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"Well actually Daddy I don't really want to call anyone right now," I say, my ass still reeling from his harsh slaps. "I'd really rather you just put your fat cock in my pussy." I shake my ass a little, trying to entice him. Instead he responds with a couple more hard slaps, causing me to yelp and moan in pain (and pleasure?). I can't help but kick my feet up as a reaction, but I manage to keep my hands behind my back and stay bent over the counter.

"I don't give a fuck what you want, Slut," Jack seethes. He spanks me again, over and over. Each hit adds an additional sting until my cheeks feel like they are practically raw. Each hit elicits an increasingly louder and longer moan, as the pain and pleasure begin to coalesce into something... more. I briefly consider getting up, turning around and begging Jack to stop. But I quickly realize that maybe I don't really want him to stop.

"Has that ass taken enough **** yet Slut? I know you want more," he says, punctuating his comments with his hardest slap yet. I lurch forward as I cry out in pain, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. I suddenly remember where we are, in our lab, where tons of other people work. Anybody could walk in any second.

"Daddy, please, wait," I ask, attempting to keep my tears from flowing. I remain bent over, but turn my head around, trying to look back at him. "I love this Daddy, I really do. But what if somebody comes in and sees us? Shouldn't we go... somewhere else?" I try to study his face, see what he thinks, but he quickly lunges forward and grabs me roughly by the back of the neck. I manage to keep my hands behind my back, and as he straightens me up I have to stand on my tippy toes to keep from falling.

"I could not give less of a shit if someone sees us Slut," he says in a whisper, breathing heavily into my left ear. His thumb is digging into the side of my neck, almost like a Vulcan nerve pinch from one of those nerdy shows my boyfriend likes to watch. As he speaks I try to look at him out of the corner of my eye. "You don't either. In fact, you would find it incredibly hot if someone walked in on us. Wouldn't you?"

"Oh my god, Daddy! You're so right!" I exclaim, a big smile growing on my face. "God, that would be so fucking hot. Now I hope it happens!" He takes a step to my left side, now grabbing the front of my throat with his other hand. With both hands clamped around my throat, he brings my head closer to his. He starts whispering in my ear.

"I knew you would, Slut. I can tell, just by looking at you, how badly you want people to know. Your deepest, darkest desires. Things you don't tell anyone, even that pathetic boyfriend of yours. You want to be... exposed," he states, simulatenously grabbing the fabric of my turtleneck and ripping downwards. In one clean move he tears my entire sweater off, letting the tattered remains fall to the floor.

I moan so fucking loudly. It's the hottest thing anyone has ever done to me, and in that exact moment I almost cum again. But I remember Daddy's words, that I can't without his permission, so I don't. He tears my bra off as well, letting my large breasts spill out of them. Before I can even breathe his hand is all over them, groping and caressing them. I can't help but keep moaning, now hoping that someone hears me.

"Oh Daddy... fuck..." I moan, unable to (and not wanting to) control myself. His strong fingers work their magic, tweaking and pulling at my erect nipples with a magnificent touch. My body starts vibrating, sexual pleaure coursing throughout as he quickly turns me around to face him. He dives tongue first at my tits, slurping up my nipples into his mouth one at a time as he switches back and forth between each breast. His other hand removes itself from the back of my neck, joining its partner in feeling and pleasuring my tits. I so instinctively want to just wrap my hands around his head, holding him there like a baby while he teases me. But I manage to hold on and remember his words, keeping my hands firm behind my back.

Soon my breasts are drenched in his saliva, two shiny orbs just begging to be continually played with. But he abruptly stops, turning me back around and forcing me back over the counter. He uses such **** that I'm lifted off my feet completely. I sense his rough hands feel all over my body, down my back and towards my ass. He gives it a couple firm grabs before slipping a finger under the hem of my panties. He violently rips them clean off, revealing my tight asshole and dripping wet pussy.

"Here, suck on this, Slut," he commands, reaching around and stuffing my torn soaked panties into my mouth. I offer no resistance, taking the fabric willingly as I greedily begin to suck my own juices out of it. I've never been the biggest fan of tasting my own cum (I've done it before with my boyfriend a couple times) but now it's like the sweetest nectar I've ever consumed. I hungrily suck as Jack's big hands rub all over my ass, spreading my cheeks and observing my slit from behind.

"God, you have just a fucking fantastic ass Slut," Jack states breathlessly. "No fucking way your boyfriend knows how to handle all that." He gives it a light slap this time. "Luckily for the both of us... I do." Standing directly behind me he steps up, pressing his still-hard cock directly up against my snatch. I moan as I feel him, barely able to stop myself from almost rolling over. He starts rubbing his thick cock head up and down my slit, causing me to moan more and more through the panties stuffed in my mouth.

Suddenly he pulls back, and I know what's coming. I gasp as I feel his thick head push into my hungry pussy, my inner walls expanding to make space for his thickness. He's quickly all the way in, the girth of his shaft stretching me in ways I've never felt before. He starts thrusting in and out, my pussy tightly hugging his member as sparks of pure pleasure explode throughout my body. I scream through my makeshift gag, and I'm sure my sounds can be heard echoing throughout the whole building. The pleasure is just unreal, and if not for Daddy's words I would have cum again.

"Yea, you like that Slut?" he asks, grabbing onto my hands for extra leverage. I nod and moan in response, a clear 'yes' that makes him pick up the pace. "I knew you would, Slut. I've known since the second I met you." He begins spanking me again, almost timing it with his thrusts. I start moaning louder and louder, the pleasure of a tremendous orgasm building deep withing me. He lets go of my hands, instead opting to grab me by the hair once more. He pulls back, wrenching my neck upwards as he plunges his fat dick even deeper into my stretched hole.

Suddenly, the door to the lab opens.