[Click here for part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e8gf7q/jessicas_new_job/)
[Jessica](https://imgur.com/NyhF5CG) had the best day at work. Her new boss, [Michael](https://imgur.com/CaP2V0i) Phillips had turned out to be a super hot god of a man. He had fucked her. His cock was perfect, the perfect length, the perfect girth. The sex was perfection. Michael was perfection. And Jessica had realised that there was no greater feeling than being a cheap slut owned by a perfect billionaire.
But something else had come up… Michael took photos of Jessica after he’d had his fun. He had pictures of other girls in his collection. One of them caught Jessica’s eye. [Tammy](https://imgur.com/NmGqIeK). Her new roommate. She was younger in the picture, but it was definitely her. Had she been Michael’s fuck toy too? How did it start? Why did it stop? Jessica had to know. Fortunately, she was meeting Tammy for drinks that night. She was going to find her answers, no matter what.
They were meeting at the Velvet Broadway bar. It was the kind of place where a girl could go to have a good time. Tammy was already inside, surrounded by men trying to buy her drinks. She kept refusing, but only because she knew Jessica was coming. Had she been alone, she would have taken every offer.
“Hey girl! How was the first day?”. Jessica was still walking a little funny. She grabbed hold of the bar, staring straight in to Tammy’s eyes. Tammy looked back at her. Jessica’s make up had clearly been hastily put back together. She’d clearly wiped her face with a cloth, and the buttons on her work clothes were not done up right.
“Whoa!” Tammy exclaimed “did someone have a little fun at the office? Let me guess, you decided to let one of the cute interns show you around? Did you ask him to give you a massage to relax? You bad, bad girl!”. Jessica grinned.
“Not exactly. I had to help my boss relieve a little stress”
“Ooh nice. Fucking the boss. Do it right and you’ll get a raise”.
“Yeah, you might know him. Michael Phillips”. Tammy stopped, her smile falling slightly.
“What makes you think that?”
“He showed me pictures of every girl he’s fucked. You were in there. You looked a little younger, but it was definitely you”.
Tammy sighed, putting down her drink.
“You want to know the truth. Yeah, he fucked me. We used to fuck regularly. At least twice a day. Our record was eight times in one day. Each time used to last for hours”
“How did you meet? Jessica asked
“Online. I don’t want to tell”
“C’mon! You owe me!”. Tammy sighed.
“Fine. But it’s my story, so don’t interrupt.”
I had run away from home. I was just 18. My parents were so controlling. I had to be home by seven o’clock every night. If I went out, I had to be accompanied by one of them. I hated it. They home-schooled me, so I never got to go out much anyway. They were also strict Muslim parents. Every day I had to go through all the prayers, and had to spend at least two hours studying the Quran. But the worst part was the clothing. I had to wear a burka at all times, even whilst sleeping. Even the strictest Muslim women do not wear it in bed. I didn’t mind it so much when I was younger, but as I got older, I started to despise it. I used to have dreams about ripping it off and walking around naked Then those dreams started to include men. Lots of men. All of them ripping the garment from my body, and taking me for a ride. Those dreams were the best part of my day. My parents always told me to try and reach for my dreams. So I did. I saved up as much money as I could for a few years, and then as soon as I turned 18 I got out as fast and got as far away as I could.
I couch surfed for a while, working in odd jobs to make a bit of money to scrape by. In my spare time, I looked in to sex based sub-reddits. I was fascinated by all the crazy things people were in to. I started developing crazy fantasies. After a while I started posting about my fantasies kinks, especially rough sex and rape scenarios.
Then I got a PM from someone who’d read my post. He said he was rich, and would like to buy me. He wanted to make my fantasies come true, and asked me to set prices for each one. I wasn’t so sure at first, but then he sent me a check for a thousand dollars to prove his wealth. I needed the money. I suppose it wouldn’t be so bad. I asked for a dick pic just to be sure. He sent me [this](https://imgur.com/a/ZVapIYc),
Oh yeah, I wanted a piece of that. I asked which one he wanted. He asked to have my rough sex fantasy for five thousand dollars. Sounded good to me.
