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All Chapters of The GxG Wet Diary : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

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Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern 1

I stood completely naked in the center of Ciara ’s small apartment, nothing on my body except the heavy septum ring piercing my big nose. The young intern circled me slowly, her eyes hungry and cruel. She hooked one finger through the thick ring and yanked my head down hard. I had no choice but to tilt my face forward in total submission."Look at you," she sneered. "The big shot lawyer with her fat tits and whore nose. On your knees, slut."My legs folded instantly. My heavy 38DD breasts swayed as I crawled forward and pressed my mouth against her shaved cunt. I licked her with long, wet strokes the way she had trained me already, my tongue dragging over her clit and pushing between her lips. Ciara grabbed the back of my head and ground her wet pussy against my face, smearing her juices across my cheeks and chin while she moaned.She had already clipped the nose hooks into my septum ring and strapped them tight behind my head. My nostrils stretched wide open and I breathed loudly t

Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern 2

The next morning I arrived at the office early, my ass still sore and full from the massive black butt plug Ciara had left inside me all night. Every step made it shift and stretch me, keeping my cunt wet and my mind foggy with shame and need. I had barely sat down at my desk when the door to my private office clicked open and Ciara slipped inside. She locked the door behind her with a soft, final sound. "Blouse open, whore," she said right away. My hands moved before my brain could catch up. I unbuttoned my crisp white blouse and pulled it apart, exposing my breasts. Ciara smiled that cruel little smile and stepped closer. She yanked my septum ring hard, forcing my head down, then clipped the nose hooks into place and strapped them tight behind my head. My nostrils flared wide open again and I breathed loudly through my mouth like the pathetic slut I had become. She did not waste any time. Hot wax poured straight onto my tits in thick burning streams, covering my soft pale fle

Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern 3

The lunch hour rush had barely started when my phone buzzed on the desk. One word from Sangeeta: "Closet." My heart slammed against my ribs and my cunt clenched hard around nothing. The massive butt plug she had left in me from the night before shifted as I stood up, pressing deep into my ass and sending a fresh wave of filthy need through my body. I hated how much I craved this. I was a respected lawyer, goddamn it. Forty-six years old with a corner office and a reputation for crushing opponents in court. Yet here I was, hurrying down the hall like a desperate whore because my young intern had crooked her finger.I slipped into the supply closet and locked the door behind me. Ciara was already there, leaning against the shelves with that smug, cruel little smile on her face."Lock it and get your fat tits out, you pathetic office slut," she said softly.My hands moved on their own. I unbuttoned my blouse fast, yanking it open so my breasts spilled free into the cool air. My nipples

Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern 4

I barely made it through the front door of my apartment before the shame and need hit me full force again. The massive butt plug Ciara had forced into me during lunch still stretched my ass wide open. Every single step from the car to the elevator to my living room had made it grind deep inside me, rubbing against places that turned me into a dripping, horny mess. I stripped out of my work clothes immediately, leaving myself naked except for the hidden septum retainer in my big nose and the huge black plug lodged in my ass. My heavy 38DD breasts hung free, still sore and marked from the flogging earlier. Red lines crisscrossed my pale skin where the flogger had landed hardest.I knew Ciara would be here soon. She had texted me right before I left the office: “Be ready on all fours when I arrive, whore.”So I waited. Kneeling in the middle of my living room, knees spread, tits hanging heavy, nostrils ready for the hooks. My cunt throbbed with anticipation and humiliation. How the h

Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern 5

The days were starting to blur together in the most degrading way possible. Every morning Ciara used me in my own office, and every evening she came to my apartment to push me further. The welts on my tits and ass never fully faded anymore. They were always there, a constant reminder of who I really was beneath the expensive suits and professional smile. This particular morning Ciara arrived even earlier than usual. She had a small black bag with her that made my stomach twist with nervous excitement. “Today we are going to play a little game, whore,” she said as she locked the door. “Strip.” I obeyed quickly, baring my heavy breasts and turning around so she could see the massive plug still seated in my ass from the night before. Ciara replaced it with something new — a thick vibrating plug with a remote control. She pushed it deep inside me and turned it on to a low setting. The buzzing filled my ass immediately and made my cunt clench. “Keep this in all day,” she ordered. “And

Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern 6

The routine had become my new normal, but Ciara was clearly getting bored with the same old patterns. She wanted to remind me that she could destroy me in fresh ways whenever she felt like it. That Thursday evening she arrived at my apartment with a duffel bag full of new toys and a wicked glint in her eyes. “Tonight we are changing things up, you pathetic cow,” she announced as soon as she walked in. “No more boring yoga poses. Tonight I want you completely helpless.” She ordered me to strip and then tied me in a new, humiliating position. She pulled my arms behind my back and bound my wrists to my ankles, forcing me into a tight hogtie on the living room floor. My heavy 38DD breasts were squashed against the carpet and my fat ass was forced high in the air. She clipped the nose hooks in and strapped them extra tight so my nostrils stayed flared wide open the entire time. Then she blindfolded me. Everything became more intense in the darkness. I could only hear her moving arou

Worshipping the tight cunt of my intern (END)

This was the night Ciara made our arrangement permanent.She arrived later than usual, close to midnight, carrying a heavy bag and wearing an expression that told me tonight would be different. There would be no warm-up. No gentle teasing. She was here to claim me completely.“On your knees in the center of the living room,” she ordered the moment she stepped inside. “Naked. Now.”I stripped as fast as my trembling hands allowed and dropped to the floor. Ciara wasted no time. She locked the heavy leather collar around my throat, attached a thick chain, and clipped the nose hooks into my septum ring so tightly that my nostrils flared wide and ugly. She bound my arms behind my back in a brutal reverse prayer position, then forced me into a tight hogtie on the cold floor.For the next three hours she used me without mercy.She began with hot wax, pouring it over every inch of my body — my heavy hanging 38DD breasts, my thick nipples, my welted ass, the backs of my thighs, and finally dir

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