A Corner Office

You stride into The Company two steps behind Carrie. Carrie walks through security with ease. The guards actually look down in submissive reverence.

You follow her. The guards glare at you in obvious envy, but you also stroll through unchecked.

Carrie strolls onto the elevator. She puts her finger on a touchpad and punches the top floor.

In minutes you step off on the executive level. Your shoes tap on the black marble floors.

Carrie looks back at you with an evil grin.

You head down a corridor. You admire the paintings of orgies and the medieval **** devices that decorate the walls. One inquisitor’s knife looks well used. You swear it is still coated in dried human blood.

You reach the end of the corridor. Carrie enters a corner office. It is lined with windows and the view of the city is spectacular.

“What do you think, Nick?”

“It’s incredible.”

“Now, before I get you your assistant, come and fuck me on my desk.”

You drop you pants, freeing your erect tree snake. Carrie hops on the desk and spreads her legs. She wears no underwear and her pussy is shaved bare. You push the latex dress aside and plunge into her.

You push in hard enough for her to mewl.

“Fuck me hard, Nick!” Give me pain!”

You pull out and flip her. You grab her hair for leverage and yank as you thrust into her ass.

“Fuucck yes!” She drawls.

You slam her balls deep. She screams in delight as you bring her pain. With a final yank and thrust you cum.

She moves to a reclining position.

“That was wonderful, Nick. Look out at the city and know we are going to bring them all such wonderful pain.”

You grin cruelly.

“Now let’s get you your assistant.”