The Intern....*Open/In need of a controlling boss*

Jessalah:

I cry out as your tongue first licks my ass and then dives deep into my soaked cunt. I've never experienced something that felt so good before. My legs stiffen and my toes curl as I fall backward onto the desk, my thighs dropping wide, my knees still bent. I pant and moan as you eat my pussy, my fingers clenching in the papers spread on your desk.

"Ooooh god Master, oh my oh my, never, I never....ooohhh!" I'm sobbing and laughing and screaming all at once, unable to believe that this could feel as good as it does. "Oh don't stop, don't stop, dont stop stop don't!"
 
Sean Swoopinghawk, Mr. S :

My mouth lifts just long enough to ask, "What are you?
"Who Owns you, all of you?
"Who can do anything at all to you?
"Who do you always obey in all ways?" before returning to toungue fucking your tight virgin cunt.

One at a time my fingers pinch your nipples hard enough to be able to stretch each one in turn. Once stretched each is used to shake your tit to it jiggles like it's full of Jell-o then it's pressed hard against your chest and rolled as it's kneaned and the other one is stretched and shaken. Back and forth, side to side I play with them both doing that and more to them.

Using your new found passion and lust to drive home my questions and your answers. Dive them deep into your mind.
 
Jessalah:

"Oh, Mr. S, you own me. I'm yours, I'm yours to do with as you wish! I listen to you and you alone, oooh god, Master, ohh shit....I'm yours forever and ever, just don't stop!" I cry out, my hunger to come overtaking my sense of pride.

Your tugging on my nipples hurts, but at the same time only fuels the burning in my pussy, where your tongue is licking and sucking me dry.
 
Mr. S:

My tougue stabs into your cunt repeatedly. I suck hard and noisely at your juices to the sound will add fuel to your lust just knowing I'm drinking the slick juices flowing out of you.

My head lifts again, "When you can't stand being empty another second Jessslave beg me for my cock." and my lips touch the tip of your clit. They push down it's hood so it's fully exposed and I suck... hard as my tongue's tip slides up and down it, across it's tip and flicks it against my teeth.
 
Jessalah

I hear you between my thighs and the sounds make me even hotter. I groan and squirm and wiggle and moan under the onslaught of your very talented tongue. I can barely stand the feeling anymore and I wonder if there could possibly be more. I bite my lip and then gather my courage.

"Please, Master, show me more. Show me what your cock can do! Ohh god, oh yes, that feels....oooh....Please Mr. S. Please show Jesslut what your cock feels like inside me, please!"

I feel your tongue continue to lap at me and when I think I can't take another second.....
 
Mr. S :

"Not yet," I say after lifting my head momentarily to look into your eyes, seeing the fires of lust burning hot and deeply in them. "You're not quite ready yet slut slave. When you're crying in need, when you've pulled your shaved lips wide apart, when your begging and pleading then maybe you can feel my cock as it claims and takes your virginity and stretches and fills your slave's cunt."
"Tell me again Jess.
"Tell me what you are, all you are and will be.
"Tell me who Owns you mind and body.
"Tell me what you're feeling and thinking or I'll stop." and again my lips find your clit to torment as my hands are your tits and nipples.
 
Jessalah

"Ohhh, Master, don't stop, please....I'm yours, I'm your little Jesslut, yours to do with as you wish, oh mmmm damn that's soooo soo goood, oh yes, I'm Jesslut, your Jesslut, yours and only yours. Please, please, Mr. S, take me, make me yours completely, show me what....oooohhhh yeah, show me what that cock can do to my virgin pussy, your virgin pussy..." I moan, my fingers sliding down alongside your mouth and spreading my lips apart. "please don't make me wait, fill me, fuck me with my Master's cock, fuck your little Jessslut's tight virgin pussy show me, oooh show me Master!"

I start sobbing with frustration as I moan and whimper for you to take me, but you pay me no heed.
 
Mr. S :

"Want it slut. Need it slave. Crave it my little whore. BEG for it. PLEAD for it.
"Tell me what you can't live without and where you want it my little fucktoy slave." and back to your clit again. Slowing each time you're about to climax, holding you teetering on the brink of your very first male given orgasm. An orgasm that threatens and probably will rip you apart and change you forever.
 
Jessalah

Why is he doing this to me, I think to myself. I'm sobbing and crying, completely at his will, yet he wants more. I don't know what to think, what to say, and my body is betraying me over and over again.

