"You left a mess," he pointed. I dropped back to my knees and licked the cum off the floor, just one more act of submissive slut humiliation to add to...my growing portfolio. "See you tomorrow, slut," he said. "Yes, sir," I nodded, again showing my submissive nature, literally unable to show even the hint of strength once my natural submissiveness awoke. When I left his office, there was a Cuban janitor looking right at me, a janitor I had never treated very well because of my dislike for Cubans.. . The smell of a real man", he always thought to himself.You might think it was just about.. a man smoking in a late night, but it's more than you might think. To Jeff, it was the biggest celebration. A celebration of being a grown 35 man.. a celebration of having a good job, with good salary, and owning a nice apartment.. a celebration of having no slutty wife, no noisy children, and not having to spend his money on anything more than himself.. and just simply living his life.In response,. ”I swallowed. The way he hung on that phrase, I’m going to have to punish you. I couldn’t help myself from writhing a bit in my chair, the promise of this idea tugged at me between my legs. I had no intention of following Jack’s orders. I needed to see what his punishment would consist of.“We’ll have to see tomorrow,” I said as coyly as I could. I tried to act sexy around him, but I was so enthralled I had no idea if it worked. At least now I had a hint he felt the same way. He winked and my. She was from the sales team and had to be present as were all going to be travelling to Paris for our first French client pitch. I was fluent in French, and for “other reasons” Bhairavi had decided that only the 2 of us would go. But management wanted someone from sales and when they said it was Saro, we both felt bad because she was super conservative, or so we thought. I told Bhairavi that i would be taking a smoke break in the smoking room. The office was deserted except for us 3 and all the.