เข้าสู่ระบบThe words left my mouth in a rush, voice thick with need. “Please fuck my man pussy, Daddy. Please put it back in. I need your cock stretching me open again. I’ll take every hard thrust and thank you for it. Please, Sir. Fill me.” He gave a low sound of approval and pushed forward in one smooth, deep stroke. The sudden fullness forced a broken moan from my throat as my body rocked forward on the mattress. His hips met the heated skin of my ass and stayed there for a long moment, letting me feel the full weight of him inside me. “That’s better,” he said. One hand twisted into my hair and pulled my head back until my spine arched. “Keep talking while I use this hole.” He drew almost all the way out, then drove back in hard enough that the bed frame creaked. The pace he set was steady and merciless from the first stroke. Each thrust drove the air from my lungs and sent fresh sparks of pain through the already marked cheeks of my ass. The earlier plug had opened me, yet nothing matched
It turned out my slutty ass couldn't wait five minutes.Halfway through the time for resting, my hand crept to his already hardened cock."What do you want me to call you anyway?" My lips curved up into a seductive smirk.His gaze shot up from his phone, nose flaring. "What?"I pretended to think, still grinning like a horny slut. "Sir? Mister? Master?... Daddy?"The last word sent him wild, and he flipped me over immediately, his palm crashing onto my already sore ass. "Did I give you permission to speak, slut?""No... Daddy."I knew I was pushing towards a punishment that would torment me for the rest of the night. Yet somehow, I found myself looking forward to it.He spanked me again, harder this time. Just enough to make me wince without it being pleasurable. "You really are a cock-hungry whore. I'm so glad I took you out of that place. I won't shut them down as long as you're good."I nodded, reaching for his cock again. "Please fuck me, Daddy."His serious expression morphed int
Shaw's eyes darkened as he stared at the way I held myself open for him. "Anyway I want you," he repeated, voice low and rough. "You sure about that, Jude? Once I take what you're offering, there's no going back. You'll be mine until I say otherwise." I nodded hard, still spread wide, my hole twitching under his gaze. "Yes, sir. Please. Just don't shut the club down. I'll do anything. Fuck me, use me, hurt me. I won't fight it." He stepped closer and dragged his fingers down my crack, pressing against the slick rim. "Anything covers a lot of ground. I'm gonna wreck this ass tonight. Then tomorrow you're coming with me when I talk to Marcus. You better make him listen." "I will," I whispered. "I swear I will. Just... please put something in me. My cock's so hard it hurts." Shaw chuckled and shoved two fingers back inside without warning. I gasped and pushed back onto them, chasing the stretch. He scissored them open, stretching me wider while the nipple clamps tugged with e
"Go into the master bedroom and wash up. Clean yourself with the lavender soap, and wash your hair. Put on the underwear in the box beneath the bed, kneel and wait for me." Mr. handsome police officer said before turning and walking off to what I assumed was a guest room. Why he chose to let me have the master bedroom instead was beyond me. But there was a high chance it was because he needed a much bigger bed for whatever he had planned. I walked towards the room he'd gestured to, shoving the door open gently. A small gasp slipped from my lips at the sight before me. The whole room was grey themed. Right from the carpets to the sheets to the curtains. His bed had built-in chains on the posts that I assumed would eventually hold me tonight. I gulped, taking off my clothes. The bathroom door was right across the entrance one. It had hot water and a lavender bottle of shower gel as he'd told me. I picked it up, pouring it over my skin and basking in the comfort of a hot shower.
By the time he came inside me, my cock was already throbbing and as he slipped out of my sore, thoroughly used up hole. The crowd was going wild now. "Can we have a turn next?" "That hole's gaping! He can definitely take two at once." Each sentence made me shrink further back, whimpering as they approached me. My shift had been over five minutes ago, but my body felt too sore to move. I whimpered when firm hands gripped me, lifting me off the platform gently. "You're lucky your ass is so tight, else I'd leave you with these wolves." Mr. Handsome Police Officer mumbled, taking me out of the club. "Fortunately for you, I take care of what's mine." His words made me flush as he set me gently into a black Range Rover. I sat in the passenger seat, my ass sore and aching from how hard he'd fucked it. As soon as he came into the driver's seat and drove off, I noticed something was off. My eyes darted down to his thighs, and between them his cock sat heavily, already hard and throbb
I whined as my body was shoved to the floor, and a second later to my hands and knees. My ass was filled up again, the man thrusting and panting heavily. "Would you just piss on him already?" More people demanded. I'd never done a golden shower in private, and letting it happen in public was so humiliating. Yet for some reason, my cock strained for release, already hard enough to feel heavy between my legs. He pulled out of my ass to the delight of the crowd. A second later, jets of hot piss rained down on my skin. I winced, face flushed as his urine clouded my vision. "Open your mouth and swallow like a good slut." I hesitated, earning a sharp slap from the man. "I wasn't fucking asking you, slut. Open your lips and swallow my piss like the coldest drink ever on a deserted planet." My lips finally parted, the first taste of his salty urine touching my tongue. I arched my back, opening wide while he aimed his piss towards my mouth. At first, the smell alone was enough to m
Cassandra's POV … It had been a week since I took up my role as his secretary and my side job as his personal whore. In public view, he acted strictly and formally towards me. Behind closed doors, he would actively seek special treasures between my parted legs. And I had no qualms letting him do
Cassandra's pov ... I was still straddling my hot boss. And my torso's weight was balance on my elbows, which were placed on his firm chest. His gorgeous, thick length was still sheathed in my pussy. And it wasn’t motionless. Boss Wyatt was constantly bucking up his hips, fucking up into my cunt,
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Cassandra's POV 10:27 am. Monday morning. ... "Next," I heard the CEO say from inside his office moments after a tall blonde who had arrogantly walked in with confidence brimming all over, exited the office with an unhappy look. She looked at me and then harrumphed before leaving, her pace hur







