Radassat wrote: Humiliated by Boss' Daughter by Radassat
"Come up, I need you upstairs," said Sarah and closed.
When you work for rich people you have to do a lot of things to satisfy them. And the children are even more moody. Sarah, who started college just a month earlier, liked to give me a lot of things to do. I was sure that sometimes, she was doing that only to have fun. She was a little bit bitchy, just like her mother. I knew she was upstairs with a couple of colleagues, about her age, because I just drove them home less than half an hour before. I thought maybe they wanted to me buy something for them.
I run upstairs to Sarah's big room and knocked on the door. She asked me to come in and I opened the door. There they were, standing on the bed, laughing.
"My friends and I are having a dispute, and you're the only one that can settle it," she said to me.
"OK, Miss Sarah," I said wondering what that was about. She usually didn't ask for my opinion. "How can I help you?"
"You see, we made a bet on you and now we have to decide the winner," she said smiling to me.
"A bet?" I asked confused. "What kind of bet?"
"We bet on the size of your cock," she said and all three of them giggled.
"On what?!" I exclaimed almost shocked. That was beyond the superior way she used to treat me.
"Don't be that surprised. Marsha said you must be 8 inch, Jenna said you are probably 6 and I think you're just 5."
"Damn girls", I thought. Wasn't there anything better for them to do? I was looking surprised at them, but they looked very serious, especially Sarah, though they were still smiling at me.
"So please take your clothes off and show us what you got there!" Sarah asked. Or I should rather say that she demanded it.
"No, I don't think so," I said and turned around to leave the room.
"I'm pretty sure you realize that if you don't do it, I'll make sure you'll be fired today!" she said.
"What do you think your mother will say if she learns about this?" I asked, stopping at the door.
"Oh, don't you worry about that. You should worry about your job. Because if you leave, you can leave for good," she said.
Sarah was serious, and I knew that if she wanted, she can easily persuade her mother to fire me. I've seen her many times doing that kind of persuasion. She was a rich spoiled girl. And I wanted to keep my job, because it was a very good pay. I was standing in the door way, oscillating between leaving and probably be fired, or staying and doing as she asked. She noticed that I was undecided and decided to throw me some bait.
"If you do it, then you can have this week-end off," she said smiling again like she was doing me a favor.
"What the hack," I thought. Getting naked in front of those girls was not the end of the world, and it was better than losing the job. And besides she promised a free week-end, which I didn't get too much. So I closed the door behind me, and started to remove my pants, and then my underwear.
"Oh, his so small," said Marsha disappointed the moment she saw my small cock.
"I think you're out of the game," said Sarah to her. Then she turned to me and said, "Come here, we want to see you better."
I walked to the edge of the bed and the girls gathered in front of me, looking at my small flaccid cock.
"I knew you were small," said Sarah to me, looking so satisfied.
I didn't say anything and she grabbed my cock in her hand and caressed it a little bit. Then she grabbed my foreskin between two fingers and pulled it hard.
"But there is a lot of skin here," she said looking at my cock.
She let it go and Jenna grabbed it and touched it. Marsha grabbed my balls and squeezed them easily in her right hand. Jenna pulled my skin back and jerked my cock, stretching it hard and then releasing, stretching and releasing. She used saliva to moisturize it and continued jerking until I was hard.
"This doesn't look like a six," she said to the other girls, a little bit disappointed. She was probably eager to win the bet.
"Let me bring a ruler," said Sarah and got out of the bed. "Keep it hard!" she said to Jenna, who continued to caress my shaft.
Sarah went to her desk and picked up a ruler that she had there and returned to her place, near Jenna. She then took my cock from Jenna's hands and put the ruler on it and read the scale.
"Ha, I won!" she exclaimed. "5 inch sharp!"
"Congrats," said the two girls, looking disappointed.
"Can I go now?" I asked Sarah, hoping that was the end of the game for me.
"Not so fast," she said, still smiling satisfied for winning the bet. "I'd like you to jerk for us."
"To what?" I asked again, amazed of her require.
"We want to see how you jerk that small cock of yours," she said.
Now she was asking more. Getting naked was something, jerking in front of them was something else. But before I could say or do anything she grabbed my balls and squeezed them hard. It hurt so much I almost screamed, but she didn't let go.
"If you cherish them, you do as I asked," she said. And then, after a moment of pause, she continued, "What do you say?"
"OK, OK... I'll do it, just let them go," I said hoping she will release my balls.
She did it and leaned back close to the other girls, looking at me, and expecting me to do what I promised. I waited a moment for the pain from my balls to go, and then grabbed my cock in my left hand and started to jerk it slowly.
"Stop," she said, like she forgot something. "I don't want you to cum on my carpet. Go get the glass on the table and do it in it."
I turned back and saw an empty glass on the desk. I went there and got it and then returned in front of them. I grabbed my cock again, in my left hand, while I was holding the glass in the right hand. I started to stroke it faster and harder, looking at my cock or at the floor, but not at the girls. It was quite embarrassing, but I had to do it. They were looking at me, smiling, definitely enjoying it. I kept jerking for a couple of minutes, before I felt I was going to cum. Then I positioned the glass in front of my cock and directed the head towards the glass so that when I came I cumed in it and not misfired on the floor. They giggled the moment they saw the cum flowing into the glass.
