Making it Right (Ruphhausin and HeatherHeart)

[HeatherHeart]

Tara Evans was nervous as she went into work. She worked for a large financial institution in her city.. it financed at least half of everything that happened in the city and was known internationally. She had worked for them for quite some time, and managed to go from the secretarial pool to being an assistant fairly high up the chain. Her paycheck had grown, as had her standard of living.

Pulling back her blonde hair, revealing her gleaming diamond earrings that shone against her pale skin, she tied it back before going back to clutching her purse tightly against her, protecting it. Since it held $50,000, she saw a good reason for protecting it.

She had hit a hard time earlier in the year, coming close to losing her home, her car, and everything else due to a couple of bad investments. And that was when she came across her idea. With some creative budgeting, she could cut her expenses enough that she would eventually make some money to pay back what was owed, but if she didn't pay it back immediately she would lose it all and never be able to pay it back. As a single woman with all of her family deceased, she had no one else she could turn to.

So she skimmed from the bank. She took a bit from each account that fell across her desk, adjusting the numbers so that it would never show. And before she knew it, she had every penny she needed. She hated doing it and had always counted on her job to keep her safe, protected, and living well.. and then she was biting it by stealing, but she hadn't seen any other choice at all.

But today was a good day.. today, she finally had the money to pay the bank back and make everything right. With all the money back in place, no one would be hurt and finally she could be free of her guilt! She would make everything right.. Just punching a few numbers into her computer and placing the money in the vault would put everything back in place. She set her purse on her chair at her desk and logged into the computer, quickly navigating to the financial section that would let her put all the money back in its place.

 

[Ruphhausin]

Tara Evans was nervous as she went into work. She worked for a large financial institution in her city.. it financed at least half of everything that happened in the city and was known internationally. She had worked for them for quite some time, and managed to go from the secretarial pool to being an assistant fairly high up the chain. Her paycheck had grown, as had her standard of living.

Pulling back her blonde hair, revealing her gleaming diamond earrings that shone against her pale skin, she tied it back before going back to clutching her purse tightly against her, protecting it. Since it held $50,000, she saw a good reason for protecting it.

She had hit a hard time earlier in the year, coming close to losing her home, her car, and everything else due to a couple of bad investments. And that was when she came across her idea. With some creative budgeting, she could cut her expenses enough that she would eventually make some money to pay back what was owed, but if she didn't pay it back immediately she would lose it all and never be able to pay it back. As a single woman with all of her family deceased, she had no one else she could turn to.

So she skimmed from the bank. She took a bit from each account that fell across her desk, adjusting the numbers so that it would never show. And before she knew it, she had every penny she needed. She hated doing it and had always counted on her job to keep her safe, protected, and living well.. and then she was biting it by stealing, but she hadn't seen any other choice at all.

But today was a good day.. today, she finally had the money to pay the bank back and make everything right. With all the money back in place, no one would be hurt and finally she could be free of her guilt! She would make everything right.. Just punching a few numbers into her computer and placing the money in the vault would put everything back in place. She set her purse on her chair at her desk and logged into the computer, quickly navigating to the financial section that would let her put all the money back in its place.

Devon Miles watched on the security cameras, very pleased as he kept his eyes on Tara. They were not the regular security cameras, rather they were a serious of smaller fiber optic cameras he had installed a few years ago. That was how he knew about what Tara had done, and how he had decided he was going to handle her the way he had been wanting to handle her. He was very fit for his age, and he was going to do what he wanted about her pilfering.

His green eyes studied her, waiting for her to put everything back so she could think for the rest of the day that she was safe and sound. He wanted her to spend the rest of that Thursday thinking she was fine, when he was going to take the long weekend to start showing her she was going to pay a real price for messing with HIS bank. HE was the law there, and she was going to learn just that. He already had one of his managers going down to give her the note about wanting to speak to her about a special position he had for her.

He had his silk suit perfect as always, and his dark brown hair neat on his head. He did not look his age, and that was another part of what he wanted to impress on her. He was the very image of the unimpeachable executive, and that was what he needed her to see before he dropped the bomb on her.

 

[HeatherHeart]

Tara typed in the final sequence into her computer and smiled, shoulders slumping in visible relief.. the computer was back to normal, the accounts were back to normal.. all that was left was to replace the money and she'd be good to go once again! Standing up and smoothing out her gray skirt, she checked her white blouse and smiled as her heels clicked along the hard floor of the bank. Stepping into the bank vault with a smile at the security guard, she smoothly stepped past the door and looked around to make sure no one was looking. Slipping her hand quickly into her purse, she set the stack of bills in place and quickly twirled to head back out of the vault. It was done! She was free, the guilt was dissipating, and everything was right again. She regretted what she had to do, but it was over now.

She had barely sat down at her desk before the note was dropped at her desk that Devon Miles wanted to see her about a special position. She hadn't expected that, but she grinned from ear to ear. The day was going perfectly! Her blue eyes glittered as she walked quickly to Mr. Miles office and stepped through the door after the receptionist waved her in. He looked as impressive and intimidating as always with his expensive suit and dark hair, green eyes shining brightly at her, showing his intelligence.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" she asked, trying to hold back her excitement.

 

[Ruphhausin]

Devon was very amused as she walked unsuspecting into his office, and he looked up from the file that he had been reading. It was a private investigator's report on Tara, and he was very pleased indeed with the information. He closed the folder and pressed the hidden button, silently locking the doors and the windows to his office. He continued to smile, gesturing to the chair right in front of his desk. He waited for her to sit down, knowing that she would as she was a "good employee". He saw the excitement in her face, and he decided to play with her a little bit.

"Sit down Tara, I have been meaning to talk to you about an opportunity that has opened up for you. I have noticed your hard work as of late, and a position has come to light that I really feel fits you well. It is going to take a lot out of you, but I really do feel that it is something that you will excel at."

He places his hands together in front of his face, his complimentary sounding words something that he wanted her to really focus on. He waited until she either said something or she entered that frame of mind all employees do when they hear good news and then he continued.

"I even am going to, for the most part, let slide that you absconded with $50,000 of the banks funds for a while. Of course, that is only because I learned you really needed it. However, we are going to address how you can make up for the fact I do not report you to either the police, the FBI, the Trade Commission, or the Treasury Department."

 

[HeatherHeart]

Devon was very amused as she walked unsuspecting into his office, and he looked up from the file that he had been reading. It was a private investigator's report on Tara, and he was very pleased indeed with the information. He closed the folder and pressed the hidden button, silently locking the doors and the windows to his office. He continued to smile, gesturing to the chair right in front of his desk. He waited for her to sit down, knowing that she would as she was a "good employee". He saw the excitement in her face, and he decided to play with her a little bit.

"Sit down Tara, I have been meaning to talk to you about an opportunity that has opened up for you. I have noticed your hard work as of late, and a position has come to light that I really feel fits you well. It is going to take a lot out of you, but I really do feel that it is something that you will excel at."

