Abbie Doesn't Want to Blow Her Boss

"What the fuck are you talking about? That can't be true!" I asked indignantly.

"It is, Kim told me she did it last quarter." Claire answered.

"She blew him? To get her bonus?"

"I swear, and I bet Susan did it too. She just bought that fancy new car a few months ago."

"Un-fucking-believeable!"

It couldn't be true, at least I hoped it wasn't. Claire says that you have to blow our boss to collect your bonus. That seems too unfair to be true. I met my sales goals for the quarter, so I should get my bonus without having to suck someone's dick. What the fuck!?!?

"Look, Abbie, I understand you're angry. But be smart, it's for a lot of money. You just spend ten minutes on your knees sucking Matt's cock, and then you get paid."

"So you're going to do it?" I asked incredulously.

"I don't think we have a choice. I need the money. And you have to admit, this is an easy place to work. I like it here, and we're very well paid."

"But ... but ... fuck!" I was really angry. Why is it always like this? I find a good job, and then some guy wants to cheat me out of my money or make me do something I don't want to do. I was really pissed. I was supposed to meet with Matt the next day, but I didn't want to suck his stupid cock.

"I'm meeting with him this afternoon," Claire said. "I'll let you know what happens."

"Okay, thanks. I need to think about this."

I went back to work, but I was fuming, and curiosity was killing me to hear what would happen to Claire during her meeting. I had a long and annoying afternoon, I couldn't seem to focus on my work. I had a couple of calls to make, and I had to put on a happy face, but it wasn't easy. Claire got up to go to her meeting, and I would soon find out what she had to do.

Claire was gone for half an hour, and it struck me that a meeting like this should take five minutes, unless of course, she did have to suck a cock to get her check. I heard her walking back down the hall. She stopped by my office and held a check up.

"I got my bonus," she said.

"So ... did you have to do it? Did you suck his cock?"

"Look, honey, I need the money. Besides, I didn't really mind. Matt's kind of cute, and he has a nice cock. It was fun." She pulled her bra out of her purse, "I need to go to the bathroom and put this back on."

Damnit! So it was true. Fuck that! I'm not going to do it. I decided to leave work and head home. I couldn't think, and I didn't feel like talking to anyone. I grabbed my things and left, but even at home, I was still fuming. I couldn't get it out of my head. This just isn't right. I slept fitfully, but resolved to hold out and finally managed to catch some sleep.

After a fitful sleep, I found that I was beginning to weaken. I mean, Matt's not a bad looking guy. And I don't mind sucking some cock. I mean, if he asked nicely, I might just do it anyhow. I came to the realization that I was getting myself all worked up over nothing. And, to be honest, I needed the money too. I got ready for work, I put on a low-cut top and a lacey push-up bra. I found one of my shorter skirts, one that I used to wear when I went out clubbing, and put it on. I checked myself in the mirror, and I looked good. I went into work ready to face my fate.

"Hey, Abbie, you look hot," I heard from behind me. It was my friend Susan.

"Thanks, Susan. I thought I would up my game a little today."

"It must be time for your bonus," she said with a laugh and walked down the hall towards her office.

Fuck. I guess everyone knows about this. I suddenly felt foolish for dressing up. It felt like all the women were going to laugh at me behind my back. Still, I had a lot of work to do. I needed to take care of the things I should have done yesterday. I immersed myself in my work, and was surprised when the reminder came up for my meeting with Matt. I stopped by the women's room to make sure everything was in place. I pushed my breasts together and up. What a whore, I thought to myself.

"Hi, Abbie, come on in," Matt said as I knocked on his door. "Close the door behind you."

"Hi Matt."

"Please, take a seat. We have a few things to go over."

I sat across the desk from him. He stood up and walked over to me. He sat in the chair next to me and turned towards me.

"I'm happy to say you met all your sales goals this quarter, you have a sizeable bonus waiting for you."

"Yes, thanks."

"I want to talk to you about a tradition at my company. You're new here, and this is your first bonus. You see, you can double your bonus if you would like."

"What do you mean?" I knew what he meant, but I wanted to hear him say it.

"Well, your bonus was five thousand dollars based on your sales targets. If you would like ten thousand dollars, then we can make that happen."

"Of course, I would like ten thousand dollars."

"I just need you to do something for me, I need you to suck my cock."

Well, he got right to it. I thought maybe there would be more easing me into it, but he went right to asking me to suck his cock.

"You're saying you'll give me ten thousand if I suck your cock?" I asked indignantly.

"Yes."

"But that's not fair, I earned my bonus by doing good work."

"Yes, you did. And you can have your five thousand dollar check right now. But if you want more, then you'll have to do just a bit more work."