"Please, Master, just fuck me, fuck my tight pussy with your cock, please, I'm begging oooh god, I"m begging, just fuck me hard, fuck me fuck me fuck me! I need it so bad, I can't stand it, oh good that feels so fuck me fuck me fuck me!" I begin screaming it out, thrashing on the desk, my tiny feet still encased in high heels landing sharp kicks on your back, my hips thrusting up at your face, my pussy so wet that the blotter on your desk is stained with my juices.
 
My hands leave your tits at the first kick. They slide down your legs and push out and out until your flailing feet can't touch me and I stand up.

My hands move down to your ankles and spread you wide open as the precum wet head of my cock nestles against at the mouth of your cunt.

"Look at me slave. Look into my eyes Jess my personal slut and fucktoy."

When you do, "You're Mine. I Claim You as My Property SLAVE!" and my cock drives into your spasming cunt. Your sopping wet cunt is spread open as I slide inside you stretching the so damned tight walls that have never felt this before. In and in until I reach your maidenhead. Then back and forth just that much as, still looking into your eyes, until on the third stroke my hips thrust me past it and into the depths of your no longer virgin pussy.

As your eyes fly wide open at the combinded sting or pain you feel and the feeling of a cock fully impaleing you I yell, "MY SLAVE. MY CUNT. MINE NO ONE ELSE's. I NOW TRULY OWN YOU SLAVE."
 
Jessalah

I scream as you push past my barrier, but not in pain, as you probably assume. I finally feel the intensity of release, as my pussy walls clench around your thrusting cock. My head flails back and forth on the desk, my long hair whipping over my face, my mouth open in a silent scream as I begin cumming on your dick.

My stomach feels as if it's on fire as my pussy throbs and releases, my juices coating your wonderful cock. I flail frantically with one hand, seeking out my hardened clit with my long fingers, and when I find it, I squeeze it hard, making my orgasm peak again. I bite my lip and thrust upward with my hip, drawing you deeper inside, my virginity gone, and my sexual self awakened.
 
Mr. S :

Your hand is knocked away by mine as my thumb and forefinger close on the clit I sucked and licked.

As I move, as I fuck your cunt, your clit is sloooowly squeezed harder and twisted side to side.

In and out my cock goes to the deepest depths of your cunt to press and rub your cervix. Each time I pull back my knees dip so the head rubs your g-spot on the way out and on the way in again then I straighted to drive allllll the way into you again... and again and again and again. All the while chanting.

"Mine. Mine. My slave. Mine. Mine. My slave."
 
Jessalah

I keep moaning deep in my throat, sounds I didn't even know I could make. My pussy won't stop cumming and I reach up to tug on my hair, to do anything that might relieve some of the pressure that's been built inside of me. I can't stand the throbbing that seems to have taken over my whole body, yet I definitely don't want it to stop.

The pressure on my clitoris is only fueling the fire, and I bite down on my lip hard enough to draw blood when you start twisting it back and forth. I cry out at the pain and suddenly push upward off the desk, trying to free my tender clit from your rough hands.

"That hurts, Mr, S., oh god, please that hurts hurts...." I sob, jerking and pulling at your wrist trying to loosen your grip.
 
Mr. S :

My hand leaves your tit and press down between them until your flat on the desk and only your hips, your ass can move.

I wasn't twisting that hard but lessen it a bit while adding light tugging on it as my cock begins to move in and out of you faster, bit by bit faster and faster.

I ignore the blood, for now, and continue fucking my slave's cunt and arousing/tormenting your clit as I fuck and fuck and fuck you all the while constantly chanting and repeating what I've been chanting to drive it deeper and deeper into your subconscious and tie it to the overwhelmingly intense pleasure you're feeling ripping through your body and mind nonstop.
 
Jessalah

I moan and stop struggling against you when I feel the pressure on my sensitive clit lighten. Closing my eyes, I surrender to your voice and the feel of your cock pressing deep into me. I push up at you with my hips, matching you thrust for thrust, my pussy so wet that you slide in and out effortlessly. I've lost track of how many times I've come and as I feel another orgasm approaching, I begin to wail again, my body almost feeling as if it will be unable to take another mind shattering climax like the ones before.
 
Mr. S :

Each time I drive into the cunt I now own I chant, "My slave." "My slut." My cunt." over and over.

