Emma Holmes sat at her desk in the Art gallery office she shared with several other people busying herself with the new ethnic art project she had been given by her boss a couple of days ago. As part of her research she had been looking at African art and in particular body art. As she scrolled through images on her computer screen of many black men and women whose bodies were adorned with various art forms, including tattoos, tribal markings and piercings she found herself mildly aroused by some of the bodies she saw, male and, to her own surprise female, alike and how they were very different to her own and other white bodies she had seen in her life.
As she continued to scroll through and admire the various forms her mind wandered back to several days ago when she had pleasured herself in the very same chair she was now sitting in, whilst watching a video of a young white girl being fucked by a huge black man. Emma Holmes smiled to herself and looked around the office at her co workers and wondered if any of them ever thought of her as anything else than the very prudish and hard working professional girl she portrayed. Her thoughts were suddenly broken by her phone gently vibrating on her desk and on looking at the screen display she saw she had a media message from an unknown number. Assuming it must be work related she opened the message which contained no text, just a video file. She clicked on the file and her blood ran cold.
Emma was thankful that she at least had the volume turned down on her phone, as was the office protocol so there was no sound accompanying the images she was now watching of herself, sitting in the same chair she was currently sitting in, a porn movie playing on her computer and clearly masturbating. Her face wasn’t visible but, even if she hadn’t known when it had been taken there was no mistaking it was her and anyone who knew her would have instantly recognised her rather wild shaggy mane of dark hair as her head rocked back and forth. Emma quickly turned off the video and looked around her office. Confident nobody had noticed she quickly, grabbed her ear buds from her desk drawer, made her way to the bathroom, locked herself in a cubicle, inserted her ear buds and opened up the video file, this time with the volume up.
Now there was absolutely no mistaking the fact is was her as she moaned and gasped her way though her masturbation and brought herself to orgasm. Her brain raced at a thousand miles an hour trying to figure out how this could possibly have happened. She was sure she had been totally alone on that evening when she had done what she was now watching. Emma turned off the video and a tear rolled down her cheek as she tried to figure out who had sent this to her and why, given the fact there had been no text attached to the message. Emma realised there was no way she would be able to find out and all she could do was wait and see if the mysterious sender contacted her so she wiped her face and made her way back to her desk.
Emma continued working through the day, trying not to think about her mystery message or it’s sender and feeling confident that none of her co workers were acting any differently towards her than normal so she was fairly sure it hadn’t been any of them. She also wondered who, if anyone she should or could tell about the video and also what possible explanation she could give if it were ever to leak out. As Emma sat there feeling upset and still confused, she looked at the time and seeing it was almost 5PM she began to pack up her things ready to head home. Just as she was about to leave her office phone rang. She answered it not realising that her day was going to get even worse as she heard the dull tones of Max Holzem, the gallery’s head of security.
“Good afternoon Miss Holmes. Herr Holzem here. I need you to come to my office straight away.” he said in a very stern tone. Emma considered, for a moment telling him that she was just leaving but knew that Max Holzem was a nasty man at best and she didn’t want to risk annoying him so she responded by telling him she would come directly. During the short walk to the building furthest from the one her office was in Emma racked her brains wondering what Max Holzem wanted and why it was so urgent. She had spent nearly all day trying to put the video she received out of her mind that it didn’t occur to her the two things may be connected.
When Emma arrived at Max Holism’s office she knocked on the door expecting to hear him shout “come” so she was surprised when a smiling Max Holzem opened the door and invited her in and thanking her for being so prompt. He allowed Emma to walk past him and gestured for her to take a seat which was set in front of his desk. After he closed the door Emma heard the sound of the door being locked which caused her to turn her head and look towards the door. Max Holzem was still smiling as he told her that the subject he needed to talk to her about was quite sensitive and therefore privacy was critical. When Emma turned her head back towards the desk she also noticed that the shutters on Max Holzem’s office were closed. She settled into her chair and started to feel a little uneasy.
Max Holzem walked around his desk and opened up a laptop, not speaking at all, typed a few keys before looking at Emma directly telling her he needed to show her something which she may find shocking. He then continued to stare at Emma as he span the laptop around so the screen was facing her. When she saw the images on the screen a shiver went up her spine and she felt her heart racing. She was staring at the very same images that she had seen in the video file she had been sent earlier that day. Images of her masturbating whilst viewing a porn movie on her computer. Emma sat, open mouthed, unable to speak, she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her and finally as the realisation of her situation hit her she began to cry.
