All Chapters of Twenty Shades Of Sin: Taboo Desires : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Cum For Me Sir(2)

Chapter 2: First TrainingThe marble floor was cold against my palms and knees as I crawled toward him, the remnants of his cum from the boardroom still slowly leaking down my inner thighs. The collar around my neck felt heavier with every movement, the silver tag bouncing lightly against my throat like a constant reminder: *Property of Marcus Vale*.I hated how my body responded. My pussy clenched with every shift forward, nipples tight and aching under the remains of my torn blouse. My clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat. I was furious, humiliated, and so fucking wet it was embarrassing.Marcus stood in the center of the massive open-plan living area, leash in hand, watching me with dark, satisfied eyes. When I reached his feet, he clipped the leather leash to the ring on my collar and gave it a gentle tug.“Good girl. First rule: pets don’t speak unless given permission. You bark, whimper, or stay silent. Understood?”I glared up at him but nodded.He smiled. “Good. Now strip.

Cum For Me Sir (3)

Chapter 3: Office PetThe drive to the office the next morning was pure torture.I sat in the back of Marcus’s private town car, thighs pressed tightly together, the thick silicone tail plug still lodged deep in my ass. Every bump in the road made it shift and press against sensitive walls, sending sparks of unwanted pleasure up my spine. Under my crisp white blouse and tight black pencil skirt, I wore nothing else except the thin leather harness that held a small but powerful vibrator strapped directly over my clit. The remote was in Marcus’s pocket, of course.The collar had been replaced with a more discreet day version, a thin silver chain with a small locked pendant that rested just below my collarbone. It looked like expensive jewelry to anyone else. To me, it was a brand.My pussy was already soaked. Marcus had plugged me with a small cum-load from a quick morning fuck before sending me off, and the fullness in both holes made me feel like the whore he kept calling me.I walked

Cum For Me Sir (4)

Chapter 4: Weekend BreakingThe helicopter ride to Marcus’s private estate felt like the final nail in my coffin. I was on all fours in the spacious cabin, completely naked except for the heavy leather collar locked around my throat, the silver tag reading “Marcus Vale’s Pet” dangling between my breasts. A thick tail plug stretched my ass, the soft silicone tail brushing my thighs with every vibration of the rotors. The remote vibrator strapped over my clit buzzed intermittently, keeping me right on the edge but never letting me fall.Marcus lounged in the leather seat above me, leash clipped to my collar, one hand idly stroking my hair like I was an actual dog. Every time I tried to shift or close my legs, he tugged the leash sharply.“Pets stay presented,” he reminded me calmly. “Ass up, back arched, cunt on display.”I obeyed, cheeks burning with humiliation even as fresh slick dripped from my pussy onto the helicopter floor. By the time we landed on the sprawling private grounds a

Cum For Me Sir (5)

Chapter 5: Total RuinThe final days of the contract blurred into a constant state of dripping, aching submission. I was no longer pretending to be the ruthless COO. I was Marcus Vale’s pet, collared, plugged, and desperate for his commands even when I was supposed to be running the company.Every morning started the same. I woke in the pet bed at the foot of his massive bed, naked, the heavy leather collar locked around my throat, a thick plug stretching my ass with the tail curled against my thigh. His dried cum flaked on my skin from the night before. I’d crawl up onto the bed, nuzzle between his legs, and wake him with my mouth sucking his thick cock deep into my throat until he fisted my hair and fucked my face, flooding my belly with the first load of the day.Then he’d bend me over, remove the night plug, and breed me hard and fast before work. “Good bitch,” he’d growl as he pumped another load into my pussy. “Keep it inside you all day like the cumdump you are.”I wore the tai

Masturbating for my boss (1)

Chapter 1: The DiscoveryMy heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat, in my wrists, and especially between my legs.The office had emptied out hours ago. The only lights left on were the soft glow from my monitor and the emergency strips in the hallway. I was supposed to be finishing the quarterly campaign report for Victoria Kane — the Victoria Kane, our ice-queen CEO who made interns like me feel both invisible and painfully seen with one sharp glance.But instead of working, I had my skirt rucked up around my waist, legs spread wide under my desk, and two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy.The video on my screen was paused on the most dangerous frame: a tall, elegant woman in a crisp black suit, very much like Victoria, had her much younger submissive bent over a glass desk. The dominant’s hand was fisted in the girl’s hair, strap-on buried to the hilt in her dripping cunt, the submissive’s mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.I matched the rhythm in

