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I smirk. “Sure.”

“Thank you.”

I watch as he opens a desk drawer low down on the right, and observe that it’s already rammed full of used panties. I was right. He’s done this before. Plenty of times.

It feels almost sad to see my panty gag disappear amongst the masses.

He shoves his cock back in his suit trousers and straightens his tie.

“How did your meeting go?” I ask, and he smirks.

“Not as well as usual. You nearly had me.”

“Nearly. Hmm. I’ll try harder next time, hey?” I give him a cheeky wink. “If there is a next time.”

He takes my hand to ease me off his desk, since I’ve been rammed pretty hard.

“There will be a next time,” he says. “Don’t worry about that, Holly Jones. Your name is on the system now. You’ll have clearance to floor twelve whenever I call on it.”

I hope it’ll be soon.

He offers me a handkerchief to wipe my face clean, putting it in the drawer along with the panties once I hand it back.

“Do I look like I’ve been crying for ten hours straight?” I ask, and he shakes his head.

“No. Just a bit red in the face. Your eyeliner held up surprisingly well.”

“I use waterproof.”

“Maybe don’t next time. I’d love to see the wreckage.”

“I’ll be sure to bring a pack of face wipes with me.”

It feels strange saying goodbye. Half business colleague in a posh office, half a stranger who stuffed my panties in my mouth and throat fucked me during a meeting.

“See you again.” That’s all I can say.

“Yes, see you again, Holly. Safe journey home.”

If only he knew where my home was. And if only he knew what tomorrow night’s proposal involved…

It wouldn’t be such a passing comment if he did.

Chapter Five

User 1496. Male. 34.

I’m an exhibitionist. I want to use you against my window, curtains wide open as I press you to the glass and fuck you like a slut. I want you to cry out so loud my neighbours hear you through the wall, and passersby along the path outside get to see you being slammed like a piece of meat. I want to scrawl marker pen over you. I’ll write filth on your tits, and your pussy, and your slutty ass. I’ll call you a dirty, cheap bitch who wants people to see. Who NEEDS people to see. I’ll shout it so they can hear, and you’ll agree with me. You’re going to scream it to the world. Some people might well watch up close, right against the window. They’ll see what a dirty bitch you are. They’ll see just how big a toy a slutty little cunt like yours can take from me.

Anal and pussy. Self-play. Yes. Lots and lots of self-play. Plenty of degradation.

Dress like a cheap, hot little goth bitch, with your tits out from the second you arrive.

Duration: Five hours.

Proposal price: £6000.

This kind of proposal might have scared the crap out of me just a few short months ago. But not now. Holly knows the score.

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