The telephone rang as my Mistress was having breakfast. Little Toni was busy spreading cream cheese on the shaved pussy of Amanda, so that Mistress Gloria could lick it up. Mistress waved to me to bring her the portable phone. After a brief conversation she returned the phone to me to hang up.
Mistress Gloria looked up and addressed my new sister-slave Cyn. "One of my most loyal customers is named Heather. She is the manager of the local office of Sapphco, the same company Crissy has gone to, but Crissy is has gone to an office further west. Heather wants to sample you Cyn, and she wants to share Steven with her secretary. So I want you to both dress only in black garter belts and hosiery, with you in a bra and Steven in a sheer tube top. Other than that, both of you will wear pumps with 3" heels and light leather coats. Cyn, you will drive you both to the Sapphco building on the corner of Main and Broadway. Go up to the 32nd floor, and ask for Heather."
Our Mistress' wish is our command, so we dash off to do her bidding. Cyn gets permission to take the MG rather than the limo, because it is hard to find parking downtown for the bigger car. Cyn is almost 17, and drives like the wind that blows through my hair with the top of the sports car down. I won't be able to get my driver's license until I am 16, a little more than 3 years from now.
Cyn parks in the underground lot under the Sapphco building, and I keep my hands in the pockets of my coat to hide my erection. We get some funny looks from other people as they get on and off the elevator, particularly from people who notice my black nylons and high-heeled shoes below my coat. I'm sure we look like a couple of kids playing Spy as we go up to the 32nd floor.
The elevator doors open and we step out into a plush lobby. The walls and carpet are beige, but made lively looking with silk wall hangings that are bright red with embroidered birds and flowers. The chairs are nicely carved wood and look antique. A Chinese-looking girl sits behind a big old carved wood desk. She looks up and smiles, then stands up and walks around from behind her desk to greet us. She is wearing a simple short sleeveless dress, made of the same hot red silk as the wall hangings.
I hold out my hand to shake hers, but instead she wraps her arms around my neck. "We don't shake hands here." she murmurs. "Instead we do this!" Her tongue is out parting my lips even before her lips meet mine.
She is a great kisser, and would have given me a hard-on with just that kiss, if I wasn't already like a rock. One of her arms slides from around my neck, and presses in between our bodies. I concentrate on making our kiss as pleasurable as possible for her, for that is a slave's job. But I can feel her hand slowly unbuttoning my long coat. We are still in lip lock when I feel her grab my cock. Her other arm releases me and she breaks the kiss, then sinks to her knees. She finishes unbuttoning my coat with one hand while she still holds my cock with the other, and takes an experimental lick at my pre-cum. She rises and tells me, "Let me take your coat, and please remove your shoes." Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Cyn taking off her coat just as the receptionist removes mine.
The Chinese girl takes both of our coats, collects our shoes and walks toward a closet. I admire the way her ass swings as she walks away, then she turns in profile to me as she places our coats on hangers, and I observe the way her small tits ride high on her chest. Some people would think that an almost-13-year-old boy like me shouldn't be observing things like that, but that is the way Mistress Gloria has been teaching me. When the girl bends over to put my shoes in her closet, the view of her ass is great.
The receptionist turns back toward us, just as Cyn is bending over to take off her shoes. "Oh, leave those on!" the Chinese girl says. "They look like great dancing shoes! She walks up to Cyn and greets her with the same slow, thorough kiss as she did me. I just stand there and look at them making out as though they have been lovers for years. Cyn is taller than the Chinese girl, and when the shorter one releases her she bends over to give each of Cyn's erect nipples a quick bite through her lacy bra. She tells Cyn, "I'd love to have you sit on my face while Steven fucks my brains out, but my boss is waiting. Oh, I should tell you, my name is Lee Wing, but you can just call me Wing."
The oriental girl leads us both through the reception area of the office to a set of double doors marked 'Conference Room A'. She opens the door and we enter.