I was at a hotel bar. He walked up behind me, grabbing my arm and smelling my hair.
“Your coming with me” he whispered, stroking my ass and leading me away. He started groping me all over, and I was loving it. We got to his room, and he started spanking me furiously. He grabbed my ass, grinding it against his junk.
“You want your money? You do what you’re told!”
“Yes master”.
He opened his hotel door, pushing me in to his room. I was his property now. He ordered me to take my dress off. I obeyed. I crawled towards him as he stood over me, looking at me the same way a predator looks at its prey. I started to undo his belt, that was barely holding back his cock. It sprang forward, slapping me hard in the face. He reached out, grabbing my throat.
“Open your mouth, and stick out your tongue”. I obeyed. He forced it down my throat. It barely fit. He was ramming it back and forth like a jackhammer. It was rough. My drool was going all over his cock. Every time I tried to pull away, he just slapped me and forced it in harder.
“You stop when I tell you to stop! Now suck it harder you little whore!”. Of course I obeyed. I needed that money, and I was loving this.
After what felt like forever, he pulled out.
“Good girl” he smiled, picking me up, “now you’re gonna do a little more for me”
“Can I take a break?”. He grabbed my ass, pulling my legs up and slamming my back against the wall.
“What do you think?”. He forced my cock in my pussy. It was too big. It hurt. He started pounding me as hard as he could, each thrust slamming me into the wall as he did.
“ Oh fuck! OH FUCK! FUCK YES!!! FUCK YESSSS! FUCK YESSS!”.He felt so good inside me, each inch of his cock stretching my pussy out even further.
“Oh fuck” he moaned, whispering in my ear, “you’re so fucking tight!” his cock slamming my clit. It was intense. It felt so good that I didn’t even know how to process it. It was way too big for me, but it felt SO FUCKING GOOD!.
Neighbors started slamming on the wall.
“Keep it down!”
“Shut up!”. I was scared one of them was going to kick the door down,get the managers, or call the cops or something. Michael just laughed.
“Oh fuck yeah! Keep moaning! Do it louder!”
“But what if someone comes in?”. Michael just laughed again.
“I hope they do! I like having an audience!”. Then he threw me on the bed, spanking my ass as he did. He jumped on top of me, holding me down, stroking the tip of his cock against my butt hole.
“Rough sex includes anal right?”
“If you say so master”
“Oh yeah! You’re gonna earn your money”. He pushed his cock deep into my ass. He started slow, but he didn’t stay slow for long. He was pounding me just as hard as ever before. His left hand was caressing my boobs. His right hand was stroking my clit. I knew this was gonna fuck me up for the next few days, but I just couldn’t say no. He felt too fucking good to stop.
“ Oh fuck! OH FUCK! FUCK YES!!! FUCK YESSSS! FUCK YESSS!”. He started moaning in my ear, that deep voice making me even wetter.
“Oh yeah babe. You’re ass is so tight. It’s making me wanna cum”. I could feel his cock trembling, pulsing. He was gonna blow!
He did. What felt like a gallon of cum fired straight up into my ass. I could feel it in my stomach, violating me like the filthy whore I was.
“Wow. That was great”. He grabbed me, flipping me over, aiming his cock at my face.
“Here comes a little more”. His cock exploded again. An impossible amount of cum slamming my face, Michael groaning with delight as he did. I couldn’t help but smile. I’d never know I could feel so good while being so dirty and violated.
“Did I please you master?”
“Oh yeah. Just one more thing” he said, reaching for his phone, “smile for the camera”. I smiled, my lips pushing his cum around my face. I was always told to not let people take photos like this, but I didn’t care. I’d never felt so good.
“Now you’ve pleased me”. I lay back on the bed, licking my lips for an extra taste of that hot sweet cum.
“Are you gonna show that picture to someone?”
“Yeah. First of all my wife. She loves hearing me about my conquests. And I’ll probably show some of the guys at work. And I’ll definitely be showing any other girls that I fuck. I like showing them off”. He handed me the phone, opening up the photo gallery.
