the house cleaner and the tyrant

quite the bath

Sitting to the edge, type looked down to keep his wrist up, for his boss to start to undo, to chew at his inner cheek.
Feeling the rope loosen, type stood up and quick to then take his hand out to then fall to the floor to his knees, he then placed a hand to his lower back to rub to grimace, his other hand was to the floor palm down to then flex his fingers. He was in a lot of pain of the usage.
Mr. Karka turned to eye to then laugh.
Bending down, he then picked type up to make him place his hands in front to then place on the handcuffs, type looked to them in anger
"Mr. Karka, this has gone on long enough you need to....."
Mr. Karka looked to type to raise an eye brow to then take a hand to his neck to then grip to being him along to the bathroom.
"We need to drop the formalities, at least for now. Now listen, rather you believe it or not, I have not had sex in 6 years and I can tell you I am not at all done, also, cant let you go until I can trust you. This doing, is your fault."
Tossing type in, mr karka then went to the door to lock to then go about to get right in the warm water of the bath.
Type eyed him confused.
"That's.... Not a shower."
Mr. Karka moved a bit to get comfortable in his huge tub, to then turn his head to eye.
"Get in."
Type hung his head to shake it.
Mr.karka raised an eye brow.
"Make me get out to pull you in, there will be trouble, now get in."
Type turned his head to look to the wall.
"Piss off! This is highly illegal, know take off my handcuffs, I want to leave!"
Mr. Karka lightly chuckled.
"You..... Are not going anywhere, now bring that fine ass in here by the count of three or you will be in a world of misery, mark my words."
Type gulped.
"No! You can't do this to people and...."
"3"
Mr. Karka started to count down.
"Damnit you can't just...."
"2" he said slowly.
Type signed and heavily to furrow his brow to then start to step forward to then look to his boss.
"You can't do.... Hey!"
Being near him enough, mr. Karka then had leaned over to grab those handcuffs to then pull him in.
The water swished over for his boss to place him to his chest from his back to then wrap his arms about to stare at him.
"So stubborn, know you will be cleaning up after this."
Type signed to bring up his hands to his arm to stare forward to grit his teeth.
"Just let me go!"
Mr. Karka went to his ear to nip, it sent a shiver down types spin.
"Not until I can trust you again..... Now, see that soap?"
Type breathed heavily to then look forward to nod.
"Retrieve it, turn around and clean yourself then me..... Now."
Type signed to feel his bosses hold lesson to they get up a bit unwillingly to then grab that soap, Mr. Karka tilted his head to eye his hole, a slow smile spread across his face.
Types eyes then widen has he felt something slippery make it's way into him, type hung his head to then moan.
"Ah god! Thought.... Thought.... You wanted me to..... Clean.....ah....ah...."
Mr. Karka then brought his hand up to types member to then start to stroke.
Types whole body quivered, this just like everything his boss did, was new and felt way to good.
"Ah god..... So...."
Type curled his lips inward to then bite into them, he was at the height of pleasure or so he thought.
Mr. Karka licked his inner to then outter hole to then lean back.
"Ah.... Want me to continue with my mouth? Or my fingers? Or my cock type..... Which one?"
Type breathed heavily.
"Just..... Let me get the.....ah...."
Mr. Karka then brought his hand up to place two fingers in to thrust them in and out.
Types mouth started to salivate.
"Ah god! Not....mm.... Not en..... Fuck! Damnit stop!"
Mr. Karka lightly chuckled again.
"You were going to say, this is not enough weren't you type.....mm.... Don't worry.... I'll give you more.....I always like to please...."
Type brought his arms back that he had extended to the soap to place them down, to close his eyes to breathe hard. He was really wanting his boss.
Mr. Karka then kneeled to slap types ass very hard, splashing water out of the tub.
Type body went forward, he then turned his head to eye.
"What are you...."
"Tell me what you are desiring type, tell me if you want me to give it to you."
Type gritted his teeth to look at him in anger.
"You are a sick son of a bitch!"
Mr. Karka then shrugged.
"Do you want it...."
Mr. Karka then went forward to then place his head to his hole to probe a bit.
"Or not?"
Type took a deep breathe in to turn his head to then let it hang. He stared at the handcuffs under the water to then close his eyes and tight.
"Ah god! Aah......asshole!"
Type then moved his ass back to then connect them to push himself up to then moan, in both pleasure and a bit of pain.
Mr. Karka then placed his hand to his neck to grip a bit to then wrap his other hand to types cock to grip a bit also, type winced.
His boss then went to his ear.
"Now that....."
He started to thrust inside the boys very tight hole.
"Wasent fair..... Now.... I'm not going to hold back."
Mr. Karka then took that hand from his neck to his head to grip his hair, to then pound away while stroking his cock in the same velocity.
Type lifted his head to groan and moan at the same time, he has become lost a bit in esctasy.
Mr. Karka then nibbled his ear lobe.
"Ah.... My little cleaning bitch..... Call out my name....nn.... Do it now!"
Type flexed his jaw to then turn his head.
"I am not your......."
Mr. Karka then disconnected them, to then push him down to grab at his legs to pull him down to widen them to re connect.
Type brought up his bound writs to then wipe away the water to then take them to his bosses pectorals to grip a bit, he then lifted his head back has his boss penetrated him and hard.
"Aaah God!"
Mr. Karka watched him go raise an eye brow.
"Want more.... Call out my first name! Ah do it now!"
Type gulped. He couldn't help himself, type really wanted more.
"Ah tharn! Tharn! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Handle my cock! I want to cum!"
Types turned his head, those words were vile but he couldn't help but to say them.
Tharn smiled to then lay his legs to either side of his body to then place types bound hand to his neck to then place both his hands to his cock to stroke to then fuck him every so harder to go to his neck.
"Good little bitch! Here is your reward!"
Type gripped tharns back and hard has he came with his bosses thrusts.
Dis connecting them, tharn moved types bounds arms down, to then turn him to his knees to have him place his hands to the baths edge to grip has he went right back in, he then placed his hands to his neck to then grip and a bit tight has he went again, type looked to the ceiling to moan.
"Ah fuck! Nn.... Stop.... Stop!"
Tharn lightly chuckled to go to his ear.
"6 years without sex type, I'm going all out, mm, know you love it."
Type whimpered a bit to close his eyes.
When will this nightmare end?
Even though type thought that, his body was wanting, craving ever more of his boss and vice versa.