He places his hands together in front of his face, his complimentary sounding words something that he wanted her to really focus on. He waited until she either said something or she entered that frame of mind all employees do when they hear good news and then he continued.

"I even am going to, for the most part, let slide that you absconded with $50,000 of the banks funds for a while. Of course, that is only because I learned you really needed it. However, we are going to address how you can make up for the fact I do not report you to either the police, the FBI, the Trade Commission, or the Treasury Department."

Tara smiled broadly as she faced Mr. Miles. This was it! He closed a folder he was looking at and invited her to sit down. She slid into place eagerly, smoothing her gray skirt under her. As he talked, her heart pumped faster and faster. It sounded like the perfect position. Was it VP? Senior assistant? What could he be getting at? She twisted her hands absently in her lap as he kept going.. and then he stopped and let her absorb what he had said. She couldn't help but smile even bigger, trying not to giggle as he talked.

And then the ground dropped out of her floor. Her heart sank into her feet and her eyes lowered, tears just beginning to form and drip down her cheeks. She knew better than to try and deny it.. she knew better than to pretend she hadn't done it. He seemed too confident of himself. As he rattled off the list of agencies he could report it to, the tears came faster and she realized just how much trouble she was in.. her life could be over at this point. She could be in jail the rest of her life..but then it finally registered that he had mentioned what she could do to keep him from doing that.. she looked up at him, sniffling, confused, and terrified.. "What.. what I can do to.. make up for it, sir? I paid it all back, s-sir.."

 

[Ruphhausin]

Tara smiled broadly as she faced Mr. Miles. This was it! He closed a folder he was looking at and invited her to sit down. She slid into place eagerly, smoothing her gray skirt under her. As he talked, her heart pumped faster and faster. It sounded like the perfect position. Was it VP? Senior assistant? What could he be getting at? She twisted her hands absently in her lap as he kept going.. and then he stopped and let her absorb what he had said. She couldn't help but smile even bigger, trying not to giggle as he talked.

And then the ground dropped out of her floor. Her heart sank into her feet and her eyes lowered, tears just beginning to form and drip down her cheeks. She knew better than to try and deny it.. she knew better than to pretend she hadn't done it. He seemed too confident of himself. As he rattled off the list of agencies he could report it to, the tears came faster and she realized just how much trouble she was in.. her life could be over at this point. She could be in jail the rest of her life..but then it finally registered that he had mentioned what she could do to keep him from doing that.. she looked up at him, sniffling, confused, and terrified.. "What.. what I can do to.. make up for it, sir? I paid it all back, s-sir.."

"Yes, you did pay it all back, and that is why I will not report you to anyone. You see, Tara, I see potential in you that I really have seen in you. I have had you thoroughly investigated, and I am going to offer you two position, both of which will insure you will never have to do anything like taking that amount ever again."

He was still smiling very proudly as he looked at her, knowing that she would know he was telling the truth of what he said. Devon was more than focused on her, as he was just able to keep himself from becoming too stimulated at the wrong moment. He waited to make certain his previous words had sunk in before he continued with what would be his boldest words to her so far.

"You, Tara, are going to be the Executive Vice President in charge of Special Accounts. Anyone who can hide things that well should be able to catch others doing it. I was the only one that caught you, and there are consistently at least five to ten federal officers going through the records and computers at least twice a week at any given time. I want that talent working for me from now on, and as far as pay, $50,000 will be paltry in comparison to your expense account alone.'

He slowly poured himself a glass of the Blood orange juice from the carafe in the chilled bowl he always had on his desk, then sipped it as he watched the realization she was not being fired sink in. He had no intention of doing any such thing. He was an obscenely wealthy man, with assets separate from his back. He could do whatever the fuck he wanted, even the moments of shear generosity he had in the past, like using his own money to cover the losses and blunders of those who were inexperienced and deserved that grace from him. He was not a greedy man, but he wanted her and he was not going to be denied what he wanted. He never was, and those who did did pay. He set the glass down, and then began telling her about the rest.

"The duties are actually quite nominal compared to what you are used to. In fact, with the exception of an hour or three three days a week looking at the computer records and cross-checking information, there is not much to it. That will leave you free to spend the rest of your time in your other capacity as my Slave. Now, get your ass over her right now and bend over my lap."

He was very serious, and when and if she tried to leave, she would learn she was locked in and was going no where.

 

[HeatherHeart]

Tara was extremely curious when he talked about offering her two positions. Two? That was unheard of, but it did sound interesting! She leaned forward a bit, her elbows pressing into her knees, as she listened. Executive Vice President in Charge of Special Accounts? That sounded impressive! She never dreamed she would get promoted for what she had done, but his logic made a certain sense. She had managed to get away with it rather well, she thought. And here she was looking at a low stress high paying job! If the first job was that awesome, how sweet would the other be? Her fears faded and her heart soared, a large smile spreading across her entire face.

But then he kept talking, and once again she was entirely panicked.. his slave?? Was he serious? She saw the dark look on his face and instantly knew he was. Oh no.. Oh no! This couldn't happen! Jumping up from her chair, she went to the door and twisted the handle, but it wouldn't turn.. the door was locked.. Spinning around, her back to the hard wood of the door, she shook her head, tears in her eyes. "M-Mr. Mason.. please.. there.. there has to be some other way! P-please!"

 

[Ruphhausin]

Tara was extremely curious when he talked about offering her two positions. Two? That was unheard of, but it did sound interesting! She leaned forward a bit, her elbows pressing into her knees, as she listened. Executive Vice President in Charge of Special Accounts? That sounded impressive! She never dreamed she would get promoted for what she had done, but his logic made a certain sense. She had managed to get away with it rather well, she thought. And here she was looking at a low stress high paying job! If the first job was that awesome, how sweet would the other be? Her fears faded and her heart soared, a large smile spreading across her entire face.

But then he kept talking, and once again she was entirely panicked.. his slave?? Was he serious? She saw the dark look on his face and instantly knew he was. Oh no.. Oh no! This couldn't happen! Jumping up from her chair, she went to the door and twisted the handle, but it wouldn't turn.. the door was locked.. Spinning around, her back to the hard wood of the door, she shook her head, tears in her eyes. "M-Mr. Miles.. please.. there.. there has to be some other way! P-please!"

Devon was still very calm, watching as Tara attempted to open the door. He was still very calm as she was having her little stress attack, and he was sipping his juice again before he responded her her declaration. When he did speak, it was with an extremely authoritative tone that told her just as much as his words did.

"I am very serious, Tara. You are going to have the job I said, with all of the duties and benefits I told you that you would. I am also saying that you will also be my Slave, with all of the duties and responsibilities that being my Slave involves. It is your choice, my dear... as you can either fulfill my wants and desires, or those of your cellmate in a federal prison."

