No

After five minutes he felt rejuvenated. He leaned up looked her in the eyes, "Ready for some more," without an answer he fucked her again in the ass.

This time it didn't really hurt. She just laid there motionless and expressionless. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of tears again. She stared him straight in the eyes. She wanted him to see she wasn't scared anymore. Wanted him to see she was stronger than that and there was no reason to continue.

Seeing that this wasn't bothering her this time he thought up a new "****". After he cummed in her ass once more he leaned down to her ear, "You're going to suck all of mine and your fluids off my dick. If you make it good then I'll go".

She looked at him in grotesque. She didn't know what to do...She knew though that with everything that had just happened she didn't want to taste it, yet she wanted to get him out of the office as quickly as possible. She resigned to his offer.

He held her arms down to her side and straddled her upper chest. "Say ahh."

Emma opened her mouth, and Vasan quickly shoved his cock into her mouth.

Emma fluttered her tongue around the glistening tip and ran it down the throbbing vein at the base. She licked all around to give her some moisture to work with, and then she took him into her mouth again, sucking back and forth, trying to please him, and hating herself for it.

And then, suddenly, in a moment of eternal clarity, everything fell away from her. The entire universe was reduced to her mouth, and his cock, and her need to bring him to climax. There was nothing but the beautifully simple task of rhythmically licking and sucking, sliding his shaft in and out of my mouth, up and down, faster and faster. Emma thought to herself

Vasan was making noise, now, little short bursts of pleasure in rhythm with her movements. His hands slid down to cup her breasts, and he caressed her nipples, rolling them between his fingers so that he gently tweaked them every time Emma's mouth was at the base of his shaft. Emma gave a little moan, and let the adrenaline thrill of mixed pain and pleasure wash over her.

With a shout of frustration or exhilaration he grabbed her head from both sides, his fingers entwined in her hair, and slammed her face into him, rapidly, over and over. His rigid cock filled Emma's mouth, **** her; she was gagging but couldn't do anything; she could barely breathe as he **** himself deeper and deeper into her throat, faster and faster –

With a load moan he pulled out of Emma, and he pulled her head back, and the semen burst from him, spurting out, spilling onto Emma, on her face and her shoulders, and trickling down her breasts. He held her there for a long moment, breathing raggedly, his eyes closed, lost in his ecstasy. When his breathing slowed, he opened his eyes and looked at Emma, his hands still gripping her head.

For a moment Emma felt flushed with success and she reveled in the feeling, but the trance slipped away from her and she was suffused with shame and humiliation. Emma was unable to wipe herself off. Tears trickled down her cheeks and mingled with his cum.

“It looks good on you,” he panted, releasing Emma's head and falling back against the wall. Emma stayed where she was, afraid to move. His eyes roved over me, assessing his handiwork. “Yes, it looks very good on you.” He paused. “Lick your lips.”

Emma did, and her tongue encountered slick saltness and she swallowed. Vasan got up and grabbed both of her arms.

“You **** me in every hole, just let me go.”

“Oh, I plan too.” He smiled.

He started to drag Emma through the office, and once they made it to the office door he stopped and finally let go of her arms. Emma quickly stood up, but before Emma could do anything Vasan shoved her out the door and he pulled the door shut.

"Now you are free to go home." He screamed through the door.

Emma got up and banged on the door. "You can't do this to me, I'm naked and covered in your cum. Let me back in."

After 10 minutes of banging on the door, Emma finally realized that it was no use. She now came to the realization that she would now have to sneak around the city naked and covered in cum, to get back home.