Chapter 3: All Aboard the MJ Express

On Monday morning, MJ woke up with a new sense of confidence and a hunger for more adventures with Jameson. She got dressed in one of the outfits he had picked out for her – a silver skirt, clear white stockings, and fierce looking silver pumps that made her feel like a powerful sex goddess.

As she arrived at work, MJ couldn’t wait to see Jameson and show off her new outfit. She knocked on the door before entering and saw Jonah sitting at his desk enjoying his breakfast.

“Good morning Mr. Jameson, Daddy,” MJ greeted him with a smile.

“Morning MJ,” he replied, not even bothering to look up from his food.

MJ felt slightly annoyed by his lack of attention but then remembered that she was just there to drop off some papers. She handed them over to him and was about to turn around when Jonah suddenly spoke up.

“Oh, and MJ?” he said, causing her to pause and turn back towards him. “I have something for you.”

Intrigued, MJ walked closer to his desk as he pulled out his cock from under the tablecloth. Without hesitation, she dropped down onto her knees and crawled under Jameson’s desk. This had become a normal ritual between them – she would give him oral pleasure while he ate breakfast or worked at his computer.

MJ smirked seductively. She aggressively took Jonah’s cock into her mouth and began sucking and stroking it with practiced skill. As she pleasured him, she couldn’t help but think about Jameson watching her right now. The thought turned her on even more – knowing that he was getting off on seeing her please another man.

Just as Jameson reached climax and released into MJ’s mouth, the door opened suddenly. Darlene entered the room without warning, causing both Jonah and MJ to freeze in shock.

“Sorry guys,” Darlene said with a laugh as she noticed MJ’s silver heels sticking out from the desk. MJ was beet red as she slowly swallowed Jonah’s cum.

“The Fisk lawsuit had discovery due this week and I wanted to see if you could spare some extra hands.” Darlene said.

As Darlene left the room, Jameson walked in with a sly smirk on his face. He had sensed that he would not have MJ’s company for the rest of the day and he wanted to make sure she was properly satisfied before sending her off to help with the Fisk lawsuit discovery.

“Darlene just came in and asked for some extra hands,” Jameson said casually as he leaned against desk.

MJ felt her heart racing as she realized that Darlene had just witnessed her giving oral pleasure to Jonah. She knew he enjoyed watching her with other men, but it still made her nervous to know that he was there.

“Sure, I will send MJ over as soon as she’s done here,” Jameson continued, his eyes never leaving MJ’s flushed face.

Darlene chuckled from behind her coffee cup. “Looks like you’ll have your hands full today, MJ,” he teased.

MJ could feel the heat rising in her cheeks and between her legs. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was by the thought of being used by Jameson. She quickly finished cleaning up Jameson’s cum and stood up, wobbling slightly on her tall high heels. But before she could fulfill his request she was stopped.

Jameson grabbed her hand and pulled her towards his office without another word. As soon as they were inside, he pushed her roughly against his desk and began kissing her passionately. His hands roamed over every inch of her body – from the curve of her waist to the swell of her breasts – before finally reaching between her legs.

MJ moaned loudly as Jameson expertly rubbed circles around her clit, making it throb with pleasure. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with each touch, completely lost in the moment.

“Turn around,” Jameson commanded, lifting MJ up onto his desk.

She did as she was told, placing herself on all fours with her ass in the air. Jameson wasted no time in pulling down her panties and thrusting deep inside.

As Jameson thrust into MJ from behind, his hips smacked against her ass with a loud and satisfying clap. The sound echoed throughout the office, adding to the intense pleasure coursing through MJ’s body.

But Jameson wasn’t satisfied with just the sound of their bodies colliding. He wanted more. He wanted to hear MJ’s moans and screams, begging for him to give her more. So he raised his hand and brought it down hard on her exposed ass, leaving a red mark in its wake.

“Fuck!” MJ cried out as she felt a mix of pain and pleasure shoot through her body. She loved being dominated by Jameson, it drove her wild with desire.

Jameson continued to spank her, each one harder than the last. As he did so, he whispered degrading names in her ear – slut, whore, his little fucktoy – sending shivers of excitement down MJ’s spine.

“You’re my dirty little bitch, aren’t you?” Jameson asked between spanks.

“Y-Yes, Daddy Oh shit!” MJ gasped out as she panted heavily. “I’m your dirty little bitch.”

“And who do you belong to?”

“You, Daddy” MJ moaned as she felt Jameson’s thrusts becoming faster and more erratic.

“That’s right,” Jameson growled before leaning down and sinking his teeth into the nape of MJ’s neck.

The mix of pain and pleasure was overwhelming for MJ as she felt herself nearing the edge. She could feel her walls clenching around Jameson’s cock as he continued to pound into her relentlessly.

“Say my name,” Jameson demanded as his hand gripped onto MJ’s hair, pulling slightly.

“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! I-I love your cock,” MJ panted out desperately. “I love it inside me.”

“Faster,” Jameson commanded before picking up the pace even more.

MJ couldn’t hold back any longer as she came undone, screaming out Jameson’s name repeatedly. His thrusts became primal.

He clawed at her hips as her orgasm took him, and he followed not long after, roaring out her name as he came inside her.