"Very good," said Sarah. "That's how I like you."
She paused for a moment, and then said, "Now you're free to go. And take the glass with you and clean it up."
I went back to the door where my clothes were; I put them on, and left the room, while they were talking about my cock and how I jerked off.
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A little weird but I like it.....
Janie
Radassat wrote: Humiliated by Boss' Daughter 2 by Radassat
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It was Sunday, I was doing my daily rounds around the house, when all of a sudden, Sarah called me upstairs to her room.
"What does she want?" I said silently to myself.
I proceeded to go up the stairs and check what she wanted from me, after our last encounter, I was not incredibly enthusiastic to be speaking to her again. Even more so, her friends were there, the same friends that had watched me strip and masturbate right in front of their faces.
"Yes, Miss Sarah?..." I said.
She went over to close the door, I was not too happy about being in the same room with her for too long. Afterwards, she walked back over, and whispered something into Jenna and Marsha's ears', all three of them giggling.
"STRIP!" Said Sarah loudly, which honestly would've gotten her caught right away, but to my dismay, I was ordered by my Boss to watch them, despite my protests, I was the only one there.
"Oh no, not again, you are NOT doing this to me again!" I said as I began to walk away from them, putting my hand on the door.
"You leave, and your job is HISTORY!" Said Sarah firmly.
I began to pace back and forth, pondering my options, trying to think of a loophole. I looked down at my cock, and then back at them, giggling and smiling.
I tried to think of a way out of this, still pacing back and forth.
"Make your decision quick!" She said, smiling that same evil smile as she did last time.
I sighed, and reluctantly began removing my clothes, until I was down to my boxers.
"Can't we just talk about this? It's not exactly fair..." I said, distressingly.
Sarah got up, walked over to me and said "Neither is life." and pulled down my boxers so quick and hard, I thought I'd stumble.
I almost tripped when she pushed me out of them so that she could get them off.
My cock stayed soft due to the humiliation, thankfully.
Marsha chimed in "Hehe, looks like he's grown a bit, I wanna see!"
I started to back away, hands over my cock.
"Move your hands and get over here."
I reluctantly did as told, my legs shaking.
Marsha took great pride in being able to look at a penis this close up for a second time.
"Come here please" Sarah said surprisingly calm-like.
I walked over to her as she instructed.
She smiled and immediately grabbed onto my cock. That was the last straw. As I tried to walk away, she pulled me back by my cock, squeezing it and unwilling to let go of it.
At this point I was obviously growing hard, she had a strong grip and there was no way I was getting away from it.
"Hehe, what should we do with this?" She said, wiggling my cock in her hand.
Jenna moved closer, followed by Marsha, their eyes feasting on my erect cock.
"We wanna see the look on your face when you cum." Sarah said confidently.
My eyes widened, surely they wouldn't touching is one thing, stroking is one thing, even jerking off in front of them is one thing, but there was no way I was going to let them have the satisfaction of being the driving force behind my orgasm. I quickly tried to walk away again, and as I did so, I felt a strong grip on my balls.
"Once again, if you cherish these, hold still, stop struggling and take it like a man." Sarah said, her words intimidating.
I held still, and Sarah started stroking, I kept my composure, standing still, and trying to be strong, but eventually, I started to moan against my will.
"You don't have to do this Sarah!" I cried out, moaning in between talking.
She ignored me and started moving faster, treating my pleading as punishable.
I was moaning steady now, my legs were getting crooked and were shaking worse than before, the pre-cum started to flow.
I was actually crying out for someone to help.
Jenna covered my mouth and began to hold my hands behind my back, I tried to back my cock out of her hand, but it followed me and stroked me even when she pulled me back, I started wiggling my lower body, trying to escape the unwanted pleasure, but Sarah would have none of it.
Her hand was moving at incredible speeds now, bringing me that much closer to orgasm.
I moaned louder and louder, and while Jenna had my hands behind my back, Marsha covered my mouth, and Sarah kept doing what she was already doing.
I pleaded through Marsha's hand for her to let go of my cock, but they were muffled, eventually, I started to cave, my dick wouldn't take much more. I toughed it out for as long as I could.
It thought it was inevitable, my entire body shook, especially my legs and head, it was like my whole body was vibrating. I struggled as hard as I could and got free but not before Sarah pulled me back and gave me a nice hard tag in the nuts. I fell hard to the ground, on my back surprisingly.
Before I could get up, she sat on my stomach facing my cock, making me totally immobile, I moved my hands toward her back to push her off, but they were quickly caught and sat on by both girls, my eyes and mouth were then covered once again. I couldn't see what she was doing, but then I felt the all-too-familiar hand around my cock, stroking me into unwanted ecstasy, I tried to pull my knees up to make my cock inaccessible to her hand, but she held onto my cock for dear life, stroking it all the while.
Eventually, without me being able to move a limb, I was forcibly stroked into orgasm as a single tear left my eye, and they all laughed, giggled and squealed as my cum spewed all over the place, my legs shaking so violently that I couldn't control them.
"See ya later..." She winked at me as she said that, and walked away.
I was left there, wallowing and shaking violently covering my cock and scrunching up nearly into a ball.
Sitting there, Humiliated by my Boss' Daughter.