Reach For Her Pussy

The sight of her glistening pussy and her obvious need for pleasure drew you to try your luck. Sliding a hand over the edge of the table, you brought it down between her thighs, angling two fingers towards her slit. Just as you brushed the tips of the two digits up along her folds, tracing the lenght of her pussy, her juices soaking across your fingers, you let out a hoarse groan of approval. Her velvety lips were so enticing, yet just as you poised yourself to pierce into her pussy with your fingers, a hand suddenly grabbed your wrist, tugging your hand away from her pussy-folds. Startled, you looked to see that it was in fact Scarlett who had grabbed your hand, a devillish smile curled across her lips.

"I told you the rules plain and clear. Only my breasts. I suppose now, I'll need to show you what happens to those who break the rules," she smirked, a devious air about her words. Before you could say anything, she dragged you by your arm around the receptionist desk and into the small sequestered space where she worked. Effortlessly and with a concerning degree of proficiency and skill, she buckled your knees and **** you beneath the desk, hiding your body beneath the surface, completely out of view. Stepping forwards, she blocked your escape with her crotch and legs, placing you right in front of her gleaming pussy. You wanted to touch her, so you guess you got what you asked for.

"What the..." you began, only to have your outburst silenced as Scarlett's foot pressed firmly against your thigh, applying just enough pressure to your crotch to reduce your protest to a silent squeak.

"You're going to do exactly as I say. One word out of place and I'll call proper security. And let's just say, they won't offer you such a pleasant punishment. I believe it's Gal and Jessica on duty. They prefer pegging for their punishments. So, let's just resolve this between the two of us. I've been on my feet all day without the slightest bit of pleasure, and you've been a naughty boy," Scarlett smiled, biting her lip excitedly as she took brief glances beneath the table, delighting in having you right where she wanted. It wasn't as cramped as you would have thought and being poised to pleasure such a beautiful woman like this was kind of exciting, even if the circumstances were marginally humiliating, "Understand?"

"Yes..." you breathed, dutifully doing as you were told and keeping quiet, the intoxicating gleam of her pussy enticing you into servitude.

"Good boy. Cheer up. You'll enjoy this if you do as I say. If you don't, I'll take a page out of Gal's book. I think her recommendation was a bare minimum of... twelve inches?" she teased, her foot relaxing a little and gently brushing along the length of your still firm cock before steadying itself on the floor, "Get to it, boy."