I could feel the heat pouring off my bubble cheeks. Next came the hits of his can that left raised welts which lasted for days. A consist reminder of ...his afternoon. My cries of pain as he hit me over and over only spurred him on. The fire of his hand and cane was eventually replaced by the freezing touch of ice cubes across the welts.His soft touch came back as be rubbed soothing lotion, leaving no part of my ass untouched, As his fingers reached my virgin hole I could only mew with excitement. Honeybee Churchill was an intern with the Accounts Department and was one of the few people in the company younger than me.“Claire said I should talk to you,” said Honeybee, blushing attractively. “She said you’d be able to help me with a problem.”“Sure,” I replied. “Do you want something fetching or moving?”“In a manner of speaking. The trouble is I’d like to try anal sex, but my boyfriend has a really huge dick. Claire says your dick is just the right size for ass-fucking and you’re very. I insisted that people don’t really change. They only get better at hiding who they truly are.“You are right about that, and normally I’d agree. I am not going to come out of this training cured of my sassy nature. I’ll always be a manipulative cunt at heart, Ma’am. All this training does, is take away my weapons - the claws I use to hurt people who don’t deserve it. The sharp teeth I use to chew people up and spit them up. They’re weapons I use to hurt myself and others around me. The. You groan and open your eyes, furious for me to go on.You smirk at my agony and slide your soaking fingers into your mouth, sucking them with relish, "Mmmm, so tasty, I want more. Turn around, I want you on top."You scramble around and lay on me, legs either side of my head and your cunt floating like a glistening orchid above my face. You press your face between my legs, trying to push them open to your hunger, but I deny you.You grasp my ass, a cheek in each hand and pull me down close to.