He watched her, his eyes as intense as a helium laser as he focused on hers. He was serious, as she did deserve to go to prison, but he was being generous and offering her what the government would after her sentence was served. He was a little firmer in his slacks, and he slowly moved back from his desk so she would have room.

"I am waiting, Tara, but the clock is ticking....."

 

[HeatherHeart]

Devon was still very calm, watching as Tara attempted to open the door. He was still very calm as she was having her little stress attack, and he was sipping his juice again before he responded her her declaration. When he did speak, it was with an extremely authoritative tone that told her just as much as his words did.

"I am very serious, Tara. You are going to have the job I said, with all of the duties and benefits I told you that you would. I am also saying that you will also be my Slave, with all of the duties and responsibilities that being my Slave involves. It is your choice, my dear... as you can either fulfill my wants and desires, or those of your cellmate in a federal prison."

He watched her, his eyes as intense as a helium laser as he focused on hers. He was serious, as she did deserve to go to prison, but he was being generous and offering her what the government would after her sentence was served. He was a little firmer in his slacks, and he slowly moved back from his desk so she would have room.

"I am waiting, Tara, but the clock is ticking....."

With her back to the wall, Tara had no choice but to listen as Mr. Miles calmly but very seriously explained to her the situation she was in. How could anyone be serious about that kind of thing?? How could anyone be so cruel? She didn't want to go to prison.. she didn't want to spend her life with a cell mate - possibly a truly cruel woman - for the rest of her life. And she had no doubt as to how long she would be in prison.

Tears sliding down her cheeks, she sniffled her nose. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe it would be house cleaning or taking the car to be washed or picking up the laundry. She already did stuff like that as an assistant. This wouldn't be that much worse, right? She couldn't imagine that he could have much more than that in mind. He just wanted to make a point and it would all be over soon..

Wiping the tears from her face, her heels clicked loudly on the hard floor as she walked carefully, slowly, across the expanse of room to where Mr. Miles was sitting behind his desk, looking very stern and serious. Taking a breath, she lowered her eyes from the intense ones staring so firmly at her and said, "O-okay," and moved behind his desk. Standing next to his chair, feeling embarrassed and foolish, she lowered herself over his chair until she was laying across it as he had originally commanded, her feet barely brushing the ground. She lay there, her hair falling around her face as she stared at the ground, her arms dangling with her. She felt uncomfortable, the chair pushing roughly into her skin, and was surprised to find how hard it would be to get back up again quickly.. she also noticed the firm bulge that poked against her stomach, but tried to pretend she didn't.

 

[Ruphhausin]

With her back to the wall, Tara had no choice but to listen as Mr. Miles calmly but very seriously explained to her the situation she was in. How could anyone be serious about that kind of thing?? How could anyone be so cruel? She didn't want to go to prison.. she didn't want to spend her life with a cell mate - possibly a truly cruel woman - for the rest of her life. And she had no doubt as to how long she would be in prison.

Tears sliding down her cheeks, she sniffled her nose. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe it would be house cleaning or taking the car to be washed or picking up the laundry. She already did stuff like that as an assistant. This wouldn't be that much worse, right? She couldn't imagine that he could have much more than that in mind. He just wanted to make a point and it would all be over soon..

Wiping the tears from her face, her heels clicked loudly on the hard floor as she walked carefully, slowly, across the expanse of room to where Mr. Miles was sitting behind his desk, looking very stern and serious. Taking a breath, she lowered her eyes from the intense ones staring so firmly at her and said, "O-okay," and moved behind his desk. Standing next to his chair, feeling embarrassed and foolish, she lowered herself over his chair until she was laying across it as he had originally commanded, her feet barely brushing the ground. She lay there, her hair falling around her face as she stared at the ground, her arms dangling with her. She felt uncomfortable, the chair pushing roughly into her skin, and was surprised to find how hard it would be to get back up again quickly.. she also noticed the firm bulge that poked against her stomach, but tried to pretend she didn't.

Devon moved his hand to push her skirt up her legs and to her waist, admiring her lovely legs. He smiled as he knew she was feeling his hardening cock against her stomach, but he said nothing for the moment. He then move his one arm to pin her against his lap as he slowly pulled her panties down to get her lovely as exposed. Using swift movements, he got the panties down to fall onto the floor and then proceeded to spank her ass, the full number of her age on each cheek. He enjoyed how she reacted to the spanking, relishing how she took each swat.

"This is just a beginning, Tara, as I have many more things I intend to do to you as my Slave. This is about you humbling yourself to your Master, as that is what I am as of this moment. Now, you shall tell Master how sorry you are, and that you will do anything to please him, no matter what it may be."

His hand pushed open her thighs, his fingers finding and teasing her pussy steadily. He was going to make her demean and humiliate herself for him, right in his office, as the first step in showing how sorry she was for doing what she had done.

 

[HeatherHeart]

Devon moved his hand to push her skirt up her legs and to her waist, admiring her lovely legs. He smiled as he knew she was feeling his hardening cock against her stomach, but he said nothing for the moment. He then move his one arm to pin her against his lap as he slowly pulled her panties down to get her lovely as exposed. Using swift movements, he got the panties down to fall onto the floor and then proceeded to spank her ass, the full number of her age on each cheek. He enjoyed how she reacted to the spanking, relishing how she took each swat.

"This is just a beginning, Tara, as I have many more things I intend to do to you as my Slave. This is about you humbling yourself to your Master, as that is what I am as of this moment. Now, you shall tell Master how sorry you are, and that you will do anything to please him, no matter what it may be."

His hand pushed open her thighs, his fingers finding and teasing her pussy steadily. He was going to make her demean and humiliate herself for him, right in his office, as the first step in showing how sorry she was for doing what she had done.

She squirmed on his lap as she felt him sliding her skirt up her legs, past her waist, revealing her thin, red cotton panties. Her toes curled and legs kicked a little, but she couldn't get leverage to do anything about it. Each squirm pushed his hard shaft into her stomach, almost as if it were a promise of more things to come.. or in this case a threat..

And then he shifted to keep her in place as suddenly her butt was bared, his strong, large arm holding her in place as she was completely unprotected from his interests. She couldn't believe this was happening, that she was even allowing this to happen, but she had been too well trapped! He had her every way that he could, and she could always refuse.. and go to jail..

And then she shrieked out in shock and pain as he began spanking her with hard, fast strokes over and over.. it seemed like it wouldn't end as her butt burned with fire, each stroke making her wince and hurt more. She hadn't been spanked since she was ten years old, and here she was being spanked by her boss? It was humiliating and embarrassing and she felt three inches tall as she could only lay there over his lap.. his shaft.. and take it.

And then he talked again about her being his slave.. that he was her Master.. and she flushed hotly at the words as tears streamed down her face to splash on the floor. There.. was more after this? She had somehow prayed it would end after this one meeting...

