The Bullied Masochist Futanari Chapter 3

Racheal got out of my truck and walked around as my body was still dealing with the pleasure she had caused me minutes before. “Come on, Boss,” Racheal said, her voice making my spine tingle as she called me boss. The way she said it didn't make me feel in charge as she opened the door for me to get out. “I have something to show you in my house. Don't worry about your truck; leave the keys,” She added and took the keys from my hand, tossing them in the center cup holders.

A second later, I got out, following her without thought. My legs shook, and my cock was hanging out. My body shivered as I got out of the car. The pleasure kept my legs trembling as I followed this recruit into her house. The garage doors started to close, and my spine shivered as I realized now that I willingly allowed myself to be trapped by her.

It was like my legs moved on their own, though, and I found myself stepping up into her house with her smiling as I entered. “You know, boss,” Racheal said with a smile looking down, “For a woman, you have a massive cock and a great body to go with it. I have the perfect little setup for you downstairs, and you will definitely like to see it.” She told me as she reached down with one finger stroking the underside of my cock, sending shivers of pleasure up to my head and hitting it with a hammer. My cock throbbed, and I heard her chucking as my legs trembled even harder as I gripped the door I just entered for support.

Her light giggle sent yet another shiver through me as she looked me up and down, “Oh, Our working relationship, boss, is going to be amazing,” Racheal said, “Follow me, Boss,” Every time she called me boss I felt subservient despite the term supposing to be the other way around.

Racheal stepped into what could only be considered an expensive multimillion-dollar house. She definitely came from money, and her ass jiggled a little as I followed it. Her shapely body walked through what was an amazing grand room with expensive-looking furniture and massive television. I didn't have much time to look as she brought me to a door that felt forlorn to me. It was a simple, expertly designed door that fits with the rest of the decor, but to me, it was like the belly of the beast. She opened it up, and the design changed from expensive to something softer. The light red walls with grey-looking carpeted stairs went down to a single wooden door that suited the look perfectly.

My legs trembled, but I stepped forward toward the fate that I was assigned. My mind barely registered why I had to be here at this moment with only the throbbing of my cock as it twitched in the air as she chuckled lightly, keeping me stepping down the stairs. “Oh, Such a good girl. Listening to me without a second word. I will have to reward you for being so good, Boss,” Racheal said as she followed me down the steps.

I reached the bottom of the stairs, looked at the foreboding door, and reached out and pushed the door open. The door didn't make a noise as it swung open and revealed a lovely tiled room. The walls were grey, and the rafters looked easily accessible, and the reason was very apparent with the large dungeon and BDSM toys lying around.

There was so much equipment that I had no idea what all of it was for, and I felt arms reach around me and pull at the hem of my shirt. Before I even knew it, my vision of the room turned black as Racheal pulled my shirt off, and I moved with it because of sheer surprise. My cock throbbed from her touch, and I felt her breasts press against my back and her hair tickle my cheek as she pressed her chin onto my shoulder. Her hands grabbed my bra-covered breasts and grabbed them tightly and moved them, making my cock throb and my pussy dampen.

“Boss,” Racheal whispered into my ear, “You are so beautiful and so naughty,” She complimented. “I haven't had a sub for too long; then I find you being so naughty at work.” She clicked her tongue, “I will have to change that, Boss. I am going to tell you what is going to happen in this room, Boss. I will bully you, ride you, Fuck you, and enjoy you. Ultimately, all you will do is cry and beg me for things. I am going to bully you so much. Get ready,” her words made me shiver all over, and her hands tightened up on my breasts.

“I- I,” I wanted to reply as I didn't know how to reply to her words.

Racheal's hand reached up and made me turn to face her. Her lips took mine, shutting whatever I was going to say up. Her other hand found my cock, and she pulled down on my cock, making it throb hard, and my mind blanked, no longer knowing what I was going to say moments ago.

A moment later, Racheal broke the kiss and let go of my cock before pushing me forward a step. I stumbled forward into the room and turned to see Racheal closing the door and smiling at me. Her expression was a smile that made me shiver in fear and anticipation. I could see the promise of the words she had said moments before, and she touched my face gently. “Now, Boss, You are wearing too much clothing, and I want to see your rock-hard cock with nothing but your birthday suit on. Will you do that for your Bully?” Racheal's words were nothing short of ridiculous, but my hands were moving on their own.