“Here, take a look”. There were so many girls. Every single one had at least a gallon of cum plastering a massive smile on their faces. No wonder he knew how to please me. He’d clearly had a lot of practice.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Michael walked over to answer it, still naked from fucking me. It was [the manager](https://image.made-in-china.com/43f34j00BNRQCGDPsEbW/Women-Sexy-Business-Suits-Skirt-Suit-for-Business-Women.jpg).
“Mr Phillips? We’ve had a lot of noise complaints, and… and…”. She was looking down, staring at his cock. It was soft, but it was still so big that it was nearly half way down to his knees. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. He noticed.
“Oh, you see something you like?”. The manager nodded.
“Tell you what, I’m a reasonable guy. If you ignore those complaints, I’ll let you touch it”. The manager didn’t even hesitate.
“It’s a deal” she whispered, reaching out to stroke that magnificent beast. It was over a foot long, and so thick that she couldn’t get her hands all the way round.She had the biggest grin on her face while she played with her new favourite toy. She looked into the room, noticing my cum covered body on the bed.
“Well, no wonder you were making so much noise. She looks so happy”. Michael grinned, putting his finger under her chin, bringing her lips closer to his.
“How bout a new deal? You rip up the hotel bill, and I’ll make you happy too”. The manager nodded, her eyes lighting up like the fourth of July.
“Okay. Go back to work” Michael ordered, “I’ll come get you when I’m ready. I gotta finish with this girl”. The manager walked away, a little spring in her step. Michael turned back towards me, that smile on his face and that look in his eyes telling me he hadn’t finished with me yet.
“What? We agreed. Rough sex for five thousand”.Michael put his finger to my lips, letting out a cute little shush.
“This is a new deal. You’ll get your money, but after I say we’re done”. He lay on top of me again, stroking his now hard cock against the pussy he’d just torn open.
“And you ain’t gonna be done for a little while”.
We fucked seven more times. Each time was over an hour. I could barely walk by the end of it, but it was worth it. He casually walked me out, escorting me by the ass to the hotel entrance.
“See ya around, you cute little thing. I may be giving you a call sometime. I gotta have you again”. He turned back, leaning over to the front desk.
“Could you please call your manager. Tell her Michael Phillips would like to see her”. As I walked out of the hotel, five thousand dollars richer, I saw the manager sprinting out from her office towards the elevator. She looked so determined to let Michael take her for a ride. I smiled. I was happy for her. She was gonna get exactly what she wanted.
“That’s my story” Tammy said, putting down her drink. Jessica stood there, shocked.
“Holy fuck. But why did you stop seeing him?”. Tammy laughed.
“I haven’t. I get a call from him every once in a while asking me to be available for him. I always say yes. That deep voice is just too hard to resist”. Jessica laughed. She knew exactly what Tammy was talking about. Whenever that deep voice gave you an order, there was no way to say no. The [barmaid](http://i.imgur.com/mfEkICm.jpg) giggled too.
“Are you guys talking about Michael Phillips? That rich lawyer guy?”
“Yep” Tammy smiled, pointing at Jessica “meet his newest toy!”. The barmaid reached over, taking her by the hand.
“Oh babe, you’re so lucky. He’s fucked me too. And all my staff. And most of the customers. In fact, it’d be easier to count the girls he hasn’t fucked”. Jessica smiled, feeling good.
“You’re part of a group now. Michael’s collection of girls. Life in a new city can make you feel alone. But here, you’ll always have someone to talk about that magnificent cock of his, or how his voice makes your knees buckle, or how awesome it is when his wife watches”.
“Wait, what?” Jessica thought to herself. Suddenly her phone rang. She answered.
“Hello? Is this Jessica?”
“Yeah. Who are you?”
“I’m Mrs Phillips. Michael’s wife. Could you come over to the house please, there are some things we need to talk about”. Jessica put down the phone, her face it a state of shock. Tammy and the barmaid looked over to each other. They knew what was gonna happen. The barmaid reached out to Jessica, kissing her, Jessica’s first girl on girl kiss.
“Oh babe” she whispered, “you’re about to have the best night of your life”.
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