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So Backstory – I met this guy when I was working in a music production house, and he was the owner of the business and was there to oversee some things. We chatted for a while, nothing but small talk. He [30M] was this super cute, fit-bodied guy, let’s call him Adam. He has inherited all his wealth and probably will never go broke. I asked him why was he still single. To which, he replied that he has no interest in a full-time relationship, and just has friends with advantages. He also told me that he found me hot. I took his number, and fast forward a few days later we were aggressively making out in his room.

He made me an offer shortly after. He offered a deal, wherein he’ll pay for all my expenses, travels, luxury things that I wanted, and an additional “Pocket Money” amount. In return, I just had to be available for him whenever, and he could use me however he wants and could assume consent for whatever he wanted me to do to him or him to me. I am usually into rough sex, so I wondered he might not go too rough, and I was very much okay with consenting to the “Deal” he made. I moved in with him in his enormous house, and we were to begin with our thing the next day.

I woke up the next day with him by my side, and he told me to get on my knees as he was about to fuck me. I complied, and he immediately took his cock out and penetrated deep into me. I don’t know whether he was on some drugs or not, but he lasted an hour. I moaned in pain and pleasure, as he thrust his cock into my sore pussy. Once he came inside me, he told me to get ready as we were about to go have breakfast somewhere. I put on this nice dress that he bought, and he was in casual but stylish clothes. He told me to stand up, and when I did, he peered down and saw the panty I was wearing. “You’ll remove that whenever I tell you to, got it?” I nodded in agreement.
We went to this nice restaurant for brunch, and he was about to go meet some guy for company talks. He asked me to come with him. “Sure, Why not?” I wondered. We sat in his car, and he ordered me to give him a blowjob. “What? This guy fucked me two hours ago! How high is this guy’s sex drive?” I wondered to myself. I hastily took his pants off and started stroking his cock with my hands.
“Adam, I was curious but, are you on drugs?” I asked directly. He looked me in the eyes and said, “Why do you ask?” “Because we just had sex a few hours ago, and you’re still very energetic. I was wondering that you’re-” “I take steroids, okay!” Oh. That’s where his muscularity came from. I continued stroking his dick and took it in my mouth. He didn’t cum at all, and I was kinda nervous because we had reached the other guy’s place. “Hey I’m sorry are you alright?” “Oh don’t worry I don’t ejaculate sometimes. You did good”. Phew. Still had my ‘Job’.

The next day he went to work and I was kinda bored alone. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Adam.
“Hey listen, I need you to come to my office right now. Wear something decent, like a buttoned-up shirt or a dress or something. Look professional.” Okay! So now it was my office hour I guess. I wore this top with a little bit of cleavage showing, a skirt for the bottom, and a nice pearl necklace. I boarded his car, and his driver dropped me off at his office building. It seemed that I needed no introduction there. Everybody was already aware that I am someone essential. I went into his cabin and he told me to lock the doors. “Okay look. I’ve told the staff that I’m hiring a new secretary from now on. So you’ll be at my command in my office. Don’t do anything else, all the work has been taken care of by my actual secretary. If you need some time off, just tell me alright?” Wowow, I wondered. That was pretty sweet. I am pretending to be someone essential and all I gotta do is whatever he says? That’s a sweet gig.
He was typing away something on his laptop and suddenly he told me to get closer. I went towards his chair and he pulled me onto his lap. He took my top off and sucked my tits. He squeezed them harder and harder. He told me to blow him off again. I sat under the table and started to take off his pants. I blowed for about five minutes, and suddenly there was a knock on his door. He didn’t freak out. He slowly got up, put on his pants, i put on my top, and picked some files up to pretend I’m working. Once he was done with the other person, he picked me up, put me on his couch, and lay me down on my back.
“Ready?” I nodded. He took off his clothes and started thrusting his cock even harder. He fucked and fucked and fucked. He never got tired. He finished after about an hour of fucking. I was sore as hell. He was dripping with sweat.
Throughout the day, casually he would come and spank me, squeeze my tits, kiss me, hug me from behind, and finger me. I am his toy. He is my owner. I enjoy every bit of the hyper-rich lifestyle, and I enjoy every bit of being his fucktoy.

NSFW: yes

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