I barely even registered that my pants were off, and my panties went along with them. My cock throbbed even as I unhooked my bra, and it joined the pile. Racheal smiled approvingly, only further fueling my need to please someone I had only met today. It was something about her that I felt obligated to play with and the fear that she would out me to the company before I quit.

That had to be it. Racheal had blackmail material on me, and if I disobeyed her, she could tell the company what I was doing. I would be ruined if that happened, and I had to listen to her. Nothing else could be the truth, even as I shivered as she gazed at my body appreciatively. I could tell that she was taking it all in before she licked her lips.

“Now, you are being such a good girl, Boss, but calling you boss is incorrect in these circumstances,” Racheal visibly looked like she was pondering before she snapped her fingers with a smile, “I know, Boss, Instead you will call me Goddess. You will call me that like you cannot wait to worship me. Let me hear it, Boss.”

Racheal's face was expectant, and somehow my body was for her to see all over while my cock throbbed, bobbing up and down, showing how turned on I was. Racheal tilted her head, clearly looking for me to call her what she had just asked me to address her as. My mouth dried up, and I didn't know what to say. No, I knew exactly what I had to say, and her smile slowly turned into a frown as I struggled to think about what I should do.

“Now, Now, Boss,” Racheal said, bringing her finger down and bringing it up slowly on the underside of my cock, making my head blank. “Stop thinking and do what I tell you,” Racheal’s voice turned hard, and a second later, pain sparked as my face was hit with an open palm with the strength to send my head reeling. “Now, Boss,” she said, making my stunned face turn to look at her as I realized I had just been slapped. “Call me Goddess, and we can begin where you start worshiping me properly. You have three seconds.” Racheal said.

My mind was still blank, which was a first for me as I always had thoughts and things on my mind. I was constantly thinking about my job, and now all of that was out of my head; as I blankly looked at this beautiful woman before me, her frown turned even more hostile, and I couldn't understand why for several seconds.

Her hand came up, and much to my surprise, again, it wasn't for my face. Instead, I felt her hand collide with my breasts, and her other hand followed up as my breasts swung into the other slap and pain through my breasts blasted my head, making my mind finally wake up as a third and fourth slap sent my breasts back and forth, and I stepped back. I cried out in pain as my cock throbbed and my pussy itched in a way that I never felt before. “Ow!” I cried out without even realizing all the feelings my body was feeling.

Racheal grabbed my cock a second later tightly, and my mind centered back down below. “Now, you dumb bitch,” She said, making me blush harder than ever, as no one had ever insulted my intelligence. “You need to understand your position here in this basement.” Her voice turned dark, and I couldn't stop looking down at hand on my cock from between my abused breasts. “You are mine since I walked into that stall this morning, and you were beating your meat. Now, Boss,” The way Racheal said Boss woke me up, and I shivered again. “You are my little plaything, and I like to break my toys. I am your goddess now,” I noticed her eye twitch, “I wanted to be nice and let you worship me, but now I see you need proper training.” She looked at me with contempt. “Now, Call me your Goddess, or you will regret it.”

Those words hit home, and I realized that for the first time in my life, I was genuinely speechless for too long. “G- Goddess,” I stumbled over, and her angry expression smoothed, and her smile arrived.

“Good girl,” Racheal said, and I could see the happiness in her eyes, and I felt like something was off now.

No, Everything had already been off, and her little speech moments ago sent my spine tingling in dread. “Now, It is time to have some fun,” Racheal continued, her hand pushing down to the base of my cock, sending a spike of pleasure like everything she did, did.

Racheal then leaned forward and pressed her body against my naked one, and her hand slipped down, grabbing my balls before slowly massaging them. “I am ready to start, and my pussy is drenched. Time to play,” She said, her voice sending more shivers up my spine. She let my balls go and pointed to a corner of the room where a bed sat. “We will be gentle to start, although I will still punish you for being naughty at the last minute. Get on the bed on all fours looking away from me. I don't want to see what is about to happen to you.”

Her order came out, and I shivered, feeling both scared and excited. I heard her taking her clothing off behind me as I walked to the bed, and I wanted to turn around. My head turned when Racheal said, “No, You will get on your knees and get ready for me. If I see you turn around, I will punish you so severely that work will become a living hell for you.” She snapped.

I snapped my head back forward, and my cock throbbed harder while my pussy Itched for attention. I hated these feelings as I reached the bed. Racheal had the dirt on me, though, and so I got up on the bed, feeling vulnerable while waiting for my fate.