office bondage by stHell66

(d/s, humilation, m/f, incest)

A dirtier version of "the secretary"

I'm in pain cloths pins on my nipples and one on my clit, rubbing against my master's desk, as he rubs his cock between my bare buttocks. He grabs my hair and curses at me, "STUPID CUNT."

As he cums on my back side. "Get dressed Mr Jones is waiting."

He zips up his pants and straighten up his clothes ready for his client. I rush, knowing never to wipe his cum off. I quickly put on my black skirt, and my silk skirt that my Master brought me. I hope the client doesn't notice the wet spot on the small of my back.

I'm life changed since I got this job, ever much, “it's” not my life any more “it ‘s” his, and how he wants “ it “ to be, a self-loathing pain-bitch-never allowed a fuck nor to cum.

the beginning

How did it start: I think I'm a masochist. I’m quite the shy people, introverted, long curly red hair, that I don’t take care of. Big glasses that cover my blue eyes, I’m a little over weigh, but I really don’t have anyone to look good for. I was in my room cutting my thighs, this time deep cuts. I could feel the blood ooze down my thighs as mother knocked at the door, she told me that Brad was coming to our Thanksgiving dinner to make another plate for him.

Brad Tallski is my 2nd cousin, on my dads side, I haven't seen him in 2 yrs. His side of the family was pretty well off, Brad was had his own law practice. He was quite ambitious, at such a young age he two years younger than me, but he was the one that graduated college, I didn't even finish high-school, because the boyfriend and I had a idea about going to Hollywood and being stars, but on our way we got in a fight and I had to call daddy to come pick me up. I was called the lost lamb, with no direction, even my young brother David had direction and was getting good grades. Mother wanted me to dress up and even take a shower. I didn't know why, Brad was married and he is my cousin. Yes hygiene isn't the top of my list, mainly because of my depression. During the thanksgiving meal Brad offered me a job to assist him at his office, to be his secretary, actually I would work thru a temp agency that he work thru. He couldn't pay me very much, but my parents and I was happy to get out of the house.

I was such a mess, I hadn’t had a job in two yrs, I was little depressed, I hope that this job would do the trick. I suffer fm seizures, I hate them I feel my brain slowly being destroyed ea time i have a seizure. I’m afraid that i m going to be a stupid bimbo having to live at home all my life. The new job made me feel good about myself i didn’t even cut myself the whole weekend.

I worn my white church dress it was the only thing clean that liked professional for a Law office. I showed up at 7:30 am at directed, but the doors was locked, i really wanted the job, so i decided to clean the front of the office there was a broom outside and started to sweep. It was after 8am when i finished decided to wait till 9am to take the bus home.

Around 8:45 Brad shows up, "Sara come in." he opened the door for me.

"I have a list of duties to start you off, you can type huh?"

"Yes sir."

I had a stack of reports that i had to caught up to, he had been without a secretary since Monday, and none of the temps in the temp agency were available. He was kind of stuck with me, I was horrible, he brought me back to his office ea hour telling me to re-type a paper or two because of my errors. At the end of the day i was afraid that he was going to fire me. But no He led me out he showed me a key he put it under a mate, "Get here 7:30 am, sweep the entrance like you did today, then clean the office get it ready for me to work, make some coffee, your going to need it. I want you to focus a little harder, I know your not use to working so hard, esp. a 10 hr stretch, ...before you get home get a professional dress." he handed me $80.

"this is too much."

"See Mata Sanchez at Givens(a local dept. store) she'll fix you up, if its more than $80, she'll charge it to my acc't. She knows me esp. my wife, do it tonight." as he got in his Mercedes.

i had mother take me to the store, I didn’t get there till 9pm. I was so tired i wanted to hurry up and go to bed, i usual went to bed around 9:30, and after my first day at wk, I was exhausted. I meet Mata in the women's wear, she was very pretty. Long black hair, in her 20's, very sophistated, long legs, black leather skirt and white blouse and 4ins heels.

"Oh your Sara, Bradley told me that you were coming, I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry."

She picked out this black skirt "So your Bradley's new secretary?" she tapped the floor looking at me.

"yes im his 2nd cousin."

