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Veronica was to put it blunt, rather pig-headed. For eighteen years she had been catered to and never denied anything she really wanted and many things she asked for on a whim. Not even the humiliation of being stripped nude and forcefully face-fucked was enough to cow her for more than a short period of time. She had convinced herself that Smithers had grossly overstepped his bounds. While what he had done was not technically illegal, there was no way her daddy was going to be happy when he learned what the portly butler had done to his darling baby girl.

She watched through narrowed eyes as Smithers took a neatly folded leather, something, off of a shelf and spread it out on his desk. Her first thought was it seemed to be a tapered bag of some sort. Her second thought was that it looked like some sort of corset, given the lacing that ran down its length. But that could not be the case due to the way that the bottom pinched to a close with a metal ring. She'd never seen anything like it, but given the circumstances she was pretty sure she did not want to know what it was for.

"Please bend over my desk, Miss. Veronica," Smithers asked politely.

"No! I will not. This has gone too far, Smithers. You can't believe that daddy will forgive you for what you have done to me!" Veronica yelled. Her face turning dark with anger. Not an unusual look for her. Her attitude and behavior had left Smithers helpless in the past and she fully expected him to back down now.

Normally Veronica's temper tantrum would have left Smithers befuddled with uncertainty. But while Smithers might have had trouble dealing with an immature brat, the same did not go for a mature girl of legal age. With a single stride he reached Veronica and his meaty hand closed around the back of her neck.

"Stop! Let me go, Smithers!" Veronica cried out as Smithers bodily dragged her across the room and tossed her face down on his desk with her legs dangling over the edge, her toes just brushing the floor. Smithers released his hold on her neck and she tried to push herself back up, but let out a shriek of outrage when Smithers resumed his grip while his free hand delivered several hard swats to her **** rear. While thrashing her head from side to side as best she could Veronica spotted Smithers' manhood and found it impossible not to notice that it has sprung to full life once more. Clearly manhandling her was proving quite a stimulus to the old fart.

Veronica redoubled her efforts to remove herself from the desk top before Smither's could violate her body. "How dare you! Daddy will have your balls!" She screamed, and then cried out again as Smithers delivered another set of painful blows to her backside. Tears started to run from her eyes from the pain and humiliation, and this time when Smithers removed his hand from her neck she stayed in place.

Veronica half expected to be used. How could she not. She was young and beautiful. There was no way an old man like Smithers could resist making use of the treasure between her legs. The one she had dreamt of offering to her daddy ever since she had been taught the facts of life at her all girls school.

Much to Veronica's surprise, and maybe to her chagrin, Smithers made no effort to take possession of her body, though his cock did run up the crack of her ass as he leaned against her to hold her in place as he slipped the leather bag like thing up over her arms, which he had pulled around behind her. She realized the purpose of the leather object when she felt her arms drawn together as Smithers laced up the single glove.

"I do not have time to see fully to your training at the moment, slut," Smithers said in a matter of fact way as he dragged her off of his desk and around to the other side. He shoved her into the well of his desk, which Veronica discovered contained what seemed to be a pet bed with various chew toys scattered around. A second later she gulped in worry as she noticed that while the plastic objects were indeed toys, they were not chew toys. Various plugs and dildos were neatly arranged around the perimeter of the deskwell, and there was even one jutting out of the back wall, at a height to place it perfectly in position to entertain a kneeling girl.

Veronica felt a moment of terror at the thought that Smithers was going to use one of the toys under the desk to rip away the virginity she had dreamed of giving to her daddy. But instead of forcing her to do so he pulled up his desk chair and sat down, trapping Veronica inside the desk well. The space grew dim as his bulk blocked the light, but she could still clearly see his jutting cock, everybit as huge and ugly as she remembered.

"I am feeling a bit pent up and in need of relief, slut. I expect you to see to that while I do my paperwork. If my cock is still swollen by the time I am done I will give you a good thrashing to encourage you to try better the next time." Smithers said in the same calm and direct voice he might use to instruct the maids to properly clean the house and not at in the sort of tone Veronica would have expected him to use while ordering her to suck his dick. It drove home once more that for many men she was nothing more than a receptacle and not a person with feelings you needed to care about.

Veronica's mind flashed back to Fifi's appearance, and she swallowed nervously as she contemplated Smithers cock. Despite its daunting size he had convincely demonstrated that she was able to swallow it, not that she'd enjoyed the experience. With some effort she wiggled herself around till she was kneeling between Smithers' legs and her face inches away from his drooling cock. Not having the use of her hands made the procedure far more difficult than she would have imagined. The thick musty smell of his pre-cum filled her nose as she stared in dismay at the big bulbous head.

Veronica was sure if she hesitated for too long Smithers would reach under the desk and drag her onto his cock, forcing it down her throat like he had a short while earlier. The memory of that experience was more than enough for her to open her mouth as wide as she could in an effort to envelop the tip of his cock. The taste of his manhood and fluids filled her mouth again. To Veronica's surprise it was not as disgusting as the first time, not that it was still a treat, but she felt no urge to gag just from the flavor as she tentatively ran her tongue over the smooth silky skin. She tightened her lips and sucked as she began to move her head back and forth about two or three inches at a time. She found that being in control seemed to make a huge difference from her prior experience. There was something almost comforting about nursing on Smithers manhood. At least as long as she was doing this, and he was busy with his paperwork, she did not have to fear him performing some other atrocity on her. Compared to Fifi she was getting off easy.

Someone knocked on the door to Smithers office. Veronica pulled back in reaction, only to have Smithers shift his leg and use them to pin her in place with a good three inches of his cock inside her mouth as he called out. "Come in please."