“Calm down Miss Holmes!” There is no need for tears. Yes this is very serious but I want to understand why you did this and work with you to find a way out that won’t ruin your very promising career.” Emma could see a really sly look in Max Holzem’s eyes as he spoke and when he had finished he asked her to explain herself. Emma thought for a moment and was desperately seeking a rational explanation, even to claim it wasn’t her, however she couldn’t come up with one so she took a deep breath, stifled her tears and told Max the truth.
Max listened intently, occasionally nodding his head as Emma explained all about her ethnic art project and after viewing images of black men and women on numerous websites she had accidentally opened up the video. Once she had seen it she had been unable to stop watching it and had ended up pleasuring herself, believing she was alone. “But you weren’t alone were you Miss Holmes?” Max sneered before he stood up and walked around to the same side of his desk where Emma was sitting.
He put a hand on her shoulder and told her he understood and he would make everything ok causing Emma to look up at him and say “Really?” Max could sense the relief and desperation in Emma’s voice and seized his moment telling Emma that he would indeed make everything right as long as she did exactly as he told her. Emma looked at Max quizzingly and told him she would do anything he asked. “What do I need to do Herr Holzem?” Emma quietly asked.
“As I said Miss Holmes! Exactly as I tell you! But for now I need you to remove your clothes.
Emma stared in disbelief at the instruction and sat rooted to her seat. “Come on! Quickly!” Max barked before telling Emma he had often wondered what her naked body would look like and now he had power over her he was going to see for himself what he desired. Emma began to tremble with fear, feeling sick to her stomach, she wanted to cry but the tears didn’t come. She slowly stood and began to take off her clothes. Emma paused when she was just in her bra and panties and as Max licked his lips he stared at her with his cold dark eyes. “Everything Miss Holmes!” He slowly said with an evil smile. Emma reluctantly removed her bra and panties and stood before Max, trying her best to hide her breasts and pussy with her hands and arms. Max slowly reached up and grasped Emma’s wrists before pulling her arms down by her sides. He then stood admired the dark haired beauty for several minutes, directing her to turn around for him so he could see her ass. Max crooned sighs of pleasure as he admired the dark haired beauty’s wide hips, and broad firm buttocks. Her shapely legs and flat tummy before he finally let his gaze settle on the dark haired beauties large round tits, capped with large dark nipples.
After he had looked over every inch of the lovely Miss Holmes he raised his hands and began to caress Emma’s body. Emma flinched as his first cold clammy hand rested on her shoulder. She wanted to resist but knew it would be futile. Max spent several minutes rubbing his hands all over Emma’s body, stroking her flesh and squeezing her buttocks before he finally cupped her large tits. He felt how heavy and full they were before gently needing them in his hands and pulling on her big nipples. Despite feeling sick Emma’s body reacted to the fondling and her nipples hardened which brought a huge smile to Max’s face.
“OK Miss Holmes. Sit down.” Max commanded. Emma sat in the chair where she had first sat. It was an office chair, almost identical to the one in her office. Max leant forward and clicked a few keys on the laptop. When he had finished Emma saw a video begin. It was the same video she had watched when she had pleasured herself a few days earlier.
“Now Miss Holmes.” Max said as he walked back to his own chair and sat down. “Pleasure yourself as you did the other day.” He commanded. Emma knew she had no choice. She wanted to tell Max that she wouldn’t be able to get aroused but knew he would have just shouted at her and threatened her with being fired. She reclined the chair as far as it would go and, as she had several days earlier she lifted a leg, exposing her pussy and placed a foot on Max’s desk. She stared at the video being played and remembered how arousing it had been to look at the young girls face as she was pounded by the big black man behind her. Slowly Emma cupped her own breast, thumbing her hard nipple as she slid her other hand down between her legs and allowed it to nestle on her pubic mound.
Emma continued to view the video, trying to block out the fact Max was in the room. As she stared into the lustful eyes of the young girl and listened to her moans of pleasure Emma rubbed a single finger up and down the slit of her pussy lips. She gently ran it up and down several times while her eyes took in the hot action on the screen before her, the young girls tits swinging back and forth. Emma squeezed her own large tits and pulled on her nipples. whilst she ran a finger around her clit several times before running her finger back down her pussy slit and gently probing her love hole. Emma gasped with shock as she realised that she was now wet.
