Up

"Up" He growls "Hands on the desk"

You obey once again, standing up on shaking legs. You put your hands on the desk, trembling.

The boss unceremoniously pushes your pants and underwear down, making you gasp.

"Look at this" he purrs "Such a pretty peach with a pretty flower too"

He grabs your plump cheeks, giving them a squeeze before giving you a good spank.

You moan.

"Whore" He says with a laugh

He slips his fingers between your cheeks, rubbing your slit up and down. He shoves his fingers inside of you roughly, fingering you merciless

"Wet and tight" he says "A fine cunt, ready to be pounded"

You can only moan, moving your hips as he fingers you roughly before taking them out abruptly.

"Get ready" he says "I'm not going to stop"

Then he pierces you with a brutal thrust.

You scream as he fucks you relentlessly, deep and hard, bruising you from the inside. You feel your orgasm crash on you like a wave.

"Good whore" He groans as you tighten around him "Milking me dry"

He cums deep inside of you, grabbing your hips with a bruising grip.

You fall onto the desk, moaning pitifully as he takes his cock out. You hear him looking for something in his drawers as you feel the cum slip out your abused pussy.

"You are leaking" he says "Better do something about that, don't we?"

You scream as he shoves a dildo inside of you, keeping the cum inside of you.

He pulls your underwear and pants up, keeping it locked in place. He tucks himself, taking a sit on his chair.

"You pass" h says with a sigh "Come tomorrow and I will show you around"

"O-ok"

"And one more thing" he says as you make your way to the exit "Keep it in"

You blush violently, nodding.