Submissive Whore in and out of the Office for My master

submissive whoreI was hired to be a submissive whore in the office. My master paid for my paralegal school education, set me and my offspring up in a nice house I could never afford. Twenty years later, I am still his part-time paralegal and full-time whore. I love our arrangement. His wife has never caught on either. She just thinks I am a single mother down on her luck and her husband was my white knight. That is true, but there is more to it that she will never know about. He is old enough to be my father, but like many men he loves a younger plaything. He is older now and his cock does not work like it once did. But some days that old dick still has some life in it. It just needs the right motivation like seeing me tied to my office chair. I am my master’s bondage whore. He has long loved tying me up, but with his arthritis now it is more challenging. He is on some new medicine, and I swear his extremities are like those of a 30 something old man, not one close to 70. He tied me up to my office desk this morning. Thursdays are my day in the office with him now. I went from full-time, to part-time to once a week. This morning he was new man, so I was in trouble. I have gotten complacent with his old body. Now, I have rope burns on my wrists, boobs and ankles. I also have the nasty taste of his old spunk in my mouth. Seeing me all tied up like that brought new life to his old cock too. As his slave, I must be ready for cock worshiping at any time. I was not ready, but I was tied up with no where to go. I had plenty of time to blow his old dick a few times until his balls were drained. He was backed up. The power of modern medicine has revived my old master and the jury is still out if that is good or bad for me.

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