For Now... (Fighting For Ashley Branch)

"And how did he take it?" My master asked me. It was early morning and I was back in the office, sitting on his lap with my legs spread open and his cock buried in my pussy. It felt so right to have him inside me, to have him take me for his own pleasure, to use my body for his needs.

"Oh you'll never guess what he suggested last night!" I said, moaning and gasping as he pounded me from underneath. "He wanted to fuck me in the pussy." Though just mentioning it made me feel like throwing up again, it felt so good venting about it, and it seemed to entertain John, too. For some weird reason I felt like a teenager, eager to share the latest gossip with Master. I couldn't stop talking about everything that had been going on when alone with my boyfriend.

"Oh really?" he asked and chuckled, holding onto my tits as he pushed his cock deep inside me over and over again. "What a weirdo, right?"

"I know!" I said, rolling my eyes. "What a pervert!" I was getting close. More importantly, so was John. I could feel it. He was throbbing inside me and grunting with each thrust. Soon enough he pushed me down on the desk, sending a stack of paper flying all over the room, and held me in place. I could feel his cum shooting into me, coating the inside of my pussy. My own orgasm washed over me in the process, and my legs were shaking as I rode it out, my pussy squeezing his cock for all it had to offer me. I moaned loudly, not bothering to be quiet. No one would be in the office for another half hour, and I knew how much John loved to hear me.

As he pulled out I could feel the cum leaking out of me. "Clean up," John said. "Love my cum like it's the most delicious substance in the universe and you are starving." He grinned at me.

I started salivating at his command. I was starving. The cum was a gift. The most precious and delicious food. I got down on my hands and knees and started licking it up from the floor, not letting a single drop go to waste. I was moaning at the taste, and I quickly found myself scooping it out of my own pussy. "Oh my God," I said in between moans. "It's delicious. How can it taste this good?"

John was chuckling at the display, though I barely registered his laughter, my entire existence focused on the cum. "I'm a lucky man," he said, his voice sounding distant. I didn't pay him any mind. I was too focused on my meal, and before long it was all gone, and I found myself panicking at the idea of it being over. Maybe I could milk John's cock for some more?

"You're done. Be satisfied. It's enough." His voice was commanding, and my body obeyed him, the hunger instantly gone.

I blinked and looked up at him. I was panting and sweating. I giggled and got to my feet, feeling my knees trembling under my weight. "Thank you, master," I said.

He smiled. "Of course, Ashley. I love to see you happy, you know that." He patted my cheek and gestured towards the bathroom. "Now hurry up and get cleaned up. You're falling behind on your work, and I'd hate to see you fired." He laughed.

"It would be inconvenient for you," I chuckled and nodded.

"Go. Now."

I hurried to the bathroom, feeling his eyes on me the whole time.