New Job, New Life as as Sissy Slut

"Yes, sir." He smiled and then closed his robe and left me to my cleaning. My head was buzzing. I had just sucked a man's cock and swallowed his cum. Not only that, but many more new things were about to come my way.

The next few weeks were somewhat of a repeat. As I was cleaning he would walk up to me and snap his fingers and point at the floor. I would immediately drop to my knees, unbuckle his belt and pants, then fish out his cock and get to work on it. It was such a great cock. I found myself thinking about it when I was lying in bed at night and I would jerk off and imagine it in my ass. I would finger my ass and pretend it was his cock. I would also wonder if it would go any further or if he just liked getting a blowjob. That question was soon answered.

One day, after I had swallowed his load, he pointed out that I had forgotten to empty the dishwasher. I had remembered filling it and turning it on, but I realized that I had been so preoccupied with the impending blowjob that I had forgotten to empty it and put the dishes away.

"You will need to be punished for that. Do you agree?" he asked. I couldn't get any words out in response, but felt myself nodding. He had a slight smile on his face but he also looked stern. He pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down. "Drop your pants," he said. I obeyed. "Now the undies." I was wearing boxer briefs. I hesitated. "Now!" he barked and I fumbled and managed to slide them down around my ankles. My cock was not hard anymore; I was kind of afraid of him. "Get over here," he commanded. I walked over and he spun me around and threw me over his knees, my face only inches from the floor. He spanked me. Very hard. I yelped. Spank. Yelp. He gave me a dozen or so and my ass was on fire and I had tears in my eyes. "The penalty for that transgression is ten whacks," he said. "Count off." I had already gotten more than that, but they were apparently only a warm up.