She took a deep breath, attempting to steady herself, before she said quietly, responding to his direction as her red butt pointed to the ceiling and her panties lay on the floor below her heeled feet, "I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. Miles. I.. I'll do.. anything.. to.. to please you, whatever it might.. might be." She had no idea what he might have in mind, but she only knew she had to get through it and wait for all of this to be over. For now, he seemed to have all the control.. her.. Master..

 

[Ruphhausin]

She squirmed on his lap as she felt him sliding her skirt up her legs, past her waist, revealing her thin, red cotton panties. Her toes curled and legs kicked a little, but she couldn't get leverage to do anything about it. Each squirm pushed his hard shaft into her stomach, almost as if it were a promise of more things to come.. or in this case a threat..

And then he shifted to keep her in place as suddenly her butt was bared, his strong, large arm holding her in place as she was completely unprotected from his interests. She couldn't believe this was happening, that she was even allowing this to happen, but she had been too well trapped! He had her every way that he could, and she could always refuse.. and go to jail..

And then she shrieked out in shock and pain as he began spanking her with hard, fast strokes over and over.. it seemed like it wouldn't end as her butt burned with fire, each stroke making her wince and hurt more. She hadn't been spanked since she was ten years old, and here she was being spanked by her boss? It was humiliating and embarrassing and she felt three inches tall as she could only lay there over his lap.. his shaft.. and take it.

And then he talked again about her being his slave.. that he was her Master.. and she flushed hotly at the words as tears streamed down her face to splash on the floor. There.. was more after this? She had somehow prayed it would end after this one meeting...

She took a deep breath, attempting to steady herself, before she said quietly, responding to his direction as her red butt pointed to the ceiling and her panties lay on the floor below her heeled feet, "I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. Miles. I.. I'll do.. anything.. to.. to please you, whatever it might.. might be." She had no idea what he might have in mind, but she only knew she had to get through it and wait for all of this to be over. For now, he seemed to have all the control.. her.. Master..

Devon laughed softly, a slightly wicked tone to the sound as he continued to tease Tara's pussy. He was moving his fingers in ways that he knew had to be driving her a bit crazy, and he was wanting that very thing to be happening to her. He had to let her see that he was in total control of everything that was happening, and that she had no reason to doubt he was capable of staying in control. He then moved his fingers on her clit, watching her responses as he spoke to her more about her servitude to him.

"I have been watching you, and I really to like what I see, Tara. To answer a question that may be on that mind of yours, yes I am going to make you my sexual slave, as well as my slave in every other way I wish. I see the potential in you for you to be the perfect Fucktoy, and we are going to start immediately working on that. Perhaps I will let you go after a while and just return to the duties of your new job here at the back after a while."

He pondered that aloud, two of his fingers pushing inside of her pussy suddenly as he spoke that last sentence. He stroked her perineum with his thumb, wanting her ultra-sensitive as soon as possible. He then gave her his second order of the hour, loving how her pussy felt around his fingers as eh moved them slowly in and out of her sex.

"Get the damn blouse completely off, Tara. I will move enough for that, but you will not move in any other way other than getting your blouse and bra off and putting them there on the floor in front of you."

 

[HeatherHeart]

Devon laughed softly, a slightly wicked tone to the sound as he continued to tease Tara's pussy. He was moving his fingers in ways that he knew had to be driving her a bit crazy, and he was wanting that very thing to be happening to her. He had to let her see that he was in total control of everything that was happening, and that she had no reason to doubt he was capable of staying in control. He then moved his fingers on her clit, watching her responses as he spoke to her more about her servitude to him.

"I have been watching you, and I really to like what I see, Tara. To answer a question that may be on that mind of yours, yes I am going to make you my sexual slave, as well as my slave in every other way I wish. I see the potential in you for you to be the perfect Fucktoy, and we are going to start immediately working on that. Perhaps I will let you go after a while and just return to the duties of your new job here at the back after a while."

He pondered that aloud, two of his fingers pushing inside of her pussy suddenly as he spoke that last sentence. He stroked her perineum with his thumb, wanting her ultra-sensitive as soon as possible. He then gave her his second order of the hour, loving how her pussy felt around his fingers as eh moved them slowly in and out of her sex.

"Get the damn blouse completely off, Tara. I will move enough for that, but you will not move in any other way other than getting your blouse and bra off and putting them there on the floor in front of you."

She bit her lip, a moan threatening to escape her mouth, but she managed to fight it back as his hand continued to play along her mound. He seemed to know just how to touch, just how much pressure to apply, and she was finding it harder and harder to resist the feelings her body kept pushing forward. She knew he could easily tell how moist she was becoming, the fire building in her stomach hotter and hotter, but she didn't want to give in. Didn't... want to enjoy this. It wasn't even her choice, really!

But then he slid his finger along her clit and she moaned out loudly, entire body shivering.. and she knew it was too late.. she couldn't hide her reactions from him anymore, the growing passions.

He talked as he teased her. He talked about how she would definitely be his sexual slave. His.. fucktoy? She hated the sound of that word.. the meaning of that word.., but what could she do?? And even as he dangled hope in front of her, she cried out loudly, echoing from the walls, as he slipped two fingers into her now slick tunnel, spreading it wide with welcome friction, and she trembled on his lap, impailed by his fingers, utterly under his control now..his thumb and fingers working in concert to make her moan and squirm, face down on his lap.

And then he told her to take off her blouse, and she shivered once again.. would she be allowed no privacy or control at all? She did as he said, however, and managed to squirm enough to get the buttons of her blouse undone, tugging it off and placing it on the floor where she would be staring at it, and the reaching back to unclasp her bra, releasing her modest 34B breasts, light pink nipples pressing into his thigh as she lay back down obediently, wishing she had the nerve to fight back, to resist, but she just didn't see any way to. Not right now, anyway. She would have to wait for her change, and.. mmmmm.. oh it felt so good, too.. as his fingers delved into her, his hard cock shoving roughly now into her trim stomach.

 

[Ruphhausin]

She bit her lip, a moan threatening to escape her mouth, but she managed to fight it back as his hand continued to play along her mound. He seemed to know just how to touch, just how much pressure to apply, and she was finding it harder and harder to resist the feelings her body kept pushing forward. She knew he could easily tell how moist she was becoming, the fire building in her stomach hotter and hotter, but she didn't want to give in. Didn't... want to enjoy this. It wasn't even her choice, really!

But then he slid his finger along her clit and she moaned out loudly, entire body shivering.. and she knew it was too late.. she couldn't hide her reactions from him anymore, the growing passions.

He talked as he teased her. He talked about how she would definitely be his sexual slave. His.. fucktoy? She hated the sound of that word.. the meaning of that word.., but what could she do?? And even as he dangled hope in front of her, she cried out loudly, echoing from the walls, as he slipped two fingers into her now slick tunnel, spreading it wide with welcome friction, and she trembled on his lap, impailed by his fingers, utterly under his control now..his thumb and fingers working in concert to make her moan and squirm, face down on his lap.