"OH good, you know Bradley." she laughed.

"Brad is married?"

"Yes darling but you know men." shoving another skirt for me to wear.

The silk blouse felt so good against my skin. Mata showed me a silk bra, but I didn’t want to go over the $80. The skirt, nice so smooth, she wanted me to get this other skirt but it was $80 its self, and no way to the shoes, the only pr that we liked was over $80 too. I took the earlier bus to make sure that I was there before 7:30, I started sweeping the outside then started the coffee, I poured me a cup. I felt good all dressed up. I cleaned his office it was such a mess then started on my stack which wasn’t getting any smaller. Brad showed up around 9:30, I wanted to talk to him thx him for the cloths but he was busy talking on the phone.

The intercom "Ms Brown coffee, 3sugars, cup of milk." then click.

I tried to use the intercom to speak to him but it didn’t work. I knocked at the door, didn’t hear a "come in" or "enter", but nothing i waited 2 mins and opened the door quietly.

He was reading his reports as I put down the coffee tray, "Ms Brown next time wait for my permission." without looking up he handed me a stack of reports that I just did "proofread, I saw a few mistakes, redo the errors and come back hurry most of those reports a have to have in court at 2."

"yes sir sorry." I meekly walked away. His dominate was amazing, he controlled me, i feel like a little girl around him.

At 1pm, I had finished all the mistakes, but I only saw one. I knocked at the door and waited and waited.. after 10mins i knocked again.

"Come in. You need to only knock once, my reports." he looked at my $10 1in common-mart shoes, "What I told you to get shoes and new cloths."

"The shoes that Mata picked out was $80 themselves, plus they were 4ins heels I cant walk in them."

"Finish your stack, don’t leave till you finish the stack then go back to Givens and get the shoes, and a good pr of stockings. You are my secretary you represent me then a client comes in. If your high class they accept high class work, if your low-class, they will think I do low class work, its important that you look a certain way." He take my glasses "Do you really need theses?"

"Yes sir." I meekly said.

"Try to finish the reports without the glasses." as he took them.

"Sir sir." I tried to get him, but ignored me starting a call on his cell phone.

I had to finish my reports without my glasses. I’m vision is ok without them, but for reading driving or typing i really needed them. It was 8pm when I finished the stack, I proofread ea line making sure that I didn’t make a error, my eyes were shot. I called mother to pick me up and take me to Givens again.

The next day in the afternoon, I was finishing the reports that he wanted to reword some phases that i just did the night before. I had to go to his office to pick-up the stack, with the new 4in high heels it was hard, I thought I was going to twist my ankle. Mata came in as I left the office, she just knocked and went in and shut the door. I Started on my work when I hear Mata moaning and making sex sounds. I was glad that there was no clients wanting. I didn’t know what to do, I started to like Brad, even though he was strict with me, but I think i need that rt now, esp. with a new job, it keeps me focus. I had a feeling that Him and Mata had a thing! but he is married, even though I don’t know Angelita, how could he do that. I didn’t want to quit but i shouldn't work for a guy like him. I was depressed, I sneaked into the bathroom and rammed my brush handle into my cunt. I pinched my nipples, i imaged Brad squeezing my nipples as I sucked his cock. I grabbed my pocket knife, just in this case do i have one. And cut under my breast. After I came I placed tissue in my bra to stop the bleeding and not to ruin my pretty blouse. It was the end of the week and received my first check $200 with another $80 attached note "Cloth expense, use all your money for cloths-Have Mata help you"

I really needed the money, I had a credit card that I own on, i wanted to get a car and probably move out, this was a start. I didn’t want to go to Mata again, I thought she was a whore sleeping with a married man. I decided to let it blow-over, he was a man he deserve to have a little fun, if its cheating on his wife, its his lost if she leaves him.

The next day, Brad was in the office, his wife walked in "please tell Brad that his WIFE is here.ANgelita Tallski, your the new secretary?"

"Yes ma'am.. His 2nd cousin Sara."

"Oh, much prettier then the last few ones... hurry." waving her hand like i was a maid or something.

I knocked at the door, waited for a response. I put my ear to the door "He hates if I interrupt him" smiling at Angelita.

