My Dominant Manger | 2016

I was 18 years old and I was very nervous working my very first job. My manager, Jack was a very intimidating and large guy who was silent most of the time. I was working one night and standing by the hostess stand with one of my favorite coworkers, Jamie. Jamie and I were always laughing and having a good time at work that sometimes that would result in neglecting the customers. Jack would tell Jamie, who was a server to stay away from the hostess stand and then he would stand close to me with his arms crossed not saying a word.

He made me nervous, he was just watching silently. I was visibly uncomfortable and jumpy which I think he knew and found amusing.

Like I said before, Jack was a naturally big guy with broad shoulders and a handsome face, he had dark eyes and hair and an intimidating stare when he wasn’t grinning. I thought this man was ridiculously hot and not just because of his looks, it was his demeanor, I felt like the thoughts in his head were dirty and I liked the way he looked at me.

One night while closing, I was wiping down the menus and I thought of something I wanted to talk to Jamie about so I started to leave and then Jack, as if he was watching me the whole time from across the room asked me where I was off to. I shrunk down and said “nowhere, I guess.” I resumed wiping down the menus. After I was finished, I asked him if I could leave and he said no, which I thought was weird because there are no more customers and I was done with my side work.

I waited a bit longer because entering the manager’s office and asking to leave again. He asked why I was trying to get away from him.

I laughed nervously and said that I had school in the morning.

Jack grinned, he asked me how I liked school and if I was a good student.

I replied that I was. Jack kept staring at me, he wasn’t much for words but I almost felt I knew what he was thinking because of his eyes. I couldn’t make eye contact with him for long to I looked away and started to turn and walk from the office.

Jack stepped into my path and peered down at me, his body only inches from my own. I felt my heart pounding and I was definitely turned on in a nervous sort of way, like I wanted him to hold me down and touch me.

I backed away because I didn’t know what else to do, he stepped forward to match me.

Jack asked me if I was a good girl. I was almost going to faint from the situation, but I nodded my head because I rarely ever did anything close to being wrong.

Jack said that I was never at the hostess stand and that I would have to be penalized for it and that was why I couldn’t go home yet.

I asked him what was going to be my penalty. He grinned.

He pressed his body up against mine until I hit the wall and then pulled the chair from behind him and sat down.

I stood there and soaked in the discomfort.

Jack told me to lay across his lap.

I shook my head.

Jack raised his voice and said it again. I never really heard him yell before.

I carefully laid across his lap and he quickly placed his hands on me and started rubbing my back and then my ass.

I was turned on, anxious, tense, worried, but mostly embarrassed.

Jack told me to count and then he smacked my ass so hard I cried out.

He yelled louder to count and then strikes again.

I yelped out a “one” and he rubbed me and then did it again.

I exhaled a “two” and I knew that I was wet at that point.

Jack did it three more times before stopping.

Jack started rubbing me over my jeans and he put two fingers in my mouth and told me to “suck”. I did as I was told and even enjoyed it.

Jack then lifted me up with one hand between my legs and the other wrapped around my midsection and placed me on my feet.

He towered over me and had this look in his eye, he wasn’t finished.

I asked if my penalization was over.

He shook his head.

Jack started to unbuckle his pants and as he did, he pushed me up against the wall and pinned me with his pelvis.

Jack pushed me down onto the floor so I was kneeling and told me to “suck”.

I started sucking him and he pressed in deeper as my head hit the wall.

He slowly grinded and held my head steady. Jack was moaning and he picked up his pace up he shoved himself in deeper and I began to gag.

I managed to get free for a moment and Jack said “nope, not just yet.”

I took in a deep breath and Jack started to quicken his pace and my head hit the wall. Jack then finished on my face and pulled me up to standing while kissing me deeply.

I wiped him from my face and looked up at him, he was grinning and he said that he would see me tomorrow night, same time, same place,

and he called me his little whore.