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I am naturally submissive and get along best with dominant men, so I snuck "natural sub" into my online dating profile. Within a week, I have 700 messages! Quite a lot of attention, but quite a lot lost.

He sends me a message. I don't notice it. It's innocent, "Love that you play sports and love that you're a sub."

He sends another message a few days later. "You keep coming up in my search results. You should get back to me. I'll allow you an opportunity to prove how submissive you are."

Okay now he's caught my eye. He's cute in his pictures.

Let's meet for lunch.

He says, "I'm not telling you my name. You have to call me sir."

We both work in the middle of one of the biggest cities in the US. We meet at a shopping mall for a short first date over lunch. His pictures don't do him justice. He's not cute; he's hot as fuck. Great conversation over food and then we start to wander the stores.

He tries on pants. "How does my butt look in these?" Pretty damn good sir. We're crammed between two pant racks, and he suddenly spanks my ass. I don't know if I'm more shocked or aroused.

In another store, he massages my shoulders. Holy fuck sir.

He has to run, conference call at work. "Let me drive you to your car." As I'm climbing into the passenger seat of his truck, he grabs my hips, turns me around and grabs my ass. "Good girl." At this point I’d fuck him in the back seat of his truck if he asked me to.

We arrive at my car, he comes out to walk me over. My purse has left a red mark on my neck. "Let me help you with that." He begins to kiss my neck. Next thing you know we're standing in the middle of this parking lot making out like teenagers.

Sitting at work in the afternoon, I'm completely useless. I can't stop thinking about him.

He texts me: "My office will be empty around 5."

I reply: "You can meet me in my neighborhood if you'd like today, walking distance from bars to my apartment."

He texts back: "My office address is 111 Xyz."

I pull up around 5. He pokes his head out, motions for me to be silent and follow him. Apparently the office wasn't empty yet. We silently walk upstairs.

He brings me into his office and shuts the door. He kisses me again.

He walks around to behind his desk and sits in his chair. His cock is hard and pressing into his dress pants.

"Turn around. Sit down."

I sit on his lap, my back towards him.

"Do you like being my playtoy in my office?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir."

"Good girl."

His hands are wandering now, everywhere. He slides one into my jeans and starts rubbing my clit.

"You have to follow this rule. If you're going to cum you have to yell out."

"Yes sir."

"What's the rule?"

"If I'm going to cum I have to yell out."

"Good girl."

He stands me up and faces me. Kisses me again as I reach out and grab his cock through his pants.

"Is there something you want?"

"Yes, your cock."

"Where do you want it?"

"Everywhere."

"Get on your knees."

I’m worshipping that cock at this point. Such a delightfully hard cock. He grabs it, points to his balls, "Lick." I obey.

Sucking him turns me on so much I am literally dripping. He notices.

After worshipping his cock a while longer, he brushes aside the papers on his desk and tells me to bend over it. I obey.

"Such a cute little pussy." He buries his face in me. By now I am aching for his cock.

He stands up and as I’m watching he slides his cock under me to where I can see it.

"What do you want?"

"Your cock."

"Beg for it."

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Please I want your cock."

He drives into me. Hard. I’m making a conscious effort to not cry out to where his coworkers can hear. I’m grabbing the end of the desk as he pounds me from behind.

He stops and tells me to not move. He pulls his pants back up and walks out to check if his coworkers are still in the office downstairs. They are.

He comes back in the office and I’m still bent over the desk, as instructed. He tells me to stand up.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir."

"Well come and take it then." He sits back down in the chair.

As I ride him, he grabs my hair and forces me to look him straight in the eyes. "You’re so beautiful."

He asks, "You would've fucked me in that parking lot, wouldn't you have?"

"Yes."

"You wanted to fuck me the moment you saw me, didn't you?"

"Yes sir."

He grabs my legs and stands up, and with my arms wrapped around his neck he fucks me standing up, holding my legs at his waist.

He lays me back on the desk, facing up this time. He bends over me and looks me straight in the eyes. "You have such beautiful eyes. Such a good girl." His eyes are gorgeous, and alive with hunger. Again, he drives into me. Hard.

He can’t take much longer. He pulls out and cums all over my stomach and chest.

As I’m putting on my glasses for us to walk out, the cleaning crew arrives. Finished just in time.