Antonia is taken

Delholme wasted no time and reached for her bra. Antonia felt each snap being unfastened, and then the bra severely loosening around her. She gasped as his hands took hold of her bra straps and peeled them down her arms. ‘Oh My God,’ Antonia said to herself, ‘He’s stripping me down!’ She glanced down to see the bra slide away from her breasts, exposing her hard nipples. She tried to will herself to grab the bra and pull it back up, but it was too late…Delholme was pulling it away from her body. She watched him drop it on the floor beside her, and reached her hands to cover her breasts.

Kissing the back of her neck, Delholme reached his arms around her body, and pulled her hands away, placing them on the wall above her head. Delholme grabbed his necktie, and in an instant, had tightly bound her wrists above her head. “Oh!” she audibly gasped. He slid his hands all the way down her arms, down the sides of her body to her hips. Her dress was bunched there, clinging to her hips.

Delholme cupped her ass over the dress, and said, “I can’t wait to have this.” He slid his hands in each side of the dress, his fingers grazing her bare hips. Antonia gave one last plead, “Please, Rudy…don’t…” It was too late. Antonia felt the dress start to shuffle on her hips as Delholme began to slowly push it downward. She began to feel the dress slide down over her round ass, and down her lower abs. She knew that if the dress got to her hips, she was done for.

“Ugh,” She grunted, trying to sway her hips away from Delholme, but he had a firm grasp on them. The dress began to descend again, and Antonia felt it fall completely from her ass, and inch down her hips. Now the dress was only being held up by Delholme. Knowing this, He let go, smacked her ass, and watched as the dress slide down her legs. Antonia looked down and saw the dress falling, almost as if in slow motion; first to her knees, then to her calves, and then to the floor. She had been stripped naked!

“Ah,” She gasped, as she stood there, bound and naked. She couldn’t believe this had happened to her. How did she lose control of the situation so much? Delholme pulled out her hair elastic, and spun her around and admired his prize. Before him stood an absolute stunner, five foot nine, dark, wavy red hair, and an hourglass figure to die for! After missing out on missing out on Amanda’s body, Delholme was happy with his consolation prize. Her piercing green eyes had a defeated and worried look, and her full lips quivered a bit. He drank in the view of her full, round breasts, hard nipples, and smooth shaven pussy. Man, was he going to enjoy this one.

Grabbing hold of her waist, Delholme forcibly lead her to the couch. He dropped his boxers, and sat down, pulling Antonia to her knees in front of him. She sneered at her, “Time to suck it, baby.” She hesitated reluctantly, but then Delholme grabbed her head and pulled it towards his dick. “I can make this difficult for you, Antonia,” he threatened. It was out of her control, and so Antonia opened her full lips, and slipped them over the head of Delholme’s dick. He grabbed onto her hair firmly, and began to face-fuck her. Antonia felt both defeated, and turned on. She began to actually get into it, and started sucking on his dick.

“Oh yeah, baby,” Delholme cheered her on, “I knew you were a slut.” Antonia had never been treated like this before. It sent all sort of conflicting feelings through her mind and body. Delholme stopped her, and pulled her head back, standing up, he yanked her onto her feet, and guided her over to his desk. Pushing her against it, she bend her over it, stretching her bound hands out in front of her for leverage. Before she could figure out what was happened, Delholme’s cock was grazing against her bare, wet pussy. He teased her with it, driving Antonia wild in the process, then pushed forward a bit, splitting her pussy lips open, and poking his head inside her.

“Oh GOD!” Antonia let out. “Do you like that, Antonia?” Delholme asked, “Well then you will love this.” He stepped forward into her hips, and his dick drove deep inside her. “Ugh-AH!” Antonia let out as he filled her pussy. She had done several missions where she had to use her feminine wiles to seduce a mark, or entice someone, but she had never let it get to the point where she had been stripped, let alone being fucked, yet she here she was, naked, bound, and being fucked by this jerk Delholme. It was an embarrassing defeat for her.

Meanwhile, Delholme cared little for her problems as he pounded her pussy from behind. He had never had a woman like Antonia before, and he was going to take full advantage of her body. He started to thrust deeper and deeper, and Antonia started to moan in a mix of pleasure and defeat.

Suddenly, Delholme stopped. Antonia was both surprised and a bit disappointed, but not for long. He swept off the few items from his desk, and picked up, placing on the desktop facing up. He then climbed onto the desk, and positioned his body between her thighs. Antonia was tried on last time to fight him off with her bound hands, but he pinned them above her head with on hand, while the other one guided his dick towards her waiting pussy.

“Oh-Ugh,” Antonia moaned lustfully as he entered her. He began fucking her pussy with a smooth, steady rhythm. With her pussy being so wet, he easily slid in and out of her. “You know, Antonia,” He said nonchalantly, “I was hoping to be fucking this girl Amanda from earlier this evening, but I guess you’ll have to do.” Antonia felt the burn of saving her colleague from being fucked by Delholme, only to get fucked by him later.

Since she was on her back, Delholme took the opportunity to multitask, and let his mouth go to work on her tits. He sucked hard on her nipples, switching back and forth from each breast as he continued to fuck her. He was enjoying every inch of her body. Antonia had never been taken like this before. She had never been defeated to this extent, never had been owned like this before.

As Delholme picked up the pace, Antonia felt an orgasm building up within her. She was trying so hard in her drunken state to resist the orgasm, but it was a futile endeavour. As he continued to thrust deeper and deeper, Antonia felt Delholme rip the orgasm from her body. She started to buck into his hips, fucking him now as well, as she came hard. She was gasping repeatedly as Delholme drove into her.

Antonia’s pussy clenched onto his dick, and now it was Delholme’s turn to orgasm. He exploded into her, filling her up with his cum. The sensation sent Antonia’s senses wild, and she came multiple times, each more intense than the last. She coated Delholme’s dick with her cum. He pulled out in time to shoot his seed over Antonia’s body; her breasts, abs, and pussy; one final indignity to signal her total defeat.

Overcome with sensation, exhaustion, and drunkenness, Antonia Morelli glanced over to Delholme’s face, full of pride at having taken her, before she passed out bound and naked on the desk, cum dripping from her pussy.