<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?tag=dominated%20by%20his%20boss">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="53504662" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Lauren raised a glass of champagne and smiled at Justin. “Congratulations on your promotion, sweetheart.”</p><p>She and Ben clinked their glasses and sipped their champagne as Justin watched from his knees. He’d stripped to his at his wife’s suggestion and now he waited for her instructions as she shared a toast with her bull.</p><p>“We’re going to celebrate tonight,” Lauren said before a devilish smile crossed her face. She reached out and stroked the bulge in Ben’s jeans. “Would you like that, cuckold? Would you like to celebrate your promotion tonight?”</p><p>Justin wasn’t sure what that meant, but he nodded at his wife.</p><p>“Good. Then why don’t you crawl over here and free Ben’s cock from this tight denim prison,” Lauren suggested.</p><p>Justin crawled towards his wife and her bull. He felt their eyes on him and saw the way they smiled. They clearly found it amusing that he was willing to act like a submissive pet in front of them.</p><p>“Justin’s boss has introduced him to elements of submission that I never really considered,” Lauren explained to her bull.</p><p>“Really? Like what?” Ben asked.</p><p>“She’s subjected him to regular punishments, for one. She bends him over her desk and spanks his ass while he tells her that he’s going to be a good submissive for her. She often sends him back to work with an ass so sore that it hurts to sit.”</p><p>Justin had only been at his new job for two weeks and he’d been punished almost every day. Annabelle had been clear that the punishments weren’t random, though. They were to correct small mistakes he made as he learned the ins and outs of his new job and eventually the frequency of the spankings would decrease as he learned to anticipate her needs.</p><p>As he reached up to unzip Ben’s jeans, Justin thought of the spanking he’d received the day prior. Annabelle had been particularly unhappy with the way he’d spoken to a client over the phone. She’d gotten a complaint, in fact. Justin hadn’t intended to be rude, but the client had yelled at him and he’d lost his cool. The spanking he got as a result was particularly vicious and left his ass stinging for hours.</p><p>“I can already see the difference,” Lauren said as she watched Justin unzip her bull’s pants and reach inside to pull out his cock. “He’s better behaved at home and he’s even more attentive to my needs, which I wasn’t certain was possible. It turns out, it is. It turns out that Justin can be an even better submissive husband than I trained him to be.”</p><p>Justin wrapped his lips around Ben’s cock and swallowed as much of the semi-hard shaft as he could.</p><p>Ben groaned and said, “He’s still a damn good cocksucker. You did a great job with that.”</p><p>Justin looked up to see his wife and her bull kissing. Ben’s hands moved under Lauren’s shirt and made their way to her breasts where he deftly played with her nipples and elicited moans of pleasure.</p><p>Justin felt the familiar, beautiful ache of his cock trying to get hard in its chastity cage. He felt the familiar joy of sucking cock for his wife. He felt the familiar lust of being a cuckold as he watched the woman he desperately loved completely surrender to her desire for another man.</p><p>“Fuck his throat,” Lauren said. “Make him gag.”</p><p>Ben placed a strong hand on the back of Justin’s head, looked down at the cuckold sucking his cock, and did as Lauren desired.</p><p>The big, now-erect cock pushed deep into Justin’s mouth and penetrated his throat. He gagged immediately, though he’d gotten good at enough at suppressing the reflex to let the throat fucking happen without vomiting. Soon enough his mouth was being used like a pussy. He simply stayed on his knees as the big dick moved in and out of him, stretching his lips and making a slippery mess as it gathered mucous from the back of his throat.</p><p>Lauren unbuttoned her tight jeans and pushed them down to her knees to masturbate as she watched Ben use his mouth. Justin could hear the wetness that had already formed between her legs. It filled him with a sense of submissive joy. His mouth was being used like a pussy as his wife watched and it turned her on.</p><p>“My turn,” Lauren said. “Get on your back, Justin.”</p><p>Ben pulled his cock from Justin’s mouth and he dutifully got on his back as his wife demanded. She stood over his head and then slowly sat on his face while reaching up to stroke her bull’s big cock.</p><p>“I want you to watch, Justin. Watch me suck his cock. Watch me suck the cock you got nice and hard for me,” Lauren said.</p><p>She lowered her pussy onto Justin’s mouth and wrapped her lips around her bull’s cock to pleasure him.