Fulfill her Request

Lex stood in the doorway, admiring Mercy's offer, and her thin, naked bod. For a mere 10 seconds. Then he seized her hair into his fist and pulled her inside. "You, missy, cost me so much. And you'll pay every. Last. Cent." Her winces and soft groans were of no consequence to Luthor as he dragged her to his bedroom.

He used the materials on hand, his pillowcases, to bind her wrists together as her hands were above her head. Her legs were pried open while her ankles were similarly bound together; her glistening pussy was exposed! And finally, he rolled one of his socks into a ball and stuffed Mercy's mouth full.

"Now..." he sadistically purred. "Where to begin." He then stomped on her breast, grinding the heel of his food on her nipple, squashing it. He rolled his heel in circles, and he smirked, listening to her groan and whine with pain in her voice. And after a few rounds of that, he expertly pinched his toes around her nipple, squeezing and rotating it.

Deep below, underneath the obvious feelings of great discomfort, another feeling was starting to bubble. A feeling Miss Graves wasn't expecting to have happened to her.

Desire...

Luthor continued toying with her. "For so long, you've been under my heel. And isn't weird that tonight, of all nights, that you discover how much you're excited from it?" Mercy defiantly lowed at her former boss, but it was unsure whether or not it was a front. Her restrained thighs tried to rub against each other, to no avail.

Lex took notice of that, and he rubbed his foot along her labia. Her breathing became a bit more rapid and ragged, shutting her eyes to the truth of her body's reactions. Lex rubbed harder and faster along her pussy lips. "You like this, don't you...? You enjoy feeling degraded, much like how I pleaded for you." His anger spiked some and he pressed his big toe on her clitoris, roughly fondling it to and fro, and in circles. Her constrained sounds were a mixture of groans, pants, and erotic moans...