Corporate Plaything

Justin leant back on his chair and patted his desk. “Present yourself to me.”

That was eerily familiar. She recalled about three weeks ago being in the same position. Only at the time, she was confused, scared, and desperate for her father’s freedom from the syndicate. Now that she was no longer carrying a burden, she was definitely going to enjoy this game.

Anna made a flirtatious bow. “Yes, sir.” She lifted her skirt and slid her panties down her ankles.

Ralph watched her with lust in his eyes as she handed him what he wanted. He brought it to his nose and drew a lungful of air. He purred. “Nice.”

Anna giggled. She whirled around and stalked towards Justin. “Sir.” She hoisted herself on Justin’s desk and spread her legs, presenting herself as he ordered.

“Good girl,” Justin praised. His violet eyes blazed. He took each of her feet and planted them on his armrests. “Are you ready?”

Watching her pleasuring herself to completion? Wasn’t that what he wanted? Anna caught the underlying tone in his voice. “You mean…?”

“Yes,” Matt answered. He sat at the edge of Justin’s desk and looped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in to give her a kiss. A hot, long kiss.

Anna felt lightheaded when he parted from her lips. “I’m ready,” she whispered. “I thought we were going to do it in Azura?”

“We simply can’t wait.” Justin rose from his chair. He took off his tie and suit jacket. Anna wanted to help him unbutton his shirt, but he tapped her nose with the tip of his finger. “Sit still.”

She abandoned her attempt and just watched. Ralph and Matt were also disrobing. Justin shrugged off his shirt and unbuckled his belt. His pants dropped a heartbeat later. He was hard; the bulge in his underwear was impressive. Anna couldn’t resist getting a hand on him. She groped and squeezed his erection. His cock jerked.

Justin let out a low growl. “Naughty girl.”

“Well, it is mine, isn’t it?”

“Of course, sharime.”

Justin let her pull his briefs down. His cock bobbed free. Thick and hard. Mouth-watering. Anna unconsciously swallowed her saliva. She stroked him, marvelling at the virile, hot flesh. A droplet of pre cum leaked from his tip. Anna leant down to lick him.

“Wait.” Justin halted her. “Do you know the rites?”

“We exchange tasting our…you know…”

Justin nodded. “After the exchange is complete, you must take our seed at the same time.”

Did he say… Anna’s thoughts scrambled into mush when Justin held her face and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. She was heady when he broke away.

Then he undressed her, his fingers deftly unlacing her black bustier. Ralph and Matt helped him. They practically ripped her costume to pieces.

Justin tightened his hands around her breasts and nuzzled the hollow of her throat. Her spine began to quiver. Heat surged through her body. Justin let go of her breast and slipped a hand to her pussy. He petted her damp seam and slid a finger inside her.

Anna stiffened, releasing a hard exhalation. He rubbed her. The walls of her cunt squeezed around his knuckles. She creamed.

“Fuck. You’re wet already.” Justin pulled out his finger. “Lean back.” He spread her thighs wider and leant down. His hot breath seared her sensitive skin. “Mmm, juicy.”

Anna halted a scream when Justin licked her pussy. She squirmed. God. The unbelievable pleasure swept through her. Justin took his time between nibbling her sex lips and teasing her opening with the tip of his tongue. Her pussy clenched and she trembled.

Anna instinctively grabbed Justin’s hair when he thrust his tongue into her and fucked her as he would with his cock. Morsels of pleasure burst from her depths. She lubricated luxuriously. Justin lapped on her liquid lust like a starving cat. His eyes shone when he withdrew from her thighs.

“I feel you,” he told her thickly, sitting back on his chair and stroking his magnificent erection. “Taste mine.”

She’d never been friskier than when she was allowed to reciprocate the pleasure. Anna slid from the desk and knelt in front of him. His cock felt so hot in her hands. It throbbed, hard as granite. Anna licked him. Justin hissed. She stretched her jaw wide to accommodate his girth and sucked him. Slowly. Passionately. Creamy, salty flavour exploded in her mouth. God, she loved it. She plunged deeper until his tip nudged at the back of her throat. She savoured him. Worshipped him.

“Fuck,” Justin panted. “If you keep it up like this, I’ll be a goner soon.”

Oh, yeah? Wickedly, Anna sucked harder.

Justin groaned. “Matt!”