So, you would think that doing what I do for the WWE that nothing would surprise me anymore, right? Well, wrong. The Rock is backstage tonight and I'm fangirling so hard right now! My hormones are reacting like a bitch in heat. It's terrible! But God damn, what I wouldn't give to have whatever he's packing pounding inside me! Shake it off, May! He's not a client! You CANNOT have sex with Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson! Oh God why is HHH walking this way with him?! The only thing in this fucking hallway is my office?! Well, here goes nothing. At least, I hope.
"And this, is our most recent hire. She's been here almost a year. She is the shrink for our Superstars and Divas. Whatever her technique is, it seems to be working. Our product has never looked better! Isn't that right, May?" Boss Man looks at me and I divert my attention from the paperwork I seemed so focused on.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. The Superstars and Divas are really benefitting from their sessions with me. It's a great thing." I smile as I speak and walk toward Rock with my hand outstretched to him to personally introduce myself.
"MayLynn Rogerson. But please call me May. Nice to meet you, Dwayne" I'm giving myself a pep talk in my head at the same I speak. I've got to be professional. Although the low rise jeans and plain, black, 2 sizes too small tank top I'm wearing scream anything but professionalism. Oh well.
"Well hello, May. H, The Rock likes what he sees, my friend."
He winks at me as he shakes my hand although he's speaking to HHH. Uh oh, there's that billion dollar grin. Talk about a panty dropper! If my boss wasn't watching us, I'd be naked on my knees right now for Rocky. I'd give him my pussy on a fucking silver platter if he asked me to.
"Yeah, she's a real looker, ain't she?" That's the first somewhat compliment I've gotten from H. It's so hard not to blush. But somehow I manage.
Before I know it, they're turning to leave my office. Once my door shuts, I quickly get up to lock it and then retreat behind my desk; pushing my hand between my legs.
All it takes is one thought of what Rocky could possibly be packing in his pants and I'm close. My left hand going a fucking mile a minute inside my wetness. My breathing heavy and harsh. I can't hold back the orgasm barreling over my body. It steals my breath and my eyes roll in my head. My body shakes and before I can stop it, I scream out a very obvious and loud 'Oh fuck, Rocky!' right before I come down.
Once I'm back to Earth, and the realization of what I said dawns on me, my work phone vibrates. It's a text from a number I don't recognize, but it all makes sense as soon as I read the message.
'You summoned me, love? ;)' Oh shit! He heard me! So, I play dumb.
'Who is this?'
'You should know, apparently thinking of me just brought you mind blowing ecstasy.' Okay, he's having too much fun with this.
'Rock, listen. I'm sorry you had to hear that. That was very unprofessional of me. My apologies.'
'Don't fucking apologize to The Rock for that! I'm flattered. I just wish I had gotten to see what your o-face looked like.'
Time to turn on the charm. 'Nah, I don't think you wanna witness that. I'm sure what I imagined was wayyyyy better than what would actually happen anyway'. We shall see if he picks up the gauntlet I've thrown.
'Should The Rock prove his sexual expertise? The Rock will leave you in a puddle of your previous self on the floor where you're unable to move. The Rock will do you like you've never been done before, you sexy thing. Now, are you ballsy enough to take me up on that?'
'Name the place, and time and I'll be there. Naked and on my knees for you.'
'Your office. Right now. I'm on my way, and you BETTER be naked and on your fucking knees. You hear me?'
'Yes, Rocky.'
Here's the catch: I don't believe he'll actually show up so I stay put. Completely clothed and doing paperwork at my desk.
He enters my office without even knocking. Immediately his expression changes. The air in the enclosed space grows cold except for the intense wet heat between my legs.
"I thought I told you what I expected, May. You apparently don't listen very well." He's slowly approaching me. I stand and meet him half way.
"Let's get something straight, Rocky. I'm in control this time. I don't get on my knees because you fucking expect it. I get on my knees when I want to." I stand on my tiptoes to try to match his eye level. My own eyes blazing; a mix of a true anger and a sexual fire. "Are we understood?"
He's dumbfounded. So I tap him twice on the cheek patronizingly. As I turn to go back to my desk, he grabs my arm and spins me back toward him. My abs slam into his and my pussy pulses. I love this! But I'm trying to play disinterested.
"Is that all ya got, Rocky? Hmm. That's a shame. I thought I could expect more from The People's Champ. More like The People's Chump, huh?" I stare directly into his eyes while I talk; sounding bored as hell and even adding a fake yawn at the end for emphasis.
"How's this for more?" He asks as he slams me back against the wall. Immediately pressing his body against mine and holding my hands above my head so it's almost impossible for me to move.
Having him so close, with his ability to hold me and/or drag me like a fucking rag doll anywhere he wants to, my breath hitches. He can see the expression in my eyes change. All I know is I can feel his length pressing against my inner thigh.
