Jessa

We finally stopped, he made me stand against a tree, and rub my tits and pussy against it (my jeans was off by then) while he made a video of me. Then he pushed his fingers into my mouth while he fucked my tits. An hour into humiliating me, he finally told me that I needed to learn to please his 58 year old cock like a proper slut.

He got me on my fours, mounted me, I told him I was his whore. He fucked my cunt so hard I started crying. I wanted him to stop but he said he was not done. He came in me so many times.

You’re at your desk when you get an email. You see the subject line “mine”. Curious you open it and find a cryptic message.

“Blouse and blue jeans. Not acceptable for a sub. Tomorrow it’s a dress. Reply that you understand”.

You have no idea who sent it. You don’t recognize the email. Everything in you wonders who could possibly know your thoughts, your fantasies, who knows what you want to try.

You go home that night wondering, thinking how crazy that was. You wake up and get dressed. You aren’t even thinking about it until you sit to eat your breakfast but you look and you have a dress on. Your heart races. “Did I do this on purpose?” You think you yourself. “Should I change? He can’t tell me what to wear”. You decide not to change and go into work as normal.

When you arrive at your desk there’s a box. Two words written on it. One simple question. “GOOD GIRL?”

You feel your chest rising. You feel a tingle all over your body. You sit down at your desk and debate whether or not to open it. You finally decide to peek inside. Your eyes widen as you see a remote vibrator sitting there. You quickly close the box before anyone sees.

You check your email and see a new one from the same address. The subject line says “Did you open the box?”. You open the email and the mysterious stranger has written “Prove to me you want this. At 10:00AM go to the restroom and slide the toy inside you. Turn it on. Return to your desk as normal. You can do this”

Can you really do this? Who is doing this? How does he know all of this? Your mind won’t stop. Everything in you should be saying stop but it’s not. You find yourself intoxicated by it, turned on, and you go to the bathroom at 10 and slide the toy in your pussy. You’re already soaked from the thought. You turn it on and head back to your desk. Even on the walk back you’re paranoid people will notice you walk funny. You also wonder who could be doing this, did you just pass them in the hall? Who knows.

Just as you sit back down you feel it, a low vibration inside you. Not strong, just enough to tell you he’s been waiting for you to sit. A gasp spills out of your mouth, your breath quickens, you sit up a little straighter and you just let go. Everything you’ve thought about, being someone’s toy, your pussy being used to please, your body being a canvas of pleasure at a Doms will, it seems to be starting right here at work.

The toy stops vibrating. All you had was the small low vibration and now it stops. You instinctively look around, not sure what you’re looking for, is someone watching you? You stand up, and just as you do it hits you. Full speed vibration. It takes your breath, you moan really loud and quickly catch yourself.

Just as you sit another email appears. “Don’t stand up again, you be a good little slut and just let it happen”.

The vibrations star pulsating, low to high in rapid succession. It almost feels like someone pounding a cock in and out of you rapidly. Your breath is short and fast, you can feel yourself blushing. Lip biting isn’t helping. Your hands grab your desk and hold on for a minute while your body tries to adjust to the huge vibrations.

As you’re sitting, trying to handle paperwork the vibration assault continues to work harder and softer in changing patterns. You hear a voice beside you and quickly look up. You wonder how long they’ve been there, did they notice you gripping the desk and moaning? The coworker reminds you there’s a staff meeting and it’s time to go. Now you’re really nervous. What do you do? You decide to walk to the staff room for the meeting. As you get up to walk the vibration locks on full power. Your knees go weak. You are smiling and you aren’t sure why. You manage to walk and find your seat at the table. You sit up straight and hope no one hears it. You’re a wet throbbing mess between your legs and you feel like you could cum at any given moment. It starts pulsating again. Slowly up and down. If feels so good you want to moan and scream out but you can’t.

The meeting starts and you aren’t listening at all. All you have are feelings building Inside you. Your pussy is aching, your muscles are twitching. You feel vibrations from your belly to your thighs. You also know you’re dripping wet, more excited than you’ve ever felt in your entire life and you can’t make a single sound. Your mind is going in a thousand directions when suddenly you hear your name. It’s a coworker from HR. He looks at you and grins. You wonder why he’s smiling.

He says “I’ll repeat the question because you seem to be lost over there in your own world. Are you going to come? If you’re going to come you need to tell me”

His smile, his eyes, you immediately know that whatever he’s asking has double meaning. You ask “I’m sorry, what am I coming to??”

He nods and says “The new payroll system is coming in and I need you in my office for training every afternoon, can you do that for me? Can you come?”

You smile and say “Yes Sir I’m coming”

You let it go. Your body tightens, your pussy goes crazy and your thighs feel like they are shaking off of your body. You quietly cum sitting in your chair. You’ve Never cum this strongly and somehow you manage not to make a sound. You know your face is red but at this point you don’t care. You sit like a good girl and you just feel wave after wave hit you.

