Chapter 10

Note: Thanks to my beta reader!

Sable Newport

“You needed me, sir?” she asked. She blinked at me and hesitated. “Um, hello again. Um ... Sir?”

“You poor, poor thing,” I purred and moved to her. “Having to do this to this man.”

Britney gasped. The color drained from her face. Her hands shook. Her gaze shot up at me. She swallowed. She glanced at her boss than at the picture. She crumbled it up, eyes beading in at the corners.

“She’s about to throw you under the bus,” I said, moving behind her and stroking her cheek. “About to say you forced her. Made her do that. That you raped her.”

Executive Stevens flinched.

“N-no, no,” gasped the girl. “I wouldn’t. He didn’t.”

I cupped her chin and kissed her.

The spell activated.

She shuddered as the magic washed through her. Aphrodite’s blessing adorned my lips. A lust spell. I thrust my tongue into the girl’s mouth. She whimpered, her entire body quivering as the power swept over her.

I would love to mold her into a lesbian slave on my own, but time was of the essence. It was sort of fun. Like using a cheat code on a video game you had beaten a dozen times. Adding a new spice to the routine. Not something to use all the time, but...

My tongue thrust into her mouth. I danced around with hers. She whimpered, kissing me back with such passion. My hand slid down her back to squeeze her rump through her skirt. I felt no panties. She had a thong on. Of course, she did.

I broke the kiss and purred, “He forced you, didn’t he? He took advantage of you.”

“N-no,” she said. “I ... I came on to him. I’ve always wanted him. He made me so wet. So I leaped at the chance to be his secretary. He tried to resist me.”

“See, see,” he said. “I ... I was powerless.”

I stroked her lips. “Now, now, that doesn’t make me happy to hear.”

She whimpered. “I’m sorry, but it’s true.”

“Dog, the riding crop,” I purred, my pussy clenching. “You, my delicious little slut, bend over the desk and hike your skirt. That’ll make me very, very happy.”

“It will!” she said and beamed at me. She pressed around me, her nubile body rubbing against mine. My cunt clenched. She was a gorgeous thing. She bent over the desk and worked up her tan pencil skirt. She wore beige thigh-highs and a red thong that vanished between her perky butt-cheeks. Her pussy lips swallowed the fabric, spilling out wet around the material. “Are you happy?”

“No,” I said, “because you didn’t say what I wanted to hear.”

“What do you want to hear?” she asked as my pig of a father handed me the riding crop from his briefcase.

“Why, you know what I want to hear,” I purred and swung the riding crop.

CRACK!

That wonderful sound echoed through the office. My pussy clenched in delight at it. A shiver raced through me. She gasped, her butt-cheeks clenching tight. She quivered there and shot me a panicked look. Tears beaded the corners of her blue eyes.

“M-Mistress,” she whimpered.

CRACK!

“Crying won’t do you any good,” I purred, the tears spilling down her cheeks. “That just makes me spank you harder.”

CRACK!

She yelped and jumped as I left such a wonderful welt across her pale rump. Bright red. Glowing.

“It just makes me wetter,” I moaned. “Mmm, now you know what I want to hear.”

CRACK!

“N-No,” she sobbed.

“That I raped you,” gasped Executive Stevens. “Stop spanking her.”

CRACK!

The girl squealed with even more pain. I drank it in as the executive stood. He trembled there, the pits of his shirt stained in sweat. I smiled at him as I drew back my riding crop. I swung it hard, loving that swishing sound.

CRACK!

“Mistress!” the sweet thing howled in pain, her ass a mass of crisscross.

“Say I raped you!” Executive Stevens begged. “That’s what she wants to hear. That’s what will make her happy?”

“That and whipping your ass, slut,” I purred.

“He raped me!” Britney gasped. “He ... He forced me. I ... I didn’t want it at all. He ... He groomed me! That’s what you want to hear? That’s what will make you happy?”

“So happy,” I purred. “The strap-on.”

My father pulled out a thick, purple dildo from the briefcase. I hiked up my skirt for him as he moved before me. The sobbing girl watched me. She smiled, though, because I told her that she made me happy. Executive Stevens looked horrified. He knew what would happen to him.

It would be worse than divorce. Than being disfellowshiped by his church and publicly disgraced. He’d be taken to that jail next door. The fear devoured his mind. He sank down into the chair and wept in fear.

“I made you happy?” the slut asked again. She sniffled, her cheeks looking magnificent streaked in tears, her eyes red and puffy.

