He had her pinned up against the desk, his crotch pressed to her bare ass. Her thigh high stockings did nothing to conceal the globes of her cheeks, exposed as they were by the black satin thong she'd worn that day. She gasped as she felt him stiffen in his pants and a growl issued from his throat. 'You like this, don't you, you little slut. You want it so bad your pussy is soaking' he hissed in her ear. He had his left fist wrapped in her hair, pulling her head back as his right hand groped at her exposed breasts, the nipples stiffened to almost painful little points.
He grasped one firmly between his thumb and index finger, rolling it back and forth. She sighed and pressed her ass against him more firmly, grinding her hips against his. "Ummhmm," she murmured, her head moving slightly from one side to the other. He pulled back for a moment. His hand left her breast and she knew a sudden ache, a longing for her nipple to be squeezed between his strong fingers once more. She whimpered and he pulled at her head again, his hot breath fanning her ear once more as he said, 'When I tell you you'll be here at a certain time, you WILL be here... I don't give a fuck what excuse you come up with! '
With the last word she heard his buckle being undone and a rustle of fabric from behind her. 'You were 4 minutes late... you should NEVER be late. For that I think you need punishment, don't you?' His hand ran over her exposed ass and she wondered what he meant. CRACK! She jumped bumping against the desk as his hand came down hard on the left side of her butt. Again and again he smacked her naked ass, the skin heating under the punishment. 'You like this don't you, my little whore. I bet you want me to fuck you right now, don't you? Hmm? Personally, I don't think you deserve my cock stuffed into that tight little pussy. What were you thinking, walking in here like some high and mighty bitch goddess. What did you think I would do when you sat down and let your skirt ride up on the side, showing off those thigh highs? Did you honestly think I'd be amused?? Did you think that would save you from the fact that you...were...late?'
His hand whipping down onto her ass, punctuating them, emphasized his last words. "I'm...I'm sorry...I can't help it if the car wouldn't start..." her words stopped abruptly as he ripped off her thong, the satin parting easily under his forceful grip. 'Shut up, bitch. I didn't tell you to speak!' His hand slid down in front of her, groping her now soaking pussy. His large fingers probed her lips, resting against her clitoris. She moaned and arched back, eagerly seeking his warmth in the cold room. "Please.....I won't be late again...just...please..." she stammered, her heart pounding.
He groaned as his finger found her wet opening. 'I told you... you are so WET! You were late on purpose... weren't you!' He whispered into her ear again. She was gone, for certain. She wanted him so badly she was shaking...quivering like a tightly strung bow, every nerve singing, screaming for release. He threw her head forward and grabbed her hips, pushing hard up against her. She could truly feel him now, his pants down as he pressed his throbbing cock against the crack of her ass. "Oh, for heaven's sake.....please...fuck me...I need it so bad..." she heard herself beg, the whimper escaping her lips.