Sir takes her back to his suite and shows her, her new place
Chapter 17 - His Fucktoy
She followed him out of the board room. Following him out of the office space. He did not say a word. Did not check to see if she was following. He just walked.
Each step she was figuring out that she fucked up. She fucked up big time. How could she let this happen? “Sir,” she called out to him. He just kept walking. “Sir, please stop. I’m sorry.”
He stopped in mid-stride. Just stood there with his back to her. She wanted to go to him, but something told her to stay in her place a few feet behind him. He turned slowly to the right and then with three big strides he was face to face with her.
He looked down into her eyes. His teeth clenched. Just stared at her. He was really to say something but turned and started walking again. She knew how much trouble she was in just by his look. It was like his gaze pieced her soul. She quickly picked up her pace to stay with her fast-moving master.
They turned the corner, and she knew where they were. He opened the doors to his room. Walked inside without even checking to see if she was behind him. He knew from the click of heels she was hurrying to stay with him. He walked across his room to the bar and poured himself a large glass of bourbon. He swallowed it down in one swig. Letting the burn go down his throat.
As he was pouring his second glass she walked in. She slowly closed the door behind her. She then started walking to him. It was not a simple walk from place A to place B, but it was a sexy seductive walk. He was now paying attention to her body moving. It was mesmerizing.
She stopped in front of him. He was about to say something, but she put her finger to his lips. “Sir, I’m so sorry for putting you through this. I just could not help myself. I’m turning into a little whore. Let me make it up to you.” She finished and started to drop to her knees. Her finger trailing down his chest.
Her knees hit the floor and her hands went to his belt. She had it quickly undone as he took another sip of his drink. His pants opened and she quickly fished out his dick. Her lips went to it. Sucking the mushroom head, she so liked. Her hands wrapped around the back of his legs.
She moved from the sucking of his cock head to licking his shaft up and down. Their eyes make contact. He can see the lust in her eyes. At that moment he knew what he needed to do.
He finished his last sip of bourdon. The glass clicked on the tabletop. Then his hands flashed behind her head and forced her mouth to take his fat cock deep down her throat. He pulled her head back and forth. Her hands went from resting on the back of his legs to trying to push him back.
Back and forth her mouth slid around his huge member. Each time going down gagging her. Her tears started rolling from her eyes. She tried to breathe, but he was pounding her mouth so quickly. Then he stopped, but he stopped with his cock choking her. After a few seconds she started panicking. Her hands hit his legs. She tried to fight away, but he was larger and much stronger. Finally, when she was just about to give up, he pulled his cock out. She tried taking deep breaths of air. One and then a second.
That was all she got before his hands wrapped around her neck and he dragged her up to her feet. He turned her and pulled her arm up behind her back. His free arm wrapped around her neck from behind. He pushed her face first into the wall. She yelled in pain, but at this moment all his gentleness was gone. He was going to teach her who he really is.
He started ripping off her clothes. Her top is peeled off. He pushes her into the wall. Her tits pressed hard against the wood paneling. Her skirt is the next to fall. His fingers then reached inside her legs finding her wet pussy.
His breathing is hard. The anger boiling up in him. His first two fingers sliding into her needy pussy. She let out a low sexy moan. Still thinking this is a game.
“You are nothing more than a sexy whore,” he whispers into her ear. Her head turned to him, shocked at the words. “Know you are. Don’t try to play shy anymore. You know you're a whore. Just look at how wet you are.” His arm wraps back around her neck, choking her. Her body bends back as he fingers her with one hand and choke her with the other. “Where were you wet when you got caught or made to give the board members oral or found out you were going to get punished?
She tried to answer but his fingers inserted into her open mouth and only a mumble came out. “So, your punishment is three hours each with the seven board members. You are going to be broken after you are done. Nothing more then a fuck toy we will leave hanging on the wall for all the servants to use. But I bet you would like that.”
He slid his fingers from her now sloppy pussy. He kicked her legs open wide and his hard cock took the place. His now free arm weaved between her elbows and back. This arm pulled back but his other hand wrapped around her throat, choking her as he started pounding her. A pounding it was. He did not start out slow. He is fast and hard. Her mind raced and her body tried to catch up.
He fucked her hard into the wall. Her tits banging into it with each thrust. He turned her from the wall still in mid fucking. His arms locked in place. Making her take small steps. At the desk he bent her over it. Pulling up her right leg, so he could get deeper in her wet cunt. He was pushing her head down into the hard wood of the desk. “Is this what you like you fucking whore? To be used? Your pussy pounded?” When there was no answer other than her moans he continued, "It is just to be a cheap whore.”
He then pulled his cock from her and flipped her body over. Opening her legs, he pushed his fat manhood back into her. She let out a whimper at how hard he put it in. His hips pushed hard into her. He wrapped his left hand back around her throat. His right hand slapped her big boobs swaying back and forth with each thrust.
She was gasping for air now. His hand was tightening around her neck. She was about to black out. All she could feel was the pounding in her pussy. Everything else was disappearing. Then the hand was gone. Sweet air came back to her. She was now half on her back and half on her side. He moved next to her, but that did not stop him and his cock. She felt tinkles running down her body. The same ones she gets after each orgasm. Her mind raced. Did she just cum when he was choking her?
She was not ready for what happened next. His lips came down and planned a soft kiss on her lips. What is happening is he was so mad at her just a few moments ago now he is kissing her softly. Her mind could not catch up to the anger fucking or sweet kissing.
