We’re rivalling lawyers at the same law firm. And you’re paying me a visit late at night in my office, wearing an inconspicuous coat. See, we might be rivals. But I’ve to admit, we are not equals: You are brilliant. Clients love you. Judges adore you. Juries eat out of your hand. And I am, well let’s say mediocre at best. Inferior, if we’re being honest. But still, my old boys' network makes me a threat to your partnership ambitions. So you came up with an idea: Do I remember that one case that seemed impossible to win? Where the other side had that star witness who suddenly broke down, helpin...

We’re rivalling lawyers at the same law firm. And you’re paying me a visit late at night in my office, wearing an inconspicuous coat. See, we might be rivals. But I’ve to admit, we are not equals: You are brilliant. Clients love you. Judges adore you. Juries eat out of your hand. And I am, well let’s say mediocre at best. Inferior, if we’re being honest. But still, my old boys' network makes me a threat to your partnership ambitions. So you came up with an idea: Do I remember that one case that seemed impossible to win? Where the other side had that star witness who suddenly broke down, helping you to win in court after all? Well, that was after you paid that witness a visit just like you’re paying me now. Because you noticed that – just like me – that witness always got a little boner when seeing you. And you told him the same thing you’re telling me right now: Prepare yourself, because you have only 10 seconds of sanity left. Then you drop your coat and reveal the spectacular corset that you wore in the beta boyfriend in the corner clip. Then I’m putty in your hands: You order me to drop my pants. Tell me you knew that an inferior guy like me would also have an inferior little dick. Make me kneel down and grab my cock. That’s the proper place: On the ground at your feet, cock in hand. I may stroke but I may not cum without your permission. And to be allowed to keep stroking, I must tell you all my dirty fantasies and secrets. We’ll see where that gets us. 07/05/2020 6:55am [Pt 2: later] Wow, that were some interesting revelations. Unfortunately I’m not able to spill any more, because I’m now at that point where I lost my ability to speak. I can only utter grunts and pathetic squeals. You love it. And the secrets that you already recorded are enough to control me for the rest of my life. Your partnership is secure. But you’re quite sure that you will also use some of the stuff to have some fun. Like combining two of my greatest fears: The one of becoming an anal cuckold, having to watch my pretty gf taking someone else’s huge cock in the ass, getting stretched out so much - and enjoying it. With the one of being to do gay stuff”. Yeah, you know a guy who might be interested in using me as a fluffer before fucking her. And as a cock cleaner that has to lick her ass juices off. In fact you know a whole bunch of guys that’d have a ton of fun using both of our holes. You’ll definitely think about it. You’ll also think about that fantasy where you bend squealing me over a desk and fuck my ass with the largest strap-on that you can find. It somehow seems appropriate. But for now: You’ll go home and enjoy some well-deserved rest. I’ll go on stroking with the thought of you in your spectacular outfit in my mind. I’ll keep going until I hear the first secretaries arrive in the morning. Then – and only then – will I spill my load on the floor. And lick it up with my tongue. Let’s hope that I’m fast enough so nobody catches me.