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I told him I'd asked for water and he said "no, you wanted a candle for your pussy". I know for sure I hadn't said any such thing, but when he held out the candle I took it. I waited for him to look away for a second and I started rubbing the candle around my clit and the entrance to my pussy. I couldn't believe how bold I was being with my boss right there on the couch next to me, and the fact that he could easily look at me and see what I was doing made it that much more exciting.
I don't know how I kept him from noticing, but the more I played with my pussy, the more I needed to. I had rubbed my clit from time to time in my life, but |
up to now I had never actually put anything in my pussy other than the tip of a finger. That changed now though. I kept glancing at my boss, watching for a reaction to my behavior, and seeing none, I began fucking my pussy with that candle in earnest. My boss suddenly grabbed the hand that held the candle and asked what I was doing. "You weren't supposed to see me," I said.
He asked how he could miss it, being there in the room. I was at a loss. "Still think you're not hypnotized?" he asked with a grin. I had to admit my behavior had seemed unusual to me even as I was doing it. I made some half hearted explanation about only doing what I wanted to do. "And you actually think sucking someone's cock yesterday was preferable to my having a grainy photo of your tits?"
I began to come to the realization that he was right, that I was doing these things without any free will. The realization made the circumstances that much more horrifying, to think that I had no control over my actions. I looked at the candle protruding from my pussy, and though I still couldn't take it out, I was now making a conscious effort to do so, and I recognized the fact that I did NOT want to be sitting here in the living room next to my boss, fucking my pussy with a candle. |