There is a long conference table, with a woman sitting at the far end. I know her already, because she has visited my Mistress' home a few times on business, and I have been required to eat her pussy and fuck her before. I am surprised to see that she is wearing a loose track suit, that does nothing to show off her great figure. I can easily visualize her pale D-cup tits with their fat pink nipples surrounded by a galaxy of freckles, and remember her bush of fine red pubic hair. Both times I have gotten to lick her cunt before, she has been fresh as an Irish spring, so I suspect that Cyn is in for a treat.
The red-haired boss lady named Heather looks at Lee Wing, and says, "For now, I am just happy to watch. You can have these two any way you want them, as long as I have a clear view."
"Ooooh" Lee Wing giggles, and her hips wriggle. "I can't think^Å"
It is time for Cyn and I to take over. Cyn moves behind Lee Wing, and purred into her ear, "Don't worry. We're trained professionals, but you can try this at home, with your mother or your sisters." Cyn starts to lower the zipper at the back of Lee Wing's dress, as I kneel down in front of the pretty receptionist and begin to unbuckle her sandals. I slip them off her feet along with her ankle-socks, just on time to catch that gorgeous silk dress as Cyn pushes it off her shoulders.
Lee Wing is left wearing only a bright red strapless thong-backed lace teddy, the kind with just a single snap holding it together between her thighs. I am left nose-to-crotch with her, but this is not the time for a pussy attack. Instead, Cyn and I each take one of her hands and help her step up on a chair, then onto the huge boardroom table. We help her kneel down with her almost-bare behind facing her boss. Then we help her lie face down on the table, with her head resting on her folded hands.
I am not sure what Cyn is up to, but I am ready to follow her lead. She moves to grasp Lee Wing's ankle, so I grab the other one, and slowly we pull her legs wide apart, giving Ms. Heather a clear view of her crotch with only a little strip of red lace running down the crack of her ass. Cyn starts licking and sucking at the Chinese girl's toes, and I am right with her. By the time we are nibbling at the insteps of her feet, Lee Wing is moaning softly. The moans get louder as we work our way up the backs of her calves, her knees, her thighs.
Soon, our pretty victim is grinding her ass in the air as Cyn and I slurp away at the insides of her parted thighs. Her moans turn to cries of "Higher!" and we oblige, giving the exposed cheeks of her ass the royal treatment. We would have kept on in the same way, but it is actually physically impossible for two human heads to lick a girl's anus at the same time.
Cyn gives me an evil grin. "She's all yours, stud." I know exactly what she means, so I flip open the snap in the crotch of that lovely lace teddy and dive in. Lee Wing screams in what I hope is pleasure as my tongue spears into her ass hole. My nose is almost exactly at the entrance of her vagina, and I really want to do her there, but first things first. I move on top of the girl and can feel my cock pressing against the back of her neck, getting tangled in her long lustrous black hair. What the heck? It feels good, so I start fucking her hair as I use my hands to pull her butt cheeks apart and my tongue sinks deeper into her ass.
With my face buried in Lee Wing's bum, I can't see what Cyn is doing, but from the sounds I hear she is helping Ms. Heather get that track suit off. I am sure that Ms. Heather has pushed her chair back from the table so Cyn can lick her way down that great chest. From considerable practice under Mistress Gloria's eye, I know she is doing a great job of it.
Both Lee Wing and Ms. Heather are almost screaming in pleasure, and at one point I hear the board-room door open. A young female voice asks, "Is everything OK in here?" Then the young woman obviously recognizes that things are a lot better than OK. "Oh!" she says, and I hear the door close.
Lee Wing decides that she wants a different kind of treatment. "Suck my clit, boy!" she yells. "Let me roll over so you can suck my clit!" With a direct order like that, a slave must obey. I raise myself into the push-up 'up' position and she frantically flips herself over beneath me. I feel her grabbing my cock in one hand and my balls in the other, pulling me back down. "Now do it!" she commands.
In my few seconds of disengagement from Lee Wing, I have seen Ms. Heather, totally nude as I remember her, with her feet propped up against the table edge, and the back of Cyn's head moving around as her tongue danced up and down the older woman's labia. But I have no time to study Cyn's technique. Lee Wing's pussy awaits.
