Oh no. He's just getting started.

He grunts with pleasure as his pulsing cock empties into your soft eager mouth. He sneers at the look of your defiled face, utterly degraded and submissive to his will.

"You're my little bitch now," he tells you. "Anything I want from you, I can take. Anything at all."

You look up at him with awed submission, your tongue and lips cleaning his thick cock. Your eyes lock on his, holding them in his masterful gaze.

"Tell me what you are Lisa," he commands. "Tell me what you will do for me."

You stop cleaning his cock with and try to catch your breath. I blush but can't turn away from his commanding gaze.

"I am your bitch... I live to serve you... Master..."

"Good girl..." he tells you, licking his lips as he looks at you, then grabs your hair and thrusts his cock back in your mouth, filling it as he stares down at you, dominating you with his gaze and his cock.

"You will attend my office daily for....instruction..." he sneers at you.

"In addition, I'm having a gathering at my home tonight. You will attend at seven. Be prepared to serve all my guests. Dress accordingly." He thrusts in and out of your soft wet mouth as he instructs you, finally pulling out to let you breathe and answer.

"Do you understand, you little bitch?"

Tears swell up in your eyes as he forces his cock deep down your throat. His hand guiding your head makes your pussy lips glisten and drip with arousal. He finally pulls you off of his cock as you gasp and breathe heavily. Moaning you nod your head as you squeeze your thighs together. Needing any sort of pressure against your pouting wet labia.

Seeing your gasping need, he smiles cruelly, and pulls you to your feet. Your legs are shaky and you clutch the desk for support, your eyes staring at him. Without speaking he pushes you back on the desk, spreading your legs and stepping between them, his eyes and hands roaming over your helpless body. He rolls your pierced nipples between his fingers, staring at your wide and frantic eyes, knowing he owns you, knowing he controls you, knowing he can do anything at all to you.

"You're cunt is on fire isn't it, Lisa?" he asks with mock solicitation. "You want more, don't you? You want your slutty little pussy fucked again, your whore cunt pounded." You look up at him, biting your lip, your face a mix of conflicted emotions.

"Tell me what a whore you are. Tell me all the filthy things you'll do for me. Tell me all of it and tell me details and I'll fuck you out of your misery," he says coldly. "But hold anything back, and I'll abandon you here and call security to have you thrown in the street. Choose quickly, Lisa."

"My pussy is wet for you... I need your big cock inside me, Sir... I dreamt about fucking you... I've wanted to do things your wife would never do to you..."

You breathe softly as you arch your back so your breasts poke out. He holds them in his hands and squeezes your pierced nipples. Your pussy open and dripping with nectar.

"I want you to tie me up... use me for your own pleasure.... make me do things I've only dreamed about..."

"That's a good bitch," he tells you, tugging at your nipples as his cock rubs between your wet and swollen lips, bumping against your engorged clit.

"I will tie you up. Tonight. And use you and share you. Fill you with three cocks at once, filling all your holes, stretching them, turning you into a three way whore." As he speaks he thrusts forward, filling your dripping pussy with meat, watching your eyes roll back as your body arches and you start to come, your tight pussy spasming around his impaling cock.

Your pussy clenches around his hot meat. You try your best to open up for him but his thick cock stretches your labia wide as you scream. "Oh fuck! Yes.... please fuck my tight little pussy... make me yours... give me everything you got, Sir... please! Please.... aaaagghh!" You come again as your pussy spasms and grips his invading cock. Surrendering utterly as you wrap your hands around his neck, your breasts bouncing wildly as he fucks you.

He cups his hands under your ripe ass, squeezing your flesh hard as he fucks your spasming pussy, filling your **** cunt with his pounding meat. You bury your face in his neck, biting and nuzzling him as he has his way with your tender body.

"Here it comes," he groans as his cock starts to pulse and throb, spurting another load of hot cream into your grasping pussy. You can't stifle your cries of submissive joy as you surrender fully to him, knowing that he has you, knowing that he can do with you as he wants.

Your body shudders as you feel his beautiful cock unloading deep inside you. You hold onto his neck for support, feeling lightheaded, your at its peak of sexual arousal. Any little touch causes you to moan and your pussy to ache with primal need. You know that you have lost not only my body to him. Your mind has been warped by his dominant touch.You can't look at his eyes. Instead you're eyes are fixed on his thick cock stretching your labia wider than you ever thought possible. You gasp and moan at the slightest move of his cock inside your wrecked pussy. He owns you. You're a **** to his cock. If you're ever to be free of him, you must never let him enter you again.

But that's for later. Now you you writhe and squirm, coming again on his thick thrusting cock. Your eyes avoid his, focussing on the meat that's stretching and pounding you. You're struggling to withstand his will, fight his dominance, escape his control.

Sensing your thoughts, he reaches behind you and grabs a handful of your hair, pulling your head back and forcing you to stare into his face. You feel like he can read everything about you, read the feral lust in your face, and your fear of falling under his control. He stares into your eyes, savouring your tremors of anticipatory dread, bending you to his will as he fucks you from one orgasm into another.

"You're entirely mine now," he tells you. "You live for my commands, you live for my cock. You'll do anything to have it inside you, won't you Lisa?" he asks, thrusting slowly into you as he speaks, his eyes commanding you to answer.

"Yes... oh god yes.. I am yours... you own me... I need you to own my slutty holes... give me your fat cock... please.. please!!!" you scream as you come again on his hard cock. Needing him more and more. Hating yourself for giving in so quickly. Like a common whore you've let you've let him take control over your young body.

Grinning cruelly he pumps his cock into you, savouring your next squealing orgasm, savouring his complete control of your helpless body. With a lustful snarl he pulls out of your ravaged cunt and forces you to your knees, making you clean his cock as he stares down at your submissive young body.

"Tonight, Lisa," he orders you. "You will come to my home tonight. Dressed like a whore and ready to be used."

With a scornful push he shoves you away, leaving you sprawled and degraded on the floor. You look up at him, **** and wanton, your mouth trembling as you try to control your emotions.He tucks his cock away and sneers at you coldly, his face a mask of uncaring brutal control.

"You will come bitch. You will not be late. Do not make me angry."

He gives you a final commanding look as he tucks his fat cock away and strides out of the room.

"Seven o'clock, whore," he sneers from the door. "Your future depends on it."