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End Of Business

... sublime. As we part to catch our breath, I decide to turn you around and firmly bend you over the desk. You know I want to take control, so you start to tease me as much as possible, before completely submitting to me. Sexily you sway that stunning ass side to side. Mmm. I do not even need to see your face to know that you have a defiant smile on your lips. SLAP As my hand collides with your firm cheeks, it echoes through the office. You let out a low moan but do not stop swaying; almost begging to get slapped once more. I do it even harder this time. And again. And again. Echo after echo filling the room. I reposition myself and lift your skirt over your hips to reveal your perfectly smooth pussy. Many an hour I had spent imagining what it would look like, what it would taste like and what it would feel like. And now I am mere moments away from finding out. No. I decide to restrain myself. Your lips are already glistening, inviting me. My eyes are transfixed. My mouth is watering. And right above that sweet little cunt is the clear plug, still in place. “Do not move,” I command. “Yes, sir,” you purr back. I start tracing my fingers over your magnificently firm and shapely behind. It has already started to flush. You could almost see the outline of my palm on either cheek. The tenderness of my movements across your reddened skin feels soothing and passionate. SLAP This time, only the fishnets standing between your beautiful ass and my palm. “You like that, do you not? My ...

... little slut...” I whisper. “Mmm, I do… I am… Completely yours,” you whisper back. I follow it up with an even harder one. The burning sensation getting more and more intense. Perfectly so. I reposition myself again and kneel down. Running my hands over those sensitive cheeks and squeezing them firmly, taking in the sight. And what a wonderful sight it is. Your leather skirt bundled up around your waist. Your beautiful ass up in the air, waiting. Those tan coloured fishnets driving me crazy. And to finish it off, those heels you are wearing. You really chose your outfit well. Even though I would love nothing more than to slam my rock hard cock straight into that tight little ass, I struggle and somehow manage to keep my composure. I start by kissing your legs. Moving my lips across your thighs, then up towards those flush and sensitive cheeks. Kissing you all over while ignoring the places you really want me to kiss. You start to squirm, swaying your ass in my face, trying to tempting me. “Oh, you will have to wait longer, my little fuck slut,” I growl. “Please…” you softly beg. SLAP “I will decide when,” I say to you. You whimper to tempt me again. I grab hold of your fishnets with both hands and start to tear them apart, just enough to give me easy access to your perfect little holes. Next, I grab the plug and start to turn it and pull back slightly; enough to see your asshole start to stretch. A whimper escapes you. But no, the plug will be staying in for longer. Instead I ...