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“Beg for my cock,” he says.

“Please fuck me, Damon, with your cock.”

“You’re mine now,” he whispers into my ear from behind. “You’ve signed yourself over to me. You’ve signed your body away. You’re totally mine to do with what I please.”

“Please fuck me, Damon. Fuck me good. I deserve it.”

“Oh yes, you do.”

Something big and long enters me from behind. I gasp as Damon fills me up. I didn’t realize how freaking wet my pussy is until Damon slides himself in. I feel my body accommodating the man and his cock.

“You’re so tight, Ava.”

Oh, I very much like it when he compliments me.

I’m holding my breath as Damon fucks me from behind on his impressive office desk. I’m being used for the man’s sexual pleasure, and I secretlyloveit.

This is what I want.

I squirm against his tight grip. Damon doesn’t let go of my hands, no matter how much I wriggle. I like to feel myself tussle against his authoritative strength as he fucks me hard.

“You’re totally mine,” he snarls. He buries himself deep. “Totally and utterly mine.”

I nod again. “I’ve given myself to you. Fuck me like I’m your toy.”

Like how I’ve teased him with my words, the gangster teases me with his cock. He rides me slowly and rhythmically. He’s listening to my little gasps of delight and really elongates the waves of pleasure that I feel with each thrust. He’s a goddamn pro. Sometimes he’s so deep inside me it’s like I’m an extension of his manhood, and other times he teases the lips of my pussy.

It’s driving me wild.

It’s driving me to climax.

And, suddenly, I do.

I let out a cry as I orgasm. My legs shake against the desk as I continue to struggle to break my hands free from Damon’s grasp.

Being pinned down like this is such a joy...

And then Damon, too, is finishing. He unloads into me. I feel heat run down my leg as the man growls animalistically.

I pant hard as he finally lets go of my hands.

“You couldn’t resist me once you were in my lap, couldn’t you?” he asks, breathless.

“No, I really couldn’t,” I reply, equally as breathless.

“Good.”

I feel totally and utterly used like some kind of sex doll, and it somehow feelsgreat. It’s like Damon has truly demonstrated that he owns me in such a physical way. He wanted me, and he got me.

This is realization enough that I have literally signed myself over to him and his desires.

Holy crap, I truly am his now, aren’t I?

He really does own my ass.

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