It was gone in a flash. The kissing over he fucked her harder. Her back was moved inch by inch with each thrust. Her skin getting caught with each move. She tried to move her back but he was on her not giving her a second. He thrusted again and her head was over the edge of the desk. Hanging there in midair. It was all she could do to keep it up, but his pounding was making it hard. Just when she was ready to give up he stopped.
He stopped ravishing her pussy and climbed off the desk. Her body moved and wiggled now that it was free. Her legs coming together and then flopping back and forth. Her hands roamed over her body. Her eyes closed and she made sweet humming sounds as her head rotated back and forth. Her mind was still there but she could not tell how much more her pussy could take.
He climbed off the desk and made his way around the large wooden desk. He could tell she was close to breaking and for his part he would push her over the edge. He walked to the nearby cupboard and grabbed a small towel. He then made his way back to her. Standing over her head. He took her head in his hands and bent over kissing her lips softly.
This sweet gesture made her come back. Her eyes focused on him again. He smiled at her l, but the smile was a bit off. The next moment the towel was wrapped around her neck and he was tightening it. Turning the two sides together behind her head. Her eyes opened wide as she realized she was being choked again. Sir just not coming.
She was gasping. Her mouth opened wide. At this moment he pushed his cock deep down her throat. She has deep throated men before but this time was different. He was rough. This dick harder and thicker than she ever thought and he never pulled it out. Just back and forth deep in her mouth. Watching the bulge in her throat and then pulling it back again.
With the towel around her neck and his dick so deep in her mouth she was blacking out from lack of oxygen. He twisted her body so he could finger her pretty pussy as he used her mouth. His rough finger slowly rubbed her clit. She was moaning through his cock. Enjoying the stimulation of her used and sore pussy.
Her eyes are unable to focus. They started to flutter. He lost the towel, putting it off to the side. He then pulled his cock from her mouth. The air flowing back in. She gasped over and over and once her breathing was almost normal he pushed his cock deep again. Grabbing the side of her face he started ramming in deep down. Over and over the bulge in her neck from his cock. Sometimes this went on for minutes, other times he left it deep making her gag again. When he was finally done her throat was raw, tears following down her eyes. Her makeup was running all over her face.
Then he was done with her mouth. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her off the desk. She tried to get her feet under her, but he pulled her this way and that. Plus her body is still Trying to regain some sort of normal.
He pushed her back faster and faster. Her feet stumbling under her. She crashed back first into the large mirror by the bathroom. The mirror broke under the impact of her body but did not fracture. His hand moved from her hair to around her neck. Looking down on her he said, "is this what you want? To be treated as nothing more than a common fucking whore. You could have been so much more, but you have no control. I see your body is about to break. There is nothing wrong with it. I have broken many before you and will break many after you. I take no pleasure in it. The others will use your body too. Some will use your mind, that could be worse for you. Just know at the end you will be a mess never to be the same again or someone so strong you can handle anything. Which will you be?”
With that last word he turned her. Her hands are going to the broken glass. He pulled her hips back and pushed his manhood back into her wet pussy. She tried to brace herself with her hands, but he was too powerful. Ramming her face first into the broken glass. The glass cracked more but held in the frame.
He pulled her head back to him. His hands wrapped around her face. She tried to yell that she was going to cum but his hands covered her mouth. She came hard on his cock. Her body was shaking so if he was not holding her she would have collapsed. He pulled his cock out and picked her up, taking her a few steps into the bathroom. He bent her over the sink and started slapping her ass as she still felt the waves of her orgasm.
As the ass redden, she started to cycle down from her orgasm. Then he pushed back into her. “It’s so deep,” she yelled, her voice sounding strange. “Oh, god it is so deep Sir.”
He grabbed her roughly around her head again. Turning it back to him. “Don’t call me that whore.” His hand is going to cover her mouth again. His fingers pushed down into her mouth. She tried to yell something again but the words were trapped by his thick, rough fingers.
Choked, fucked, used - her whole body was on fire, tired, sore, but she was needing this. Her mind thought. Then she panicked at the abuse she took. Her mind was thick in pleasure. Her eyes which once was forced to seeing him fuck her hard in the bathroom mirror has been unable to concentrate now for quite a while. She has cum over and over but he just keeps fucking.
Her body just laying on the floor not being able to move as his cock takes her over and over. Her body was broken, and she knew her mind was close to breaking too. He pushed deep and let out a primal growl. His thrusting stopped and she could tell that he was cumming. His cock throbbed inside her. She could feel his seed filling her pussy. He finished pulling his still hard cock out. Her legs start to drop, but he keeps them open.
His hand rubs her used pussy. Their juices mixing and attaching to his fingers and palm. After the hard pounding her pussy did enjoy the soft rubbing of his hand. Just as she was ready to cum again he pulled it away. “Our time is done now. A servant will be in shortly to collect you. You will have fifteen minutes to rest, eat and drink something before the next board member uses you.” With those last words he rubbed the wet hand on her face. Covering it in her sweet pussy juices and his thick white seed. She could hear him walk out the door.
In came Sam. Helping her off the floor on shaky legs. “Just look at you,” she commented. “What a mess you are.” She took her under one arm and took her to the main room. She gave her a robe to wear and feed her. At the end of the fifteen minutes, she walked her used and messy body to the next room.