As she caught her breath, MJ felt Jameson pull out and slowly guide her off the desk. He helped her straighten her clothes, his fingers lingering on the sensitive skin of her thighs.

“You’re my naughty Lil’ slut, aren’t you?” he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

“Yes, Daddy,” she replied softly in her sex-kitten voice, blushing with arousal at her own words, her eyes locked on him as she felt a wave of submission wash over her.

Jameson smirked at her confession. “Then you better go help Darlene with that lawsuit. I expect you to use your skills to make sure she has EVERYTHING, we win. Anything she needs to help us she gets, understand?”

MJ nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of adrenaline at what other surprises Jameson had for her. She was addicted to the non-stop play from her tormenter, although if she were being truthful, he stopped being that now. This was different.

“Oh, and MJ, you follow Darlene’s orders like they are mine. You will do everything she tells you.” Jameson said shooing MJ away with a grin on his face.

MJ legs wobbled on her silver heels as she made her way over to Darlene’s office. She still had her bosses cum in her thighs and her legs felt like jelly. She felt flush but continued anyway. MJ expected there to be a handful of other workers there. She was shocked when it was just Darlene Rasmussen.

Darlene smirked as she appraised MJ’s outfit, keeping quiet as MJ started to get uncomfortable at the silence.

“Welcome Slut” Darlene said in a bitchy voice. “Did you enjoy your breakfast?”

MJ wanted to go somewhere and die, she knew that she was giving Jameson a blowjob this morning.

MJ felt her cheeks flush as she remembered the events of that morning, and she could feel Darlene’s eyes on her, almost like she was reading her thoughts.

“I see you’re still thinking about Jameson,” Darlene said with a smirk. “Well, let me bring you back to reality.”

MJ gulped nervously as Darlene handed her a file. “I need this sorted and organized by tomorrow,” she said firmly.

But instead of walking away, Darlene grabbed MJ’s arm and pulled her closer to her desk. “But first, I need some stress relief, after all your duties do not go away just because I am not a man, slut.” she said with a sly grin. The way she said it, dipped with equal parts, primal lust, disdain, and superiority. It hooked MJ on the spot to Darlene’s attention.

MJ’s heart started racing as she realized what was happening. She had always known that Darlene had a dominant side, but she never thought it would be directed at her.

“Kneel,” Darlene commanded, gesturing towards the floor in front of her.

Without hesitation, MJ dropped to her knees in front of Darlene’s desk. She could feel the cool wood against her skin as she waited for further instructions.

“Now give me a foot massage,” Darlene ordered, lifting one foot and placing it on MJ’s lap.

MJ began to massage the foot, trying to ignore the fact that she was basically being dominated by another woman in the middle of their office. But despite her initial discomfort, MJ found herself getting increasingly turned on by the situation.

Darlene let out a satisfied sigh as MJ worked out all the tension in her foot. “Not bad for Jonah’s fucktoy, perhaps we can expand your skillset. I know my friends in legal would like a new project. Fuck, I am getting wet just thinking about it.” she commented casually.

MJ felt a surge of arousal at being called a slut again, remembering Jameson’s words from earlier that day. She couldn’t believe how easily they had slipped into this dynamic with each other.

As MJ finished with one foot and moved onto the next, Darlene leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

“You know what else would relieve some stress, pet? Giving you a little taste of pussy.”

MJ’s head snapped up, surprised like a deer in headlights.

MJ’s heart raced as she processed Darlene’s words.

“Oh my, I have seen that look, what you think you would only please men all your life, slut”. She looked down at her, “Don’t worry if you have not done it before, or not experienced. Consider this on the job training, start down there and go up, suckle slowly.”

Without saying a word, MJ leaned forward and began to kiss and lick Darlene’s ankle, slowly making her way up her leg. She could feel Darlene’s eyes on her, watching every movement intently.

“Keep going,” Darlene commanded, shifting in her seat slightly. MJ obeyed, moving up to Darlene’s thighs and planting kisses all over them.

“Now get between my legs,” Darlene said firmly. MJ hesitated for a moment, unsure if she was ready for this. But then she remembered that this was what she wanted, to be dominated and controlled by someone else, and she quickly positioned herself between Darlene’s thighs.

With no warning, Darlene grabbed onto MJ’s hair and pulled her into her wet heat. “Lick!” she demanded harshly.

MJ needed no further encouragement as she eagerly began to lick and suck at Darlene’s pussy. She could taste the tangy sweetness of her juices and it only fueled her desire even more.

But Darlene wasn’t satisfied with just being pleasured; she wanted to humiliate and dominate MJ even further. “You’re such a dirty slut, aren’t you? Licking your superior’s pussy like a good little pet,” she taunted.

MJ moaned in response, feeling both embarrassed and turned on by the degrading words. She couldn’t believe how much she enjoyed being under someone else’s control.

Darlene continued to push MJ further with each passing moment, ordering her to use her tongue in different ways until she finally reached climax. Afterward, they both sat in silence for a few moments as they caught their breaths.

“That was amazing,” Darlene finally spoke up, breaking the silence.

MJ looked up at her boss, feeling a mix of emotions. She was embarrassed, turned on, and confused.

I have never been with a woman before.” MJ admitted surprised, her head spinning trying to wrap her head around what just happened.