As she prepared for the day’s ‘events’, she reviewed past victims, past conquests, always trying to improve her technique, her skills of seduction and silken-enslavement.
“Never let them find safety’ was rule she had come to strongly believe in. Let them lose sleep, let them constantly fear your approach, keep them hyper-vigilant, it fatigues them, wears them down that much faster…
"He’s already learned that I can invade his home, invade his dreams,” she smiles…“today, he learns his office isn’t safe, either…”
Today would be about theater as well. She selected her outfit to match both the alibi and the age difference, (her plans were NEVER just two-dimensional)…“Yes, this should be perfect” she smiled as she looks at herself in the full length mirror. The porn-star schoolgirl look had never been so perfectly done. Insane 8" clear lycra stripper heels, white silk hose that reached her perfect ass, a tiny plaid skirt with a surface area roughly equal to a cocktail napkin, a white blouse held closed by a knot just beneath her tits, the buttons clearly just along for decoration…Her hair softly framing her beautiful face, her striking hazel eyes highlighted by her dramatic, slutty make up and finally, the perfectly sticky, wet, gloss practically poured over the luxurious lipstick. Putting the rest of her 'supplies’ in her school backpack and slipping on the emblematic jacket, she made for the door.
He heard the discussion outside his closed door, his administrative assistant’s voice insisting on one thing or another…he walked across the office, opened the door, and his heart sank almost as great a distance as his cock jumped….fear, excitement, risk, panic, a train wreck of emotions as he looked into her smiling face “hi daddy!” she giggled…“tell her…tell her today is 'take your daughter to work day’ and I’m her to have lunch and spend the afternoon…” she said with a devious gleam in her eyes while patting her backpack…
Not wanting to risk a confrontation in front of the entire office staff, he fearfully motioned her through his door. She smiled victoriously as she strolled slowly past him, pretending to look around at the office, “so this is where you go every day…” As he closed the door, he overheard a few scoffs from the judgmental office pool…“I didn’t even know he had a daughter…” “you’d think he’d talk to her about those trashy heels”, “her makeup was a bit 'obvious’ and vulgar, wasn’t it?…” they murmured…“she looked like a hooker…”
As the door closed and he turned to walk back to his desk, he felt her presence in the form of his body growing warmer while his mind raced to resolve the situation before it got out of control. As he turned to sit, he watch her lock the door with a soft 'click’, then her jacket fell away and he was captivated by the fantasy before him…she lifted the backpack with a single long-nailed fingertip and strolled around the desk, stopping just in front of him. “What do you think, daddy? Isn’t my uniform, uhm, 'sinful’ enough?” she giggled as she reached into the backpack. Making a slow turn, allowing him time to appreciate the heavenly curve of her firm, young ass beneath the tiny skirt before finishing her slow spin, bending forward to kiss him, both hands coming to rest on his wrists, her talented mouth made it impossible for him to concentrate on anything else…until he felt the subtle click of bracelets on his arms. Each half of a handcuff now held his arms to his chair’s armrests…“that should help keep you still for a bit…” she whispered deviously as she raised up….
“Kaylee, this CANNOT happen, you HAVE to stop this. It’s one thing in the privacy of our homes, but here, in my offi…” A single fingertip came to rest on his lips as she smiled again…“you probably want to keep your voice down, daddy, you don’t want people outside 'talking’ about us in here - well, more than they already are!” she giggles…
She reached again into her backpack and withdrew several different makeup items as he tried desperately to look anywhere except at her legs and perfect ass, highlighted by the stripper heels and shiny white silk stockings…the unmistakable bulge hidden beneath her panties sent his mind into flashbacks of their first encounter…
Once her supplies were laid out, she turned again to him, sitting on the desk…“this is just so you have absolutely no chance except to submit to my, well, my theatrics…you see, daddy, I remembered that first day, when you couldn’t take your eyes off me…you stared at my face, my eyes, my mouth, intently. Sure, I caught you sneaking peeks at my young, tight body, but you were drawn helplessly to my face…a girl LOVES that, to be thought of as desirable. And I was wearing slutty makeup then, too, wasn’t I? You really brought this on yourself…” she giggled again as a single fingertip drew delicate traces over his rapidly hardening cock…“mmm, it knows I’m her for him…” she purrs…
He watched with an unusual mix of fear and a attraction as she proceeded, right in front of him, to touch up her makeup, using the huge, fur-soft brushes on her cheeks, the sticky wetness of the gloss applicator over her plump lips, and the liner to further highlight her beautiful eyes as if he were in the presence of Nefertiti or Cleopatra. He felt the first betraying drops of precum puddling from his cock…“you like this, don’t you, daddy? The stripper makeup, the hyper-slutty outfit, the over-the-top naughty of all this…? Well, I like it too! I like knowing I’m your fantasy, your dream girl, the one you can’t resist. It makes me feel, well, confident, powerful, wanted…and speaking of wanting…” she giggled as she gave his cock a tender squeeze, then proceeded to open his pants…“You’ll probably shouldn’t need to be reminded, daddy, that all your coworkers are right outside that door….” she pointed as she reached for a tiny bottle on the desk while lowered herself to her knees between his legs…Flipping the top open, she made a show of allowing one drop at a time of the slippery goo to drip onto the head of his cock, taking her time spreading it over the head of his pulsing cock with a delicate fingertip, around the crown, and finally down the length of his shaft until his whole cock was glistening….
