'Yes, I can jerk off again!' You cheer internally as your boss finally unlocks the source of your misery, freeing you.

However, almost as soon as Chanel pulls the cage off, your traitorous limp member unfurls and elongates. In only a matter of seconds, it's jutting away from you at a stiff, ninety-degree-angle. Panicked, you try and calm yourself down, but even just the sensation of open air is enough to stimulate you at this point. "I'm so sorry! I didn't meant to, it just..." You start to apologize, but get distracted as you notice the mesmerized look on your boss's face.

"Hmmm? Oh um, It's okay Sammie." Chanel licks her lips hungrily, not taking her eyes off of your engorged penis. "But, I think that it would be inappropriate for you to go back to your desk like this. As your boss, I should probably deal with it." Before you can figure out what your boss means by that, you feel a warm sensation envelop your cock as she quickly leans forward and wraps her soft lips around your shaft.

'Holy shit. Is this actually happening!?' Your brain shuts down. After spending the week in chastity, you now feel like you have gone to heaven. Never in a million years did you think that your domineering boss would ever give you a blowjob. After a minute or so of mind blowing head, your boss pulls away leaving a strand of saliva connecting her mouth to your cock. "Fuck, I'm soaked. It's been a while since I've tasted such a delicious cock." Your boss wipes her mouth with the back of her hand before getting up and tugging down her now saturated, lace panties. Still in a state of shock, you watch passively as she hikes up her skirt before pushing you back onto the chair behind you with her glistening pussy. "Time to earn your bonus this year Sammie." Chanel grips your hair tightly, pulling your face deeper into her folds.

While lapping up your boss's sweet nectar, your hand wanders down to your neglected cock. Still slick with saliva, your hand glides up and down the throbbing, purple shaft. It doesn't take long before you feel a crescendo building with in you in time with Chanel's shrieks of pleasure. "Yes, that's it Sammie. Keep sucking on my clit like that! Oh, Sammie, Sammie, Sammie!"