Page 55 of His Private Assistant

"I’ll give you what you need and much more!" A wave of excitement washed over me after hearing his threatening and promising words. Yet, to my shock, he released my wrists and abruptly pulled away from me. Before I could object to his actions, he turned me on my stomach, and I squealed in surprise. He grabbed my hips, pulling my ass up in the air. I wanted to support myself with my arms too, but he wouldn’t let me.

"Stay down!" he commanded, and I instantly obeyed, leaving him to do whatever he wanted with my insanely aroused body.

I heard him unbuckle his belt and curse something under his breath. Obviously, it didn’t go as smoothly as he expected. However, after maybe ten very long seconds, he roughly pulled down my damp panties and buried his fingers inside me without any warning. I winced at his sudden intrusion and moaned out loud when he pumped in and out of me. I earned a few hard spanks on my still-sore ass, and I groaned into the sofa from the unbearable pressure in my lower abdomen.

When he replaced his fingers with his erect, huge cock, I screamed, holding the couch for dear life while he thrusted into me like a mad man. The sounds of our groans and moans mixed with the slapping noise of his balls against my pussy filled the room. I felt like the lead role in some porn movie. My pussy was stretched to the limit, my ass was bright red from spanking, and I almost cried from the pleasure he was giving me.

I barely held myself together, and when he grabbed my elbows and pulled me up, I whined, unable to stop the primal noises which I was instinctively making.

The angle at which he was entering my body was perfect. I was ready for an epic explosion. My body desperately needed its release when suddenly, he stopped. He was still inside me, holding my arms and pressing me against his long, thick cock, when he growled into my ear.

"Is that what you want, you horny little slut?" His hoarse voice sent chills up my spine. I was actually scared he would leave me like this for the rest of the day. He was certainly crazy enough to do it.

"Yes, sir," I cried out, feeling his member twitching and throbbing inside me. I tried to calm myself down, thinking that he was also aroused and wanted to reach his peak, so he wouldn’t be such a beast to pull himself out and leave me.

For a moment, he released my arms and wrapped his huge palm around my throat, pressing me against his chest. He moved another one onto my hip, and he pushed his cock even deeper into me. I whimpered, trembling under his rough hands. He held all the power. I felt exposed and vulnerable, and at the same time, I knew he would never purposely hurt me. I was safe in his arms, even when he was acting like he’d lost all control and wanted to tear me apart with his cock.

"This is the first and the last time I let you provoke me to the point where you got what you wanted," he stated huskily, making me quiver. "Next time, I won’t fuck you for a month. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," I sobbed, and instantly, he started to pound into me again. I had my hands behind my back, even when he wasn’t holding them, touching his flat, hard abdomen while his thrusts quickened, and I couldn’t stand it anymore.

"I’m going to come!" I wailed, and he let go of my throat, grabbing both of my hips. "Please, sir, let me come!" I yelled, hanging my head low and breathing hard. I was a few pushes away from a mind-blowing orgasm. All the building tension, all the waiting for release was making its way out of my body

"Hold it," he groaned, and I whimpered. His command made my whole existence even more desperate. I tried to think of something else, but it was impossible when he maniacally pounded my sore pussy.

"Please!" I begged loudly, shaking violently; my body was absolutely out of my control. I knew I couldn’t obey his command. I wasn’t able to.

"Come!" I heard his strong voice in my ear, and I screamed in pleasure and relief. It took him another two hard thrusts to make me climb the stairs to heaven. My body succumbed to ecstasy. My pussy clenched around his member while he continued his work. All my muscles felt out of strength, and I would’ve fallen on the couch face-first if Mr Thorn didn’t hold me.

"Thank you, sir," I breathed, yet he looked like he didn’t care because he actually didn’t stop at all. He was pushing in and out of me while he rubbed my clit with his finger, and I climaxed again. Strong waves of pleasure felt like they’d almost rip my body apart. I didn’t have enough energy to even scream.

When I calmed down a little, and I hoped for him to finally release me, he took a fistful of my messy hair and pulled me up. I gasped at his roughness when he ordered,

"Get on your knees."

He manoeuvred me down from the couch, still holding my head, and I found myself staring at his huge cock which glistened with my pussy juices. I obediently opened my mouth, wanting to suck him, but it wasn’t what he wanted.

"Stay still," he ordered, and I looked into his stern face. I thought he was enjoying himself at least as much as I did, but he seemed like a machine. He fucked my mouth hard. My jaw hurt, and the back of my throat burned. Tears were streaming down my face, and I gagged on his dick, gasping for air when he took it out for a second.

The most intriguing development in all of this was that I definitely loved being used like this. He made me his fucktoy. He was using me for his pleasure, and I couldn’t help but enjoy every second of it. He was punishing my mouth for disrespecting him, and it hurt, yet at the same time, I wanted him to be rougher. I would have welcomed another spanking or maybe some light slaps on my face. Shit! How crazy was I?

I put my palms on his thighs, moving them back to his firm ass, and I moaned in delight. Everything about him was perfect, and I craved every inch of him.

His loud groans rang in my ears when he emptied himself into my mouth. I felt his hot, salty seed flooding down my throat, and I swallowed every drop of it. When he wanted to pull out of me, I grabbed his cock, licking it clean, giving its owner an innocent look.

"Will you provoke me again?" he asked when he caught his breath, putting his palm on my cheek, wiping it with his thumb.

I was still on my knees, looking into his clouded eyes, and a small smile appeared on my lips. I knew I couldn’t tell him the truth.

"I can’t answer, sir," I replied in a thin voice, batting my eyelashes. "I don’t want to be punished for lying."

He gave me an evil grin, and I bit my lower lip when he said the words that made my insides quiver with excitement. "That’s what I thought, princess."

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