, then come out and show me." I nod as we walk into a lingerie store. He paced around, having someone measure me, then grabbed multiple pairs and handed them to me. "Round one."

I walked back to a dressing room and tried on the first set. A red satin one. I walked back out my arms trying to cover what the underwear didn't.

"Move your arms." I did as I was told and he turned me around gripping my ass, then bending me over against a wall then reaching in front and cupping my folds and rubbing it gently making me take a sharp breath. His hands trailed up to my breasts gripping and groping them with both hands, then rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. "The padding is too thick, go try on the next one."

I nod and let out a shaky breath, putting the next one on and repeating the same process. Him touching me where he wanted and either approving or disapproving. It was a continuous cycle until he had found at least ten pairs he truly liked. I got changed into my normal clothes and walked back out to him with the ten he picked out. "Sir this won't be all I wear correct?"

"Do you really think I want to share whats mine with others? Absolutely not. You will wear that under your other clothes for when I want to see it."
I nod quickly and follow him to the register, then walk out with him as he grabs my face and turns me to him and kisses my lips. "Continue being a good girl and I'll consider letting you go home early today."

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a/n:
the funny thing
is I was listening
to my music and an ad
for trojan condoms
came on while
writing this :,)