Masturbating for my boss(2)

Chapter 2: First LessonsThe drive to Victoria’s private residence was a haze of throbbing need and nervous anticipation. I sat in the back of her sleek black car, thighs pressed together, my skirt still damp from the orgasm she’d ripped out of me in the office. Every bump in the road made my swollen clit ache. My nipples rubbed against my blouse with painful sensitivity. I could still taste myself on my tongue from sucking her fingers clean.Victoria sat beside me, one hand resting possessively on my thigh, occasionally sliding higher to tease the slick mess between my legs but never giving me enough. She didn’t speak much. She didn’t need to. The weight of her presence alone kept my pussy clenching rhythmically, leaking fresh wetness onto the leather seat.When we pulled up to the modern glass-and-steel mansion on the outskirts of the city, my heart was pounding like a war drum. She led me inside by the wrist, her grip firm and controlling. The house was immaculate — cold elegance o

Masturbating for my boss(3)

Chapter 3: Office CorruptionThe remote vibrator nestled deep against my G-spot was already buzzing on a low setting by the time I stepped off the elevator the next morning. Victoria had inserted it herself in the car before dropping me off, along with a medium-sized stainless steel plug in my ass. Both were locked in place with thin, discreet straps under my professional pencil skirt. Every step made the plug shift and press against the thin wall separating it from the vibrator, sending constant little sparks through my core.My discreet day collar — a delicate silver chain with a tiny locked heart pendant — rested against my skin under my silk blouse. No one could see it. But I felt it. Constantly.I was already soaked. My thighs rubbed together slickly as I walked to my desk, leaving a faint damp spot on the chair the moment I sat down. My nipples were tight, aching points rubbing against my lace bra. I crossed my legs and tried to focus on the campaign briefs, but my mind kept dri

Masturbating for my boss(4)

Chapter 4: Weekend DungeonThe weekend started the moment Victoria’s driver picked me up Friday evening. I was already prepared exactly as she’d instructed: plugged with a large inflatable bulb in my ass, a remote egg vibrator buried deep in my pussy, wearing a discreet day collar under my clothes, and no panties. My overnight bag contained only the heels and lingerie she’d chosen. Nothing else.By the time we arrived at her private estate, I was dripping down my thighs again.Victoria met me at the entrance in a black silk robe that clung to her powerful body. She didn’t speak. She simply clipped a heavy leather leash to my day collar, led me inside, and took me straight down to the expanded basement dungeon.This wasn’t the smaller playroom from our first night. This was a full weekend facility — chains hanging from the ceiling, a suspension rig, a padded whipping bench, a large cage, and an entire wall of implements. The air was warm, scented with leather and anticipation.“Strip,”

Masturbating for my boss(5)

Chapter 5: ExposureThe final week of our “official” arrangement felt like the point of no return. I was no longer the ambitious intern pretending to be professional. I was Victoria Kane’s collared, eager little slut — dripping, plugged, and constantly aching for her next command.Every morning began with the same ritual. I arrived early, slipped into her private executive bathroom, stripped from the waist down, and sent her a video: bent over the counter, ass up, spreading my cheeks to show the thick plug she’d made me wear on the commute, my pussy already glistening and clenching. She’d reply with instructions, and I’d obey instantly — edging myself until my thighs shook, then inserting whatever toy she demanded for the day.By Wednesday I was initiating almost everything.During a lunch break, I locked her office door, dropped to my knees under her desk, and worshipped her pussy for forty minutes while she took client calls. I made her come twice, licking up every drop, my own cunt

After Hours (1)

Chapter 1: The First NightThe skyscraper felt like a ghost town after 9 PM. Most of the lights on the upper floors had gone dark, leaving only the emergency strips glowing faintly in the hallways. I, Elena Ramirez, 32-year-old senior architect, was still at my drafting table on the 28th floor, staring at the glowing screen of my laptop. The deadline for the Riverside Tower redesign was breathing down my neck, and my husband Mark had already texted twice asking when I’d be home.I sighed, rubbing my temples. The marriage had been feeling more like a roommate situation for months... polite, distant, routine. No fire. No spark. Just exhaustion on both sides.I stood up to stretch, my back aching from hours at the desk. The fitted black pencil skirt hugged my hips, and my cream blouse clung slightly to my skin from the long day. I walked over to the large windows overlooking the city lights, trying to clear my head. The reflection staring back at me looked tired but still put-together...

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