Jakes day

Story Script:

ACTOR1: He's so heavy in my hand. Can you feel the weight of your own cock pulling against the leash? The chain is cold, right?

ACTOR2: Yes, Mistress. It's... it's distracting. I'm supposed to be on a video call.

ACTOR1: I know. I want you distracted. I'm sitting here, thinking about how my cunt is soaked just watching you try to concentrate. It’s dripping down my thigh.

ACTOR2: Fuck. You can't say things like that. Not now.

ACTOR1: I can. I own this. I own *you*. Slide your hand under the desk. I want to hear your zipper.

ACTOR2: In my office? Someone could walk in.

ACTOR1: That’s the point. Do it. Wrap your fist around that beautiful, massive dick. Tell me how it feels.

ACTOR2: It’s... god, it's so hard. It’s throbbing. The leash is tight.

ACTOR1: Good. Stroke it. Slow. Think about how bad I need it inside me. I need to be fucked, and your cock is the only one that can even try to fill me up. Faster.

ACTOR2: I can’t... I’m gonna...

ACTOR1: Don’t you dare come yet. Stop. Put it away. Get the car. We’re going to the yacht. I need my third fuck of the day, and I want you to take me right on the main deck. Where everyone can see their boss finally giving me what I need.