[Brazzers] Ryan Reid – Submissive Assistant Worked HARD

The office door clicked shut behind Brian. He already knew the routine. “Take your place. You know where your place is when you come to my office.” “Yes, boss.” He dropped to his knees beside her desk without being told twice. She didn’t look up from her papers at first, just pointed at the floor with one perfectly manicured finger. Brian stayed there, waiting, while she finished a call and set the phone down. “Brian, this is really inappropriate,” she said calmly, though the slight smile on her lips said otherwise. “Take those off. And the phone.” He stripped out of his slacks and underwear, cock already half-hard from the order alone. She watched him for a long moment, then leaned back in her chair and spread her legs just enough for him to see she wasn’t wearing anything under her skirt. “Now you will take a note for me. You ready?” He nodded. She started dictating the day’s schedule in a cool, professional voice while he leaned in and licked her slowly, carefully, the way she liked. Every time his tongue slipped or he got too eager she tapped his head with a pen. “Focus. Lid at ten. Bank at noon. Afternoon meeting. Don’t do that—we’ll train you to do this properly.” Brian kept working, sucking her clit the way she had taught him, two fingers sliding inside when she allowed it. She came once against his mouth, quiet and controlled, then pushed his head back. “Go to the couch. Now.” He went. She followed, unbuttoning her blouse as she walked, and straddled his face first so he could keep tasting her while she stroked his thick cock. When she was ready she sank down onto him in one smooth motion, taking every inch while he groaned beneath her. “I excel elsewhere,” she murmured, riding him slow and deep, hands braced on his chest. “Stay focused.” She used him the way she used everything in her office—precisely, thoroughly, until she came again around his cock. Only then did she let him finish, grinding down hard so he emptied inside her with a broken “Yes, boss.” Afterwards she fixed her skirt, reapplied lipstick, and looked down at him still lying on the couch. “Don’t mind if I do, boss,” he whispered, half-spent and smiling. She raised an eyebrow. “Get dressed. And next time don’t make me repeat myself.”