You didn't even stand a chance.

You'd taken her up to the office. You did need to get work done, but...

"The first step to pleasing me and taking everything from Ms. Perfect is this: we're going to fuck in her office. Well, my office, now. Isn't that right?" She snuggled up close to you. She had been relentless in the car, on the way up here, and now, in the office. Anissa wasn't just wearing down your resolve; she was destroying it. She steamrolled over any objections you had and took advantage of your less-than-sober state of mind.

"But I have to get work done..." You weakly counter, knowing she'll immediately shut it down.

"Aw, there you go thinking again. You should just leave that up to me. You just do as I say and I promise everything will work out. You trust me, don't you?" She gave your cheek a kiss. You almost got whiplash from the way she easily switched between dominating and sweet. It made the moments she was sweet to you special... as if her happiness was a reward.

You didn't want to upset her or fight her on this. You were tired. She'd run you mentally ragged. "Yes, I trust you, Anissa." You nodded in reply.

"Good boy. Now," she sensually slipped out of her dress. Your eyes couldn't tear themselves away from her body. With each piece of clothing removed, you felt your body's yearning for her only grow. Once she was finished, she sat down at Aubrey's desk. "Come put that tongue off yours to work. I'm going to completely own you by the end of the night. You won't even think about looking at my sister because you'll be so devoted to me!"

Reluctantly, but obediently, you knelt down. Her scent immediately hit you, almost intoxicating. To be fair, it wasn't as if you hadn't been able to feel or smell her excitement. She truly was getting off on ruining her sister's life, but she was so damn sexy while doing it.

You kissed her thighs, almost savoring the moment. You weren't sure how you'd given in so easily... Anissa seemed to know just what buttons to press and you caved. Her domination... it was something Aubrey really didn't do. That made Anissa a dangerous temptation, one that you had obviously fallen to.

You finally reached her pussy, your cock straining against your pants. You leaned forward to taste her when she stopped you. "Take out your cock for me. I want you to get yourself off while you eat me out and while I trash talk your beloved fianceé."

You were **** for release ever since the car. Now, she was ready to give it to you. With one of your hands, you started to slowly stroke your cock while your face was buried and locked between her legs. She wrapped them around your neck, resting then on your shoulders, all the while you lapped away at her beautiful cunt.

"This is so hot, John. My dumb whore of a sister doesn't even know that her precious husband-to-be is a **** to my pussy." Anissa pushed your face even deeper, your nose filled engulfed as you were **** to take in every sensation of her. "I can't wait to finally put that bitch in her place. Stupid cunt, always acting like she's better than me— she thought she found Mr. Right. I guess, in that aspect, she was correct; only, Mr. Right was meant for me. Not for her. You're mine. Your heart. Your body. Your business. Your life. I want all of it. And you're going to give it to me because you know your place. Be a good boy and cum for me."

You could hardly hold back as you came on the floor, moaning against her crotch as your hand worked your cock harder than it ever had. "Look at you go, little ****! I'm so proud of you. I'm tempted to take a video and send it to her, but not just yet. I'm going to take everything from her and then, on your wedding day, you'll be getting married to the right sister." She tangled her hands in your hair as her own body was cracked with an orgasm. She shook and screamed out in pleasure— not that there was anyone to hear her.

After she came down from her own climax, you felt yours building close once more before she commanded you to stop. She cleared off Aubrey's desk with a quick sweep of her arms, and told you to strip and sit on it. "We're going to play a game of 'How Devoted Are You?' It's a fun little game I made up just for us! I'm going to give you some tasks; if you accomplish them, I'll reward you. How does that sound?" You gave her a weak nod and she began.

"First," she reached over into her purse and grabbed her phone. "You're going to jerk off to me all while talking about how much more you want me than my sister, how you never really loved her, and how you were just using her to get to me. I'll record it for my own fun and, if you do it, I'll do something fun for you. Bonus points if you manage to cum. I want to milk you dry tonight."

You were too far gone at this point. She was inundating you with pleasure after pleasure, effectively getting you drunk on yet another substance. You sat up and started to stroke your cock, "Anissa... She's so much better than that old slut. She's so perfect compared to Aubrey. Aubrey could never even hope to measure up to Anissa. That's why I dated Aubrey: to get to Anissa. She's the one I really wanted. It was love at first sight when I saw Anissa. She's my everything! I love her—!" With that, you came, your cock shooting its load all over the floor yet again.

Anissa set the phone aside and started clapping for you. "Good boy! Look at you. I'm so proud of you." She stepped forward and started to gently stroke your cock, bringing it back to full mast even faster than before. She was an expert at this! Her soft hands slowly and expertly caressed your cock, tracing every inch of it. "I'm going to memorize every bit of this cock. I want to be able to bring you to an orgasm every single time. I want to know your body like the back of my hand. Thank me for being so invested in you, John."

"Thank you," you moaned out, your eyes closing.

"Good boy. Now, for something a bit more difficult: sign your company over to me." She grinned wickedly, still holding your cock. "Your role will stay the same, but big sis's will be heavily reduced. She might even be given some... unsavory clients that would rather use her other talents. But you don't mind, do you? You're okay giving me everything you two have worked for because you love your goddess so fucking much. Do it and I'll suck your beautiful cock."

She quickly scribbled something down on paper. It was rudimentary, but it would read like a letter of intent to any other legal professional. You were **** to fight back, but before you knew it, you'd already signed it. Anissa couldn't help but toss her head back and laugh, "you're a cute little drunk ****. I bet I could convince you to do anything right now. But, first..."

She got comfortable and gave your cock a kiss. "You're so cute, John. And easy."

"Anissa...!" You moaned out as she took your cock in between her perfect lips.

"Yes!" She cried, pulling away for a moment. "Call my name! Fall for me! Cum only for me!" Her lips took in your cock again, deeper this time. The sound of her gagging on your dick echoed throughout the office.

"Anissa! Anissa! That feels amazing!" You shouted, watching as your entire cock disappeared down her throat. She bobbed her head up and down, her eyes locked onto you'd while she dominated your cock. You were hardly in any condition to last long. With a wink, she pulled away and let you coat her chest.

"Yummy. You're delicious, John." She stood up, a sight of pure lust. "But we're not done just yet. I have one more task for my ****." You were incredibly spent. There was no way you could even begin to move or cum again. And yet...

You felt her shift as you laid back on the desk. There way some movement and, when you opened your eyes...

"I told you I plan to milk you dry. For your final task, I'm going fuck this delicious cock and do my best to make you cum as much as I can. If you can hold off for ten minutes, then you'll get a very nice surprise. But if you can't, well, there will be a punishment for each time you cum. But, sometimes, the punishments are more fun than that reward, aren't they?"