"Move your ass my slave. Fuck your Owner's cock like the hot little you are now are. My lil whore." and back to the chant, going from phrase to phrase.
 
Jessalah:

I hook my knees over your shoulders and use the leverage and my thighs to lift my ass up off the desk, fucking you back as you pound into me. I'm still sobbing the fire in my pussy seeming never to be quenched, no matter how hard I thrust back, or how much you make me come. You can see the muscles in my thighs and stomach flexing and releasing as I use them to push my pussy against your cock, over and over again. You can feel my cunt tightening and releasing and growing even wetter as I build up to another shattering orgasm.

"Yours, Master, this cunt, this pussy, all yours. Oohh, yours, yes yours, yours yours!" I chant back in response to your words, my body responding in ways I never knew or imagined possible.
 
Mr. S :

'Well she's watched at least one fuck film,' I think when legs go over my shoulders giving me the deepest penetration possible, virtually staight into her cunt.

Our crotches smack together splashing cunt juice onto our bellies and your thighs.

I can't hold back any more. The hand leaves your tit and nipple. I reach around your leg and push it too into your cunt and when it good and wet move it just enough to push it into your ass as my balls spew out stream after stream of hot, thick cum into your cunt and jack off your clit like a little cock.

"CUMMMMMMM slllllave!!! CUMMMMMM my whore !!! CUMMMM with me NOWWWW!"
 
Jessalah:

I feel your finger push into my ass and it pushes, no, it SHOVES me over the edge. My pussy tightens around your cock tighter than it has been before, tighter than you thought possible, as you start coming inside me. I scream out, "Oooh, my god, Mr. S, oh I, I, I never never knew....oohh yeah oh god I'm com, comm, cumming so, oh oh oh, yes....!!!"

I feel your cum pooling inside me and then leaking out of my tight hole, sliding down my ass and over the point where your finger is shoved tight inside my bottom. I begin crying as the last waves of pleasure roll over my sweaty, quivering body. Crying because I realize that I've become totally yours, and that no matter what you ask me to do, I will do it.
 
Mr. S :

My knees are quivering, but I'm not ready yet to take my cock out of it tight new home.

Your legs are move to my hips, I scoop you up and sit in my chair with your legs over the armrests still erect and still deep in your newly fucked cunt.

We gasp for breath as you lay forward against my chest, clit now trapped between two pubic bones and my cock.

"Myyyy slave Jess."
 
Jessalah

I sigh and rest my head on your chest, my heart pounding and the throbbing beginning to fade. My thighs are tight and aching from the way they're positioned and from the extreme workout I'd just put them through. Lifting my head, I run a hand through my drenched hair and look at you.

"Is this what you wanted Master?" I ask, a bit of my old rebellion returning. "To have me sore and stretched out and deflowered, all because of a stupid mistake?"
 
Mr. S :

"Yes slave this is just want I wanted. I wanted and now do own you.
"Deflowered, how quaint, but how was I to know you were a virgin before you told me.
"Stretched and sore, most definitely so. Sore, stretched and freshly fuck from the first time you came in that door slut."

A pause then I continue, "Since you choose not to enjoy the feelings following, the 'afterglow' to be a quaint as you were. Rather than bitching get your slutty ass on the floor. Kneel and suck and lick my cock absolutely clean of your cunt juice and our cum.
"Do it Now bitch or your ass gets either spanked or my belt until you do."
 
Jessalah

Sobbing, I somehow manage to lift my aching legs off the arms of the chair, and I wince when your still erect cock slips out of my sore pussy. I slide down from your lap and get on my knees between your legs. Grabbing your cock I suck it into my mouth, licking and sucking it for all I'm worth. Making this go as fast as possible is the only thing on my mind. I can taste myself and you all over your hardness, and I gag slightly as I bob down too hard and take part of you into my throat. I jerk my head off of you and wipe my mouth, then lick you again, sucking hard to remove all remnants of my come from your turgid erection.
 
Mr. S :

"Since you have a smart mouth keep using it slave. Balls, very carefully and my ass too slut," you hear as I sit watching you.
 
Jessalah

I stop licking your cock and rock back on my heels, staring up at you.

"No way! I can't and won't lick your ass! I can't do this, Mr. S." I say, finally breaking down and crying hard. "Just tell everyone, I don't care. I'll lose my job and do something else. I can't, can't d..d..do this!" I bury my face in my hands and sob, hoping you'll have pity on me and just let me go home.
 
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