After 5 mins "Come in."

Angelita came in with me. He kissed her as he pushed me out, "schedule a lunch at 1pm at The Edge Tavern."

It was 6pm the inter-com "Come in Ms Brown."

I walked in and saw him looking at his cr screen. He turned it around for me to see, it was me in the bathroom.

I was mad, he stood up "let me see your wrist" as he grabbed my wrist "If your going to continue working, I have some new rules. This stuff could get you in big trouble, you know I could put you in jail for yrs? Sex acts in a public restroom."

I wanted to say something but his dominate and my self-loathing side took over, I cried when i should of been mad "sorry", i could believe i was sorry, he invaded my privacy. He let me out, He handed me a letter he ordered me to open when I got home and not before. As a masochist, i really wanted to be dominated. My thoughts were on my wicked clit that throb, how i would luv to be controlled. It was my most horniest on the bus on the way home, thinking of him controlling me. I wanted to open the letter, but I promised “till I get home”

I rushed into my room , took off my fancy business cloth and started to open the letter:

the Letter:

I saw the masochist in you, if you want to continue, you need to buy a riding crop and bring it to work. Take the day off if you need to. Please have the respect of leaving a message if you can't go back to work, so I may find someone else to replace you. You cannot continue to work without the riding crop. You have a couple of days to think about it (Being Thursday night that I was given the letter).

it was typed up no signature, and their was one rules. I took the day off, thinking about it, all my fantasies of have a Master to control me, even those he was married and my 2nd cousin, and I knew he had another lover. But his dominate, his command, my need to feel pain. I cut myself all weekend, dreaming about what he would make me do. I came ea night thinking about it, I wanted to be strong and say "no", and if i knew what it was all about i probably should of, but no it would be "yes".

I showed up 7:30am sweeping the front, then cleaning the office, I had a huge stack of reports and papers on my desk. I made a cup of coffee, looked at the schedule, no clients till 2pm. I cleaned his office. And waited bent over his desk, bearing my bare ass, with my beautiful black skirt up and just a thong with the crop on my back with a blindfold on. I wanted to start the reports but I wanted to show him that i wanted to be his slut. He unlocked the backdoor that went to his office directly.

He smiled "so you decided huh?" I heard his shoes tapping toward me.

"yes SIR" i said in a meek soft vox.

I heard him taking off his pants, the buckle then his zipper. He picked up the crop, he tested it, swing in the air, making a "swat" sound out of it. Then he petted my bare bottom with his cold hands.

"are you sure little cunt, I wont treat you with any respect, and if you noticed I can be a bastard sometimes."

I giggles, as me teased me "sometimes?"

"WANK WANK!!" without a warning.

I screamed, almost jumped off the desk. He grabbed my hair roughly, rubbed his prick against my face, between my lips.

"open up cunt." as he yanked on my hair and rammed his cock in my slut mouth.

I devoured his cock, "Don’t bite slut, let's see how much control you have."

"WANK WANK!!" rt on my bare bottom.

I wanted to control it, not to bite his huge mightily cock. He forced his cock down my throat making me gag.

"TAKE IT DOWN CUNT!, down your throat, I'll let you breath as I cum on your face bitch!" he continue to yank on my long red hair.

He pulled his cock out of my greedy mouth, pulled the blindfold off. "I like to see a bitch's eyes as I cum on their face."

I saw his cum squirt fm his bulbous head, white jism over my face, I had to close my eyes as he covered all my face. Then he smeared his cum over my lips eye lids my checks.

"much better, don’t wipe your face cunt, my first client doesn’t come in till after lunch." as he cleaned his cock with tissue, and put his cock back into his pants.

"open up cunt" as he stuff the tissue in my mouth.” some desert... " he zipped up his pants "you can suck on it till lunch." he sit down started to look at his work for today.

I sit up, not really satisfied, throbbing wanting to cum. "want to finish me up?"

"hhmmm.. get on the floor crawl over.." as he turned his chair around that it wasn’t under the desk.

"Remove my shoes and socks, you can hump my left foot." as he grabbed my hair again "Do it cunt, cum on my foot like a whore that you are."

