Roughly, he flipped her around 180 degrees so he was directly behind her, then leaned forward, pushing her down onto the desk. She bent at the waist, and he heard another muffled grunt as her chest hit the hard wood of the desk. With her hands pinioned behind her, she couldn't brace herself, and was forced to press he… Read more

Roughly, he flipped her around 180 degrees so he was directly behind her, then leaned forward, pushing her down onto the desk. She bent at the waist, and he heard another muffled grunt as her chest hit the hard wood of the desk. With her hands pinioned behind her, she couldn't brace herself, and was forced to press her cheek on the desk as he leaned down over her. With his erection pressing firmly against her buttocks, he gripped her shoulders and whispered, "remember - your staff thinks I'm your accountant. You'd better not make any noise." He gave a quick tug on the strap of the ball gag, eliciting a tiny whimper from her as the rubber ball was pressed harder into her mouth, already forced wide open from the gag. From his position behind her and leaning over her, he could see that her eyes were tightly closed. Her bound hands pressed into his stomach as he pushed his weight onto her. He could feel her rapid breathing beneath him and felt that surge of power and lust again. He could do to her whatever the fuck he wanted, and there was not a goddamn thing she could do about it. God, what a heady feeling this was. His cock was throbbing now. With his left hand, he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up. She whimpered again through the gag but could not resist the tug. Even though her hair was cut short, it was very thick and very easy to grab onto. He ran his right hand lightly across her exposed neck, rubbing up and down her throat, then actually closed his fingers around it for just a second, wanting her to feel an instant of terror that he might choke her. No matter how angry and frustrated he was, he would never do that, but it suited him for her to wonder about it before he released her throat. He pulled her up by her hair a little more, so he could reach her breasts. They were full, delicious mounds of flesh that he'd been wanting to devour for as long as he could remember, and now she couldn't stop him. His cock was growing harder by the second. Unbuttoning the single button at the top of her dress, he slid his hand beneath the fabric and grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing hard. The damn bra was in the way, so he yanked her breast up and out of the cup so he could feel the tender flesh in his hand. Oh, exquisite. She was trembling now, still breathing hard but unable to make any sounds louder than tiny whimpers through the gag. He found her other breast and pulled it free from the bra as well, pushing them together and trying to feel both her nipples in one hand. From his current angle, and due to her voluptuous curves, he could not quite manage it, but he was really enjoying this attempt to do so. He took his time with each breast, pinching and twisting her nipple repeatedly until she made an involuntary whimpering sound, then moving over to the other side to repeat the process. He loved the sound of her tiny, helpless whimpers. He loved knowing that HE was the one making me her feel this way. Letting go of her hair and breasts now, he put both his hands on her hips and squeezed her against him. God, the full curves of her ass were cushioning his throbbing cock, but he could still feel her hipbones under his fingers as he gripped her. He closed his eyes in anticipation as he rubbed his cock back and forth over her trapped ass. He loved the fact that she had to stay still and take it - just take whatever he decided to do - she couldn't stop him or even complain about it. Taking a small step back, but still pressing hard enough against her that she could not move away from him, he bent his legs slightly and slid both his hands up her legs, starting at her knees. The skirt of her dress came up over his wrists as he continued to slide them up all the way to her delicious ass. What was this? A flimsy strip of lace running up her ass, connected to more flimsy strips of lace around her hips. Ah. A thong. He smiled to himself again. No need even to cut these of her; the back strap could simply be pulled out of his way. But first... Flipping the skirt all the way up and over, covering her bound hands with it, he grabbed the sides of her thong panties, and wriggled them upwards, forcing the material against and into her pussy. She tried to buck at this, but movement was all but impossible in the position she was in. He played with the panties, pulling first to one side, then to the other, always pulling upwards at the same time, knowing the lace in the crotch was being rubbed back and forth across her clit as he did so. She moaned a tiny sound from behind the gag and tried to buck again. He leaned close to her ear, not letting go of her panties, and whispered, "you need to shut the fuck up. You don't want anyone hearing you, right? The quieter you are, the better for both of us. Understand?" She didn't respond. He jerked the panties up again, much harder this time, and she jumped as the fabric bit into her pussy. "Understand?" he repeated more sternly, and she nodded her head as well as she could in her restricted position. "There is no point in struggling," he told her. "As you can see, I am in charge now, and it is about to become very clear to you what that means." She squeezed her eyes shut tighter, unable to say anything. Forcing her legs apart with his own, he unzipped his pants and freed his aching cock. Oh, Jesus, this was going to be so fucking good. He rubbed the tip of his cock over her ass, teasing himself with the sensation. He wanted her so much he thought his head might explode if he didn't take her soon, but he still needed one more thing. Without releasing his hold on her, he bent sideways to his briefcase again, just able to reach it and drag it closer to him with one long finger. Then he felt inside for the small bottle of specialty "high-tingle" lubricant, the one he'd chosen especially for this visit to her office. Flipping the lid open, he squirted the contents liberally all over his cock, watching it drip on her lower back and ass, rubbing against her skin some more to make sure his entire cock was coated and slippery. He could feel her still trembling, and he was really getting off on this level of power he had over her. He pulled the lace thong out of her pussy and moved it to one side, leaving her wide open for him. Not able to resist any longer, he forced her legs wider apart with his knees, and after bending his legs to position his cock up under her pussy, he began to slide it inside her. The lubricant made this deliciously smooth, but she was so unbelievably tight it that he still had to move slowly. He didn't want to rip her open, just make sure she knew that he was in charge. With his cock buried in her pussy, he thought she might be starting to understand that, now. As he thrust into her a little harder, he heard another tiny moan from her but could tell it wasn't a sound of pain, this time. Holy shit - she was fucking getting off on this, too. That thought made him dizzy with lust, realizing that his desperate urges to fuck her were not one-sided after all. He pushed his rigid cock all the way inside her, pulling hard on her hips to bring the two of them tightly together. From her trapped position she couldn't move much, but he felt her desperate writhing motions beneath him, as she tried to take him in deeper. Christ, this was unreal. He was practically raping her, and she was trying to pull him inside her even more?

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