9. Nia caves.

“Please, officer…” she sighs and slumps a little in her chair, “I’ll fuck you if you don’t call the cops.”

“You can do better.”

She won’t make eye contact with you, “please don’t call the cops, I’m begging you. I’ll do whatever you want.”

You smile at that. She’s walked herself into some dangerous territory.

You stand up and walk over to the girl. Tilting her chin up with one hand, you forcer her to look into your eyes. Her face burns with anger and shame at the position you’ve put her in but you can tell most of the fight has gone out of her.

“Anything?”

She barely whispers, “anything. Please just don’t call the cops.”

You nod.

Your hand shoots down and grabs her around the neck. She gasps in surprise and you shove the sweaty undershirt back in her mouth. You pull her to her feet and practically throw her across the room. She stumbles, off balance with her hands still cuffed behind her back, and falls bent over your desk.

You’re behind her in an instant. You flip her skirt up exposing her thong. Your hand lands on her exposed buttock with a CRACK. She whimpers behind her gag as you keep going. Soon the outline of your hand is prominent on her bright red cheeks. You tear her thong away, exposing a shaved and dripping pussy.

“Looks like the fight was for show, huh Nia?”

You place one hand on her tailbone and hold her down while you free your now hard again cock. She’s seen your tool and she closes her eyes tight as she braces herself for the fucking she’s about to receive. You carefully line yourself up with her entrance before slamming your full length into her in one stroke.