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The Whore

Have you ever walked into the room and realize everyone was talking about you? As I walked down the hall everyone turned their heads, women looking in disgust. Men looking me up and down, made me wonder if there was some leftover cum dripping between my legs. I made my way to my boss' office, the eyes burning in the back of my head. My boss was waiting for me impatiently, I closed the door behind me making sure to lock it. I could feel his breath in the back of my neck as he slid his hands up my skirt.

"We shouldn't do this in the office," I whispered pushing him back, his hands still on my ass. He squeezed me, and pulled me forward to him.

"I love that you never wear panties for me," he leaned closer to my ear, "reminds me how big of a whore you are," his devilish smile curling his lips. he opened up my shirt as he pinned me up against the wall. Spreading my legs, as he slid his finger's near my pussy. He began to finger my pussy, fingering me as he bit my lower lip, I could feel myself getting wet on his fingers. The imagery of his fingers's sliding in and out of me as he placed them in me more abruptly each time, made me feel ashamed of my lusty thoughts. I loved his long fingers in me, my pussy was wet, his fingers making nasty sounds as he fingered me. His lips curled as he noticed my moaning to his finders, he tore my bra opened, my face flushed in embarrassment, as my tits busted out onto his mouth. He began sucking them, pulling on my nipples, my moans grew louder. I felt flustered at the thought of those standing in the hallway hearing my moans, hearing him finger my cunt, hearing me be his whore. 

He slung me onto the couch, he leaned over me kissing my neck as he played with my breasts, twisting and tugging my nipples. I could feel his hard cock against my inner thigh. His heavy breaths so close to my ear, "I brought something for you," he whispered agitated. He pulled out a bright blue vibrator from his desk, his eyes glaring at me. He approached me, slapping my thigh, as an order for me to spread open in front of him. This belittling was the kind of thing he enjoyed, making the order's and having me obey them. I opened my legs, and looked away I couldn't bear the thought of looking into his eyes as he examined me. 

"Spread your pussy for me," he ordered, his tone firmed, as he stood in front of me. He placed his fingers in me, checking to see if i was still wet for him, he chuckled as his finger's slid in and out and I turned to face the ceiling, my face burning red with pleasure and shame. He placed the vibrator on my clit turning it up to the highest possible. I moaned quite loudly as the vibrator hiked up full speed, feeling ashamed of my loud moans I bit down my lower lip to only let out muffled sounds. He continued sliding his finger up and down against my pussy lips, sliding one finger into my pussy and working it in and out at a slow pace initially. 

"Oh God..." I whispered loudly nearly losing my breath as he continued he could sense that I was losing control to him, he was becoming more than just the man fucking me, he was owning me in a way that no other man had ever done. Knowing this made him grow more abrupt and rough. He quickened the pace of his fingers, drilling me and driving me practically insane, I could hear my pussy making gushing noises as my juices were stirred by his fingers. With the vibrator resting on my clit, I was losing my mind, I couldn't concentrate, I couldn't think, my whole body was losing control. All i could do was moan, I didn't care if anyone heard, my pussy was all I could think of, his fingers and the vibrator working my clit.

"Oh God..OH God" I kept repeating, as more and more juices kept gushing out of me, I couldn't bring myself to face him, his smile as he saw me so vulnerable and gushing juices for him. 

"Oh GOD..NO-N- I'm" I couldn't bite my lip, my body was out of control, I could sense myself cumming on his fingers, oh the thought of such deed made this a lot more dirtier, I couldn't hold myself together to form any words as I came. 

He turned my face to him, kissing me, as I panted out of breath. His finger's still inside me, he held my face to look at him as he continue stirring it them inside of me, my lips slightly parted as I let out low moans, "you just came, and yet your pussy is getting tight again"

"I-I can't do this," I panted, his eyes buried in mine, he knew I despised being looked at when he played with my pussy. He brought his fingers close to his lips and spat on them. He then placed them back inside of me, I tried to look away but he held my face to his, he enjoyed watching the shame this brought me. He leaned over and whispered, "you're my whore now".