I've got to find some way to get control back, so I grind. Hard and fast bumps of my groin against him. He reacts by sucking my ear lobe into his mouth and then focusing on my neck. He's trying to distract me, but the harder I grind, the more I actually get to him and I'm able to push him off me and make it back to my office chair before he realizes he lost.
"I told you. I don't play that way. And now that I've had my morning orgasm, I'm not really in the mood. So, bye Rocky!" I keep my gaze down on the paperwork in front of me, knowing that his expression has hardened instantly.
Soon, he's leaning over my desk. His hands planted flat and firm on it. He speaks low and menacing. I'm doing my best to resist. Yes, I make a living off of having random sex, but he's no longer on the active roster. I could get in major trouble if anyone finds out I fucked someone who's not my client. Holy Hell!
"May, The Rock does not enjoy being toyed with. The Rock gets what The Rock wants. And what The Rock wants is you. Got it?"
"Uh huh, sure. Whatever. You can exit the way you entered." I wish he would go. This is getting way too hard. Suddenly he grabs my chin and I'm forced to look at him.
"That's not a good idea, May. You are really pushing my buttons here. Now," he pulls me up to a standing position using only his grip on my chin and then guides me around my desk until I'm directly in front of him again. "We're going back to my hotel. You will not fight it. And I'm going to take you any way I decide I want to. And you're going to enjoy every single second of it. Grab your purse. We're leaving."
My body is trembling now and I'm not so sure if it's from the slight fear I feel or the overwhelming arousal from being directed and handled so easily and forcefully. I think it's a combination of both.
Once out of my office and in the public eye, his hand drops from my chin to my wrist as he somewhat drags me along the many hallways and out to the parking lot. Then, he gives me a slight push into the car and I sit there, frozen. Hands curled in my lap, breath shallow, mind racing. But I try to exude confidence and just stare out the window. He places his hand on my thigh once he's in the driver seat and the car roars to life. Gripping it just so that his pinky finger caresses my mound perfectly and his other 3 fingers are so far between my legs, they're almost touching the seat below me.
Good god I am SO glad I came so hard earlier or I definitely would be soaking wet for him right now. It's still hard for me to not cross my legs around his hand and keep him there until he gets me off right here on the highway. Or better yet, he demands I not cum and rubs me the entire 20 minute ride back to the hotel; rubbing my sensitive center until I'm gagging and begging like a slut for it.
But that's all in my head, all he really does is keeps his hand locked around my thigh. At least, until we hit a traffic jam at a red light. Then he speaks again.
"Slouch down in the seat. Spread your legs. Also, roll your window down about halfway."
I move as possible as my arousal-muddled brain will allow me. Finally, myself and the window are set. We're still stuck at the red light. For a few seconds, his hand caresses me over my pants. I moan quietly, remembering that we're packed like sardines on this road; cars on all sides.
He decides that's not good enough, so without permission, he undoes my pants, and slides my panties to the side. My arousal fills up the car, and as he slides two of his huge, thick, fingers inside my folds, I can't help it. My voice is strong and loud with an 'oh fuck Rocky!' He smirks at me and keeps going. My wetness splurging out onto the denim of my jeans around his fingers.
Now, the moans and screams are unstoppable. He's fucking got me right where he wants me! I've got to get myself under control before we reach his hotel room. But, how?
Fuck it, I can't think straight right now. Not with him finger fucking me, especially in such a public situation.
My head rolls to the right and as I open my eyes to see if anyone can tell what's going on in here, I lock eye contact with an old, grimy, truck driver. He's missing a few teeth, and his uniform looks like it hasn't been washed in about a month.
He makes the cock sucking sign with his tongue in his cheek and his hand at the side of his mouth. Rocky grabs me a napkin and pen and I write 'you wish' and stick it against the window. When he holds his own sign it reads, 'Ya damn right I do!'
Right on time, the light turns green. Grimy ass turns right at the off ramp and we keep going. Rock laughs.
"Did you enjoy teasing the old man?"
"I sure did." I smile.
I'm using all my will to keep my orgasm from spilling out. I don't want him knowing exactly how much I enjoy this. I'm so focused on not cumming that I don't even notice we're in the hotel parking lot until he pulls his fingers out of me an starts to button my pants back. I don't watch him but I hear the suction of him cleaning me off of his fingers. An involuntary shiver wrecks my body as I put my hand on the door to let myself out, then he locks me in. I turn to him, confused.
"Some thing you need to know. My turf, my rules. You will do as I say. And that includes when you do or don't cum. Are we understood?"
All I can seem to do is nod. But, it seems to suffice as he unlocks the doors and mumbles a 'get out.' Before getting out himself. Once he's in front of me, he pulls me into his side. His hand planted firmly on my ass cheek. Then, he speaks.
