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You politely decline his offer. It is already quite late and you don't think Margret will be happy if you go on an expedition without her again. He hurries out of the room, leaving you alone with the other woman. You don't want to immidiately leave the room, so instead you wander around looking for something to do. You check out the woman accompanying you in the room right now. She looks to be in her late thirties. She has the same olive skin as most of the people in the mansion, but is much taller than most. She's probably as tall as Margret, who is 5'8, with dark golden blonde hair ( Don't ask why it's called that, just look it up) flowing down her back until past her mid-rif. She's wearing a white blouse over a black skirt.

"You are mr. Jameson, right? I saw you're quite the people pleaser." the woman says. You look up at her with a semi-confused look. "Oh, excuse me. My name is Bella. I'm the head of camera security around here." You can't wrap your head around what she might be trying, but you can't help but notice the top two buttons of her blouse being unbuttoned, showing off more cleavage than you had thought possible from her prior attire. "Don't act all innocent like that!" she exclaims playfully, "You know we all saw you fucking Darla. Your partner even told you." she says with a smirk. You blush at the thought of someone else having seen that little encounter. You had thought Margret had just made an educated guess. "Ah, yes. The interview with mrs. Delirius." you stutter.

"I know you might be wondering why I'm telling you this. If you thought I was just making small talk to break the silence, you're wrong. Even though the constant silence and loneliness is the reason I'll be asking you this favour." You can guess what this favour will be, but decide to wait for Bella to confirm your suspicions. "How about you bend me over this desk and fuck me like you fucked that whore of a maid. In exchange, I'll send you a copy of the staff's "Private Time", if you catch my drift. And as an added bonus, I'll even add what is going on in your room right now." That peeks your interest. "What is going on in my room right now?" you ask. Bella smiles a seductive smile. "Only one way to find out!"

She walks over to you and pushes you back onto the desk. With practised ease she unbuttons your pants and slides them down with your underwear quickly following suit. She gives your cock a few experimental jacks before finding a rhythm. When your cock is fully erect she takes the tip into her mouth, slowly licking your crown. Then, without warning, she lowers her head to your crotch, further and further until she has the full length of your cock in her mouth and throat. She keeps it there for a few seconds, massaging the full length of your cock, before moving away from your crotch again. She whips her hair back and gasps. You are panting from the experience you just had and Bella laughs at you. "I love it when men show some endurance. Most of them lose it before I even go that far." she says. Before you can respond, she goes back to her task, taking your cock into her mouth again. She bobs her head up and down, looking up at you with puppy eyes. Your finger almost instinctively find their way into her hair, forcing her to take more and more of you into her mouth. She picks up the pace and you are barely conscious enough to notice Bella turning completely red before going pale in her face. Deciding you don't want to have a **** on your name, you pull her off of your rod. Bella falls onto her back, gasping for air, but smiling all the same.

"Now you got me really horny! Come here and fuck the light out of me!" she says. You pull her up from the ground and decide to take her earlier advice. You bend her over the table and with a quick pull you undo her of her panties. You line yourself up and slide your dick between her wet folds. You then push in and bottom out with an almost feral growl. You keep it there and feel Bella's cunt massaging the entire length of your dick. You pull out slowly before pushing all the way back in.

"You're not a very quick thinker for a detective of your caliber!" she says. You worry you were lead into a trap. "Still no clue?" Bella says after she sees you hesitantly stop your pounding. "I want you to make me in to a FILTHY CUMWHORE. **** me!" she shouts. You're afraid you might have misunderstood, but all doubt leaves your mind when she looks back at you and sighs. "Do I have to spell it out for you? Pull my hair, make me scream for mercy, spank me until I bleed, **** me until I turn blue!"

You're usually not into that stuff, but you can hardly back out now, can you? You breath in and when you open your eyes, you look her in the eyes with a wicked grin. "You want me to get rough with you? I think you have no idea what you have just asked for." While you said all that, you grabbed a cable from on of the computers and pull it free. You fold it and spank her ass with it, as hard as you can. She lets out a shocked yelp at the sudden sting of pain. The makeshift whip leaves a burning red mark on her ass cheek and with your hand you slowly trace it down, only increasing the pain for Bella. "Ah, fuck. It hurts so much. I honestly didn't think you had it in you detective... Aah." Bella's words are cut off as you spanked her again. "You will call me master, useless whore!" you shout. You had never seen this side of yourself, but it felt weirdly erotic.

"Yes, master. I'm sorry, master." Bella sobs. You grin at her. "Very good. I will reward you for your subservience." you say.