Mistress Gloria has taught me that it is not good to let all of my weight rest on a woman's body, so I spread my legs and let my knees rest on the table on either side of my Chinese girl's head. She pulls my cock down, but only partially into her mouth, so I know she can't take all of me. I let her suck just as much of my erection into her mouth as she wants, which isn't a lot, but her tongue action on my cock head is wonderful.
Lee Wing has a dense tangle of pubes just north of her slit, shaven to a small arrow pointing down to my target. My tongue parts her lips and easily finds the precious pearl it seeks. With my weight on my elbows between her thighs, my fingers are free to explore the delights of this new cunt. I easily slide two fingers of my right hand into her sopping wet vagina, as my left index finger probes the anus I have just been licking. My thumbs reach up to part the delicate nether-lips, and my girl is already writhing in pleasure.
But it isn't until my tongue makes a first tentative brush across Lee Wing's clit that she explodes in orgasm. She cums all over my right hand, and her juices flow down toward her ass. I back away from her for a moment, thinking maybe I have done too much. But instantly I feel my cock pop out of her mouth, so she can yell at me, "Suck it, you little bastard! Suck it hard and don't stop until I tell you!" For added emphasis, she gives my balls a quick but hard squeeze, before returning my prick to her mouth.
So I give her clit the hardest tongue-lashing I know how; up and down, side to side, and all around. I suck it in and out of my mouth with a pulsing rhythm, while my tongue does the tango on her sensitive nub. She cums continuously, so I get her girl-juice up my nose. She bucks up and down, so I could end up with bruised lips from being bashed by her pelvis. But I don't dare stop. She still has a firm grip on my testicles.
Lee Wing's sucking has made me cum 3 or 4 times, so I am totally drained, even though my cock is as hard as ever. Finally she stops, and cries, "Enough! I can't take any more!" Carefully I raise myself off her, just as Cyn stands up between Ms. Heather's legs. I can see now that Ms. Heather's pussy is all red and puffy from the treatment Cyn has given her, and woman juice dribbles freely down her thighs.
"No!" Lee Wing cries. "I was wrong! I need to feel that big fat cock in my pussy! Please don't go away!"
I grin and simply turn myself around so that I am in the pushup up position over her, with my legs spread wide. I gaze down into Lee Wing's sparkling eyes as she grabs my cock again and guides it down into her cunt. Her hands let go of my prick as I start to pump up and down into her, leaving the only point of contact between us being our sex. I really like this, being able to show off my ability to fuck a girl without ever going soft. Her eyes get wider and wider as I pound into her, bumping hard against her clit with every thrust. Lee Wing's hands start banging on the table top as her body writhes under me.
Dimly I am aware that Cyn has moved to sit on the end of the table between my legs with her back to my crotch and her completely shaved pussy exposed to the redhead executive woman. I could heat Cyn gasping as Ms. Heather feasted on her pussy. This is a real turn-on for me, and I hope Cyn is enjoying this as much as I am. Fucking has becum my total reason for being, and giving sexual pleasure to a wildly thrashing Lee Wing is for this moment my purpose in life.
At last, I hear the moans of Cyn's orgasm; and Lee Wing suddenly reaches up and grabs me, pulling my body down onto hers. Her mouth mashes against mine in a demanding kiss, and deep in her throat I can hear a kind of sigh of total satisfaction.
We just lie there, kissing; with me twitching my cock inside Lee Wings deliciously tight cunt, until I hear Ms. Heather say, "All right! Lunch time is over! Everybody back to work!"
I get up off of my Chinese beauty, leaving her lying exhausted on the table, and turn around to see Ms. Heather as she pulls on her sweat-shirt. It isn't quite long enough to cover, but she doesn't seem concerned as she leads us out of the room and into the lobby area. I take a last look over my shoulder at Lee Wing, who hasn't moved. Ms. Heather hands us our coats, and even puts my 3" pumps back on my feet as she takes a last lick at my cock.
On the way home, I remark to Cyn that because of that red lace teddy, I haven't even seen Lee Wing's tits. Cyn reaches over and misses the gear-shift lever to let her hand land on the knob of my erection. "Poor you," she says. "There's always next time."