He fucks you

He pulls you up and says, "Well then give me that pussy." His voice is cold and detached, devoid of any emotion. You feel a shiver run down your spine as he spins you around, pushing you against the desk.

You try to protest, but the words get stuck in your throat. Your heart is racing, and your mind is a jumble of conflicting emotions. You feel like you're trapped in a nightmare, with no escape.

Bobby's hands are rough as he hikes up your skirt, his fingers digging into your skin. You feel a wave of nausea wash over you as he pulls down your panties, exposing you to the cold air of the office.

"At least any girl can take a cock," he says, his voice devoid of emotion. You feel a surge of shame and embarrassment as he positions himself behind you, his hands grasping your hips.

You try to push him away, but he's too strong. He forces himself into you, and you feel a searing pain as he thrusts deeper. You try to cry out, but your voice is muffled by the sound of his heavy breathing.

He takes your virginity, with no regard for your feelings or your body. Each thrust is like a punch, and you feel yourself getting lost in the pain. Your mind goes numb, and you can't believe what's happening. You feel like you're watching yourself from afar, like this isn't really happening to you.

Bobby's grip on your hips tightens, and he starts to move faster, harder. You can feel yourself getting sore, but he doesn't seem to notice or care. You close your eyes, trying to escape the reality of the situation, but it doesn't help.

The pain is unbearable, and you can't help but let out a whimper.

Bobby hears your whimper and slows down, but he doesn't pull out. Instead, he leans forward, his breath hot on your ear. "Were you a virgin?" he asks, his voice low and mocking.

You nod, unable to speak. You feel a mix of emotions: shame, embarrassment, and anger. How could he do this to you? How could you let him?

Bobby laughs, a cruel, mocking sound. "Well, you're not anymore," he says, his voice filled with a sense of satisfaction.

He pulls out of you, and you feel a wave of relief wash over you. But your relief is short-lived as you see his cock, now covered in your blood. You feel a surge of disgust, you try to get up but he pushes you back down and says, "I have not cum yet."