He grabbed my breast thru the bra and blouse and squeezed "cum bitch cum."

I rubbed myself like a stupid cunt did wanting to cum. I kept my hands behind me, enjoying my favorite bondage fantasy. I creamed on his foot.

"lick it off cunt.. then put my sock and shoe back on." which i did.

"Make me a cup of coffee and then get back to work, you have alot of work in front of you, since you needed the day off."

Things changed quickly I wasn’t allowed to use and bathroom till i finished my work, and I had beg, get on my knees and beg to borrow the key, and i couldn’t lock it. He liked to see me pee, I even had to make sure that i kept my legs open to the hidden camera. Or he just watched me pee. No lunch break,esp to suck on his cock, he let me eat any scraps he had after his lunch break. I ate it on the floor without using my hands, just like a dog. He changed my name to "missy" even given a name badge with the name. I had to beg for punishment at the end of the day for my errors. He let me hump his foot or the desk as he whipped me. I was lost in his power, he controlled me easily.

PArt2:

2months later:

Things had changed, i had no rights, everything in my life i had to get permission to go. One of the first things is some marks of ownership, he made me appointment to a tattoo/piercing parlor the following Friday.

I was totally his whore, i had his piercing, his tattoo of ownership. I did anything that he wanted. I hurry to finish my reports, It's such a huge stack of reports he have me today, but they have to be done before I'm allow any privileges, like going to the bathroom or getting something to eat or drink. The bathroom is locked, and I have to do my reports before I get the key. Of course it's open for any of the clients.

I hook myself back to my chair. I have to clip these wires to my metal of my pierced clit and pissflaps, they are contacted to my moose pad, each time I press my moose pad to correct a error, I receive shock. The level in the morning is pretty low, but the more I use the moose bottom, the great the shock and duration. If I haven't used the moose pad in a hour the shock goes down. If he caught me not using the moose pad to correct my error, I could lose my job- god forbid.

"missy come in the office."

"Yes Sir Mr. Tallski." I unclip my sex and run into the office.

Missy isn't my real name, it's the name that he named me, He said he knew of a stupid bitch in school by that name, that he hated, it was my new name that he could bully me around. His office was plush, his office imported wood, his chair, plush Italian leather, that I knew I should never sat. But I do have to lick clean each evening before I leave and then polish it.

"Show Mr. Jones out, give him your cell phone #."

I walk Mr. Jones out, as Mr. Jones slaps my bottom, and gave him my cell phone #. Later I would have to meet him at his hotel room, for a fuck. He was the last client for the day, I automatically strip and start crawling like a good bitch. I clip myself back into the chair and start on my work, and wait for my Master orders.

"Missy in!"

I quickly unclip myself and crawl into his office, on my bruises knees. My knees are just inches from the computer desk top, if I cross or lift my knees I bang them.

"Toilet open your cunt mouth."

He rows his chair to the side, but stays seated, I unzip his pants and get his cock in my mouth, taking to make a good seal. Oh the punishment of getting piss on his pants-10 strokes of the cane on my clit, and I loss of pee privileges for a whole day. I glue my mouth around his massive 10in cock, he starts pissing right always. He tells me of my duties for tonight, that I will take the bus home, take a shower and shave and then walk to his hotel and wait in the lobby and wait for his call. I keep his urine in my mouth waiting for him to say "shallow", but instead he gets up and grabs a ashtray.

"After lunch I told you to clean the office, but I see that the ashtray is full, why?"

I really don't say a thing, cause I'm stupid and forgot ,and my mouth is full of urine.

"Do you think you should be punished for forgetting stupid cunt? shallow."

"I want you to light each cigarette start smoke each one of them, put all of them in your mouth. Then I take one at time, burn your dirty clit with them."

I lite all five of the cigarettes, 2 of them not much of a butt left, but 2 still with a good butt. I puffed on all 5 cigarettes and coughed, I don't smoke, as he made me seat on his beautiful desk and spread my piss flaps for him. He pinched and twisted my clit making me squirm. I saw and looked at his hard-on ,like a good cock worshipper does, as he took off one the cigarettes from my mouth.

