As my story opens I was putting the final touches on a blow job and fuck from my secretary, and in typical Ed “Bruiser” Smith style, I was rubbing my soiled cock in my secretary’s face with commands to lick it clean. Helen was in tears, as usual, but that was just music to my ears. At 6’3″ and 235 lbs I intimidated most men, let alone weak, whimpering bitches, and I loved nothing better than slapping women around and using them sexually. Today was just a typical occurrence for me, and Helen, as she was just one of many women who worked for me and took turns suffering my abuse and servicing my sexual needs.

As the owner of a secretarial service that employed all women I was like a kid in a candy shop who didn’t know where to start, and certainly knew even less where to stop. I was the only man in the office and ruled with an iron fist. My female bitches belonged to me and served me out of fear and awe.

As we finished our little escapade, which I know was a lot more fun for me than her, I grabbed her by the hair, threw her to the floor and told her to get back to the work and get the fuck out of my office. Grabbing her clothes, she ran half naked and sobbing back into the office area where I kept my women workers, like a stable of harem slaves waiting for their lord and master to select one for his pleasure. While a half naked woman running out of her boss’s office might be a shock in other environments, it was fairly normal in my empire, and others were just happy that it wasn’t them. As I tidied myself, Bobbi another of my workers buzzed me on the intercom and told me I had a woman waiting to interview for a vacant office manager position. I told her to bring the cunt in and I would talk to her now.
Within seconds Bobbi opened the door, accompanied by the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. At 5’10″ tall she was built like an hourglass, with never ending curves, and ebony brown skin that glistened and was as smooth as porcelain. Her body and muscles were taut, tight, and perfectly proportioned, and exuded both strength and athleticism, as well as overwhelming sensuality and sexuality. In addition, she had tits the size of grapefruits and an ass that could engulf your entire head if she sat on your face, which hopefully would be in the near future. Her face was chiseled to perfection and had just enough makeup to make you drool with desire. Adding to her overall sexual allure was a skin tight one piece dress that was cutoff at mid-thigh and supported on her broad shoulders by two thin straps. Add open toed black patent leather stiletto heels, sheer black nylons, a black afro, perfume that made you high as a kite, and long finger nails painted a fire engine red and you had the perfect woman. Now we just had to test her obedience and her ability to give a good blow job.
In typical “bruiser” style and with the class my bitches have come to expect, I said:
“You are one fine piece of ass, Miss. I am sure you will do just fine here if your cunt is as big as your mouth. With your looks and body we will have one fine time together and maybe if you’re lucky you’ll even get to accompany me home and get to enjoy me in bed.”
For some odd reason, Bobbi just snickered and giggled as my new black toy laid a big black valise on the floor beside her chair and sat down at a chair beside my desk. As she took her seat like I commanded she crossed her legs, slowly, sensually, and teasingly. As she did, her skirt raised even higher on her thighs and those firm, hard, muscular limbs were flaunted even more than before. In addition, the tops of her stockings and the snaps from her garter were now exposed for public display. Rubbing her feminine, long fingers up and down her upper thighs and the hem on her dress, in a feeble attempt to make believe she was just trying to straighten her dress and stockings, made my cock harden in eager anticipation. She knew exactly what she was doing, turning me on unbelievably, and I was enjoying every moment of it. Turning to Bobbi, I said:
“What the fuck are you laughing at bitch. Now get your ass out of here and go do some typing before I bitch slap you and kick your fucking ass. That’s all you are good for anyway, except a good blow job and a sloppy fuck. Now scoot like a good little girl so me and Aunt Jemima can get better acquainted.”
With that Bobbi backed out of the room, giggling and snickering all the way. I now had time to rest my eyes on my new employee and boy did I love what I saw. All I could think about was putting my engorged cock in her cunt and riding her all afternoon, but first I sat down and said:
“Hey Chocolate Bunny, get me a cup of coffee like a good little girl and if you do a good job with that assignment you may just get the job. Add little a sugar, obedience, and a good blow job and you may just work out.”
The fucking cunt, however, just sat there staring me down acting like she was my equal and then she got up walked over to me and sat on my lap, crossed her legs again, and put her arm around my neck. By now I was going crazy with desire and just the mere touch of her bountiful bottom on my crotch almost made me come. For added emphasis and effect, she rubbed her ass back and forth over my crotch, and even bounced up and down to really give my cock a workout. She gave me a few kisses on my cheek and in a sexy voice whispered in my ear:
“Don’t you even want to know my name Mr. Boss. Let’s get to know each other better first. You are just so sexy and manly I can’t hold myself. You may call me Goddess Diane and I will call you my Fido, like the good little pooch you are going to become or should I call you Edwina for the castrated male you are destined to be. What do you think Hercules.”

Obviously these words shocked me for their brazenness and despite my yearning to take her as quickly as possible, I could see she needed a little lesson.
“Why you fucking bitch. Who do you think you’re talking to cunt. You obviously need a good fucking beating before I shove my cock in your mouth. When I get finished with you, you can call me King Stud and I’ll just call you slut for the whore you are destined to become or are you already a whore, dumb fuck.”
Before I could get up, however, to throw her off my lap she gave me a quick kiss on my lips and then tightened her grip around my neck and locked my head in a crushing viselike headlock. Pulling my face into her bosom and smothering me between her tits, she said:
“You really are one dumb, fucking, poor excuse for a man. Aren’t you Fido? I see you need a lesson in how to treat a woman, especially a woman who is going to break your body, then break your will, and who is going to make you a fucking sissy whore to be fucked by every woman in this office. You’ve done fucked with the wrong woman and the last woman you are ever going to fuck with. You are mine Fido, body and soul. Your new job in this office will be to crouch beneath my gorgeous body, head between my legs, tongue in my pussy, eating me out all day. When I tire of that you will be the new office boy servicing and taking orders from every woman in this office. At night you will live with me as my new maid Edwina and as the good bitch you are I will fuck you and beat you till you will wish you were dead.”
During her entire speech I struggled to free myself, but her arms were like pillars of steel that wouldn’t budge and I began to tremble in shock because of the shocking new experience of a woman with extraordinary spunk and surprising strength. As she tightened her grip, the definition and size of her muscles just exploded and engulfed my head. However, I still maintained the confidence she would eventually succumb to my superior strength. After all, although she was a superior female specimen, she was still just a cunt. Finally, she gave me several short sharp punches to the top of my head with her free arm. I could do nothing to stop her and felt helpless in her arms, pinned beneath her ass as she sat on my lap.
After just enough punches to enrage me, but not enough to do any real damage, she released her grip on my head and in what seemed like total disdain for my overwhelming strength stood up and casually walked away from me. By now, though, I was seeing red and could think of nothing else but beating the shit out of this uppity nigger bitch. However, she acted unconcerned and almost ignored me as she walked over to my door and locked it. Turning around to face me again, she said:
“I think we need a little privacy Fido for your first set of lessons in obedience. We don’t want you running away from little old Chocolate Bunny till you received every last bit of punishment coming to you. We all know what a sniveling coward you are and how you have terrorized your female employees, but now it’s time to pay your penance many times over. By the way Fido, just in case you are wondering I know all your sins. I was asked by your employees to come in and literally take over the business, but not till I taught you a lesson you will never forget. The part about you becoming my live-in slave and bitch, however, is my own ideal, and a fringe benefit so to speak. The timing for me was perfect since I was getting tired of my last she-male whore and I was ready for some new meat, and you are it. Also, one last thing before I kick and fuck your ass, your Chocolate Bunny crack is going to earn you an extra beating so don’t even bother to beg for mercy.”