"Keep your fucking head down. No one should see who you are. It could kill your career since I'm no longer active. We will go straight to the elevators. You speak to NO ONE! Once in my room, I want you how you said you would be earlier. Clothes off, on your fucking knees. Can you follow my instructions?" I nod again. But it doesn't suffice this time.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, Rocky."
He smacks my ass. "Wrong. Try again. Yes, what?"
"Yes... Sir?" I turn my response into a question. Hoping its the right answer.
It is. I get a patronizing 'good girl' and pat on the head. Then, we make for the elevators. Once we're ascending, I get really nervous. If I don't get my control back, my ass is grass. Fuck.
I'm so distracted I'm basically boneless in his grip. He drags me down the long hallway to his room; the very last room on the right.
Once he gets the door open, he pushes me inside and I fall in a heap on the floor since I wasn't expecting that. He laughs mockingly as I try to stand on my jelly-like legs.
"Now, this is where the fun can begin. I already know you're wet for me so you can cut the 'I don't want you' act. I'm also not clueless as to your actual role within the company. And I know you're aware of the power I still hold there as well." I ask him what he means and he's all too eager to explain.
"I mean, I could sabotage your ENTIRE career within the WWE if you don't give me what I want. They'll fire you in a fucking heartbeat. You'll lose everything you've worked for. Is that what you want?" He leers at me. He wants me to respond now.
"You're wrong, Rock. They'll fire me if I DO give you what you want. I'm in a binding contract with my clients. I can't have sex with anyone not on the active roster. It's a liability thing, ya know? You're not checked once a week by WWE staff. Everyone else is. Even me. I can't have anyone ruining that and risking my clients health and/or lives. I've been trying to find a way out of this since you came to my office. But, the Gods honest truth is, I want you. I did cum screaming your name earlier. I want to throw caution to the wind. In fact, I'm desperate for it. So, take me Rocky. Fuck me baby."
I strip off as I speak 'the gods honest truth' and by 'fuck me baby' I'm laying in the bed with my legs spread and my back slightly arched, 2 fingers playing in the wetness surrounding my pussy and coating my inner thighs.
"Mmmm, you smell that, Rocky? Can you smell what you do to me? God, you've got me going fucking crazy for you. I need a good dicking baby." I roll my head towards where he's standing and my jaw drops. He had dropped his pants sometime during my little speech and was now jerking himself. Holy shit! There's no way that's gonna fucking fit inside me!
I keep my eyes on his erect cock as he strips completely and makes his way over to me on the bed. He holds my hands above my head and starts stroking his cock against my core; coating himself in my juices. He's speaking in my ear through gritted teeth but I'm not paying attention to that. I'm focused on the boiling heat in my nether regions. Not being able to cum is kinda starting to hurt. But I don't dare say a word. Instead, I lock my legs around his waist, and flip us over before he can even register it happening. Here's my chance. And honestly it's probably the only one I'm gonna get.
"Here's the sitch, Rocky. That big cock of yours is gonna go inside me. You're going to destroy me from the inside out with it. But, under my terms. You have no say anymore. I do what I want. Like this, I want you to fuck me with that piece of meat, so that's what's gonna happen."
I position his cock where I need it, and sink down completely in one sharp, breath taking, body numbing, painfully pleasurable move. I throw my head back as the scream rips from my throat and his hands scratch against my stomach as I start my first slow, stretching bounces. Then, I grab his wrists and push them back over his head. The movement pushing him inside me at a different angle, so I stay put. Now riding his dick hard and fast. My DD tits bouncing along with the force. God he's fucking huge! Finally, I register that he's saying something so I try to focus long enough to hear him. He's already begging me. But for what?
"Please May. Please let me touch! Fuck you look so damn good riding my cock baby. Oh God please!" So I place his strong hands on my tits and he squeezes.
I ride him for a really really long time. So long, that I can no longer bounce and I'm laying limp against his chest as he wraps his arms around me and he does the work; thrusting at what feels like lightning speed but I'm probably just sensitive.
I can't even warn him when I'm about to cum. It gushes out around his cock. My pussy throbbing around it and my body trembling. Then, I feel him slide out of me and I can barely register the warmth being sprayed over my ass and lower back.
I must've fallen asleep because when I come to, Rock is in the recliner, dressed, watching tv and I've been cleaned up but I'm still naked. I re-dress and leave the hotel without another word. Once in the lobby, I immediately duck my head and keep a steady walk. The lobby is packed so I'm really trying to be careful. Just as I have my hand on the door to leave, my instincts stop me. Then I hear it.
"May?!" Instead of turning toward the voice, I pretend I'm not who they're yelling for as I call a cab.
Holy shit, I almost gave myself up to the fucking CEOs daughter. Stephanie McMahon.
***dun dun dun*** uh oh guys! What's gonna happen? Find out in the next chapter of SRS 3
