The Loop - S01 E32

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The Loop - S01 E32

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 32

Alex turned his boss into the Alpha slut and has his way with her...

The car turned off and he made his way out of the leather seat. He popped the trunk and walked back there. “How was the drive,” he said with a smile? He gave her his hand to help her out.

“It was fine Sir. She passed the time of thinking of all the things she could do to please you.”

“Good girl. You really have taken to this submissive role.” Once she was standing he closed the trunk and grabbed her by her upper arm. He directed her to the door on the far side of the garage. “Let’s see how you do now that we are alone.”

“I need to turn off the alarm to the house first and close the garage door,” she said at the door. Her slim long fingers pressed the code in and the alarm beeped. He finger pressed the button for the garage door to close behind them.

As she did this, he opened the door and moved her inside. They entered a mud room with a built-in bench and hooks above. A powder room was off to his right. She placed her bag and removed her jacket and placed it on the first hook as they passed. The small space opened into a much larger one. The living room was off to the left along with the front door. In front of them was the dining room and behind that was the kitchen. Behind the mudroom to their right was the family room. The layout was completely open. As he looked around he was blown away with all the art pieces. Paintings and small sculptures adorned all the spaces. The furniture was a rustic modern. Wood and metal in sleek lines.

He moved her to a table dividing the dining and family rooms. Made of a dark walnut with a metal base. “You have some really nice stuff here, alpha slut. Like this table. This looks expensive.”

“It was Sir. My husband has very expensive taste,” she said in a soft voice. Her hand ran across the smooth wood.

“I figured that since he is married to you. I bet those shoes you have on are more expensive than my whole outfit and for all the money in the world you still need me to put you in your place.” His body pressed into hers, trapping her against the table. He moved her hands behind her back. Holding her in place with her ass resting on the table. He moved back and to the left. His right hand unbuttoned her soft top and pulled it open roughly. Pulling it down so her wrists were wrapped up in it.

Without warning he pulled her black laced bra down exposing her large firm breasts. The one only money can buy. Moving next to her on the table his right hand moves her right breast. His forefinger started to make circles gently around her hard nipple. His head leans in and even though they are the only two in the house he says “It looks like you are ready to please me now, alpha slut. So willing to take my touch,” in nothing more than a whisper. His hand moved easily to her other nipple, teasing it.

Her breath caught her words as they escaped her lips.” Yes Sir. Only to please you.” He moved her hair off her shoulder exposing her neck. She felt him moved in. His warm breath with the hint of bourbon inches from her. Waiting for his kiss there but to her surprise his wet tongue licked along her long neck slowly. Her breath caught again. It is not easy to make her lose herself but he is pushing all her tight buttons too.

His mouth finished at her ear. Breathing a breath into it before his teeth gently bite in her ear lobe. She lets out a deep sign. “You're going to get undressed,” he whispers to her.

“Yes Sir,” she half moaned back. Her eyes darted to the side to see his primal gaze in her and her body. She moved to escape the shirt, tying her arms behind her. Letting it fall behind her on the table.

“Pull up your skirt,” he ordered in his low bass filled dominant voice. She wondered if this was the real man below his façade at work. Her hands moved to the base of her skirt and she wiggled it up to her mid thigh. His hand reached down to her knee and with the nails of his fingers he pulled them up her body. At the line of her clothes his nails shifted to his fingertips but switched back once back on her skin of her belly.

His strong hand stops at her nipple. This time taking it between his thumb and forefinger. Her eyes close as her head slowly tints back. Her mouth opens slightly to let a groan escape. “Does this feel ok,” he questioned. His gaze was eating up her body.

“Yes Sir,” she responds. Her head turned to look at him. Seeing him staring at her big round tits she bites her lower bite. “If it pleases you Sir.”

“Does that make you all wet,” he questioned her?

“Oh yes Sir. Your alpha slut is so fucking wet for you.” He lifted her hand and brought it to his lips, licking it. Her fingers slick with his saliva he moved it down under her skirt to her pussy. He unzipped her skirt, letting us fall to the floor. His hand took hers again and moved it under her panties. Guiding her to her love mound.

“So fucking wet you dirty girl. Play with yourself,” he commanded. Her fingers are so familiar with this routine. Moving over the sensitive spot once again. “You’re so sexy when you play with yourself. Knowing right where to touch to make yourself feel good. I enjoy seeing the ecstasy your face shows when you linger on one of those locations.” Her head nodded and she bit the side of her lower lip. Her face showing him she found one of those buttons. His hand hovered over hers. “Keep it right there. Right there. Take that pleasure I’m giving you.”

Her head nods up and down to his words. The pleasure he gives her. It is so true. He gives pleasure. She takes it because he wants her to. So much easier this way she thought.

“That’s it. Let that inner fucktoy out. I can see it so close now. Wanting to break free. Wanting to come out and play. Begging to be released.” His hand now pressed in hers. He is using her hand as a toy to bring her closer to orgasm. Her breathing came faster now. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

“Yes Sir,” she moaned loudly. “I will be anything you want.”

“Look at me.” She took a moment to turn her head. To have her eyes focus on him. When she took too long he repeated himself. “Look at me.” His words are strong but without a hint of anger. “I want you to look at me and touch that pussy.” She signed as he released her hand and removed it from her panties. “I want to hear how fucking wet for me. What do you say?”

“Yes Sir,” she responded in a lust filled voice. “I can feel my juices building up and leaking out of my needy pussy. Please Sir.” As her words came whimpering out, Alex started to remove his tie from around his neck. He takes his time pulling over his head and then making the hole larger. As her fingers whirl her pussy into a frenzy he places the tie over her head. Each hand holding a section to make it slide easier down.