"Yes, there's no point in delaying."
"Don't you have to leave?"
"It can way," he said. She grew quite nervous and tried to formulate sentences, but only mutters came out.
"Your first assignment," he ordered, "come here," he commanded, standing behind his desk. "Have you ever done this before?" he asked slyly, knowing the answer.
"No," she answered, feeling as though air was in short supply.
"That's good." He replied. "Turn around," he ordered. She did so, now facing the door. He slid her sweater off, with his fingers running down her skin, giving her goose bumps. She shivered at the coolness.
"Okay, now bend over forward. Lay your stomach on the desk," he ordered, holding her hip with one hand and pushing her upper body down gently with the other hand. He had to muffle the instinct and urge to scream that kept trying to push it's way up. He raised her skirt to her waist, revealing a classy, white lace thong. "You have a very nice ass," he told her, grabbing and tapping it gently, all the while knowing she didn't want to hear it. She remained silent and tried to regulate her scattered breathing. "Don't worry… just relax, baby," he told her as he ran his hands up her shirt, removing it.
He pressed the bulge within his pants against her ass as he reached forward to unhook and remove her white, matching lace bra. He reached around and cupped her breast, caressing and squeezing gently. She felt her nipple betray her as it hardened in his massive hand. "Your tits are so soft," he told her, once again knowing she despised the tone and language.
He let go of her breasts and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He let them drop to the floor, along with his boxers. He stroked himself twice, which staring at her firm ass. He slid the thong down her waxed legs, put one hand on her hip and the other around his hardness, directing it towards her bare pussy. She shuttered when his head touched her there and she jerked forward against the desk, leaning as far over as she could, trying to delay what was coming for as long as possible. He shifted forward slightly, "relax," and drew nearer once more. His head met her lips again, and she twitched, but this time with no space left to move forward. She clutched onto the front edge of the desk, knowing now that there was no escaping this.
He rubbed his head up and down her petite slit, feeling her soft, syrupy lips fold around his almost aching tip. He pushed slightly, readying himself to enter her. He slid in slightly deeper, then more, now getting the thickest part of his head inside of her moist opening. She bit down hard on her lip, shut her eyes tightly, and clutched the desk more firmly to keep her from screaming.
He pushed further, getting the whole head inside, but could not stop to give her time to adjust to his thickness. He, inch by inch, pushed his dick inside of her grasping, slick pussy. He felt her tear and satisfaction poured over him, knowing that he was the one who broke her. She kept her mouth closed but screamed at the intense pain. He moaned once he had his cock all the way inside of her. "Oh, baby, you're so tight," he told her in a quick moan. He felt himself there, feeling her walls clench in pain around him. He looked at his dick inside of her and started to withdraw, seeing a trace of blood mixed in with clear juices as he came out. He placed his hand on her shoulder and once again penetrated her, a bit faster this time. He felt himself hit the top of her entrancing canal. He drew back again, leaving only his head in the entrance.
"Does this hurt?" he asked sarcastically, quickly thrusting his cock deep into her. She screamed in extreme pain at the unexpected torture.
"Please, stop! Please!" she yelled in a raspy voice, tears streaming down her soft cheeks.
"It's too late for that, baby!" he yelled to her. His hand held the back of her neck against the shaky desk. He shoved himself into her yet again, drawing screams from her. "Shut up!" he yelled to her tightening the grip around her neck even more. His bold thrusts grew quicker and harder. Her supple, moist walls squeezed around his thrusting dick as the pain grew seemingly more and more unbearable. She felt his penis hit her top repeatedly. She tried to shake her upper body free of his powerful grip, but the harder she tried, the more he squeezed. "STOP!" he fiercely commanded, as he took hold of her shoulders and slammed her into the desk, at the while continuing to brutally fuck her.
He moved his hands from her shoulders to the front edge of the desk, next to where hers were. He used the weight of the desk to pull himself deeper into her. His thrusts grew sharper, her bare ass grew red from his hips slapping it, his balls hit her clitoris, he slammed his hips against her ass, forcing her to collide even more powerfully into the desk. His thrusts grew shorter and quicker, his moaning increased, his head grew tension, his balls lifted, he grabbed her hair, pulled her head back forcing her to scream, he continued to hit her slippery top, finally, his balls pushed up, he felt his fluid travel up and out of his wildly convulsing cock, and a loud moan filled the room.
She felt his hot juice spray inside of her as he continues his thrusts. His breaths grew deeper heavier. She tasted blood in her mouth from her bitten and busted lip. His thrusts slowed but remained hard. He let go of her tangled hair, her head fell to the desk. He shrank inside of her and collapsed onto her, knocking her air out. He lay on top of her for a few long moments, breathing heavily, then withdrew from her. He grabbed a wet nap and wiped himself clean before he went fully flaccid.
"You were great, babe," he said, smirking at her. "Very tight", he told her and slapped her ass. He pulled up his pants, re-zipped and buttoned his pants, and grabbed his wallet. He took money out for her bus fee and dropped it on the desk next to her red face. "Flush yourself out before you leave, and next time try not to bleed," he said chuckling at her. He left the office and waited for her to leave to that he could lock the office door.
She took a wet nap, stuck it inside herself to prevent leaking in her thong or on the bus seat, and redressed herself. She left the office, forever changed.
