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"you know what? Fuck you!" You yell. For a moment you he does nothing but simply stare. Then he began to laugh. It was a deep laughter that seem to come more from his stomach than his throat.

The built figure if Dr. Klien rose to his fully highth and he began a menacing and meaningful walk towards you. You freeze with anticipation but this time it is more of terror than sex.

On hand grabs you're hair and jerked you're head so you were **** to look into his eyes. His other hand sezied your nipple. At first his fingers teased the tender tit but quickly it became an awful pinching pain.

Dr. Klien let go of you're hair and grabbed you by the throat, stifuling the gasp that was builing in your mouth.

"You're just a dumb fucking slut, aren't you? You just want me to fuck you're new little pussy, don't you?" Through the pain and the humiliation you couldn't help but to be aroused and to notice his strong arms. Suddenly you needed his dick.

You couldn't answer him with the hand around you're throat, managed to nodded you're head.

"Good. Get on you're knees and beg." He said and dropped you to the ground. Instantly you pulled yourself back up to you're knees and looked into his face.

"Please sir, please fuck me! I need you're cock I'm me sir! I want to please you, I want nothing more!" You cry. You can't help but want to submit to him though it discusses you.

"That's a lot better. Turn you're ass around. I'm going to fuck you."

Obidently you turn around and he pushes you onto the table. A heavy hand pushes you're face into the table while the other penitrates you're pussy, sending a rush through you.

"Seeing as you're so fuckung bold, where the fuck should I fuck you? Pussy or ass?"