And then he told her to take off her blouse, and she shivered once again.. would she be allowed no privacy or control at all? She did as he said, however, and managed to squirm enough to get the buttons of her blouse undone, tugging it off and placing it on the floor where she would be staring at it, and the reaching back to unclasp her bra, releasing her modest 34B breasts, light pink nipples pressing into his thigh as she lay back down obediently, wishing she had the nerve to fight back, to resist, but she just didn't see any way to. Not right now, anyway. She would have to wait for her change, and.. mmmmm.. oh it felt so good, too.. as his fingers delved into her, his hard cock shoving roughly now into her trim stomach.

Devon soon was moving, his arm getting under her stomach as he moved her where she was now bent over his desk. He leaned in, his fingers still pumping into her as he allowed her to feel his other hand as it unzipped his trousers. He let her feel his cock as it came out of his pants, knowing how astonished she would be at it's large size. He rubbed it against the one side of her ass and thigh, letting her get a feel for how big it was, both in length and width. He then leaned in more, his mouth at her ear as he told her just what she was in for.

"I feel how tight your cunt is, Tara, and that is very good, because I am about to stretch you with my big cock. You are going to start guessing how big it is from the start, as now your real Slave duties to me start. Two fingers is no match for my real width, but then I am going to make you really work in satisfying my expectations of you..."

He removed his fingers and placed the plum-sized head of his cock at her dripping wet pussy. He then move his hands to her hips and took her, thrusting every bit of his cock all the way inside her with one immense invasion. He held her in place, grinding his pelvis into her so she felt it all as he wanted her to. He let her react to what he did, not wanting to continue until she made her first guess as to how big his cock was as it was deep inside of her pussy.

 

[HeatherHeart]

Devon soon was moving, his arm getting under her stomach as he moved her where she was now bent over his desk. He leaned in, his fingers still pumping into her as he allowed her to feel his other hand as it unzipped his trousers. He let her feel his cock as it came out of his pants, knowing how astonished she would be at it's large size. He rubbed it against the one side of her ass and thigh, letting her get a feel for how big it was, both in length and width. He then leaned in more, his mouth at her ear as he told her just what she was in for.

"I feel how tight your cunt is, Tara, and that is very good, because I am about to stretch you with my big cock. You are going to start guessing how big it is from the start, as now your real Slave duties to me start. Two fingers is no match for my real width, but then I am going to make you really work in satisfying my expectations of you..."

He removed his fingers and placed the plum-sized head of his cock at her dripping wet pussy. He then move his hands to her hips and took her, thrusting every bit of his cock all the way inside her with one immense invasion. He held her in place, grinding his pelvis into her so she felt it all as he wanted her to. He let her react to what he did, not wanting to continue until she made her first guess as to how big his cock was as it was deep inside of her pussy.

He manhandled her easily, bending her over the desk so that her bare butt was exposed for him to see, and again he held her in place so that she didn't have a chance to get up or escape. She craned her head back to try and see what he was doing, but she couldn't get a good view. She moaned out as his fingers continued to push into her over and over, her hair spilling out across the large desk, and she felt a large shaft pressing against her.. It felt bigger than anything she had ever felt, anything she ever thought possible..

She blushed hotly as he talked about her.. her cunt.. and how tight it was, and how he was going to stretch it. That he wanted her to guess the size. He slid his fingers out of her dripping hole and she sighed from the emptiness, until she felt something much larger pushing against her lips. Was that.. the head? Oh my god.. how could she even take such a thing? It could ruin her! And then he put his hands on her hips, holding her in place, and in one soul-searing, painful moment he filled her, bottoming out and pushing against the very back of her, shoving into her cervix, and she cried out in absolute agony, feeling split in two as he shoved her slick tunnel wide open. He was grinding into her, making the pain burn and spread slowly, until she realized he was waiting.. waiting for her to.. to guess..

She had no idea how big it was, only that it was bigger than anyone should ever have to suffer, and she gasped out in a voice thick with pain," N-nine inches?" She prayed that she was right. That maybe he would stop then, her internal muscles screaming for relief that she feared he would not give her.. she wondered if she would be able to be with normal men after this monster!

 

[Ruphhausin]

He manhandled her easily, bending her over the desk so that her bare butt was exposed for him to see, and again he held her in place so that she didn't have a chance to get up or escape. She craned her head back to try and see what he was doing, but she couldn't get a good view. She moaned out as his fingers continued to push into her over and over, her hair spilling out across the large desk, and she felt a large shaft pressing against her.. It felt bigger than anything she had ever felt, anything she ever thought possible..

She blushed hotly as he talked about her.. her cunt.. and how tight it was, and how he was going to stretch it. That he wanted her to guess the size. He slid his fingers out of her dripping hole and she sighed from the emptiness, until she felt something much larger pushing against her lips. Was that.. the head? Oh my god.. how could she even take such a thing? It could ruin her! And then he put his hands on her hips, holding her in place, and in one soul-searing, painful moment he filled her, bottoming out and pushing against the very back of her, shoving into her cervix, and she cried out in absolute agony, feeling split in two as he shoved her slick tunnel wide open. He was grinding into her, making the pain burn and spread slowly, until she realized he was waiting.. waiting for her to.. to guess..

She had no idea how big it was, only that it was bigger than anyone should ever have to suffer, and she gasped out in a voice thick with pain," N-nine inches?" She prayed that she was right. That maybe he would stop then, her internal muscles screaming for relief that she feared he would not give her.. she wondered if she would be able to be with normal men after this monster!

With his body pressed against her, he held her and let her get used to the size of his massive tool. She was off by a few inches, and she made no attempt to guess how wide he was, but he was not focused on that. He had her pinned and he shook his head as he leaned in more to look at her face. He wiggled into her from behind, making his cock move inside her just a bit before he said anything again. When he did speak, his tone was possessive, intense, and with a touch of cruelty in the lustful words.

"You are off by a good bit, Fuck Toy Tara. You have to make an other guess. Your walls are stretched to their maximum, and my head has invaded your cervix, and that is so very much what I wanted. You will get used to some of it over time, as it will be my pleasure indeed to get you used to it."

He then started to move, extracting his cock from her pussy almost at the point of total removal, only to thrust back all the way inside again. He knew many things about Tara, especially things she may not have paid attention to from her own doctor. He was steady in his movements, knowing as he had her pinned that both his balls against her clit and her rubbing against the desk would start stimulating her more. She was not a virgin, so he did not worry about her bleeding as he started to pick up the pace just a little.

"Guess again, Slave, and perhaps when it is time for you to use your mouth and throat I will be a little more gentle there."