Emma couldn’t believe it. How could she be aroused under her current circumstances, being forced to masturbate with Max watching, only doing so in order to keep her job. Despite what she told herself her body and clearly parts of her mind had other ideas. She was clearly aroused and now she wanted to masturbate and get herself off like she had done days earlier. In her excited state she almost forgot about max and she leant back in the chair, listened intently to the screams of pleasure coming from the girl in the video which were now joined by her own little gasps of joy.
Emma could feel her juices flowing as she probed her love hole with her finger and as she loosened off a little she inserted a second finger, in a hook shape, so she could rub her own G spot as she rapidly began to finger herself. Her juices squelched as the thrust back and forth, coating her fingers with her sticky love juice. Her insides tingled and her nipples stung a little as she pulled on them and pinched them hard. Emma had now become oblivious to the fact Max was in the room with her, caught up in her own little pursuit of self pleasure, and was totally ******* that Max had gotten out of his chair and was standing a couple of feet away, rubbing his cock through his pants whilst he recorded the action on his camera phone.
Emma continued to pleasure herself her moans and gasps of pleasure getting louder and quicker, matching the ones she could hear in the video as the girl in it was getting closer to her orgasm. Emma could feel her own pre orgasmic tremors beginning to radiate from her throbbing pussy, gently rolling throughout her whole body. Max has now decided it was time he was part of the action. He had more than enough footage of the beautiful Emma Holmes to have ultimate power over her so he closed down his camera phone, unzipped his pants and freed his throbbing cock from his underwear.
Max stared down at the lovely Emma Holmes, jacking his own cock, as he watched her pleasure herself. Her frantic rubbing of her pussy was making her body tremble and her large tits wobble with the rhythm of her rubbing. Max gently reached a hand down and cupped one of Emma’s magnificent tits in his hand. Emma flinched as she felt his clammy fingers needing her soft and tingling orb of flesh but she was so aroused she didn’t care, if anything it excited her more to know her self pleasuring was being appreciated by someone else as she had often fantasised about masturbating in public.
Max knew the dark beauty was going to put up no resistance and now cupped her other tit. Needing them both, hard, and pulling on her huge bullet hard nipples. Emma let out little squeals of pleasure as he pinched and pulled on her nipples and she moved her, now redundant, hand away from her tits and down to her clit. She began to run her swollen love bud with two fingers, spasms of joy shooting through her body as her orgasm got even closer. Emma rubbed faster and harder, her pussy burning and tightening around her two fingers.
Emma felt the heat radiate through her body, her face flushed and her back arched lifting her heaving tits upwards towards Max’s face. Max couldn’t resist and clamped one of Emma’s rock hard nipples between his teeth and as he bit down on it the lovely Emma Holmes squealed as she felt an orgasmic wave surge through her whole body. Emma’s body shook in the chair as she continued to feel the tremors rumble through her, her pussy had contracted so much it crushed her fingers and forced them from her love hole and she instinctively staged them in her mouth so savour the taste of her own cum.
After a couple of moments Emma began to relax and her breathing began to slow down as she came out of her post orgasmic haze and she became aware that the video she had been watching and listening to had stopped. She opened her eyes and her body shuddered as she stared up at Max Holzem, staring down at her, lust in his cold eyes. Emma allowed her gaze to fall away from his face and stare at Max’s groin. Emma’s eyes widened as they focussed on Max’s hard cock, sticking out from his groin, pointing right at her face. It wasn’t very long, maybe five inches but it was very thick. However what struck her the most was the head. It seemed almost twice as thick as his shaft, almost abnormal, yet amazing. His piss hole was so big she thought she could easily shove a finger into it and it was leaking pre cum in a constant trickle.
“You like my cock Miss Holmes?” Max muttered and before Emma had time to answer he scowled “Suck it.!” Emma knew resistance or refusal was pointless and if she was to be honest with herself she wanted to suck his cock, to feel that huge head filling her little mouth and all that pre cum flowing over her tongue. Her mouth salivated at the thought and she leant forward, initially reaching out a hand to grasp Max’s cock, only for him to swat it away and growl, “I said suck it not rub it.” Emma felt chastised and it turned her on, she had never had anyone speak to her like that during sex and she realised she liked it.