I'm sure he could see that I was angry, but I needed the money. I pushed that anger down.

"Okay."

He kicked off his shoes and undid his pants, then he took them off. He already had an erection. He sat on the chair, spread his legs, and motioned to the floor in front of him. I knew what I had to do. I figured I would get it over with as quickly as possible. I dropped to my knees and reached for his cock. I wrapped my fingers around it, and he moaned.

"See, that's not so bad," he said as I knelt with my lips inches from his cock. Claire was right, it was a nice cock. Big and with a nice fat head. I wanted to suck on that head. I was ready to do it. I ran my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip, then I sucked the head of his cock in. He moaned as I let my tongue trace around his cock head inside my mouth. Then I sucked hard on his cock.

"Fuck, yes!" he moaned. "I knew you would be good at it." As he said that, his hand pushed into my shirt and inside my bra. He grabbed my breast and squeezed it, then he pushed the arms down on my shirt and my bra. "Your knockers are spectacular."

Knockers? What an asshole. Who calls them knockers? This guy is living in the fifties. And who the fuck is he to feel me up without asking?

I was getting annoyed, so I tried to focus on sucking his cock. I decided I would try to take it deep. It's a big cock, maybe nine inches, so I wasn't sure I could do it. I got more than half of it in. I tried to take more and more with each thrust. He arched his back and pushed into my mouth. I gagged as his cock forced its way into my throat. I pulled back from his cock, his hands came out of my blouse, and he pushed my head onto his cock.

And that's when I did it. I guess I snapped. I had had enough. I snaked my hand up between his legs, I wrapped my fingers around his balls, and then I squeezed as hard as I could.

"HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! MY BALLS!" he cried out. His hands left my head. I pulled my head off his cock and knelt in front of him with his balls still firmly in my grip. I watched excitedly as ball meat pushed out between my fingers. The look of shock and horror on his face was perfect. I felt so strong and powerful. Suddenly, the roles were reversed, he was going to do what I wanted.

"Let go of my balls, what do you think you are doing?"

"I've had enough of your shit, we're going to do things my way now."

"What? What do you mean?"

"This," I said, and I pulled my phone out with my free hand. I found the camera and presssed record, then I leaned the phone against a picture on his desk and pointed it at his balls. Then I looked into the phone.

"My jerk of a boss says we have to blow him to get our full bonus." I squeezed his balls until he winced. "I decided fuck that. I decided to make this video showing what I do to guys who blackmail me." Then I leaned back so the camera had a good view of his cock and balls.

"I squeeze their balls until they beg for mercy."

I mashed his balls into each other; he groaned and whimpered. "Please, my balls." He kept repeating himself. "Please, my balls." The thing was, I had barely squeezed him yet. He had no idea what was coming. I moved my thumb into position and then jammed it into his left nut.

"OH FUCK!" he cried out. I pushed harder. "PLEASE! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

"I want my fucking bonus!"

"Okay, okay, you can have it!"

I pulled my thumb back, but kept my firm grip on his balls. I mashed them together in my hand, flattening them like little ping pong balls in my grip. I moved his balls around in my hand, then compressed them. I did it over and over, giving him a moment to catch his breath, and then crushing his stupid nuts again.

"One more thing, you won't do this to me again. Next time, you just give me my fucking full bonus."

"Okay, whatever you want."

I gave his balls one last hard squeeze, just to get my point across. I felt them squish in my hand, and I looked at them. I liked watching them flatten in my grip. He must have liked it too, because suddenly his cock twitched and a load of cum shot onto his leg and dripped to the floor.

"Ohhhh, oh fuck!" he groaned as his cock twitched and spewed cum everywhere. He reached for his cock and jerked himself onto the floor. "Oh fuck yes," he moaned. I was still squeezing his balls, and he reached for his cock and jerked himself off.

"Holy shit," I laughed, "I didn't see that coming."

"Ohhhh," he moaned, still orgasming as he emptied his balls. I let go of them and grabbed my phone. I turned off the camera and slid the phone into my pocket.

"Give me my check, I sucked your cock."

"What makes you think I'm going to honor what I agreed to when you were crushing my balls?"

"Oh, that's easy. I have video, and it's already uploaded it to my cloud account."

"Oh, fuck. Alright, you win." He grabbed an envelope off my desk and handed it to me. "You're a real bitch, Abbie."

"Maybe, but you're an asshole. What you were doing is wrong on every level."

"No one was hurt."

"No, just humiliated. And that's what I did to you."

I grabbed my checks and left. I wasn't sure what would happen next, but at least I got my bonus. Time for a new car.