Cadey reveals the depths of her submission

"Fuck you're a sweet little slut!" Frank snarled as he pumped the last drops onto Cadey's face.

"Thank you Mr. President...I loved being your slut...I hope you'll need me a lot Sir...I love having your cock in my pussy...and my mouth..."

"You really get into it, I'll give you that," Frank chuckled. "You like to pretend, Cadey?"

"I like to please you Mr. President," she said, still on her knees and looking up at him, her eyes submissive. "I like to do what pleases you Sir."

"You gonna be my slutty little intern Cadey? Whenever I want your slutty little holes?"

"Yes Mr. President. I want you to bend me over your desk and use me...however you want..do whatever you want to me..."

"You're something else girl," Frank said, shaking his head with a smile. "We're through playing. You don't have to call me Mr. President anymore. Until next time."

"Yes Sir."

"Have it your way girl. Get yourself cleaned up and go home. Your mother will be worried about you."

"My mother will be drinking...she always drinks when she makes dinner...she's unhappy...her and Dad...they don't get along too well..."

"Maybe he doesn't fuck her enough," Frank grinned.

"He doesn't. They fight about it." She looked to the side as though thinking about something. "Did you fuck her? She looked happy when she got out of your car. She only looks happy like that when Dad fucks her."

"What if I did? What if I fucked your mother?"

"You can fuck whoever you like Mr. President...It's your privilege...I just hope that you'll fuck me again..."

"What about your neighbours, the Devilles? How about I fuck Mrs. Deville and that hot maid of hers? Would you like that?"

"You can fuck both of them. And their daughter. You can fuck anybody Mr. President. You can fuck my friends and make me watch...I'll beg you to fuck me...but you can make me watch and torment me by not fucking me...I'll cry and beg...but you could do that...and I'd still crawl back here to have you fuck me again...I need to feel like that again Sir! I have to feel like that! I need you Sir!" She looked at him with liquid, submissive eyes and Frank knew she was telling the exact truth.

"Who are your friends?" he asked, looking at her with a wolfish grin.