Emma opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the giant head of Max’s cock, his pre cum already filling her mouth. Max pushed his cock deep into her mouth and Emma found her nose pressed against his torso, buried in the thatch of grey curly pubic hair. It smelled of sweat and the acrid odour almost burned her nostrils as she was forced to breath deeply through her nose. Emma felt a mixture of disgust and lust, this man was like a filthy animal, he had hunted his prey and now he was going to enjoy it.
Emma heard Max groan as he gripped her head and began to fuck her little mouth, her full soft lips stretched to their limit around his thick cock.Max pumped his cock into Emma’s mouth hard his fat stomach hitting her in the face every time he pushed forwards and his huge ball bag, the size of an orange hitting her chin.
There was so much pre cum leaking from Max’s cock Emma was sure he was going to cum very soon and found herself wishing for that hot sticky liquid to fill her mouth. However! Max had other ideas and soon pulled his cock from her dripping mouth and ordered her to stand up. Max cleared a little space on his desk and ordered the young beauty to lay down with her bottom close to the edge of the desk. When she was in position Max shuffled forwards, standing between Emma’s raised legs, and said “Do you want me to fuck you Miss Holmes?” Emma could hardly speak and mumbled a “yes” as she nodded her head. “Ask me to Miss Holmes.” Max growled. “And be sure to call me Herr Holzem.”
Emma couldn’t believe her ears. Not only was this brute forcing her to have sex he was getting her to ask for it. Again her emotions were a mixture of rage and arousal. Before she knew it she was uttering the words “Ohhhhh Herr Holzem! Please fuck me. Fill my cunt with your cock.” Max smiled as he shuffled a little further forward and pressed his huge cock head against Emma’s love hole. He rubbed it up and down her soaking slit several times before pressing it against Emma’s love hole again, this time a little firmer. Emma looked up at Max and gently bit her lips as Max pushed forward with his hips.
“Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaavhhhhhhh! Fuck! Shit! Nnnnnnghhhhh!” Emma groaned as Max pushed his fat cock home. His giant cock head spreading Emma’s pussy lips wide before boring into her love tunnel, stretching her pussy walls so much she was convinced she would split in two. “Ooooooohhhhhhh Christ! It hurts! Emma groaned as her pussy strained to accommodate the thick invader. Max grinned as he began to fuck the dark haired beauty, he had considered bending her over the desk but decided he could do that next time. For now he wanted to see her large tits bouncing as he fucked her hard and the look on her face as he took her.
Max began thrusting harder, his hips slamming against the dark beauty’s soft buttocks he fucked her. Emma groaned as each trust stretched her pussy. It hurt and she loved it, especially the way his abnormally huge cock head rubbed her G spot and without prompting this time she begged for more. “Oh Herr Holzem. Fuck me harder. Hurt me!” she begged him.
Max obliged. He admired and loathed the prudish Emma Holmes who thought she was a cut above most other people including him, and now he had her. He pounded her hard and growled. “Rub your fuckin clit. Cum on my fat cock you posh bitch.” Emma felt a huge surge of lust shoot through her body at the way Max had spoken to her and her hand went straight to her clit. She rubbed furiously wanting to obey him, wanting to orgasm with Max’s fat cock stuffed inside her hole. As max fucked her harder Emma’s large tits bounced and he grabbed them, squeezing hard and twisting her hard nipples.
The sight of the young beauty’s face scrunched up was more than Max could take and he unleashed his cum. Hot jets of it spraying Emma’s pussy walls. Emma felt his cock erupting inside her, her pussy felt on fire and her back arched as she felt her orgasm rising up and she came hard, her pussy pulsing and sucking the cum from Max’s cock. For a couple of minutes they remained locked together until Max had drained his balls and Emma’s tremors had subsided. Max quickly withdrew his cock from the dark haired beauty’s pussy and looked down at her. “You can get dressed now Miss Holmes.” Max said very of matter of factly. No emotion in his voice.
Emma stood and dressed in silence, some of Max’s cum leaking from her pussy and down her thighs before she had gotten her panties on properly. Once she was dressed Max Holzem unlocked his office door. He looked at Emma and stared directly into her eyes as he said “Two things Miss Holmes! You will report to me whenever I demand! Yes?” Emma’s blood ran cold as she realised her ordeal wasn't yet over. She nodded at Max and asked what the other thing was, dreading the answer, as if it could be any worse. “ Tonight you will not shower and you will have sex with your boyfriend. It is good he will enter you whilst my cum is inside you I think.” Max said, laughing loudly before he opened the door.
