"Bend over the desk and take off your pants," I said. She hesitated and starts to speak. "Shut up bitch, " I'll either fuck you, shot you or call the cops. You chose."
Her pretty face flushed red with anger but she pushed her pants to the floor and then her knickers. Turning she bent over the desk. "Put your hands behind your back," I commanded. As she did so I held them tight with my own." Now I am going to fuck you."
"Please," she whispered.
I seized her long blonde hair and pulled her head back. "Don't say a fucking word. You are my fuck puppet now. Got that bitch?" She nodded dumbly.
I took out my cock. God I was hard. I guided the head against her pussy lips and started to push my way in. She was tight and gasped as I forced my way inside her. I kept hold of her hair and I started to rhythmically push my penis into her. It felt so good to be in control and fucking her. She started to sob. "Sorry now, are you bitch? Wish you hadn't broken in?" She nodded. " Well I'm not. The night is young and you are going to do every dirty perverted twisted thing I can think of. Have you got that?" She nodded again. "Look at me as I fuck you."
She turned her head to look over her shoulder as I pushed steadily in and out of her now moist vagina. Tears were pouring down her face. God I loved this. " You can beg me now, to let you go, if you want. You have two minutes. I started pushing into her as hard as I could so that she gasped and held onto the table. I slid my hands around her and under her top grasping her breasts hard and squeezing. "Go on bitch. Beg!" I ordered as I pulled her harder onto my cock. |