Fucked by a goddess

Naked girl with her hands handcuffed behind her backShe holds my arms behind my back. I’m standing naked, face to the wall. My clothes are on the chair, accurately folded. She doesn’t like mess. Everything should be on place. My place now is next to a switchable glass partition wall with dozens of people behind it. They all do their routine work while I’m standing here naked. Face to the wall.

She’s a partner at a well-known law firm. She’s my boss. I’ve been working for her for three years. We’re at her office. She has a bad day, she argued with her partners in the morning. On her bad days she asks me to come in and switches the glass at her office. Then she asks me to take off my clothes and to stand face to the wall. She restrains my hands with plastic hadcuffs. They are digging into my skin. It hurts. But I’m silent. Not because I’m afraid someone can hear me, I know the room is soundproof. I just don’t want her to think that I can’t handle this job. She’s my boss. I have to obey.

I love that feeling of anticipation before your hands touch the water. I feel the same standing naked and waiting Her to penetrate me with her favourite trophy.

She walks behind her desk. There are a lot of her awards on the shelves. She takes her favourite, in the shape of blindfolded Themis, and comes to me. I make one step to the left, so my legs are spread enough. She puts her trophy between them. The statuette is slowly diving into me. I’m wet, I’m always wet when she does this. I feel Themis’ fist inside. It spreads my lips like divers break the surface tension of the water with their hands. I used to dive. I love that feeling of anticipation before your hands touch the water. I feel the same standing naked and waiting Her to penetrate me with her favourite trophy.

Luckily the statue made in such way that it doesn’t have a lot of protruding parts. The scale unified to her brest. It doesn’t hurt me, but somewhere deep inside breeds a strong feeling of happiness and delight. She sways the statue from side to side in a divine act of pleasure. She never makes a single sound. I don’t know what she feels. I don’t know her thoughts. I never touch her. As far as I can see, she doesn’t touch herself either.

She always starts very slowly and gentle. But at some point she begins to fuck me fast and hard. Like she’s just remembered that there’s a lot of work to do.

I feel my juices running my hips. I feel my vagina ready to explode in the most spectacular orgasm ever.

Right on time. She’s just started to bang me like crazy. I’m so wet that I can hear continuous splashing sound down there. I feel my juices running my hips. I feel my vagina ready to explode in the most spectacular orgasm ever. But I never cum. I need my hands to cum. I need to rub my clit, but my hands are tied behind my back. There’s no way I can reach that desired bump between my legs.

I can’t handle it and I moan. Oh, gosh, I’d never moaned before. I worry what her reaction is going to be. She stops for a second. It’s like she’s just remembered that there’s someone else alive in this room. But as soon as she reconcile this thought, she resumed the speed she fucked me with. Few more hard, really hard, strikes and that’s it, she finished. I don’t know, whether she cums. But she definitely takes the edge off.

She wipes down the statuette and puts it on the shelf. Then she cuts the handcuffs and hands me a paper napkin.

– Go clean yourself up and come back. We got a lot of work to do.

Her voice is calm and nice. The wrinkles on her face smoothed. She’s in a good mood.

I blot my hips and my lips and get dressed very fast. Not because “we got a lot of work to do”, I just want to get to the lady’s room as soon as possible. There I can finish what she started.

I button my blouse and rush out of the room. My pussy is burning, I can’t think of anything else but my desire. I burst into the toilet booth, pull the skirt up, put my hand in my panties and feel the clit. Just a few seconds of rubbing and I cum. I dream of Her as my body is convulsing and the wave of pleasure flows from my vagina to my head and to every part of me.

I look at my watch. It’s been thirty six minutes since I came into Her office. I have to hurry. We got a lot of work to do.

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