 

[HeatherHeart]

With his body pressed against her, he held her and let her get used to the size of his massive tool. She was off by a few inches, and she made no attempt to guess how wide he was, but he was not focused on that. He had her pinned and he shook his head as he leaned in more to look at her face. He wiggled into her from behind, making his cock move inside her just a bit before he said anything again. When he did speak, his tone was possessive, intense, and with a touch of cruelty in the lustful words.

"You are off by a good bit, Fuck Toy Tara. You have to make an other guess. Your walls are stretched to their maximum, and my head has invaded your cervix, and that is so very much what I wanted. You will get used to some of it over time, as it will be my pleasure indeed to get you used to it."

He then started to move, extracting his cock from her pussy almost at the point of total removal, only to thrust back all the way inside again. He knew many things about Tara, especially things she may not have paid attention to from her own doctor. He was steady in his movements, knowing as he had her pinned that both his balls against her clit and her rubbing against the desk would start stimulating her more. She was not a virgin, so he did not worry about her bleeding as he started to pick up the pace just a little.

"Guess again, Slave, and perhaps when it is time for you to use your mouth and throat I will be a little more gentle there."

She squealed again as she moved, feeling incredibly impailed on his massive shaft, and each movement was painful to her. She was surprised she wasn't bleeding all over him, that he hadn't torn her apart. Her eyes were flooded with tears. He said that she was off a bit and then described what he was doing to her, making her cry harder.. he called her Fuck Toy TAra, which made her want to crawl into a hole and disappear in shame.. she could feel what he was doing to her and she didn't think that she would ever get used to it! She was going to be ruined for anyone!

She cried out loudly when he started moving again, scraping her against the desk. There was something under the pain, though.. something under the agony.. her stomach was tickling her, her clit sending sparks through her.. it was almost hidden through the sheer agony, but it built more and more.. and her breath came faster with each thrust.. she prayed when he pulled out that he would stay out, and she prayed when he shoved back in that she wouldn't be killed.. but through it all, she also began to pray that the pleasure would build, if only to decrease the agony.

Then he called her slave and told her to guess again..that he might be more gentle when he used her mouth and throat.. mouth and throat?? She could never take that monster in her mouth!! She screamed out in a mixture of agony and ecstacy before moaning out a response, a desperate guess that didn't even seem possible, "Ahhh ah 12 in...inches.. gahhh"

 

[Ruphhausin]

She squealed again as she moved, feeling incredibly impailed on his massive shaft, and each movement was painful to her. She was surprised she wasn't bleeding all over him, that he hadn't torn her apart. Her eyes were flooded with tears. He said that she was off a bit and then described what he was doing to her, making her cry harder.. he called her Fuck Toy TAra, which made her want to crawl into a hole and disappear in shame.. she could feel what he was doing to her and she didn't think that she would ever get used to it! She was going to be ruined for anyone!

She cried out loudly when he started moving again, scraping her against the desk. There was something under the pain, though.. something under the agony.. her stomach was tickling her, her clit sending sparks through her.. it was almost hidden through the sheer agony, but it built more and more.. and her breath came faster with each thrust.. she prayed when he pulled out that he would stay out, and she prayed when he shoved back in that she wouldn't be killed.. but through it all, she also began to pray that the pleasure would build, if only to decrease the agony.

Then he called her slave and told her to guess again..that he might be more gentle when he used her mouth and throat.. mouth and throat?? She could never take that monster in her mouth!! She screamed out in a mixture of agony and ecstacy before moaning out a response, a desperate guess that didn't even seem possible, "Ahhh ah 12 in...inches.. gahhh"

As Devon continued to move and thrust into Tara, her sounds made him very pleased indeed. She was feeling precisely what he wanted her to feel, the pain agony coupled with the pleasure something that he knew would make it much more intense for her. She knew she did wrong, and her own mind and body would allow him to punish her the way he wanted to. As her guess came out in a desperate and intense agony and ecstasy laced moan, he laughed with a still wicked but more subdued tone. He would not nitpick over a very small amount, so he leaned in and told her as he continued to thrust into her and picked up a little speed with each word as he did.

"That is close enough, Tara, as an inch and a half difference is alright. Thirteen and a half is accurate length wise, but now you need to give me the length of the weapon I am using on your thieving cunt."

He moved his hands up her sides, tightly gripping and yanking her by her ribcage. He was going to bruise her, that he did not want her to doubt, but he also wanted to force her to orgasm. As he started to really pound into her, he knew from how she responded that would not be a problem at all.

 

[HeatherHeart]

As Devon continued to move and thrust into Tara, her sounds made him very pleased indeed. She was feeling precisely what he wanted her to feel, the pain agony coupled with the pleasure something that he knew would make it much more intense for her. She knew she did wrong, and her own mind and body would allow him to punish her the way he wanted to. As her guess came out in a desperate and intense agony and ecstasy laced moan, he laughed with a still wicked but more subdued tone. He would not nitpick over a very small amount, so he leaned in and told her as he continued to thrust into her and picked up a little speed with each word as he did.

"That is close enough, Tara, as an inch and a half difference is alright. Thirteen and a half is accurate length wise, but now you need to give me the length of the weapon I am using on your thieving cunt."

He moved his hands up her sides, tightly gripping and yanking her by her ribcage. He was going to bruise her, that he did not want her to doubt, but he also wanted to force her to orgasm. As he started to really pound into her, he knew from how she responded that would not be a problem at all.

She was losing all sense of anything as the pain and pleasure mixed and mingled within her, blending together to make her completely insensible. He continued to push harder, their skin smacking together as his balls continued to stimulate her hyper-sensitive clit with each thrust, the desk stimulating her, and he told her that she was close enough.. her eyes widened when he said he was 13 and a half inches.. he speared past her cervix with each push, making her scream out each time, so she didn't doubt him.. but she never knew it was even possible!

And then he wanted her to guess the width? He was certainly right about it being a weapon, but she hated when he used the word.. cunt.. She struggled against his rough handling as he grabbed onto her ribs, pulling her back over and over as he slammed into her harder and harder, and she was soon panting and moaning, fighting just to breathe as her entire body betrayed her, pushing her further and further, her entire body singing, and then she was screaming out, her legs trembling and threatening to collapse under her as her head tossed back and the most powerful orgasm she could have imagined rippled through her entire body, almost causing her to black out with the power of it, actually causing her to drool onto the desk she was bent over, her tunnel clenching down on the cock filling it

 

[Ruphhausin]

She was losing all sense of anything as the pain and pleasure mixed and mingled within her, blending together to make her completely insensible. He continued to push harder, their skin smacking together as his balls continued to stimulate her hyper-sensitive clit with each thrust, the desk stimulating her, and he told her that she was close enough.. her eyes widened when he said he was 13 and a half inches.. he speared past her cervix with each push, making her scream out each time, so she didn't doubt him.. but she never knew it was even possible!

