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Chapter 8 by wicker wicker

Give it to her or make her earn it?

Earn it

"Sarah," I tell her, "you have long suppressed your fetish for being used and degraded by men, but it's now time you fully acted upon it. Beg me to fuck your filthy asshole in the most humiliating and degrading way possible. Please let me film you doing this." I take out my phone and start filming.

Sarah gets on her hands and knees and looks up at me."Please fuck my filthy asshole!" said Sarah. "My filthy little anus needs your cock because I'm a worthless anal slut."

"Kiss my feet, anal slut."

Sarah kisses your feet.

"Beg me to fuck your ass again."

"Please fuck my tight little bunghole! I'm such a horny anal slut! I'm a worthless anal slut."

"Ass up face down, anal slut." I get behind her and slide my lubed up cock into her tight asshole.

"Oh...my...god!" squeals Sarah as I work my cock into her anus.

"Tell my your a worthless anal slut." I start to thrust.

"I'm a...oh god....a worthless anal slut! Oh my god!"

"Please orgasm non-stop when you're fucked up the ass."

"Oh my god! Oh god! Oh god! Ohhhhh GOD!"

I smack her ass and hips as I fuck her until I dump my cum into her lower bowels. By the time I pull out, she is a panting wreck, and her pussy has gushed all over her floor. She had been so loud, there was no doubt people outside the office heard.

"Please obey me like a submissive slut. Suck my cock clean, ream my cum out of your anus with your finger then lick your pussy juice off of the floor, anal slut."

Sarah sucks your cock clean as she puts a finger up her ass and twists it around. She finishes cleaning you, sucks her finger clean, then starts to lick her cum off of the floor.

You redress.

"Tonight, I want you to buy the sluttiest micro-mini skirt and the sluttiest halter top you can find. Get a box of ribbed condoms and some lube. Then go to your favorite bar and have some random guy fuck you up the ass in the men's room. Got all of that?"

"Yes," says Sarah. She is still on her hands and knees. Her hair is a mess, and sweat has streaked her make-up.

"Your hair and make-up look fine. No need to change until tomorrow."

"Thank you."

I leave Sarah's office. I get a few weird looks from my co-workers.

what now?

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