You tell me to come to your office immediately. No one is around but it doesn’t matter. You’re finally in charge and can do whatever you want. You have an animalistic look in your eyes. It’s dark and your desk is cleared except for cuffs, a whip, and a ball gag. You tell me to be silent. I nod. You grab me by the hair and shove your tongue into my mouth, then pull my dress up to see what panties I’m wearing, finding none. You’re pleased but that wasn’t what I was told to do so you bend me over using my hair, grab the whip, and hit me twice, hard. You remind me to be silent.
You set the whip down and strap the gag around my head. You instruct me to go behind the desk where you cuff each ankle to the desk just above the black stilettos you wanted me to wear. I cannot move below the waist. You want my tits so you demand that I take them out. I do what I’m told. As you reach around from behind I feel your cock press against my ass. I want to beg for it because it’s rock hard but don’t dare disobey so I close my eyes and bite down on the gag. You whisper “Good girl” in my ear.