Emma left his office and almost ran to her car. As she sat there driving home she could feel Max’s cum soaking into her panties. There seemed so much of it and she knew there would still be some inside her if she did as Max hd asked and seduced her boyfriend that night. How could she live with herself she thought as tears welled up.
To be continued……
As she continued to scroll through and admire the various forms her mind wandered back to several days ago when she had pleasured herself in the very same chair she was now sitting in, whilst watching a video of a young white girl being fucked by a huge black man. Emma Holmes smiled to herself and looked around the office at her co workers and wondered if any of them ever thought of her as anything else than the very prudish and hard working professional girl she portrayed. Her thoughts were suddenly broken by her phone gently vibrating on her desk and on looking at the screen display she saw she had a media message from an unknown number. Assuming it must be work related she opened the message which contained no text, just a video file. She clicked on the file and her blood ran cold.
Emma was thankful that she at least had the volume turned down on her phone, as was the office protocol so there was no sound accompanying the images she was now watching of herself, sitting in the same chair she was currently sitting in, a porn movie playing on her computer and clearly masturbating. Her face wasn’t visible but, even if she hadn’t known when it had been taken there was no mistaking it was her and anyone who knew her would have instantly recognised her rather wild shaggy mane of dark hair as her head rocked back and forth. Emma quickly turned off the video and looked around her office. Confident nobody had noticed she quickly, grabbed her ear buds from her desk drawer, made her way to the bathroom, locked herself in a cubicle, inserted her ear buds and opened up the video file, this time with the volume up.
Now there was absolutely no mistaking the fact is was her as she moaned and gasped her way though her masturbation and brought herself to orgasm. Her brain raced at a thousand miles an hour trying to figure out how this could possibly have happened. She was sure she had been totally alone on that evening when she had done what she was now watching. Emma turned off the video and a tear rolled down her cheek as she tried to figure out who had sent this to her and why, given the fact there had been no text attached to the message. Emma realised there was no way she would be able to find out and all she could do was wait and see if the mysterious sender contacted her so she wiped her face and made her way back to her desk.
Emma continued working through the day, trying not to think about her mystery message or it’s sender and feeling confident that none of her co workers were acting any differently towards her than normal so she was fairly sure it hadn’t been any of them. She also wondered who, if anyone she should or could tell about the video and also what possible explanation she could give if it were ever to leak out. As Emma sat there feeling upset and still confused, she looked at the time and seeing it was almost 5PM she began to pack up her things ready to head home. Just as she was about to leave her office phone rang. She answered it not realising that her day was going to get even worse as she heard the dull tones of Max Holzem, the gallery’s head of security.
“Good afternoon Miss Holmes. Herr Holzem here. I need you to come to my office straight away.” he said in a very stern tone. Emma considered, for a moment telling him that she was just leaving but knew that Max Holzem was a nasty man at best and she didn’t want to risk annoying him so she responded by telling him she would come directly. During the short walk to the building furthest from the one her office was in Emma racked her brains wondering what Max Holzem wanted and why it was so urgent. She had spent nearly all day trying to put the video she received out of her mind that it didn’t occur to her the two things may be connected.
When Emma arrived at Max Holism’s office she knocked on the door expecting to hear him shout “come” so she was surprised when a smiling Max Holzem opened the door and invited her in and thanking her for being so prompt. He allowed Emma to walk past him and gestured for her to take a seat which was set in front of his desk. After he closed the door Emma heard the sound of the door being locked which caused her to turn her head and look towards the door. Max Holzem was still smiling as he told her that the subject he needed to talk to her about was quite sensitive and therefore privacy was critical. When Emma turned her head back towards the desk she also noticed that the shutters on Max Holzem’s office were closed. She settled into her chair and started to feel a little uneasy.
Max Holzem walked around his desk and opened up a laptop, not speaking at all, typed a few keys before looking at Emma directly telling her he needed to show her something which she may find shocking. He then continued to stare at Emma as he span the laptop around so the screen was facing her. When she saw the images on the screen a shiver went up her spine and she felt her heart racing. She was staring at the very same images that she had seen in the video file she had been sent earlier that day. Images of her masturbating whilst viewing a porn movie on her computer. Emma sat, open mouthed, unable to speak, she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her and finally as the realisation of her situation hit her she began to cry.