</p><p>Justin did his part by licking his wife’s perfect, slippery cunt like he knew she desired. Because of how he was positioned, he had a perfect view of the blowjob she was giving. He watched her lips move down the bottom of Ben’s long, thick shaft. He even saw Lauren’s throat bulge a little as the big dick moved deep into her mouth.</p><p>“Will you give my cuckold a reward?” Lauren asked as she stroked her bull’s long, thick dick. “Will you give him a yummy treat as a reward for getting a promotion?”</p><p>“You know I will,” Ben said.</p><p>“Do you hear that, honey?” Lauren asked as she looked down at her pussy worshiping husband. “Ben’s going to give you a reward. Isn’t that exciting?”</p><p>Justin did his best to nod and express his happiness with his eyes. He couldn’t speak as he was completely smothered by his wife’s slippery, perfect pussy.</p><p>Lauren wrapped her lips around Ben’s big cock once again and the sounds of sucking and stroking filled the room.</p><p>When Ben’s balls tightened up and his groans grew louder and more frequent, Lauren stood up and freed Justin’s face from the smothering impact of her pussy.</p><p>“Get on your knees, honey. Get ready for your reward,” she said.</p><p>Justin swiftly moved to his knees and looked up at his wife and her bull. Lauren stroked Ben’s thick, throbbing cock just a few inches from her husband’s face and said, “Open up.”</p><p>Justin opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. He knew what his reward was going to be. He’d known all along.</p><p>“Aren’t you lucky that Ben is willing to cum in your cuckold mouth?” Lauren asked. “Aren’t you lucky that he’s willing to forgo cumming in my pussy just to give you a reward for getting a promotion?”</p><p>Justin nodded as he kept his tongue extended while Lauren stroked the head of her bull’s cock. He knew he was moments away from taking a load directly from Ben, something he’d only done a handful of times.</p><p>“Here it comes, honey,” Lauren said. “Take him in your mouth.”</p><p>Justin wrapped his lips around the head of Ben’s cock and sucked as he moved his tongue over the underside. Ben groaned and a moment later a huge shot of cum landed on Justin’s eager tongue. A dozen more followed and soon it felt like he had so much cum in his mouth that he might choke on it.</p><p>“Show me your reward,” Lauren said.</p><p>Justin opened his mouth and showed the cum that had collected on his tongue.</p><p>“Are you grateful that Ben gave you that reward, honey? Are you grateful that you got to experience the pleasure of having a real man cum in your mouth?” Lauren asked.</p><p>Justin nodded as he held his mouth open. His tongue was bathed in the salty sweetness of another man’s cum. His cock ached in its cage. He was dripping precum. Best of all, he was firmly ensconced in subspace.</p><p>“You may swallow your reward,” Lauren said.</p><p>Justin closed his mouth and swallowed the seed that Ben had given him. It slid down his throat, leaving a thin coating and a delicious aftertaste in its wake.</p><p>“Thank you for cumming in my mouth,” Justin said.</p><p>“You’re welcome,” Ben replied.</p><p>“Please prepare the bedroom for us,” Lauren said. “Ben will be staying the night, so when you’re finished you may prepare the guest room for your use.”</p><p>Justin stood up and headed towards the bedroom with the taste of cum still strong in his mouth. He liked having a job to do, even if that job was the same as a maid at an expensive hotel. He was going to do it well, though, and then he’d get the reward of knowing that his wife was spending the night in another man’s arms while he slept alone in the guest room.</p><p><br></p><p>“Justin, would you please join me in my office,” Annabelle said through the speakerphone.</p><p>Justin stood up and smiled. His heart pounded a little. Something interesting almost always happened when Annabelle called him into her office.</p><p>“What can I do for you?” Justin asked as he closed the door behind him.</p><p>Annabelle smiled and beckoned him closer as she gestured to the pair of black slacks draped over the back of a chair.</p><p>“I’d like to make a small adjustment to how you dress for work, Justin,” she said.</p><p>The slacks looked expensive and rather elegant as Justin admired them. “Of course,” he said. “Whatever you want.”</p><p>“Good,” Annabelle said as she gestured to the slacks. “Please put those on.”</p><p>Justin slipped off his shoes and took off the pants he’d worn to work that morning. He picked up the black slacks and was momentarily struck by utter confusion.</p><p>“Wait, why is the zipper in the back?” he asked as he held the slacks up and examined them.</p><p>“Why do you think, Justin?” Annabelle asked.</p><p>He looked to his boss and then back at the pants. It took a few moments, but eventually it dawned on him.