And then he wanted her to guess the width? He was certainly right about it being a weapon, but she hated when he used the word.. cunt.. She struggled against his rough handling as he grabbed onto her ribs, pulling her back over and over as he slammed into her harder and harder, and she was soon panting and moaning, fighting just to breathe as her entire body betrayed her, pushing her further and further, her entire body singing, and then she was screaming out, her legs trembling and threatening to collapse under her as her head tossed back and the most powerful orgasm she could have imagined rippled through her entire body, almost causing her to black out with the power of it, actually causing her to drool onto the desk she was bent over, her tunnel clenching down on the cock filling it

As Tara came long and hard, Devon continued to pound into her twat with his thirteen and one half inch by two and a half inch monster cock. He liked that she was cumming so very hard, and he loved that though it would not really physically ruin her, in her mind it would. He was already planning other ways to make her more into submitting to what he waned her to do and be, and his continuous thrusting deep into her pussy and a bit past her cervix was getting her used to just how much he understood her body already. Her screaming was actually quite attractive, and made him want to pound into her still more. He told her more things as he continued to take her that way, giving her a bit of reassurance about the entire thing.

"Do not worry that this is just something I do with women, Tight Twat Tara. I wanted you and you just made it easier for me, as I really do not want to send you to prison. The better you serve me, the more likely I will forget all about the theft in the future. Now you just came for Master, and that is a very good start.. but of course, Master has not cum yet, and we must continue."

His hands found her shoulders. and he pulled on her to make her arch back. Her skirt was also rubbing against her to stimulate her pussy lips and clit as much as the desk itself and his balls. He was not done with her yet, as the holiday was coming up. A major bank holiday that would leave the back closed for an entire week, and he was going to make the most of it with her.

 

[HeatherHeart]

As Tara came long and hard, Devon continued to pound into her twat with his thirteen and one half inch by two and a half inch monster cock. He liked that she was cumming so very hard, and he loved that though it would not really physically ruin her, in her mind it would. He was already planning other ways to make her more into submitting to what he waned her to do and be, and his continuous thrusting deep into her pussy and a bit past her cervix was getting her used to just how much he understood her body already. Her screaming was actually quite attractive, and made him want to pound into her still more. He told her more things as he continued to take her that way, giving her a bit of reassurance about the entire thing.

"Do not worry that this is just something I do with women, Tight Twat Tara. I wanted you and you just made it easier for me, as I really do not want to send you to prison. The better you serve me, the more likely I will forget all about the theft in the future. Now you just came for Master, and that is a very good start.. but of course, Master has not cum yet, and we must continue."

His hands found her shoulders. and he pulled on her to make her arch back. Her skirt was also rubbing against her to stimulate her pussy lips and clit as much as the desk itself and his balls. He was not done with her yet, as the holiday was coming up. A major bank holiday that would leave the back closed for an entire week, and he was going to make the most of it with her.

She didn't get a chance to catch her breath as her heart raced and her breath was constantly pounded out of her. He kept talking as she moaned and squirmed, her entire body singing out loudly, keeping her on the edge just after falling off, her mind whirling, unable to hold a thought.

He called her Tight Twat, another horrible phrase, told her to keep.. keep serving.. that he hadn't yet cum.. she burned with shame, unable to get free, unsure anymore if she wanted to.. she was still so close. So very close. And he grabbed her shoulders tugging on them roughly, making her squeal all over again as her back was arched painfully as he pounded into her again and again.. she had no idea how she could get out of here... and then she didn't care as she screamed out once again, mouth locked open and body trembling and shaking as she came again on his monster shaft, certain now that she was tied to this man for a long time to come.. she had no idea what he had in store for her, but she knew that she had no way of fighting back..

 

[Ruphhausin]

She didn't get a chance to catch her breath as her heart raced and her breath was constantly pounded out of her. He kept talking as she moaned and squirmed, her entire body singing out loudly, keeping her on the edge just after falling off, her mind whirling, unable to hold a thought.

He called her Tight Twat, another horrible phrase, told her to keep.. keep serving.. that he hadn't yet cum.. she burned with shame, unable to get free, unsure anymore if she wanted to.. she was still so close. So very close. And he grabbed her shoulders tugging on them roughly, making her squeal all over again as her back was arched painfully as he pounded into her again and again.. she had no idea how she could get out of here... and then she didn't care as she screamed out once again, mouth locked open and body trembling and shaking as she came again on his monster shaft, certain now that she was tied to this man for a long time to come.. she had no idea what he had in store for her, but she knew that she had no way of fighting back..

Devon loved the position he had Tara in, her moaning, squirming, squealing, and screaming pleasing him more and more. The second orgasm he forced out of her body made her move in ways that stimulated his cock all the more. He was so much closer to his own first orgasm, and he was not going to move on without drenching her vagina with his load. He sped up his thrusts more, not thrilled she had yet to guess his width like he told her to. He moved his hands, getting them to her lovely B-cup tits, kneading and squeezing on them a bit roughly as he reminded her.

"You better be thinking of a guess of how wide my sword is as it runs you through so well, my Slave! I am no where in the realm of being done with you, as a matter of fact, I have yet to break a sweat! Your copiously constricting cunt needs much pillaging, so we continue!!"

He kept her arched back, pistoning his cock a bit harder and deeper inside of her. He was not going to stop or pull out, his orgasm moving in his balls and starting to rise into his member. He would cum sometime after her third release, and that was when he was really going to Dominate her tight body and degrade her a good bit further.

 

[HeatherHeart]

Devon loved the position he had Tara in, her moaning, squirming, squealing, and screaming pleasing him more and more. The second orgasm he forced out of her body made her move in ways that stimulated his cock all the more. He was so much closer to his own first orgasm, and he was not going to move on without drenching her vagina with his load. He sped up his thrusts more, not thrilled she had yet to guess his width like he told her to. He moved his hands, getting them to her lovely B-cup tits, kneading and squeezing on them a bit roughly as he reminded her.

"You better be thinking of a guess of how wide my sword is as it runs you through so well, my Slave! I am no where in the realm of being done with you, as a matter of fact, I have yet to break a sweat! Your copiously constricting cunt needs much pillaging, so we continue!!"

He kept her arched back, pistoning his cock a bit harder and deeper inside of her. He was not going to stop or pull out, his orgasm moving in his balls and starting to rise into his member. He would cum sometime after her third release, and that was when he was really going to Dominate her tight body and degrade her a good bit further.

She hated him.. how he talked to her, how he made her feel, her mind calming slightly after the second powerful orgasm and still he grinded into her, forcing himself roughly into her still as he mauled her breasts, squeezing more tears out of her eyes.

It was hard to think as he told her to guess his size.. it was hard to do anything but feel him in her body, and she was on the brink of a third, even more powerful orgasm as he speared her again and again with his incredibly large shaft.. she clawed at the desk, leaving little scratches along it with her nails, and moaned out over and over, trying to speak, trying to manage to say something, and finally managed to gasp out between moans, "Th-three.. three.. ahhhh ah god god yess.. oh god.. three inches??" and she prayed she was right.. she prayed that she would get a chance to recover.. to get her mind working again.. to do something other than.. than..