“Calm down Miss Holmes!” There is no need for tears. Yes this is very serious but I want to understand why you did this and work with you to find a way out that won’t ruin your very promising career.” Emma could see a really sly look in Max Holzem’s eyes as he spoke and when he had finished he asked her to explain herself. Emma thought for a moment and was desperately seeking a rational explanation, even to claim it wasn’t her, however she couldn’t come up with one so she took a deep breath, stifled her tears and told Max the truth.
Max listened intently, occasionally nodding his head as Emma explained all about her ethnic art project and after viewing images of black men and women on numerous websites she had accidentally opened up the video. Once she had seen it she had been unable to stop watching it and had ended up pleasuring herself, believing she was alone. “But you weren’t alone were you Miss Holmes?” Max sneered before he stood up and walked around to the same side of his desk where Emma was sitting.
He put a hand on her shoulder and told her he understood and he would make everything ok causing Emma to look up at him and say “Really?” Max could sense the relief and desperation in Emma’s voice and seized his moment telling Emma that he would indeed make everything right as long as she did exactly as he told her. Emma looked at Max quizzingly and told him she would do anything he asked. “What do I need to do Herr Holzem?” Emma quietly asked.
“As I said Miss Holmes! Exactly as I tell you! But for now I need you to remove your clothes.
Emma stared in disbelief at the instruction and sat rooted to her seat. “Come on! Quickly!” Max barked before telling Emma he had often wondered what her naked body would look like and now he had power over her he was going to see for himself what he desired. Emma began to tremble with fear, feeling sick to her stomach, she wanted to cry but the tears didn’t come. She slowly stood and began to take off her clothes. Emma paused when she was just in her bra and panties and as Max licked his lips he stared at her with his cold dark eyes. “Everything Miss Holmes!” He slowly said with an evil smile. Emma reluctantly removed her bra and panties and stood before Max, trying her best to hide her breasts and pussy with her hands and arms. Max slowly reached up and grasped Emma’s wrists before pulling her arms down by her sides. He then stood admired the dark haired beauty for several minutes, directing her to turn around for him so he could see her ass. Max crooned sighs of pleasure as he admired the dark haired beauty’s wide hips, and broad firm buttocks. Her shapely legs and flat tummy before he finally let his gaze settle on the dark haired beauties large round tits, capped with large dark nipples.
After he had looked over every inch of the lovely Miss Holmes he raised his hands and began to caress Emma’s body. Emma flinched as his first cold clammy hand rested on her shoulder. She wanted to resist but knew it would be futile. Max spent several minutes rubbing his hands all over Emma’s body, stroking her flesh and squeezing her buttocks before he finally cupped her large tits. He felt how heavy and full they were before gently needing them in his hands and pulling on her big nipples. Despite feeling sick Emma’s body reacted to the fondling and her nipples hardened which brought a huge smile to Max’s face.
“OK Miss Holmes. Sit down.” Max commanded. Emma sat in the chair where she had first sat. It was an office chair, almost identical to the one in her office. Max leant forward and clicked a few keys on the laptop. When he had finished Emma saw a video begin. It was the same video she had watched when she had pleasured herself a few days earlier.
“Now Miss Holmes.” Max said as he walked back to his own chair and sat down. “Pleasure yourself as you did the other day.” He commanded. Emma knew she had no choice. She wanted to tell Max that she wouldn’t be able to get aroused but knew he would have just shouted at her and threatened her with being fired. She reclined the chair as far as it would go and, as she had several days earlier she lifted a leg, exposing her pussy and placed a foot on Max’s desk. She stared at the video being played and remembered how arousing it had been to look at the young girls face as she was pounded by the big black man behind her. Slowly Emma cupped her own breast, thumbing her hard nipple as she slid her other hand down between her legs and allowed it to nestle on her pubic mound.
Emma continued to view the video, trying to block out the fact Max was in the room. As she stared into the lustful eyes of the young girl and listened to her moans of pleasure Emma rubbed a single finger up and down the slit of her pussy lips. She gently ran it up and down several times while her eyes took in the hot action on the screen before her, the young girls tits swinging back and forth. Emma squeezed her own large tits and pulled on her nipples. whilst she ran a finger around her clit several times before running her finger back down her pussy slit and gently probing her love hole. Emma gasped with shock as she realised that she was now wet.
Emma couldn’t believe it. How could she be aroused under her current circumstances, being forced to masturbate with Max watching, only doing so in order to keep her job. Despite what she told herself her body and clearly parts of her mind had other ideas. She was clearly aroused and now she wanted to masturbate and get herself off like she had done days earlier. In her excited state she almost forgot about max and she leant back in the chair, listened intently to the screams of pleasure coming from the girl in the video which were now joined by her own little gasps of joy.