“No,” I panted out. “Take it out, it hurts!”

The head of his cock pressed further into my ass, making me scream.

“That’s not an option here. I said take another hit.”

I groaned as he held the dap pen to my lips. He shoved it in my mouth so I obediently wrapped my lips around it and breathed in. His other hand held my head in place, not letting me pull away.

“Keep fucking going,” he encouraged.

I struggled to keep breathing in until he finally pulled it away. Then he put his hand over my nose and mouth. My scream was muffled for a few seconds, but then he let go. I coughed out the smoke, gasping for air. Daddy was rubbing my ass cheeks as he watched me.

“Doesn’t that make it better?” He pressed further into my ass.

I groaned. My head was spinning, but his cock felt like it was splitting my ass open. One of his hands pressed my head into the mattress.

“Da-dad-daddy p-please,” I panted out. Tears filled my eyes as he continued to stretch my hole.

“You know I won’t stop, baby,” Daddy moaned and stopped pushing. “I’m only halfway in. You’re asshole is so fucking tight.”

I was gasping for air as he let me get accommodated to him. My hair stuck to my forehead and neck, and my hands were restrained behind my back. The tears slowly started to fall. I gasped when he pulled his cock out until only the head was inside me.

“Shh,” he cooed, pushing back in. “All you have to do is take it.”

“Noo,” I started to cry. “Sto-op.”

“But you’re taking it so well.” Daddy pushed in deeper, ignoring my sobs. “And I love how you’re crying for me.”

He gathered my hair in one fist and brushed it away from my face. His other hand reached up to wipe away a few tears. I squeezed my eyes shut and cried out when I felt his hips finally settling against me. His cock was fully imbedded in my ass.

“Good girl. Take a few deep breaths and relax. I haven’t even gotten to the worst part.” Daddy leaned down over me and began sucking a hickey onto the back of my neck.

I tried to catch my breath as I focused on how good his mouth felt on me. Then he surged his hips forward, forcing his cock further inside me. I let out a soft moan, feeling my pussy throb. Daddy bit down hard on my neck before pulling himself up.

“Relax, love,” he said, grabbing a hold of my hips. “Or don’t. I’m gonna hurt you either way.”

I gasped as he pulled himself out, but then he slammed back into me. His nails dug into my hips, making sure I stayed in place. I screamed as more tears fell from my eyes. He had set such a brutal pace and I wasn’t sure how my asshole could handle it.

“You love taking it up the ass, don’t you?” Daddy asked.

“No!” I cried. “Please stop. It hurts so much!”

“That’s the idea, stupid.” He slapped my ass hard, making me scream again. “Neither one of us can cum unless you’re in pain. You’re just a broken little whore, and you need me to put you back together. Isn’t that right?”

I whimpered, but didn’t answer him. All that came out were a few sobs. Then he grabbed my hair with one hand and my throat with the other.

“I bet your pussy is leaking all over the blankets,” Daddy teased as he choked me. “But I love feeling the way your asshole squeezes my cock.” I heard him chuckle. “You wanna know how tight this little hole is, baby?”

I gasped as his grip on my throat tightened. His other hand abandoned my hair to wrap around my throat as well. He shook my head in his hands a little and I started struggling to breathe.

“This is almost how tight you’re squeezing my cock right now.” Daddy’s pace never faulted for a second. “I wonder how tight it gets when you can’t breathe.”

His hands tightened around my throat until I couldn’t breathe. He pounded into me brutally, slamming my head down with each thrust. There wasn’t any sign that he was going to stop. I was becoming lightheaded and my eyes were closing when he finally let go and stopped pounding me. I coughed, gasping for air and crying.

“Please,” I whined out, but I couldn’t catch my breath to say more. My pussy was dripping so much I could feel it on my thighs.

I yelped when I felt something sharp and cold running up my spine. Daddy chuckled as he traced the blade over the hickey he made.

“Shh, shh,” he hushed me. “You don’t have a reason to scream yet, but you will.” He chuckled as he leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Remember when I said I hadn’t gotten to the worst part?”

I panted for air, but was also throbbing in anticipation. “Y-yes, I remember.”

“Good girl.” He sucked on my ear for a few seconds. I moaned, pushing my hips back against him. “How many years have we been together?”

“Two,” I responded quietly, confused now.

“That’s right.”

Daddy grabbed my right elbow and held it up, exposing more of my ribs to him. He began to thrust in slowly again as he held the blade at the top of my ribs.

“Daddy, what are you-“

“Shut up,” he demanded, thrusting brutally into me until he was buried in my ass again. I cried out and the tip of his knife dug into my skin. “Hold fucking still. This is only for the first one.”

I whimpered and did my best to control my sobs as he dragged the blade down my ribs. When he was done he let go of my elbow and grabbed the other one.

“Daddy,” I cried. “It h-h-hurts!”

