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Chapter 10: The Contract
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2026-07-14 20:50:29
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The company gala was the kind of event Apex PR loved to throw black tie, champagne towers, and enough fake smiles to choke on. Emma stepped into the ballroom on shaky heels, the emerald silk dress hugging every curve like a second skin. Ryan had chosen it himself that morning in the office: deep V-neck in front, plunging all the way to her navel, and a back so open it barely qualified as fabric. No bra. The remote vibrator small, sleek, and powered by a discreet app on Ryan’s phone, sat nestled against her clit, already buzzing at the lowest setting Marcus had set. Two taps on the screen, and the hum intensified. She’d felt it the moment she stepped out of the shower.“Behave,” Marcus had growled, adjusting the dress’s neckline so the V cut just below her nipples. “You’re on display tonight. One wrong move and we both take the app away.”Emma had swallowed the protest rising in her throat. The signed contract burned a hole in her purse. She was theirs. Officially. And the gala was the
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 10: The Contract
Emma spent the rest of Monday in a fog. Her thighs still stuck together from the mess on the conference table, even after a frantic cleanup in the bathroom. Every time she shifted in her chair, she felt the phantom stretch of both men and the humiliating spray of her own squirt. Sarah had asked twice if she was coming down with something. Emma lied again, claiming a migraine. The corporate espionage folder sat hidden in her drawer like a live grenade.By 6:30 PM, most of the floor had emptied. Her phone buzzed with a group message.Ryan: *Boardroom. 7 PM sharp. Don’t be late.*Marcus: *Wear what you had on earlier. No panties.*She stared at the screen for a long minute, thumb hovering. This was escalating too fast. The interrogation yesterday had been raw and terrifying in its intensity. Now they wanted the boardroom the biggest, most exposed space on the executive level. She should delete the messages. Pack her things. Quit before she lost everything that mattered.Instead, she slip
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Emma slumped into her desk chair Monday morning, the lake house weekend still clinging to her like a second skin. Her body ached in that deep, satisfying way that made sitting uncomfortable. The drive back had been silent torture her mom chatting happily about how nice it was to have “the boys” along, while dried cum flaked under her sundress and her ass throbbed from Marcus taking her one last time in the boathouse before they left. She’d smiled through family brunch like nothing happened. Now reality was back, colder and sharper under the fluorescent lights.Sarah dropped off coffee with a concerned look. “You’re glowing but also look like you need a vacation from your vacation. Is everything okay after the lake trip?”“Fine. Just… family stuff.” Emma forced a sip. The lie tasted bitter. Her phone had two group texts waiting: Ryan demanding a midday “briefing,” Marcus sending a clipped message about reviewing client files. Business as usual, except it wasn’t.By 10 AM she was deep i
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 8: Weekend at the Lake House
Emma gripped the steering wheel tighter as the city gave way to winding country roads. The lake house weekend was a tradition her mom’s idea of “family bonding” after Richard’s big business win. She’d tried to get out of it, citing work, but Ryan had personally approved her time off with a knowing smirk in his office on Friday. “Bring that energy to the lake,” he’d said quietly after making her edge herself on his fingers during a “quick check-in.”Now she was pulling up the long gravel drive behind Marcus’s sleek black SUV. The house was beautiful in that expensive, rustic way: sprawling wooden beams, a private dock stretching into the calm lake, surrounded by dense trees that promised privacy but never enough. Her mom and Richard were already on the porch waving. And Ryan’s luxury sedan was parked right next to Marcus’s. Business associate, they’d called him. The lie sat heavy in her stomach.“Emma, honey!” Elena pulled her into a hug that smelled like sunscreen and lavender. “You l
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 7: Office Hours
Emma stared at herself in the bathroom mirror of her apartment, gripping the sink edge until her knuckles whitened. It was 6:45 AM. Her body felt like it had been through a war ass sore from the spanking and double penetration yesterday, pussy still tender, faint bruises blooming on her hips where fingers had gripped too hard. She’d showered twice last night, but she could still feel the sticky remnants of both men inside her. Or maybe that was just her imagination punishing her.*What the hell am I doing?* She was supposed to be the smart one. The one who had clawed her way up from intern to director. Now she was their shared office toy. The words Ryan had used still burned: *Our fucktoy.* And the worst part? She’d cum harder than she ever had in her life while they said it.She chose her outfit carefully today. A fitted black blouse that buttoned high enough to hide marks, a knee-length pencil skirt that wouldn’t ride up too easily, and sensible heels. Professional armor. It wouldn’
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Emma’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking as she rode the elevator to the twenty-eighth floor. It was 7:50 AM. She’d barely slept after Marcus left her apartment, her body sore in places she didn’t want to name. Cum had leaked into her panties on the drive home last night, and this morning she’d chosen a dark gray skirt suit that hid the bruises on her ass. The hickey was covered again. Everything felt fragile, like one wrong breath would make it all shatter.Ryan’s text burned in her mind. *Emergency meeting.* She knew what it was about. Or she feared she did.The executive suite was quiet this early. No Sarah yet, no other directors. Just the low hum of the AC and the distant city traffic far below. She knocked on Ryan’s door, mouth dry.“Come in.”Ryan sat behind his desk, looking immaculate in a navy suit. But his expression was cold steel. He didn’t offer her a seat. Instead, he tapped his keyboard and turned the monitor toward her.Security footage. Crystal clear despite the dim lighti
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