“So happy,” I purred as I stepped into the harness the pig held. He worked it up my thighs. “I’m going to reward you and fuck you hard.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” she said. “I love you! I just want to make you happy.”

Executive Stevens vanished beneath his desk. I loved how he hid. He whimpered as the pig pressed the dildo up and over my rump. It was properly attached to me now. I was so glad for that. Just so thrilled to have it nuzzling into my clit.

My father crawled out of the way. I pressed the dildo against the girl’s pussy. I thrust into her. She gasped as I did that. Her hot flesh devoured the shaft. I sank into her, a big smile on my lips. This was just an incredible moment.

I gripped her hips and fucked her. I pumped away at her. The dildo massaged my clit. I loved the base rubbing against me as I fucked her. I pounded her hard and fast. It hurts way at her, making her gasp. My crotch slapped into her welted ass.

Her butt-cheeks jiggled as she moaned out her delight. I churned up her cunt with the dildo, savoring dominating her. I didn’t have to spank her, but I was glad I had the chance. It was so hot to spank her. I owned her.

I could discipline her when I wanted.

I didn’t even need a reason.

No, the fact I craved to spank her was enough of a reason.

I thrust away at her, wanting to whip Moira’s ass. She was still bruised from Zach’s spanking. He had disciplined her. It was so hot. I was so envious of him. I thrust harder into Britney’s cunt. I fucked the little slut hard.

I pounded her with all that I had. I loved it so much. It was so good to fuck her. To pound her cunt while Executive Stevens watched. I thrust away at the girl’s cunt. I fucked her with all that I had. My boobs jiggled in my blouse.

My pussy clenched.

The executive blubbered beneath the desk.

I loved it. I pounded her cunt hard. I fucked her with force. I thrust into her with all that I had. It was so good to churn her up. She coated the dildo in frothy pussy cream. I plunged into her with force, my clit bursting with delights.

“Oh, oh, Mistress!” she moaned.

“That’s right, I growled. “Damn, you got a delicious cunt. You’re going to cum so hard!”

“So hard!” she moaned.

I smiled, loving to hear that. I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her with force. I buried into her again and again. It was so much fun to fuck her like this. To pound her with all that I had. It was just a delight to bury into her with such passion.

She whimpered as I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her with such force. I thrust away at her as the pressure in my cunt increased. She squealed, her head tossing. Her blonde hair danced as I pounded her.

“Oh, Mistress!” she whimpered, my crotch slapping into her welted ass. “I ... I ... That’s so good. Yes!”

She climaxed.

“You dirty slut!” I moaned as I fucked into her. I buried the toy to the hilt in her cunt. “Yes!” I burst in rapture.

My clit sizzled with sparks as the flames of my orgasm burned through me. My pussy convulsed, juices gushing down my thighs. I bucked through all that joy. I loved every last second of that heat washing through me. It was just a perfect treat.

It was an outstanding delight to have it rushing through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I loved that delight so much. It swept through me. My mind drowned with the delight. I loved every last second of that ecstasy sweeping through me.

I shuddered, loving all that delight. “You dirty slut!”

“Yes, yes, Mistress!” she moaned, her pussy writhing around the dildo.

My juices gushed down my thighs. I loved that sensation. I savored every last second of that heat washing through me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. The pleasure burned through my body. I quivered through it all.

I was so happy to feel it all quivering through me. A big smile spread on my lips. It was an amazing moment. I was so glad for it. I stared down at her then glanced at the desk. I rolled my eyes at the whimpers.

“Get your ass out here right now!” I snapped.

He yelped and crawled out from beneath the desk. “P-please, don’t expose me. I don’t want to go to jail.”

“What good would you be to me in jail?” I asked, ripping the dildo out of the girl’s cunt. “Or to your new master.

“My new master?” he asked. “Yes, Zach,” I said, my hand resting on the slut’s welted ass. “If you don’t obey him, what will happen, my little slut?”

“I’ll say Executive Stevens raped me?” the girl said, sounding so unsure.

“That’s right,” I said, squeezing her rump. “Now, dog, there’s an election next year, and you’re going to support Zach Black for the position. You’ll campaign for him. Get him elected.” “I ... I’ll do my best.”

“No, no, you’ll succeed,” I said. “My pig of a father is installing several cameras in this room. Small. Hidden. You’re going to ‘rape’ Britney in here a few times. I want you ripping her clothes. Slap her a few times. And you, slut, fight back. Resist. I want you to cum in her. Then I want you to start bringing other male members of the council. Whore out Britney to her.”