"While you're here, you'll obey any orders I have, whether you like them or not. Don't even take a thought to call your friends for help as I have basically destroyed your known existence but since I'm not a cruel psychopath, I have left your little tracking device to be turned on every once in a while for your friends. To tease them for the fun of it and let them know you're alive. Consider yourself lucky as many do not escape my hands alive but you're quite hard to pass up. See how something as simple as beauty can get us so far in life? But not so far as you will respect me by my name." Taeyeon ran a finger along Tiffany's jawline and intensely stared into her eyes.
Suddenly, the black haired woman pulled Tiffany with her behind the desk and smirked when she heard the brunette whimper.
"You're looking at me with such hungry eyes, what's wrong?" Taeyeon questioned.
If Tiffany was lying, she would confidently say she was not staring into Taeyeon's capturing eyes so helplessly or at her puffy lips that were dared to be kissed. Taeyeon was insanely attractive and Tiffany felt herself giving up to her. She felt pathetic and vulnerable.
Tiffany remained silent to Taeyeon's question and the hazel eyed girl didn't like it.
"Answer me, whore." Taeyeon's facade fell as her eyebrows fell and her hands gripped the delicate locks of Tiffany's head.
Tiffany let out a whimper and another when Taeyeon released her hair.
"Undress for me." Taeyeon commanded, taking immediate dominance.
Tiffany remained still, fear, confusion and arousal pooling inside of her.
"I could've very much killed you and ended your life so this is your punishment for allowing me to be so foolish. Strip for me."
Tiffany let out the long breath she was holding in and slowly undid her robe, allowing it to hang off her shoulders and reveal the front of her body. With a swift movement, she shrugged it off and the delicate clothing pooled around her feet, revealing a porcelain body of glory. Taeyeon's eyes darkened.
Taeyeon pulled Tiffany close and studied her fragile body specifically her glistening lower region that was begging to be touched.
"Good girl. Now get on your knees."
Tiffany didn't move. This was not happening.
Taeyeon rolled her eyes and gripped the shorter's hair and tear jerked her when she forced Tiffany to her crotch, "Suck my cock you slut."
Obediently, Tiffany settled on her knees and felt arousal consume her. Taeyeon was an intersex? Tiffany has had sex with a few people before but never someone special like her. Excitement was spreading throughout her when she slowly undid Taeyeon's belt and unzipped the zipper which revealed a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers.
Taeyeon's hands placed themselves on the back of the brunette's head when she pulled down her jeans and revealed a growing bulge.
"Please me and I'll please you."" Taeyeon huskily said, doing up Tiffany's hair to remove any strands falling in her face.
Slowly, Tiffany pulled down the boxers and Taeyeon's large member sprung out semi flaccid. Tiffany's eyes widened. So it was real. The unbeatable size and thickness was driving her horniess, especially seeing the multiple veins rippling through it. It was considered the jackpot. It was what she fantasized about at night. To be taken by the sexy Blood Mafia leader and at this point, she had no shame. She never imagined it to happen but here she was, her arousal skyrocketing.