Emma could feel her juices flowing as she probed her love hole with her finger and as she loosened off a little she inserted a second finger, in a hook shape, so she could rub her own G spot as she rapidly began to finger herself. Her juices squelched as the thrust back and forth, coating her fingers with her sticky love juice. Her insides tingled and her nipples stung a little as she pulled on them and pinched them hard. Emma had now become oblivious to the fact Max was in the room with her, caught up in her own little pursuit of self pleasure, and was totally ******* that Max had gotten out of his chair and was standing a couple of feet away, rubbing his cock through his pants whilst he recorded the action on his camera phone.
Emma continued to pleasure herself her moans and gasps of pleasure getting louder and quicker, matching the ones she could hear in the video as the girl in it was getting closer to her orgasm. Emma could feel her own pre orgasmic tremors beginning to radiate from her throbbing pussy, gently rolling throughout her whole body. Max has now decided it was time he was part of the action. He had more than enough footage of the beautiful Emma Holmes to have ultimate power over her so he closed down his camera phone, unzipped his pants and freed his throbbing cock from his underwear.
Max stared down at the lovely Emma Holmes, jacking his own cock, as he watched her pleasure herself. Her frantic rubbing of her pussy was making her body tremble and her large tits wobble with the rhythm of her rubbing. Max gently reached a hand down and cupped one of Emma’s magnificent tits in his hand. Emma flinched as she felt his clammy fingers needing her soft and tingling orb of flesh but she was so aroused she didn’t care, if anything it excited her more to know her self pleasuring was being appreciated by someone else as she had often fantasised about masturbating in public.
Max knew the dark beauty was going to put up no resistance and now cupped her other tit. Needing them both, hard, and pulling on her huge bullet hard nipples. Emma let out little squeals of pleasure as he pinched and pulled on her nipples and she moved her, now redundant, hand away from her tits and down to her clit. She began to run her swollen love bud with two fingers, spasms of joy shooting through her body as her orgasm got even closer. Emma rubbed faster and harder, her pussy burning and tightening around her two fingers.
Emma felt the heat radiate through her body, her face flushed and her back arched lifting her heaving tits upwards towards Max’s face. Max couldn’t resist and clamped one of Emma’s rock hard nipples between his teeth and as he bit down on it the lovely Emma Holmes squealed as she felt an orgasmic wave surge through her whole body. Emma’s body shook in the chair as she continued to feel the tremors rumble through her, her pussy had contracted so much it crushed her fingers and forced them from her love hole and she instinctively staged them in her mouth so savour the taste of her own cum.
After a couple of moments Emma began to relax and her breathing began to slow down as she came out of her post orgasmic haze and she became aware that the video she had been watching and listening to had stopped. She opened her eyes and her body shuddered as she stared up at Max Holzem, staring down at her, lust in his cold eyes. Emma allowed her gaze to fall away from his face and stare at Max’s groin. Emma’s eyes widened as they focussed on Max’s hard cock, sticking out from his groin, pointing right at her face. It wasn’t very long, maybe five inches but it was very thick. However what struck her the most was the head. It seemed almost twice as thick as his shaft, almost abnormal, yet amazing. His piss hole was so big she thought she could easily shove a finger into it and it was leaking pre cum in a constant trickle.
“You like my cock Miss Holmes?” Max muttered and before Emma had time to answer he scowled “Suck it.!” Emma knew resistance or refusal was pointless and if she was to be honest with herself she wanted to suck his cock, to feel that huge head filling her little mouth and all that pre cum flowing over her tongue. Her mouth salivated at the thought and she leant forward, initially reaching out a hand to grasp Max’s cock, only for him to swat it away and growl, “I said suck it not rub it.” Emma felt chastised and it turned her on, she had never had anyone speak to her like that during sex and she realised she liked it.
Emma opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the giant head of Max’s cock, his pre cum already filling her mouth. Max pushed his cock deep into her mouth and Emma found her nose pressed against his torso, buried in the thatch of grey curly pubic hair. It smelled of sweat and the acrid odour almost burned her nostrils as she was forced to breath deeply through her nose. Emma felt a mixture of disgust and lust, this man was like a filthy animal, he had hunted his prey and now he was going to enjoy it.