And she screamed out once again, her nails cracking against the wood of the desk, back arching more, head thrown back in pure pleasure as a third orgasm was forced out of her sore, pained body, her entire body a confused mix of pain and pleasure, her mind almost shutting down from the pleasures overloading it.. unwelcome, forced pleasure.. the most incredible rape..

 

[Ruphhausin]

She hated him.. how he talked to her, how he made her feel, her mind calming slightly after the second powerful orgasm and still he grinded into her, forcing himself roughly into her still as he mauled her breasts, squeezing more tears out of her eyes.

It was hard to think as he told her to guess his size.. it was hard to do anything but feel him in her body, and she was on the brink of a third, even more powerful orgasm as he speared her again and again with his incredibly large shaft.. she clawed at the desk, leaving little scratches along it with her nails, and moaned out over and over, trying to speak, trying to manage to say something, and finally managed to gasp out between moans, "Th-three.. three.. ahhhh ah god god yess.. oh god.. three inches??" and she prayed she was right.. she prayed that she would get a chance to recover.. to get her mind working again.. to do something other than.. than..

And she screamed out once again, her nails cracking against the wood of the desk, back arching more, head thrown back in pure pleasure as a third orgasm was forced out of her sore, pained body, her entire body a confused mix of pain and pleasure, her mind almost shutting down from the pleasures overloading it.. unwelcome, forced pleasure.. the most incredible rape..

Tara had gotten slow close, as he was a bit wider than two and a half that he would give it to her. Devon then growled and groaned, pounding into her just a bit more, then he gripped her to him as he gasped with his first orgasm. He made her feel his rod as it twitched, pulsed, contracted and expanded deep inside her as he filled her with the first round of his seed. He was not going to tell her if he could get her pregnant, as he wanted to make her lactate for him later. He wanted many more things already, forcing her to ride out his first eruption inside of her as he rode hers at the same time.

"You fucking came, my Fuck Slut Tara. You can pretend all you want to have other emotions about this, but you do want to be my Slave! You knew in your heart you would get caught, even though you didn't know what that would mean for you! Now, in this sound proof office, with a secluded way out to my car, you will learn all about how to please your Master!"

He took her skirt off, then placed it on his chair as he got the hidden bonds he had on the two legs of his desk nearest her legs. He bound her ankles where she had her legs spread and she was off the floor, her heels still on her feet and the angle her ankles were bound would keep them there. He then bound her wrists, also spread out, shaking his head at the scratches on the top surface of his desk. With her arms out at her sides, but just where she could move when she was arched, he folded her skirt in front of her and put all of her clothes in a pile in the chair in front of her.

"If the desk couldn't be repaired in a matter of hours, I would be upset, Fuck Toy. Now, as we have only just begun, you will take my cock into your mouth and throat. Swallow as you relax your throat muscles, Cunt Tara, as the longer it takes, the more you will be punished later."

He then gripped her hair, pushing the plum head of his cock into her mouth.
He reached over and spanked her ass and still sopping pussy again. Her own juices were making the spanking sting much more this time, and he was not letting her doubt that it was just going to get more intense from this point on.

 

[HeatherHeart]

Tara had gotten slow close, as he was a bit wider than two and a half that he would give it to her. Devon then growled and groaned, pounding into her just a bit more, then he gripped her to him as he gasped with his first orgasm. He made her feel his rod as it twitched, pulsed, contracted and expanded deep inside her as he filled her with the first round of his seed. He was not going to tell her if he could get her pregnant, as he wanted to make her lactate for him later. He wanted many more things already, forcing her to ride out his first eruption inside of her as he rode hers at the same time.

"You fucking came, my Fuck Slut Tara. You can pretend all you want to have other emotions about this, but you do want to be my Slave! You knew in your heart you would get caught, even though you didn't know what that would mean for you! Now, in this sound proof office, with a secluded way out to my car, you will learn all about how to please your Master!"

He took her skirt off, then placed it on his chair as he got the hidden bonds he had on the two legs of his desk nearest her legs. He bound her ankles where she had her legs spread and she was off the floor, her heels still on her feet and the angle her ankles were bound would keep them there. He then bound her wrists, also spread out, shaking his head at the scratches on the top surface of his desk. With her arms out at her sides, but just where she could move when she was arched, he folded her skirt in front of her and put all of her clothes in a pile in the chair in front of her.

"If the desk couldn't be repaired in a matter of hours, I would be upset, Fuck Toy. Now, as we have only just begun, you will take my cock into your mouth and throat. Swallow as you relax your throat muscles, Cunt Tara, as the longer it takes, the more you will be punished later."

He then gripped her hair, pushing the plum head of his cock into her mouth.
He reached over and spanked her ass and still sopping pussy again. Her own juices were making the spanking sting much more this time, and he was not letting her doubt that it was just going to get more intense from this point on.

She grunted and groaned as she felt his massive tool swell more, twitching inside of her, spurting his seed into her unprotected womb.. the bastard! He could have at least pull out! she managed to think in her orgasm-addled mind.. but she couldn't have escaped it, couldn't have done anything about it, her feet already kicking uselessly as he seemed to swell bigger and bigger.. it just wasn't possible that any man could be this huge, but here he was!

He goaded her about how she had orgasmed.. that she wanted to be his slave. Was that true? Why had she cum so hard to many times?? She was being raped, she wasn't supposed to enjoy it.. but she had. It had been incredible, orgasms more powerful than she had ever felt.. Maybe.. maybe he was right! He told her how the office was soundproof with its own exit to his car, and that she would.. would learn how to please her Master.. she winced again at that word. Master.

As she lay there weakly, panting for breath, she felt him slip out of her loose, gaping hole and she moaned with relief.. she felt so empty in comparison, though, after being so used to being so very full.. and then before she could react her feet were.. bound to the desk? She had never even seen a way for him to do that, but she tugged on her feet and they wouldn't move, tied securely in place! And while she was focused on her feet, he grabbed her arms and tied them down as well. And then she was spread helplessly on the desk, feet off the air and pressed firmly against the desk. He put her clothes in front of her where she could see it, as she lay naked on the desk fully exposed and entirely helpless.

He scolded her for scratching the desk.. as if she could help it the way he abused her.. and then said that she would take him in her mouth. Her mouth? She could never swallow that monster spear! She had barely managed it in her vagina!

Her grabbed her hair roughly and as she screamed out from the pain he shoved the head of his giant cock between her lips. He began spanking her on her sore, painful mound as he pushed into her, making her squeal in pain even as she gagged on his shaft, trying to let it in further, but her eyes watering and throat spasming in protest the entire time.. god, when would this end?? It was torture, but... still her stomach was burning with desire, in spite of the humiliation.. how was that even possible??