Continues to fuck you while belittling you

The **** lord cock plunges into your hole. You let out a muffled moan as he begins to thrust into you, his movements becoming more forceful with each passing second. "You like that, don't you?" he grunts, his hot breath on your neck. "You act so high and mighty, but deep down, you're just like the others. A sissy whore looking for a good story." The sting of his words is meant to break you, to make you feel small.

But you refuse to let him see you crack. Instead, you lean into the degradation, playing your part with a skill that surprises even yourself. "Maybe I am," you gasp, your voice a breathy whisper. "Or maybe I'm just a woman who knows what she wants."

He laughs, a harsh, grating sound. "What you want is my secrets. And you'll do anything to get them, won't you?" He grabs your hips, pulling you closer, his thrusts becoming almost punishing. "You're no different from the others who've tried to get close to me. They all want something. Power. Money. Fame."

You don't answer. Instead, you focus on the clock on the wall, ticking away the precious minutes. His office is just across the room. You need him to finish. You need him to be so spent, so blissfully unaware, when you take the information to bring him down.

He flips you over, pulling your ass up in the air. "Look at you," he sneers, his hands kneading your fleshy globes. "You take my cock so well. Your body, it was made for this. That useless cock is perfect. Your American papi must be so proud." His words are a violation, but you **** yourself to moan, to arch your back, to give him the performance he craves. Your ass shake for the **** lord perversion.

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