ControlI kept wondering when William would show some sign of weakness, somewhere.But he was still way too far ahead of me.Honestly, I was falling in love with him, but even that he suspected, even before I did. He’d let me kiss him, suck him, bite him. He’d kiss me back, but seldom initiated anything. He’d even fuck me, every now and then.But it was clear he was holding back when it came to letting himself go.William was in control of everything, it seemed. My business was more and more in his hands, even though he always gave the credit to me. He was making more money than he seemed to have imagined. My entire office sang his praises.And he’d quietly joke about what a nympho he was…I was so used to sucking his thick fat cock that I barely noticed how he seemed to enjoy my swallowing his cum and piss even more than my just sucking him. He let me undo his pants every morning, every evening, and usually at least one more time throughout the day.He even hosted gangbangs at his place, laughingly introducing me as his boss.I could barely walk at the end of those…He seemed to relish training me at the gym, even introducing me to his friend
