It was a sweltering day, and Mr.Collins, the CEO of the company, sat in his luxurious office, staring out the window with a look of rage written across his face.It seemed that nothing could go right for him today his latest business deal had fallen through, and now he had to deal with the unexpected arrival of his hot new submissive.The young woman, who went by the name of Ariana, was dressed in tight leather laced up to her navel, her long golden hair tied back in a ponytail as she bowed before her angry boss.Ariana knew just what Mr.Collins wanted, and as he led her into his study, she couldnt help but feel thrilled to finally be able to please him in his most kinky ways.She stood as he spoke, waiting for instructions, but Mr.Collins quickly made his intentions clear.Ariana, strip! he commanded, and the young submissive eagerly obeyed, quickly removing every last piece of clothing, leaving her bare except for her gstring and high heels.Her master watched her strip, mesmerized by her body, before ordering her onto her knees and instructing her to open wide for him to cum.Without hesitation, Ariana opened her mouth and offered him her lips, which he happily accepted, savouring the taste of her sweet saliva.As Mr.Collins pushed himself deep into her mouth, Ariana felt like a whore, offering up herself as punishment for his anger.He growled and grunted with pleasure, filling her mouth until she could hardly breathe, before pulling out and letting her taste his hot cum.But her punishment was far from over.Mr.Collins led Ariana into the bondage room, securing her hands behind her back and tying her legs so tight that they threatened to pop right out of their bindings.As he forced her down onto the bed, her cries filled the room, and he smirked, pleased by her helplessness.With a flick of a switch, the lights went out, plunging them both into darkness, leaving only the sound of slick flesh slapping against flesh.When the lights came back on, Mr.Collins stood above Ariana, watching her squirm beneath him as he entered her tight wet pussy, taking control of her body, using it to get rid of his fury.As he raped her, his grunts grew louder and more primal, and she couldnt help but feel degraded, ashamed of being used as such a rough tool to pleasure him.Eventually, after what felt like hours, Mr.Collins came deep inside of her, holding on tight as he pulsed inside her, filling her with his seed.He pulled out, leaving her feeling hollow and empty, and walked away, leaving her alone and vulnerable on the bed.That night, Mr.Collins slept soundly, blissfully unaware of the damage he had done to his young submissive, leaving her forever marked by the abuse she had suffered at his hands.
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