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“Yeah, is this what you want, Scarlet?” he rasped in a low and sultry voice that just screamed sex. His hands dropped to her hips, fingers squeezing hard enough for her to feel the bite, both dragging her back and tilting her at just the right angle to take him. Not so much holding her as using her body to fuck her back onto his cock.
“Oh yes… oh yes… yes Sir!” she panted, her insides clenching, squeezing all around him, pleasure rippling out to her fingers and toes as she felt herself open to him, inch by sinfully thick, hard inch of him. Fuck, she’d never dreamed someone could fill her so completely. “Oh fuck… oh my God… yes… make me take it. I’ve been such a horrible boss, I need to be punished… mmm… punish that pussy with your big fucking dick!”
Richard was more than happy to oblige. “Don’t worry, you’re going to get everything you deserve.”
Fuck, what the hell was wrong with him? He didn’t dominate his lovers, didn’t degrade or overpower them. This wasn’t him. He’d never been like this with Alice, hadn’t been like it with Rebecca… but he liked it.
“Just look at you, you bad girl. Getting fucked across your desk with your hands tied behind your back. Your snug little cunt milking my cock. You’re just bloody loving this, aren’t you?”
It was time to teach his boss’s daughter a lesson.
She had been asking for this, well now it was time she learned to be careful what she wished for.
“Yes! Yes, I love it!” Scarlet moaned, writhing in his arms as his hips curled against her derriere. There was a momentary feeling of emptiness as he pulled back before his hands snapped her back to meet his hard thrust, making her feel every hard inch of his godly cock driving her up onto her tiptoes.
The feeling was so intense. She felt so stretched. So full.
It made her whole core pulse and tingle, and clench around him, but it was too late. He was already sliding out, almost all the way, then driving into her again, and again, until he was pounding into her greedy sex. “I’m a bad little whore… bad fucking whore… pound that pussy… it’s yours- oh- oh God, yes, yes!
The orgasm came out of nowhere, rushing over her, leaving her a limp, shaking mess. He fucked her through it, drawing out her pleasure and driving her down into the desk so that her heavy breasts and stiff aching peaks dragged across the wood through her silky blouse. His body bore down on her, pinning her there so all she could do was struggle against the silk binding her wrists in a desperate need to grab something. the desk, him, anything that might give her a little leverage.
She shouldn’t have liked it, but she did.
She never would have thought she could enjoy sex restrained, but this feeling of being under his control, powerless, at his mercy.
It was dark, primitive and so wild.
He knew just how to treat her.
He was splitting her open. Using her like a bitch in heat, and it was such a turn on.
She couldn’t bear it. She needed to grab something, anything…
“Yeah, that's it, cum for me, you bad girl, cum all over my cock… mmm… spread that ass for me, show me your pretty little hole,” Richard growled, drinking in the sight of Scarlet’s bound hands grabbing her smooth alabaster cheeks, those perfectly manicured nails biting into the soft skin, spreading them wide to show him the tight rosebud nestled within.
The vision sent a hot shiver of lust down his spine, and he couldn’t resist brushing it with his thumb, circling the sphincter, pushing in ever so slightly.
Scarlet could only gasp at the feeling against her pucker, the sensation causing her sex to clench around him. “Yes Sir… please, punish me, I need it… I… I…”
“As you wish.”
He growled and Scarlet could have screamed as he pulled out.
Then his arms were around her and she came up and away from the desk. Then, as if she were as light as a feather, he hoisted her to her feet and walked her around the desk to the window.
"Put your hands on the glass," Richard instructed, the tie coming undone with a quick tug.
"What?" she asked, looking out the window, down across the canal, and the bustling hive of activity that was Gloucester Docks, where the whole of the city seemed to be wandering amongst bright colourful stalls.
He couldn't be serious. All it would take was just one person looking up and-
"Do it," he urged, slapping her ass again, the crack as sharp as a bullwhip and the sting enough to overwhelm caution.
She did as he commanded, bending forward slightly and pressing both hands against the window, the glass misting with her breath. "Good, now stay right where you are."
“What!” she snapped, her heart pounding in her breast. "Are you mad? The market’s down there… someone might see, Sir."
"And I bet that gets you wet," he retorted, crouching down and nudging her thighs further apart so the musky scent of her sex fogged his thoughts. "Mmm… your cunt’s all pink and slick and begging me to keep fucking her."
