Lisa has something to say.

Sated, you slump against Lisa for a moment before pulling out of her ass. She gives a soft little moan as she feels you leave her, and wriggles onto her side on the couch.

"You drive me insane," she breathes, looking at you and stroking your arm. "I love being dominated, but you take it to a whole new level. I haven't come like that, not ever."

You smile at her and pat her ass. She grabs your hand and pulls it to her lips, holding it with both hands, looking at you with wide eyes. "Please use me again, Sir. I need to be yours. While I'm here, please use me like a slut, own me. Please...Master."

"Are you my slave, Lisa?"

"I'm anything you want me to be, Master. I love the way you make me feel. I love the way you look at me, like I'm something to fuck. I love the touch of your hands when you take me. I love how you possess me."

"Very well. We will discuss this further. Now, I want you to tidy yourself up and go back to work."

"Yes Master," she answers in a sultry voice, rising from the couch and straightening her clothes before leaving your office.