Your personal secretary waits for you in the office

Having your anal fix dutifully satisfied by Tiana, you started to made your way back to the office. As usual, each time you walk around in the campus halls, the all female student population would stop and greet you. The more daring and brave ones would throw themselves onto you or be flirtatious, an attempt to curry favor at the school dean. Normally, you'd obliged and entertain them but you were rather dried out after pumping your hips into Tiana.

That said, it seems your cum reservoir and libido replenished itself by the time you reached your office. More accurately, your cock was aching in excitement upon seeing your personal secretary, Cerelia Costa, waiting for you beside your desk.

"Good afternoon Master Sultry, welcome back sir" The Italian babe greeted you in her usual seductive voice. You lock the door behind you before inspecting Cerelia with your sharp eyes. You had sent out Cerelia right after calling summoning Sophia to your office. Sending the Italian on on a mission to deliver a few documents to the other millionaire board members, specifically Mr. Timothy Parker, the 55-year old oil tycoon.

Just like before, it seemed Cerelia was wearing the same clothes when you had sent her out, a tight-fitting black laced dress that seemed to hug her every curve. Underneath the black dress was an equally alluring black lingerie. You know this of course, considering how every article of clothing owned by Cerelia was hand picked by you.

"Thank you dear, I assume you handed the documents over to Mr. Parker without a hitch" You say as you cup Cerelia's chin with your hand, pressing your thumb hard against her lips as you toyed with her.

"Yes sir, everything went smoothly" Cerelia replied with an expressionless face, completely unbothered by your act.

"That old fool didn't touch you did he?" You probed before sticking your thumb in her mouth, nudging the Italian babe to suck it tenderly.

"M-mhm...n-no sir" Cerelia responded, tongue swirling around your thumb as you looked her straight in the eyes.

"He did however invite me to tea and once again offered me a significant sum to work under him" You smirk at Cerelia's candid response.

"Bwhaha...that old fool still can't forget that night...bet his cock was just aching in agony when you visited him" You laugh, releasing Cerelia being walking over to your desk.

"Yes sir, I suspect that to be the case as well"

"Old fool should have broken the bank during auction night. Instead, the former school dean and now turned personal secretary belongs to me" You bragged with pride. Indeed, believe it or not, Cerelia, the 32-year old Italian babe standing before you was formerly the dean of this very school. The same one that was run to the ground with a notorious and infamous reputation for being an unofficial hive for brothels, prostitution and **** activity.

In all fairness, Cerelia was promoted as interim Dean at a time when the campus was already festering with scum. Back then, men from the streets to office buildings would simply walk into the campus grounds, hand a wad of cash to any seemingly slutty female student and be taken to a more secluded classroom to blow their balls out. The previous Dean before Cerelia was **** to resign amid a government probe on corruption and money-laundering.

This meant that Cerelia was now the new target for public scrutiny, her name being dragged to the mud in both the media and the municipal government building. Her time as dean was spent appearing in numerous state regulatory meetings where again, she was blamed for abetting a private school full of vice activities. There were even talks of criminal investigations that threatened to land Cerelia in prison.

Naturally, this was about the time you, Timothy Parker and the other three millionaires approached to purchase all existing stock of the private school from those scummy investors. In the blink of an eye, Dean Cerelia found herself face to face with her five new board members, otherwise known as her new owners. Still facing regulatory scrutiny and possible jail time, you offered Cerelia a choice.

Whore herself out to her five new owners or succumb to her fate. **** and seeing no way out, Cerelia complied and what followed was a brutal and passionate orgy that lasted five days straight. In one of your many mansions, Cerelia was brutally fucked by all five of you with every hole, crevice and orifice penetrated and defiled. Like a pure sex object, all five millionaires including you essentially **** her to oblivion.

Your personal chef sustained the orgy with 5-star meals, the only time Cerelia was given a sliver of rest. The fucking got so bad that Cerelia herself passed out numerous times, not that it stopped anyone from continuing to use her anyways. Of course, just for good measure and for the purposes of **** if needed, the orgy was photographed extensively, with everyone but Cerelia's faces cut off of course.

Of course, when the five-day orgy was over, you were a man of your word, making a few phone calls immediately after. Like a magic wand, all of Cerelia's problems disappeared, the state judiciary backed off and whatever criminal proceeding, investigations were dropped. It only costed Cerelia's dignity and pride as a woman but she was relieved.

After her fantastic performance at the orgy, all the five millionaires wanted to keep Cerelia for themselves, desiring her as a personal secretary to fuck and use whenever they wanted. To split the spoils and prevent in-fighting, a blind auction was held where the Italian babe was auctioned off like an object. Naturally, the highest bidder was you, overpaying slightly than everyone else.

When the dust settled, you placed yourself as the new dean with the previous one, now becoming your secretary. An ironic end for a silly woman who ran a private school to the ground. Once upon a time, this was her office but now, she's bent over your desk taking your cock everyday. Not that she minds however, having acknowledge her place in society.

"Although this may not be my place to say as a lowly secretary" Cerelia stopped, looking at you for approval before she could finish her sentence.

"Spit it out"

"I am grateful Master Sultry was the one who won the auction" Cerelia spoke up. ****

"Oh?"

"You even helped clear my name in the state back when I wrongly assumed the position of Dean" She continued. It seems obedience and submission has fully rooted itself in Cerelia.

"Hahaha, happy that you belong to a 42-year old millionaire instead of one of those old croonies huh?" Cerelia nodded in a docile manner as you chuckle out loud. What Cerelia doesn't know is that you engineered her whole downfall. You were the one who secretly pressed the board of education to clamp down on her, fucked her hard in the 5-day orgy before calling those on your payroll off. In Cerelia's eyes however, you were her knight in shining armor and she has since pledge to devote her body and soul to you alone.

"If you are so grateful then continue to show your worth for every penny I spent on you" You remark.

"As you say Master Sultry, are you in the mood for tea, coffee or juice sir?" Cerelia asked, leaning her body forwards towards you with a sly smile. To outsiders, this would seem like a normal request. To your inner circle however, tea, coffee and juice is a code for mouth, pussy or asshole, depending on whatever one was in the mood for.