He turned her around, playing with the bullet inside her ass as he fingered her wet pussy. ‘Say please.’ ‘Please, fuck me…please,’ she begge.... One swift thrust and he was inside her. He smashed her face in the mattress. She couldn’t breathe but it felt all that much better to feel vulnerable. She could feel him hitting her g-spot. She was going to cum, but she knew if she did she’d be punished. ‘I won’t be able- to- hold it- much- longer.’ He grabbed the still bleeding wound on her shoulder and. Her breathing started to get deeper, more gaspy. Her hand rubbed her slick slit. Then she parted her legs, and pushed two fingers into her sopping cunt.I must have made a sound; a gasp or some other noise. She stopped, rigid. Eyes snapped wide open, fingers plopping from her sticky slit. She looked around, then saw the hole … and my eye glued to it. Next thing I knew she was hammering on my cubicle door."Open up you dirty pervert!!" She exclaimed.I slid the bolt and started to open the door.. “Don’t let that stop you,” he quickly engaged her only to snigger. Suddenly standing, he went to the window that looked out onto the floor and shut the blinds before closing and locking the door leading into his office. Returning to his desk, he stood directly in front of her, his height presenting a challenging and imposing demeanor. “You want to unleash on me, give it your best shot!” he threw it back in her court while fully posturing an assurance of no repercussions. “I can speak freely and. Was that what she wanted? Was she ready for it? She was drawn to the bottom shelf in her wardrobe; taking out a brightly coloured carrier bag - the black sheer nightie she had bought weeks ago but never had the courage to wear. It was the work of minutes to remove her day clothes replacing them with the lingerie and the spikes. Looking in the mirror she was pleased by what she saw. Her legs and tum were still in good shape. The high-heels of the spikes were pushing her breasts out firming.