Boss's Attire

You arrived at your boss's address, pulling up his driveway along a road of mansions. You were in awe of his place, shocked to find a servant waiting outside to bring you into his residence. You knew your boss was rich, but you hadn't known by how much. Your boss was always well dressed wearing designer clothes and high-end suits. You never thought anything of it, thinking that's just how rich people flaunted your wealth, but now you realized he must have been holding back.

You had been surprised when he invited you to a networking event outside of work, a night on the town to help the business. You had been there long enough to know the company inside and out, not in a high position but an employee with more seniority who has worked closely with your boss. It was all going to be covered, but you didn't have anything else that night anyway so you accepted. He asked you to meet him at his house you so he could coordinate your outfits.

You were led into your boss's bedroom, having the door shut behind you. The first thing that hit you was the smell. Your boss wore cologne, but this was next level. You felt yourself starting to get dizzy from the fumes, forcing you to sit on his bed and try to regain focus. Despite your nose beginning to get used to the smell, the buzz remained in your head leaving you vacant, lost staring at the closets of clothes on the wall.

"Hey" You heard from the door to the bathroom, bringing you back to the moment. You dumbly looked over, your gaze settling on your boss standing naked in his room with a towel draped around his shoulders. The dark curls of his body hair were exposed to the air, his thick figure taking up most of your vision. In the back of your head you knew you shouldn't be looking, but for some reason you didn't have the strength to pull your eyes away.

Your nose began to pick up the scent of the cologne again. The smell seemed to drip off your boss, serving to intensify your focus on him as the rest of the world seemed to fade away. You couldn't stop your gaze from lowering onto his cock, finding the hard member swinging out in front of him. You felt drawn to it in a way you couldn't describe, something stirring inside you as the shaft slowly consumed the rest of your vision.

In a moment you felt your face pressed right against his groin, his thick salty rod shoved all the way to the back of your throat while its smell flooded the rest of your head. You didn't know what was happening, unable to stop yourself as you felt it moving inside you, nothing else in existence. You felt yourself jump in shock as cum suddenly cascaded into your body, its taste and flavor quickly consuming your mind.

The world seemed to return as you felt his member slip from your mouth, beads of spit slipping from your lips onto the floor. You found yourself kneeling, stripped out of your clothes naked aside from a collar that you felt around your neck. A chain led from it to your boss's hand who stood above dressed in leather, any other name but 'master' escaping you. You were just another part of his outfit.