Emma heard Max groan as he gripped her head and began to fuck her little mouth, her full soft lips stretched to their limit around his thick cock.Max pumped his cock into Emma’s mouth hard his fat stomach hitting her in the face every time he pushed forwards and his huge ball bag, the size of an orange hitting her chin.
There was so much pre cum leaking from Max’s cock Emma was sure he was going to cum very soon and found herself wishing for that hot sticky liquid to fill her mouth. However! Max had other ideas and soon pulled his cock from her dripping mouth and ordered her to stand up. Max cleared a little space on his desk and ordered the young beauty to lay down with her bottom close to the edge of the desk. When she was in position Max shuffled forwards, standing between Emma’s raised legs, and said “Do you want me to fuck you Miss Holmes?” Emma could hardly speak and mumbled a “yes” as she nodded her head. “Ask me to Miss Holmes.” Max growled. “And be sure to call me Herr Holzem.”
Emma couldn’t believe her ears. Not only was this brute forcing her to have sex he was getting her to ask for it. Again her emotions were a mixture of rage and arousal. Before she knew it she was uttering the words “Ohhhhh Herr Holzem! Please fuck me. Fill my cunt with your cock.” Max smiled as he shuffled a little further forward and pressed his huge cock head against Emma’s love hole. He rubbed it up and down her soaking slit several times before pressing it against Emma’s love hole again, this time a little firmer. Emma looked up at Max and gently bit her lips as Max pushed forward with his hips.
“Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaavhhhhhhh! Fuck! Shit! Nnnnnnghhhhh!” Emma groaned as Max pushed his fat cock home. His giant cock head spreading Emma’s pussy lips wide before boring into her love tunnel, stretching her pussy walls so much she was convinced she would split in two. “Ooooooohhhhhhh Christ! It hurts! Emma groaned as her pussy strained to accommodate the thick invader. Max grinned as he began to fuck the dark haired beauty, he had considered bending her over the desk but decided he could do that next time. For now he wanted to see her large tits bouncing as he fucked her hard and the look on her face as he took her.
Max began thrusting harder, his hips slamming against the dark beauty’s soft buttocks he fucked her. Emma groaned as each trust stretched her pussy. It hurt and she loved it, especially the way his abnormally huge cock head rubbed her G spot and without prompting this time she begged for more. “Oh Herr Holzem. Fuck me harder. Hurt me!” she begged him.
Max obliged. He admired and loathed the prudish Emma Holmes who thought she was a cut above most other people including him, and now he had her. He pounded her hard and growled. “Rub your fuckin clit. Cum on my fat cock you posh bitch.” Emma felt a huge surge of lust shoot through her body at the way Max had spoken to her and her hand went straight to her clit. She rubbed furiously wanting to obey him, wanting to orgasm with Max’s fat cock stuffed inside her hole. As max fucked her harder Emma’s large tits bounced and he grabbed them, squeezing hard and twisting her hard nipples.
The sight of the young beauty’s face scrunched up was more than Max could take and he unleashed his cum. Hot jets of it spraying Emma’s pussy walls. Emma felt his cock erupting inside her, her pussy felt on fire and her back arched as she felt her orgasm rising up and she came hard, her pussy pulsing and sucking the cum from Max’s cock. For a couple of minutes they remained locked together until Max had drained his balls and Emma’s tremors had subsided. Max quickly withdrew his cock from the dark haired beauty’s pussy and looked down at her. “You can get dressed now Miss Holmes.” Max said very of matter of factly. No emotion in his voice.
Emma stood and dressed in silence, some of Max’s cum leaking from her pussy and down her thighs before she had gotten her panties on properly. Once she was dressed Max Holzem unlocked his office door. He looked at Emma and stared directly into her eyes as he said “Two things Miss Holmes! You will report to me whenever I demand! Yes?” Emma’s blood ran cold as she realised her ordeal wasn't yet over. She nodded at Max and asked what the other thing was, dreading the answer, as if it could be any worse. “ Tonight you will not shower and you will have sex with your boyfriend. It is good he will enter you whilst my cum is inside you I think.” Max said, laughing loudly before he opened the door.
Emma left his office and almost ran to her car. As she sat there driving home she could feel Max’s cum soaking into her panties. There seemed so much of it and she knew there would still be some inside her if she did as Max hd asked and seduced her boyfriend that night. How could she live with herself she thought as tears welled up.
To be continued……