"Yes yes stupid cunt keep your eyes on my cock and your piss flaps spread, this could hurt." as he pressed the first cigarette against my clit.

I couldn't help it "AAAHHHHHH" a screamed, I hoped he wouldn't be mad at me, but it hurt soooo much.

"Lite it again there is still more butt to light and to BURN your dirty clit." as he grabbed the second cigarette.

He continue to burn my clit and vagina,"this one should hurt tonight. it going to be right on the opening of your cum hole, it time he thrust in and out of your dirty cumhole it's going to hurt."

He continued till I begged that he showed me mercy.

"OK stupid cunt , after your shower, put some make-up on your clit, I don't think he wants to see a burnt dirty clit." as he pushes me to my knees to where my face was just under his glorious cock.

Without a word I knew my job requirements, I started sucking on his hard staff. He grabbed his handily riding crop and started spanking my bottom.

"I really shouldn't get to rough on you, but redden that ass enough to let Mr. Jones know that you like it rough."

"WHACK WHACK!!!"

"I want you to call my wife, tell her I have a important meeting tonight. And then call Mata to meet me at LA steak house at 7pm." He said skull fucking me.

HE grabbed my hair popped his cock out of my hungry mouth and came on my face, like a Master should. I walked to the bus stop with cum on my face, I had a smile on my face from being used by my master. Fortunely the cum diluted before I made it to the bus stop.

I really don't mind being his whore, if it helps out my Master. I always imagine the clients as my Master fucking me. Plus it gives me a break from my typical duties in my apartment waiting for his e-mails to command me. But it's forbidden taboo, I know I should never feel his cock inside me. He said that was cheating on his wife or his mistress if he had sex with me, my lot in life is to be cummed on, not cummed in. I always would like to know how it felt to have his 10 in cock inside me, but I knew it will never be.

I'm only given to clients that he can make a pretty good profit defeating him. My Master were mostly men, if he take a women client (it is to screw her up). Me also takes a female client if he gets a payoff from the other men client, like in a divorce statement. Oh He's good- many of his clients belong to the male supremacy group that he belongs to.

I don't have to wait as Mr. Jones calls me when I get to the hotel, I ran to the hotel in my "fuck me" fetish high heels, with my hair still wet from the shower. NO panties nor bra, I won't need them tonight. I find the room # and knock at the door.

He greets me with the nice guy route, offers me some wine.

I ask if I can use the bathroom, I forgot to lube my cumhole and my ass for him. With in minutes we start French kissing and he start finger fucking me, oh god does my clit burn, but I try to be a good sport, and moan even those I'm hurting like hell. I get down on my knees and please his cock, fortunely relieving my hurt and tortured clit. As he fucked me I hoped that i was pleasing my Master, I laid down and let him fuck me, it hurt esp. with my clit burnt, I let him cum inside me. I wish it was Him not just one of his clients.

The next day Mr. Tallski didn’t talk to me, a matter of fact he was rude, ignored anything i said, didn’t let me go potty nor eat today. I had to sneak in my litter box in the middle of the night, cause I couldn’t hold it anymore. The next day, he told me that i was going back to the tattoo/piercing parlor this weekend for a little more work.

20 CM RULE, knees apart

office duties

piss outside, not allowed to un inside restroom

monthly tattoo, piercing

Home sweet home:

i walked into the apt about 7pm fm the bus, that Mr. Tallski had gave me to live, it was one of his run down properties. He said it was perfect like a ho' like me. i lived on the third, creep creep the stairs all the way up. So exhausted as open the door, no lock, not allowed he want me to feel variable, open to any assault that may happen. I feed the dog that HE gave me "Dominator"(yes he gave him that name, he's a rotweiter huge, and not just his cock) I have to train him for further humiliations that i know that is going to come. I get on my knees in front on the computer screen wait for the commands for tonight. He had left early, I already had an order that started at 6pm but it was already 7:15pm. My apt is a small loft, a small kitchenette, not bathroom I have to take a shower on the 2nd floor, if I’m allowed. A toilet in the middle of the room that I’m not allowed to use ever.

