Boss Girls Productions - Humiliated by the female boss

She invites him into her office with what can only be described as a predatory smirk on her face. He enters hesitantly, unsure of what awaits him behind that ominous wooden door. He's always been intimidated by her imposing figure - tall, curvy, and entirely dominating. As he approaches her desk, he feels a knot growing in his stomach. He knows he's in trouble, but he never could have imagined it would be this bad. "Sit down," she commands, nodding towards the chair in front of her desk. He does as he's told, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum. He can feel the blood rushing to his groin, making his cock stand at attention. Boss Mercedes chuckles darkly, reaching beneath her desk. He tenses, not knowing what she's doing, but feeling strangely aroused despite the danger that hangs in the air. "Relax," she says, her voice dripping with venom. She pulls out a black leather strap-on dildo, the size of a small horse cock, and his world comes crashing down around him. His face goes pale, and he feels like he might puke. But he knows there's no escape; he's trapped here, at the mercy of this cruel bitch. "Today," she continues, "you will learn your place. You're nothing but my bitch, and I'm going to make sure you know it." She straddles his lap, grinding her crotch against his face. He whimpers in protest, trying to resist, but he's helpless against her weight and power. She grabs fistfuls of his hair, pulling his head back as she lines up the monstrous phallus at the entrance to his gaping mouth. With a savage thrust, she forces the cock into his throat, plowing him like a sow. He gags, choking on the thick rubbery shaft, his eyes bulging in terror. But still, he can't help but feel an insane, perverse pleasure as he's used and abused by his cruel boss. The sensation of being utterly dominated, of being nothing more than a sex toy to her, fills him with a twisted sort of arousal. "That's it," she croons, her breath hot on his ear. "Take it, you disgusting little creep. Show me how much you love being my bitch." She begins to ride him, fucking his face like a dirty little slut. He tries to resist, but her weight is too much for him to bear. The lewd smacking sounds of their bodies colliding echo through the room, filling him with shame and desire all at once. How could he have ever thought he could please this woman? He's nothing but a pathetic lap dog to her, and yet, he can't help but crave her abuse. As she continues to fuck his face, grinding her hips into his mouth, he finds himself growing hard once again. He hates himself for it, but the feeling of her warmth wrapped around his cock is too much to resist. Boss Mercedes senses his arousal, and it only fuels her cruelty. She digs her nails into his scalp, drawing blood, as she rides him harder. He tries to scream, but the cock in his throat muffles his cries. He feels like he's going to pass out from the sheer force of it all. But even as he begs for mercy, he knows that this is his punishment, and he has no one to blame but himself.