Miranda groaned as she read the latest report from her new intern, Liam. It was filled with mistakes and carelessly done. She would have to punish him again. This was the third time this month his work had been subpar.
She called him into her office, her face stern. He shuffled in nervously, eyes downcast. “Do you have any idea what this is?” Miranda asked coldly, holding up the report.
Liam gulped. “N-no ma’am. I’m sorry, I’ll do better next time, I promise.”
“You’d better,” Miranda growled. She stood and walked around the desk to loom over him. “You’re going to receive the same punishment as last time, Liam. Get on your knees.”
Trembling, Liam sank to the plush office carpet. Miranda towered over his prone form, her black stiletto heels inches from his face. “Apologize for your shoddy work and beg for forgiveness like a good boy,” she ordered.
“I’m s-sorry Miranda,” Liam stammered. “Please forgive me. I’ll do anything to make it up to you, I swear it.”
“Anything?” Miranda repeated, arching an eyebrow. “Even if I told you to put that lazy mouth of yours to good use for once?”
Liam’s eyes widened but he nodded eagerly. “Yes Miranda, anything you say. I’m yours to command.”
“Good boy,” she purred. Miranda slowly unbuttoned her tailored white blouse, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. Liam’s breathing quickened at the sight of her full, creamy breasts nearly spilling out of the cups.
She shrugged the blouse off completely and reached behind her to unhook the bra. It fell away and her pert tits bounced free. Liam whimpered at the sight of her dusky pink nipples.
“Get to work, intern,” Miranda commanded. “Show me how sorry you really are.”
Liam dove forward and grasped her breasts, burying his face between them. He nuzzled and licked and sucked at her nipples until they were stiff peaks. Miranda tangled a hand in his hair and thrust his face harder against her chest.
“Yes, just like that,” she moaned. “Worship my tits like the pathetic little boy toy you are.”
Liam tackled his task with gusto, lavishing her breasts with attention. He lapped at her nipples and squeezed the mounds of flesh. Miranda panted and writhed above him.
After a long time, she pushed him back. “Very good, Liam,” she praised breathlessly. “You’re learning your place.”
He looked up at her with dark, lust-blown eyes. “T-thank you Miranda. But I want to do more. Tell me how to pleasure you fully.”
Miranda smiled down at him wickedly. “Oh you eager little slut. Take off my heels and help me unzip my skirt. If you do a thorough job, I might let you put that tongue to good use between my legs.”
Liam nearly broke his fingers in his haste to obey. He practically ripped her skirt off in his excitement to expose her most intimate places to him. Miranda was wearing nothing underneath but a tiny black thong.
She reclined back on her desk, spreading her thighs wide. “Well? Get to it,” she demanded.
Liam dove between her legs, nearly weeping with gratitude. He pressed his face against her cloth-covered mound and inhaled deeply. The intern laved his tongue against her through the thong, moaning at her musky arousal.
“Fuck yes, don’t be shy,” Miranda gasped, grinding herself against his eager mouth. “Eat my cunt like you’re starving for it.”
Liam yanked her thong away and buried his face in her dripping folds. He licked and suckled at her swollen clit, delving his tongue deep into her clenching channel. Miranda bucked and thrashed, fisting his hair and holding him in place as he tongue-fucked her mercilessly.
“Ah ah ahhh! Don’t you dare stop!” she shrieked as he brought her to the brink. “Make me come all over your filthy face!”
Liam redoubled his efforts, working her soaked slit with lips and teeth and tongue. Miranda wailed and went rigid, her pussy clamping down on him as she exploded. Her release flooded his mouth and he swallowed it eagerly, not ceasing his ministrations until she collapsed back boneless.
“Good boy,” Miranda panted, running a possessive hand over his tousled hair. “You’ve earned your forgiveness this time. But you’d better not disappoint me again, understood?”
“Yes Miranda, I understand completely,” Liam said humbly, nuzzling her inner thigh. “I’ll do anything to please you.”
Miranda smiled down at him, already imagining all the ways she would use him in the future. “See that you do, pet. Now get yourself cleaned up and get back to work. And don’t let me catch you slacking off again without courting punishment.”
“Yes ma’am,” Liam breathed, scrambling to his feet. He knew he would move heaven and earth to avoid disappointing his cruel, beautiful mistress again. Because he lived to serve her now, in every way imaginable.