“Now, daddy, it’s time for another violation, another cherry of yours to be popped…another nail in your coffin…” she smiled as she stood, lifted her plaid skirt, and hooked her thumbs beneath the elastic of her tiny shorts, letting them drop them the ground….he saw her delicious surprise, but instead of offering it to his mouth as he silently hoped, she placed her hands on his shoulders and straddled him, lowering herself to within inches of his hard shaft…
“I’d bet anything wifey has never once let you try anal, and since you got married so young, there’s a good chance you’ve never had it even once…but today, we fix that…”
“Kaylee, no, please, do NOT do this…do not make m…” - 'his protests grow weaker each time’ she observed as she interrupted his sentence by slipping her tongue into his mouth just as her warm, soft hand gathered his cock and guided it to the opening of her rosebud…“now daddy, I’m gonna go slow…deliciously, sinfully slow…you’ll feel my body wrap itself around yours, like a pussy, only, well, better, inch by incredible inch, I’ll surround you with my warmth and naughty caress…” she purred as she dropped a nearly imperceptible amount, though he could feel his cock pressing just barely beyond the threshold…“Look into my eyes, daddy, I want to watch your reaction as as I lower my perfect, young ass onto your cum-filled cock…”
He felt it…that moment…that event…her body, her perfect, young, impossibly filthy body slipped itself effortlessly around his cockhead…then, just as she described, inch by heavenly inch…deeper…
The reality of the situation was overwhelming…he’s known her less than two weeks, yet her she was, his cock held captive in her body as he looked into her beautiful eyes…he could feel the collision of competing selfs - the moral family man shrieking at him from one shoulder, the other a collection of every filthy fantasy and wet dream he’s had since adolescence…“Yes, daddy, yes, feel how my body embraces yours, feel more and more of your control slipping away with each new inch of cockflesh slipping into me…”
The restraints held fast as she settled completely down onto him, her warm thigh flesh resting on his arms, her perfect cock, now growing harder, resting on his dress shirt and his cock completely buried in her perfect, 'schoolgirl’ ass…then her smile…as cripplingly seductive as ever…“like I said, daddy, mine…” She leaned forward, and practically devoured his mouth with her kiss as she pressed downward slightly with her legs and rose up off his cock…the sensation was mind-altering, the caress along his entire length was entirely different than vaginal, which seemed to focus on one area…She stopped before he withdrew completely, then lowered herself again…He felt her begin to 'ride’ him…he was going to be milked yet again…
The lube was adding to the experience, since it make a soft squishing sound, the sound only sex can make, while it’s slippery lubrication made her body’s caress even more excruciatingly perfect…
She patiently increased speed, with slight grinding on his cock whenever she had him deep inside her…she held his face in her soft warm hands, forcing him to look upwards as she kissed him passionately as her body send wave after wave of pleasure to his brain…
Then he felt a coldness on his stomach and looked down to her beautiful cock not leaking incredible amounts of precum itself, pooling up on his dress shirt and soaking through to his skin…She was rock hard, and she smiled to let him know she loved the game as much or more than he did…Hands on his shoulders now, her pace was slowly increasing…her breathing becoming stronger and her body rode his cock like a piston…all he could do was let it happen, let her body seduce yet another massive load of cum from his balls…
“Now daddy, spray it inside me… let me feel your creamy cum paint my walls, let your cock make it’s offering to your slutty little girls’ power…” she whispered forcefully…resistance wasn’t even a remote possibility, she would have what she asked for…She rose and fell with each pulse of his cock as wave after wave of warm cream exploded from his cock and into her body…She threw her head back and writhed in the ecstasy her victories always triggered…one hand slipped lower, grasping her pulsing cock and with only a few slow, soft strokes, it offered up it’s own reward…spaying his face, neck, tie and shirt with powerful explosions of her cum…it’s was the most incredible thing he’d ever witnessed, stunned at the sheer volume of cream she produced…
As they earthquake slowly subsided, she flipped her head forward again, a heavenly devious smile on her face….She lowered her face to his, and began tracing the tip of her tongue through her cum drops, not really licking them up, but using her tongue to smear them over a greater area…“You gave me every drop, didn’t you, daddy? It’s all inside me now. I took them all, I’ll take them anytime I want, each and every gooey, sticky drop…but it’s OK, cause I can refill you with mine…” she giggled as she slipped her cum-dripping tongue into his mouth…“anytime…”
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