Forty-Four

LUSTRE

It was nothing short of a miracle that I was still able to even breathe properly after the rounds and rounds of what couldn't be described as sex but as brutal fucking. He had taken me over and over against his desk, on the floor, against the wall, and even when my limbs had tired out completely, he made me kneel down and he fucked my mouth with absolute and total thoroughness and he came not only in my mouth but all over my tits and body and he had ordered me to suck him dry before ordering me to suck him dry.

"Eat and take care of your body before I call for you next time. I'm going to be using that body a lot and I don't want you fainting on me," he had said in a very gruff and somewhat exhausted voice before leaving him in his bedroom and going to his bathroom.

I needed no soothsayer to tell me that he was done with me for the moment and that I had to leave. I dragged my tired body from the wall that I had slumped against and managed to shrug my hands into my now torn gow