Glacial beauty

Kolin

The second she grabbed my wrist and tried to keep me from ripping her cunt apart, the job was mine. I swung us back toward the sideboard and we crashed into the bottles and glasses.

Chips of glass found their way into our skin, but we didn’t care. We howled as the **** burned our wounds. She and I were coming to the end of the fight and we both knew it.

It was all or nothing.

Each of us holding a wrist, we tumbled to the floor, covered in **** and blood. Our breasts were crushed beneath the other, our cunts alight with pain, as we rolled across the carpet. I ended on top. And I made good use of it.

I bent her wrist backward till she howled. Slamming it to the floor, I pinned it with one knee. Then I pivoted and trapped her other arm beneath my other knee. Now, hovering over her face, pushing her flailing legs back to the ground, I gave her the ultimatum.

“Bite my fucking cunt, and I will fucking kill you.”

“Get off me, bitch!” Laura screamed. “This isn’t fucking over!”

“Yes.” I said. “Yes it is. You just don’t know it yet.”

I raked her tender thighs with my nails and then grabbed hold of her wiry pussy hair. I tore it out tuft by tuft and then sank my own muff down onto her face.

“Bite it and you’re dead.” I hissed.

She didn’t.

She did try to trap my head between her legs, but I saved her the effort. I plunged my face into her cunt and began to gnaw at it with my teeth. She screamed for an instant and I was sure she would fucking try it. I wanted her to...I wanted to break her fucking neck with my legs…

But instead, she cried out in defeat.

“I GIVE!” STOP YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

I stopped. Rolled off of her, and grabbed her by the hair.

“Good girl.” I said. “Now let’s punish you.”

I jerked her up to her feet and bent her over the bosses desk.

“Kolin...what are…” the boss stammered, his cock throbbing.

“I’m going to teach this bitch a lesson…” I said.

I lifted my high heel up and brought it down on the desk, my nylon covered leg driving the boss even crazier.

“Lick my fucking shoe, bitch…” I hissed.

Laura’s face was covered with tears and her lip was trembling. Yet, somehow, she managed to say, ‘no’.

I grabbed her dark hair again, shoved her face toward my shoe.

“Lick it now,” I said. “And maybe I won’t fuck you with it”

“You wouldn’t,” She hissed.

I jerked her head back and then slammed it down on the desk.

“You don’t think I will? Bitch, I just stabbed you in the ass with a martini glass... you really think this is the worst I could do to you? Kiss the fucking show and maybe, just maybe, you will leave this office with both your tits attached.”

She didn’t answer for a moment. I could feel her trembling under my arm. Despite the terrible pain in my pussy, i felt a strong desire to **** her to eat me out.

“Alright.” Laura said.

I pressed her face to my shoe and then watched as she made out with it.

“Very good,” I said. I looked at the boss. He was about to explode. His eyes were fixed on my body and I decided to give him another show.

“Call me mistress,” I said.

She hesitated.

I slapped her ass with all my might. She screamed and I bent down to her ear.

“Call me mistress...now!”

“Yes mistress,” she gasped.

“Now, ****.” I hissed. “Open your mouth and take his cock in your mouth.”

She obeyed, opening her mouth like the little cumslut she was. While the boss put his cock in her gaping hole, I slipped my high heel off and positioned myself behind her.

“Is it to your liking, sir?” I asked.

“Yes…” he moaned. “Oh...yes…”

“Good.” I hissed.

Then I took my heel and shoved it’s spike into her wet, glistening pussy.

She screamed and the boss grabbed her by the hair, refusing to let her go.

“This is what happens when you fuck with me, whore!” I screamed. “This is what

happens to little brown cunts who think they can steal from a woman like me!”

Laura’s screams were interrupted by the sudden explosion from the boss’s cock. His load must have nearly choked her. She gagged and wept, snot and cum exploding from her mouth and nose. I thrust the heel in and out of her for a moment longer and then ripped it from her.

“Oh my god…” the boss said. “That was--”

“Laura,” I said. “Turn around for Mistress.”

In an instant, Laura, with a howl of grief and fury, turned and lunged for me. I stepped out of the way and she fell flat onto her large, swollen breasts. She screamed, clutching them and rolling on the floor, cum drenching her face. With my other heel, I kicked her in the cunt, connecting hard with her tender bits. Her eyes went wide and her mouth worked in silent agony.

I laid on top of her, pinning her wrists to the floor. My breasts were on hers. My cunt on hers. My lips on hers.

I began to grind her. I tasted the boss’s cum...lapped it up from the whore’s lips as my wet, swollen cunt pounded against hers. She tried to free herself from my grasp but couldn’t.

“You’re mine, bitch.” I moaned, feeling my orgasam begin to rise in my body. “You thought you could just come in here, fight me, and take everything? You’re wrong you little slut...you hot little bitch…”

My body was filled with tingling nerves and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I erupted into a fountain of bliss. I slid up her body and pressed my cunt into her torn, weeping face. I smeared cum and tears with my sex and **** her lips to meet mine. I groaned as her blubbering tickled me just right and within seconds, I felt the explosion detonate in mybody.

I squirted all over her, my juices **** her, flowing through her nose and mouth. She

clutched at my wrists with her nails but I could barely feel it as my body was rocked with my own power. I ground my cunt into her face until I was sure I had gotten every last modicum of orgasam from my body.

Then, and only then, did I fall to my side and look at the little bitch.

Her face was a flooded ruin. Her eyes were wide and horror struck.

“Go back to your fucking nest, you little rat.” I hissed. She looked at me, nodded, and got to her feet.

She walked shakily at first, stumbling around the room like a drunk. Then, she bent to retrieve her torn top.

“No !” I said. “You leave that. Walk home like the slut you are.”

Her head bowed. The blouse fell. Then she opened the door and was gone.

From then on, Urien was wrapped around my finger. I had him fire a few of my least favorite people in the office just to prove it to myself. He did it without question and even syphoned some of their pay into mine.

It even got to the point where he was begging to eat me out. I would let him, of course and if he ever gave the hint of wanting me to return the favor, I would simply remind him how badly I had fucked his little brown bitch up. That seemed to shut him up for a bit.

I saw Laura walking down the street the other day. She was recovering nicely it seemed.