Yes, Mr. Morris
I set an appointment with you in your office. And we chatted. Decided we'd go out to lunch. Came back from lunch and you wouldn't let me leave. You had your assistant hold all your calls. Kept saying naughty things to me. Made me want you. But we had always said we wouldn't do anything in your office. I kept telling you how bad I wanted you. So you undid your tie and gagged me. Pushed me over your desk, lifted my dress and slapped my ass.... HARD! You went to lock the door and unbuttoned your pants... "what's about to happen is all your fault Yvonne.... We could be in a lot of trouble but I need you NOW!" So you undid your pants and tied my hands up with your belt. Bent me over the table and put my face flat on the desk. "Yvonne if you cumm before you are allowed to I WILL spank you. Nod your head if you understand." I nodded and you were instantly inside me. Holding onto my tied up hands. Grinding at first. No stokes. Just opening me. Reminding me of that curve. Then the quiet assault started. Pounding slowly. Your thighs slamming into mine. My moans of pain and pleasure loud but muffled. "You're such a good little girl Yvonne. Responsive and gorgeous. And all mine." I started to whine and you felt me tighten, fighting my orgasm. Clenching against you. Trying to break free. But you learned further into me. I wanted to please you. Hear you call me your little Princess. But something in me wanted your anger more. I wanted your powerful hands on my ass. So as if on cue I defied you. Came hard. Squirting a little. Bouncing back on your dick. Jerking forward with the power of your stroke as you came right after me. You pulled out. Instantly livid. "You know you're in trouble right?" I nod quietly. You removed my gag. "ANSWER ME!!" (much louder than you should). "Yes, Mr. Morris. I know I'm in trouble." "Get yourself home and cleaned up. I expect you'll be waiting for me when I arrive. We have unfinished business and my palms are itchy!" I fix my clothes and my hair. Paste a smile on my face and walk out. My thighs sticky. "Have a good rest of your day baby", I say as I walk past your assistant.