Daddy groaned as he continued to thrust into me. He took a few moments to be rough with me before he pressed the knife to the other side of my ribs. My eyes were shut tight. I felt the blade dragging down my side, making me whimper in pain. Then there was the sound of him setting the knife down.

“Almost done,” he groaned, setting his ferocious pace again. “Scream for me, bitch.”

His nails dug into the new cuts on my ribs. I screamed and sobbed, unable to do anything to get away. He then rubbed his hands up and down my sides, wiping up my blood. The fresh cuts stung.

“My little pain slut,” Daddy moaned. He was almost primal in the way he bit at my shoulders and clawed my sides. “My broken girl. You’re my broken girl, aren’t you?”

I could feel my asshole tighten around his cock. It felt so good the further in he pushed. Tears were still falling but I wasn’t sure if I was crying out of pain or pleasure anymore. A harsh slap against my ass brought my attention back to Daddy.

“Fucking say it, bitch!”

I whined as my pussy tensed up, aching to be pounded into as savagely as my ass was. “I-I’m your bro-broken girl, Daddy. I’m.. I’m sorry.”

“Yes, yes you are!” Daddy roared. He raked his nails down my side as he thrust into me one last time. “Take my cum in your ass, slut. You dirty fucking bitch.”

He grabbed my hair and slammed my head into the mattress as he thrust into me a few more times. My eyes rolled as he pressed firmly against my ass, wiggling his hips go make sure his cum was deep inside me. I whined when he slowly pulled out of me.

“Stay right there,” he ordered, grabbing something out of the side table. Then he was back behind me and pressing something hard into my ass. “You better keep my cum in your ass until I tell you to take it out. Do you understand me?”

I cried out as I felt him shove a butt plug in me. “Ah! I understand! I understand. Ohh, god. Daddy it’s too big.”

“It’s not too big if it slid inside you so well.” Daddy pressed on the butt plug, causing me to groan. “I love seeing you in so much pain.”

He pulled me into a standing position by tugging on my bound hands. My legs felt week, and all I could think about was how full my ass felt. Then he gathered my hair in a fist and pushed me down to my knees.

“Clean my cock you filthy bitch.”

Suddenly his cock was thrusting into my mouth brutally. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat. It was all I could do to cover my teeth with how rough he was being. Drool began to drip down my chin. He took a step forward to force his cock further down my throat. I relaxed my throat and suddenly his cock was going down the back of my throat.

“Ohh, god yes,” Daddy moaned, using both hands to hold my head securely in place. “Take it all the way.”

He forced himself as far as he could down my throat. His cock was stretching my lips when I reached the base. I could feel my throat contracting around him as I struggled to breathe. Then he pulled me off, holding my head up by my hair as I coughed and caught my breath. Drool was all over my cheeks and chin.

“You okay, baby girl?” Daddy asked as he helped me stand up.

I nodded weakly, leaning into him for support. He quickly untied the rope holding my hands together and wrapped my arms around his neck. His fingers traced around the cuts on my ribs. One hand brought the dab pen back up to my lips. I inhaled deep, and he once again held his hand over my nose and mouth so I couldn’t breathe out yet.

“Good girl,” he whispered, kissing my forehead.

I could feel my face turning red before he finally let me go. A coughing fit followed. I buried my face in my arms as Daddy rubbed my back.

“How about you sit on my lap and cockwarm me while we take care of your new cuts?”

I nodded before he led me out of the bedroom and into the dining room. Daddy had already set out bandaids and anti biotic cream for me. He sat down at the head of the table where everything was and pulled me onto his lap so I was facing him. I couldn’t help but let out a whimper as I felt him sliding inside my aching pussy. The plug in my ass shifted around some, making me tense up.

“Ohh, fuck,” Daddy moaned into my neck. Then he kissed me on the mouth, parting my lips with his tongue. “Who do these holes belong to?”

“You, Daddy,” I moaned as he thrusted up into me.

During meetings they all talk over you, and when you finally get a chance to speak, they’re all staring at your tits straining against your tight top. When you finish, they ask if you’re wearing a push-up bra today.

In the break room, every one intentionally passes by you too closely so they can rub their hard crotches against the back of your short business skirt.

Everyone knows you’re an easy lay. You don’t want to be the office whre, but you liked the attention at first and slept with one guy, then two. Now they all expect it of you and you’re pretty sure you’ll be fired the first time you say no since no one thinks you can actually contribute to the work the office does. So every day at lunch you’re in the backseat of someone’s car riding a married man’s cck, and right after work you’re on your knees on the hard cement in a dark corner of the parking deck, quickly bringing off your boss in your mouth.

I want to be casually groped by my owner whenever and wherever they want. I want my owner to allow strangers to grope me as they please, further proving me to be only a set of holes and a pair of tits.

Caught me making myself coffee before work? Cum into my mug instead of using milk.