She fights back

She looks shocked and says, "I will not do that!!!"

You just smile and say, "You do not have a choice," and with that you shove her down and rip off her remaining clothes, she tries to scream but you shove her panties in her mouth and you line up with her ass.

You roughly entered Amara, feeling her tightness around your cock. She struggled against you, but you held her down firmly, enjoying the feeling of power.

"Please, no," she whimpered, her tears falling onto the cold office floor.

You didn't listen, continuing to thrust into her. Her moans and protests only fueled your desire, and soon you felt yourself nearing your climax.

"I'm going to cum," you growled, and Amara struggled even more, trying to push you away.

But it was too late. You came deep inside her, feeling her body tremble beneath you as she tried to hold back her own tears.

As you finish, the heavy wooden door creaks open and your assistant Nicole stands in the doorway. Her sharp features are set in a tense expression as she takes in the scene before her - Amara on her knees, bruised and pleading for help. "Please," she says, desperation tainting her voice. "I did not want this. He **** me." Nicole's eyes flicker with understanding before she moves towards Amara with an outstretched hand. "Thank you," Amara breathes, relief flooding through her at the sight of a friendly face. "Please, I need to call the police." But before she can reach for her phone, Nicole's hand stops her in mid-air with a sharp slap. There is a brief moment of stunned silence before Nicole turns to you, a sly smile spreading across her face. "You know," she purrs, her voice dripping with amusement. "I like the fighters. You should have invited me." Your lips curl into a knowing grin as Amara looks up at you in horror. "You can certainly help if you get me hard again," you respond smoothly.

Without hesitation, your blonde assistant drops to her knees and eagerly starts sucking your cock, her tongue swirling around the tip and sending shivers down your spine.

Letting out a low moan, you grip the back of Nicole's head and thrust into her mouth, feeling her throat tighten around your cock. Her eyes water and she gags slightly, but she doesn't break contact with you.

As you continue to fuck her face, Amara watches in horror, tears streaming down her face. She tries to cover her mouth in shock, but her hands shake too much to be of any use. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I don't want to watch this."

Nicole releases your cock with a pop and giggles. "Don't worry, Amara," she says, brushing her hair out of her face. "I'll make sure you're next."

You nod in agreement. "That's right. You will lick Nicole's cunt, while I fuck that bald cunt of yours."

"No, please," Amara pleads, her voice was broken. She looks up at you, tears streaming down her face, and begs: "Please, let me go. I'll never tell anyone what happened here. I just want to leave."

Your eyes rake over Amara's trembling form, savoring her desperation and fear. A smirk spreads across your lips as you relish in the power you hold over her. "You know what? Not only are we going to take pleasure from you, but we're also going to ensure that you never work in this industry again for daring to defy me and not giving me what I want."

With a firm grasp on Amara's hair, Nicole pulls her up from the ground and commands her to stand. Nicole leads her forcefully to a nearby desk and press her head down onto its cold surface.

You **** Amara's head down onto the desk, keeping her in place as Nicole straddles her face. Without any hesitation, Nicole grinds her wet pussy onto Amara's mouth, moaning in pleasure as she does so. "Mmm, that's it," you growl, positioning yourself behind Amara. "Take my cock like a good girl."

Amara lets out a muffled scream as you thrust into her tight pussy, relishing in the feeling of her walls clenching around you. You use one hand to grip her hip and the other to twist and pull on her hair.

Nicole reaches over and grabs a fistful of Amara's hair, making her gasp and whimper beneath her. "That's it, slut," she hisses. "Lick my pussy while he fucks yours."

Amara cries out in humiliation as she is used by the two of you for your own pleasure. Her body trembles with each thrust and lick, but she can't deny the arousal that courses through her.

As the three of you reach your climax together, there is a knock on the door. You quickly pull out of Amara and straighten yourselves up before letting in your next appointment.

Amara's cheeks burned with humiliation as she scrambled to compose herself. You towered over her, your voice dripping with authority and a hint of threat. "If you ever want to work in this town again," you say icily, "you will be at my mansion tonight for me to use as punishment for your insolence. And if I don't see you there, I will take it as a sign that you never want to work again."