Page 4 of Cruel Surrender


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Her nerves endings were on fire, desperate for the taste of his lips. She wanted him. She had to have him. She…

Remove your skirt.

The command was not to be questioned. Destiny rose to her feet. She walked around the side, fingertips dragging across various files and papers. Obedience wasn’t her strong suit, but today she was at peace. “Yes, Sir.” When she was in front of her desk, she reached behind her, unfastening the single button. As she unzipped and pushed the tight material down her hips, the sound seemed exaggerated. The back of her neck remained damp, skin prickling with goose bumps. His scent was full of testosterone. Wiggling out of the pencil-thin skirt, she kicked it away. She should feel embarrassment, but she didn’t. She breathed in his scent and had never felt more alive.

Good girl. Let me see your sweet pussy. Take off your thong.

She did as was required.

Toss them to me.

Destiny nodded once and balled the panties, throwing them in his direction.

He caught them with one hand, bringing the slip of lace to his face. Inhaling, a guttural sound slipped past his lips. After shoving them into his pocket, he opened his legs and leaned forward. Sit on the desk. Open your legs wide for me.

Excitement soared. She stole a quick look toward the office door before sitting on the edge of her desk, spreading her legs and easing back onto the top of the cool wood. When she placed her elbows on the surface, various objects were pitched to the floor.

Wider.

She inched her butt to the edge of her desk, lifting and opening her legs.

Beautiful pink pussy lips. You’re required to remain completely shaved. Do you understand me?

“Yes, Sir.” She could swear he’d inched closer, but he remained stoic, completely shadowed by the diffused light.

Tell me, sweet slut. Do you enjoy having a man suck on your clit?

“Oh, yes, Sir.” Her mouth was dry.

Do you want your ass opened wide, a fist buried deep inside?

Destiny swallowed hard and hesitated until he exhaled, a sign of his displeasure. “Yes, Sir.”

Tell me you’d like my fist in your ass, my whore.

“I… I want nothing more than to have your fist in my ass, Sir.”

Excellent. You’ll have everything you’ve craved your entire life. Now, play with yourself. Show me how much you desire my touch.

His words were chilling yet she was wet with desire. Closing her eyes, she swirled the tip of her index finger around her clit, shocked as a series of tingles skittered down her spine. She threw her left hand back onto the desk, arching her back. Sweat beaded above her lip.

Continue, he whispered, his voice reverberating throughout the room.

She bit back a moan as she flicked her finger back and forth. Her body undulated forward as she toyed with her cunt, enjoying the sensation. After several seconds she knew she was going to come.

Hold it for me.

Destiny’s eyes popped open, her breath sounds strangled. She shook her head as she tried to stay the orgasm. While he was shadowed, the dim lighting only accentuating the lower half of his face, she was mesmerized by his good looks. Concentrating, she shoved three fingers inside her pussy, flexing them open as she thrust in and out. Her pussy muscles clamped over the invasion, and for a few seconds, she was unable to concentrate.

Very nice. You have control. You’re going to learn more. Now shove your wet fingers inside your sweet asshole.

His words echoed in the room.

Panting, she did as she was told. A slice of pain rushed into her belly. She jerked up from the desk, beads of perspiration slithering down both sides of her face.

That’s it. You’re going to be my little ass queen. This time his laughter floated toward the ceiling.

“Doctor Blade?”

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