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“This is what you have wanted, isn’t it Ms. Ryan?” he spoke softly at her ear. “Even though I’m not your handsome prince, I am the man you’ve been madly inflamed about for the last two weeks.” Already her lips were parted and she was panting softly under her breath. Her chest was heaving slightly, while all her mental attention was settled on the hand that slowly worked its way under her skirt until it rested against her bottom, just her panties between his palm and her skin. Suddenly, he flung the hem of her skirt up off her bottom and started to smack her ass, not once, but two, three, four times. “For all the little transgressions, there’s nothing like a good spanking to settle the score.” She felt light-headed and about to faint, as his hand continued with the firm slaps heating her skin to a feverish degree. When he stopped, the spanking apparently done, his index finger fished its way under the edge of her panty, then into the crack between her thighs, swimming downward toward her sex. He reached the sensitive bud of her clitoris and began to rub with a finesse that made her breathing deepen even further.
She quietly mouthed, “Oh, dear god,” when a savage spasm made her entire body shudder with pleasure. Before she could return to her senses, she felt Darcy’s hips move in against hers, then he thrust her over the edge of his desk, pushed away her panties, and pressed the head of his penis against her vaginal opening. The forward thrust tore open the barrier to her inner sanctum, one bright burst of pain producing a whimpering gasp.
The pain lasted only briefly; while the hard pulsing of the man’s organ produced an erotic burst of pleasure throughout her entire body. He moved inside her for maybe five minutes, banging her so hard that she had to grab the far side of the desk to steady herself. Then his body suddenly froze tightly against hers for a moment, while the organ in her erupted in strong ejaculations. Finally, he resumed the savage lunging until his cock was spent.
When he pulled out, Shelby collapsed against the desk, so bewildered and frightened that she couldn’t move.
“I think it’s fair to assume, Ms. Ryan, that you’ll be servicing me in this way, just as you serve my business interests. You can go clean up now.” He’d used her so intimately and still he spoke so coldly.
When she didn’t respond to the terse command, Mr. Darcy gently pulled her upright.
“You’ll be just fine,” he said. A trace of a smile on his lips left her with an odd and unexpected feeling of longing.
“Yes, sir,” she bowed her head, blushing with shame.
“Now, go on, you have work to do, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir.”
Her panties were wet and his juices dripping down her thighs, as she rushed from the room. She was almost frantic as she sought out the ladies room and cleaned herself.
Later, after she had recovered some, she was brave enough to knock on Mr. Darcy’s office door – something she never did unless she had been summoned. He probably did not expect her to knock now. Maybe he would be angry, she worried. But instead, he called out with a simple, “Come in.”
“Mr. Darcy, sir, I really need to talk to you.” A wildness of emotion seemed to overtake her in that fearful moment and she was about to cry.
“You do?” He looked strangely amused by her halting presence and the raw emotion that poured from her trembling form. For just a moment, his face softened and looked more welcoming than she’d ever seen it.
“Yes, sir. Please. If you don’t mind.”
“Then come here,” he motioned her to his side.
“Sir, I really can’t be…”
“Come here, Shelby.”
This was the first time he’d called her by her first name, and the sound of it seemed to ring through her body like a beautiful bell. She didn’t object this time.
Once at his side, he ordered her to sit up on his desk.
“Sir?”
“Yes, that’s what I said.” He’d rolled his chair back and pointed to the cleared space at the top of the desk.
This seemed like an awfully odd thing to do. But she was still so very scared of him, and being so completely under his control, she couldn’t object.
“This is awfully awkward,” she blushed, as she edged her bottom up on the edge of the shiny black surface.
“I know it is. I also know that you’re feeling ashamed of what we just did. I took advantage of you. I stripped you of your virginity. You were a virgin?”
“Yes, sir, I was.” There were more tears gathering in her eyes.
She sat on the desk with her hands grasping the sides, her knees locked together, her face staring down at his placid and amused expression.
“I knew that to have you, Shelby, I’d just have to take you. A man like me is not going to attract the eye of a lovely young girl like you. But my feverous passion will. I could feel it rouse your own passions from the moment you stepped into my office two weeks ago. You may not have realized it then, but you will as you get used to being with a man. This is unfamiliar territory for you, am I right?”
“Yes, sir. Very unfamiliar.”
“Which makes you particularly suitable for me. You will find me an insistent and demanding lover. But you’ll find me kind as well, as long as you yield to my demands. Don’t bother to fight what you feel. I know there will be a temptation to go home and try talking yourself out of the relationship. Don’t let that happen. Don’t give in to that kind of schoolgirl silliness.
