“Okay, I’m going to give you something you have deserved for years! The Robesonian, Missy Stockard reporter had no choice, but endure.As my teache... positioned the rod column behind me, I gasped“You will thank me when I’m finished with you”, Sir said as he rammed the wide rubber rippled rod sleeve into my stretched asshole in one sudden stinging movement that burned my channel. Sir’s hand slapped my cherry red ass before I could object further.This ‘missy’ was in pain and moans escaped my lips. From its pristine state, I was sure it got as little regular use as ours. I took a deep breath. “Dave, there’s no easy way to tell you this. Melissa is dead.”“What?” he fired back. “Don’t fuck around, Bill, this is serious.”“I’m sorry, Dave, but it’s true. Her body was found a couple of hours ago.”“That’s not possible! She went to Girl’s Night Out with Jude and the girls from yoga.” He jumped up and grabbed his cellphone. “I’ll call her. You’ll see. She’s fine.”“Dave, she was positively ID’d.. “Oh shit baby.” I said holding on to his arms.He pulled his dick out and slammed it back in.He looked down at me and smiling, gritting his teeth. He took his hand and spit in it before rubbing the spit on my face.“Nasty bitch like getting spit on, don’t you?” “Yeah.” He fucked me like that for a while, angry that I denied him a nut earlier.“You like this dick?” “Yeah.” “Say it louder bitch.”Now I am not a fan of women being called “bitches” but there is something to be said about a man that is. From the day I joined the company , I had desire to fuck this gorgeous Riya and was waiting for a chance. Our office has resting rooms since we work in night shifts. There will be some bed sort of arrangement for having short naps whenever we feel sleepy. Very often many of our colleagues have sex there. I was planning to fuck her one day when we go to that room. We always used to hangout together and take rest there together. She always turns me on. She is also interested in me,but I am not.