He brings the free use secretary a coffee as the day begins, that’s the first surprising thing about the new guy. The rest of the men just ignore her as usual. It might be a special team building day, with a more relaxed approach than in the office, but not much has changed for the free use secretary. She’s wearing a loose v-neck sweater and jeans that hug her arse rather than her standard short-skirt-and-white-blouse combo, but she’s still in the same role: silent, compliant. She’ll take notes on the day’s sessions, organise refreshments and logistics, but her primary task is – as always – to be available for free use. So the boss can grope and fuck her whenever he feels like it.

Note that this is a wank fantasy, like with all the other posts in the free use secretary series. It contains degradation, humiliation, rampant misogyny, free use (obvs) and other things that turn me on in erotic stories but which would be abhorrent in real life. It is porn, not an instruction manual. And honestly, although there’s consent here I do think this is the basest one I’ve written so far and if dubcon/noncon doesn’t do it for you then the beats of this will almost certainly put you off too so don’t read on if that’s likely to distress you. Next week there’ll be a part 7, and it’ll be the final one in the series. Subscribe for updates because I’m gleefully excited about it. 

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This super hot story about fucking the boss is written and read by Robyn, of RobynEatsEverything.

“I’ve always thought your tits would be great to fuck.” His breath is hot in my ear as he whispers this; hot with North London beer, fags, and arrogance.

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This gorgeous piece of erotica about watching someone and being watched absolutely crackles with anticipation. It is written by the fabulous mudkri, and originally appeared on her website. 

I like pencils. Real old-fashioned HB pencils. Pencils that go in the crank sharpener. Pencils that grind into the perfect point. Pencils that give a crisp ‘tick’ on a piece of paper. None of this mechanical pencil stuff. A mechanical pencil is not going to hold up your hair in the middle of the day. Only a sturdy and reliable pencil will do. Pencils are sexy.

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I wrote this sexy email exchange in October 2014 – ten whole years ago. My reasons for writing it are lost in the mists of time, but I half-remember that it was a product of a conversation with a fellow erotic writer, with whom I’d spoken about the idea of short, horny radio plays (this was a bit before the start of the audio porn boom), and the fact that at the time I was really into sending things like this to my partner while he was working to see if I could hype him up enough to fuck my face the second he came home. I dug it out a couple of years ago when doing a recording session with my good pal and sexy-voiced angel Luke (aka Beardynoise), thinking it might be fun to read a piece together. 

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I don’t always ask guest bloggers this question, but I do usually like it if they tell me: is this story true, or a fantasy? I am happy to publish both: fantasies are often a super hot insight into the detail of people’s kinks, even if they can’t be fulfilled in real life. But I’m not ashamed to tell you that I have a penchant for the truth. I enjoy being the one who gets to hear people’s red hot fuckbrags. I like revelling in the knowledge that when someone’s writing something especially filthy, that thing actually happened to them in real life. Anyway. Today’s absolutely incredible femdom office teasing story pressed so many of my buttons, and so many of the buttons that subby men I’ve known in the past had too, that I had to ask him if it was true. You’ll probably be as horny as I was to know that the answer is ‘yes.’ Huge thanks to the lovely (and very good) anonymous writer. Enjoy.

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