I Was Hired to Obey (BBW, Billionaire, Submissive)

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I never expected to get a call about a job opening up at a highly prestigious office for a cleaning woman. The whole thing feels too good to be true! Someone said that there are other duties aside from cleaning, though. I wonder what those will turn out to be...

Disclaimer: This 4000+ word erotic ebook contains graphic descriptions of consensual sex between adults, and includes a busty woman performing acts on strangers, a threesome on a desk, and dominant and submissive partners. Intended for mature (18+) audiences.

Excerpt:

The men's restroom was elaborately trimmed in oak, studded leather on the walls behind the urinals and gold-plated hardware. My instructions were to scrub every square inch of the dark, polished marble floors and counters. I glanced under the stall doors and didn't see anyone using the facilities, so I got to my knees with my bucket and brush, pulled on the long rubber gloves, and got to work.

After only a few minutes, I heard the door open behind me. I could surmise I was not supposed to make eye-contact with anyone—unless ordered otherwise, of course—and tried my best to keep my head down, but I could see a tall black man in a crisp gray suit and amethyst tie walk into the room. He didn't so much as glance at me bent over on the floor as he went right up to the urinal. I tried to keep working my brush along the marble tiles in front of the sinks but couldn't as I heard him unzip and then heard the sound of him taking out his cock and emptying his bladder. It felt oddly intimate to be near someone using the facilities so casually right near me but at the same time I understood that my presence in the room was like that of the faucet or the towels—I was merely part of the furniture.

I raised my head just a little to watch the man finish out of the corner of my eye. When he reached his hand up and flushed, I quickly shifted my attention back to the floor. I could hear his sharp shoes clacking on the floor, and he came right in my direction. I tried not to look but couldn't help see that he hadn't replaced his cock in his zipper. Even flaccid it was long, thick, and darker than any I'd ever seen.
The head was like a cannonball. Without a word he stepped up to me, his cock resting on my cheek, and he commanded, "Open up."

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