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I took hold of her two slender arms, and pinned them up over her head to the floor. I took absolute control of that gorgeous, supermodel body and I rocked it. Rocked her whole world. Looked across her, watched those thick tits jiggle and bounce, saw my raw, hard dick pound into her again and again as my heavy balls slapped her ass.
I didn’t show any mercy, I was going to have her leave my place walking funny and aching from the sweet time we’d spent together.
Her hands balled into fists then relaxed as her head rocked back, little gasps and pants filling the air.
“Yes!” she managed, her entire body rocking, her stomach tightening and her pussy squeezing me. She was desperate for more, even through her hazy mind. I’d pummelled that bit of rebellion right out of her.
She gulped in air as she struggled to wrap her legs around me once more, begging me in as she whimpered and moaned.
I easily kept her arms locked to the floor with just one hand, while the other went down over her body, felt her two thick tits, sank my fingers into their supple mounds and indulged in their soft, pliant feel. Then went onto tease my thumb around her clit, provoking that little nub as I continued to hammer into her cunt.
“You’re gonna cum for me, princess,” I growled out.
“Yes!” she shouted again, this time louder, with more passion, as her pelvis lifted towards me. She knew just what she liked, and she wriggled until I was hitting her just so, and then her body began to tense. She was wound so tight, so slick and wet against my cock, it was a miracle that she’d held off on cumming as long as she had.
But almost as soon as my rough finger touched her, her body began that slow coiling up, getting ready.
And then it instantly came crashing down on her, and she screeched so loud I thought my ears would pop, and her cunny squeezed so tight, I could barely piston back in.
The two of us had been fucking for so long, our bodies were coated in a thin sheen of perspiration, her tits and my hard pecs and abs all glistening. But I wasn’t tired, and I continued to pound into her, making her squirming, climaxing form rock beneath my hammering dick.
I kept up that intense pressure, working my way slowly up to a second climax. It was a slow build, but watching her squeal and scream underneath my thrusting tool was helping. Oh, it helped so much.
She knocked her head on my floor as she
bucked and writhed, and I could tell she was desperate for me to cum again but too weak to even beg. I’d fucked the model to the point of oblivion, and she was left with nothing more than a stupid grin on her face.
Finally, after pounding her little pussy raw, I worked myself up to my second climax. My balls tightened, and I could feel the fire of release travel up my thick shaft as it swelled within her. Until finally… finally…
I hilted into her once more, arched my back and let loose another thick flood of creamy, virile seed. I flooded that young model’s cunt with so much of my man milk it could no longer all fit in there with my dick, and I made a mess of her loins.
Finally, I stopped, my dark-haired chest heaving as I looked down at her, exhausted and weary.
And as I stilled, I could see that her smile had changed from that dopey, post-climatic smile to a more serious grin. She lifted her head from the floor, bringing her lips to mine and swiping her tongue along the seam of our mouths.
“Thanks, stud,” she purred, though there was still that exhaustion there. I’d gotten the better of her, she just didn’t want to admit it. But I could hear the unspoken promise. She’d be back for more.
The Fertile Pet Maid
Book Themes:
Dominance and Submission, Pet Play, Barely Legal, Virgin, and Breeding
Word Count:
9,102
If you told me I’d be working for the very man that put my father out of work, and my whole family into poverty, I’d have called you crazy. But it’s funny what a few years and the burden of debt can do to you. I already had to drop out of college to look after my ailing father, and I needed work to keep the lights on.
That was how I ended up working at his office. I mean, one of his offices. He was a big capitalist, owned more companies than I had digits to count ‘em on I’m sure! And I was just another ‘human resource’ in the data entry pool. That is… up until the day he came striding in, looked us all over and let his dark gaze rest upon me.
“You,” he said, hooking a finger at me, beckoning me into my manager’s office, which he commandeered on the spot for our impromptu meeting.
Oh, how I loathed the man… though his gorgeous, dark good looks made it so hard to keep my anger up as he stood there behind the desk in his black suit and maroon tie, a light neatly trimmed layer of beard hair that was oh so fashionable.
Though really, when was getting called into the boss’ office, being singled out, ever a good sign? I mentally went over everything I’d done that day, and I knew I was a good worker. Hell, it wasn’t that revenge didn’t come to mind once in a while, but I liked to think of myself as above that.
More respectable.