</p><p>“These are women’s slacks,” he said.</p><p>Annabelle smiled and came out from behind her desk. She reached out and her fingers danced over Justin’s panty clad ass before moving around front to play with his locked cock.</p><p>“It’s true that those pants are designed for women, Justin, but that doesn’t mean only women can wear them. Men can look good in them too, especially men whose cocks form a rather low profile like yours. In your cage you barely register as more than a little lump, so these pants will look perfect on you,” she said.</p><p>Annabelle caressed Justin’s balls through his lace panties and placed the gentlest kiss on the soft, exposed skin of his neck and that was all it took to convince him.</p><p>Justin unzipped the pants and stepped into them as his boss stepped back. He pulled them up and immediately noticed the snug fit around his crotch. He looked down and saw a small, barely perceptible bump where the material pressed against his locked cock.</p><p>“Turn around for me,” Annabelle said. “Model your new pants.”</p><p>Justin spun around as his boss instructed. The smile on her face brought him an intense kind of submissive joy.</p><p>“They look beautiful on you, Justin,” she said. “I expect you to go shopping after work to pick up a handful of new pairs. Don’t be afraid to expand beyond the typical office color palette, either. Try something a little more colorful.”</p><p>“Yes, ma’am,” Justin replied.</p><p>Annabelle stepped closer and grabbed Justin’s ass with two hands.</p><p>“It turns me on when you’re a good boy,” she said. “It’s so nice to have an obedient assistant again.”</p><p>“Thank you, Annabelle. I can’t explain how much it thrills me to serve you at work. And thank you for buying me these pants. They’re beautiful and they feel so much better than I thought they would,” he said.</p><p>“I know they do, Justin. They’re perfect for a man like you. They fit what you are so much better than a typical pair of pants designed for men, don’t you think?” she asked.</p><p>Justin nodded. He knew what she was saying even though she hadn’t come right out and said it. He knew she was implying that he was less than a man, and she was right. He regularly sucked cock for his wife. He spent most of his life in panties and chastity. He hadn’t fucked his wife in a long, long time. He happily let his boss spank him to punish his work mistakes. It was clear that he was an atypical man, to be certain, and less than a man in the eyes of many. It made him happy to have something as simple as a piece of clothing help reinforce that notion.</p><p>“Yes, Annabelle, they’re perfect for me,” he said. “Thank you for seeing that. Thank you for showing me just how perfect they are.”</p><p>Annabelle returned behind her desk and sat in her chair. “It’s time for you to worship me,” she said.</p><p>Justin moved behind the desk and dropped to his knees as Annabelle pulled up her skirt and pulled aside her panties. She presented Justin with her perfect pussy and he leaned forward to worship her.</p><p>His tongue pushed into her wetness and he gently licked and sucked on her labia before turning his attention to her clit.</p><p>“That’s a good boy,” Annabelle said. “Eat my pussy. Make me cum. Serve your boss’s needs.”</p><p>Justin did as he was told and he did so gleefully. He served Annabelle’s needs because in that moment nothing made him happier or filled him with a deeper sense of satisfaction than ensuring that she was happy.</p><p>As Annabelle neared her orgasm she held Justin’s head with both hands and pulled him closer. She smothered him with her pussy while his tongue worked her clit. Her thighs began to tremble and she closed them around his head moments before unleashing a loud, low moan and having a beautiful orgasm.</p><p>“Thank you, my beautiful secretary,” Annabelle said with a hazy, post-orgasmic smile on her face.</p><p>Justin felt a small thrill at being called beautiful, though he wasn’t sure why.</p><p>“It was my pleasure, as always,” he said.</p><p>“Good. You may return to your desk. I’m going to email your wife to let her know about the wardrobe changes. Perhaps she’ll be kind enough to go shopping with you to ensure you pick out the right pants to look good for your boss,” she said.</p><p>Justin smiled as he stood up and moved towards the door. “That would be wonderful,” he replied.</p><p>Justin liked the idea of looking good for his boss. It felt old school, like he’d traveled to a time when a secretary was hired based on attractiveness and little else. He wanted to look good for Annabelle, though. He wanted her to see him and be filled with a desire to use him. He wanted her to be proud of her secretary.</p><p>Thankfully, it seemed as though Annabelle had every intention of ensuring that was the case.</p>