6pm pee in litter box, make sure webcam see the piss spread your lips

6:10pm-8pm work on Roger Madison's file

8pm exercise, see handout(that he gave me, sit-ups, jumping jacks, sharks,etc)

8:30 clean toilet, use tongue, and fingers to clean, set up webcam to see

9pm answer all e-mail, esp. from my clients and me

10pm shave cunt in front of webcam, dull razor no lotion

10:15pm paint toe and finger nails "pink" pink lipstick on clit and nipples to match nails

10:30pm get a 1/2 a cup of warm milk and lap it up in "missy" bitch bowl

10:45pm hook-up candle to drip in view of cam get ass in the air in view of webcam spread cheeks and stay till phone rings, make sure ea drop hits your arse and strip tail(The skin between my pussy and arse).

I start on the piss on the litter box he does ready like to see me pee., I had to hurry I knew Mr. Madison's file was long, I hope to finish by 8:30pm. I’m quite behind, I finally get to fix up the candle for the candle dripping over my sex at 11:15pm. I had to run thru my exercises and lapping up the warm milk.

I wait and wait till the phone rings, A simple "Get Dominator off, make sure the camera se him come then you can go to bed on the floor position no5" then Master hangs up.

I hugged Dominator made him feel ok as I jacked him off. I positioned myself over his puddle of cum.

I have many sleeping positions, He is such a creative master. Unfortunely a shower it's on the chore list or clean my litter box it has been over a week.

No5 sleeping position is I get handcuffs q-tips, nipples clamps and the Dominator's leash. I clamps on my nipples, the chain attached to the clamps get hooked around the leash, so the dog moves my nipples go with him. I have to put wet dog food on my cunt,split tail and ass. Then quickly cuff my wrist to my ankle with my butt in the air, and make sure that some cameras have a good view. Night night stupid whore. I try to get some sleep but how much sleep does a stupid cunt need. I was able to settle down after Dominator finished licking his late night snack, I’m afraid that he nipped me, but i couldn’t tell, till i get a email or call that tells me to get up. He has a answering service that wakes him up, its the same that wakes me. It was ok I was falling asleep, as Dominator laid next to me, about 1am he decided to explore, He jumped up waking by yanking on my nipples attached to the leash "ouch".

He was so forceful that he yanked them off, I got to my side after and slept for a few hrs before the phone rang telling me to wake and get ready for wk. I have to shuffle to the kitchen that i left the key, it was pretty rough, it was on the table i had to try to get up and use my mouth to get and key. I put on one of Brad's long t-shirt and put on my high heels and walked Dominator before i did anything.

Dress code:

Mr. Tallski had made out a new dress code for office wear and court days the i had to help him in court, which was rare. The new policy was that I wasn’t allowed to wear my glasses when a client was around. I had to take them off each time i talked to a client, or walked him in. No glasses on at city hall. Glasses are for work only. High heels black or pink only 4ins or higher, black only on court days. Legs shaved or waxed, with lotion at all times. Thigh high stockings with seems with garters not the ones with elastic, and of course the seem has to be straight. I can only wear dresses or skirts pink or black, again only black on court days. They have to be 6ins above my knees, so if i spread my legs for his clients, it could give him a little peep show. Of course no panties, if on my period , my cunt must be stuffed. My cunt shaved and lubed at all times. A corset must be worn at all times 24 ins waist must be kept at all times, 22ins on court days. Blouse a neutral color, white long sleeves on court days. No bra only the corset may cover nipples. Lipstick red or pink, nothing else, lite on make-up unless covering a bruise. No rings nor earrings nor jewelry, except what MR Tallski or Mata has approved. Hair in ponytail, twin ponytail or a bun, no hair covering face except face if ordered-bangs. Braided or in a bun on court days. Eye brows trimmed and maintained inspected by Mata or Mr. Tallski. Posture is important, chest out, shoulder's back, show your tits, show everyone that your a cunt, no slouching. When seating cross legs in court days, at the office 20cm apart, toes only touching the floor, never the heel. Mouth always open 1cm apart more of a poutty lip look, smile at all clients even when he's arguing with you. Hands clasp behind you while walking except if your carrying reports.

extra chores for her boss: I have to go to his house Wednesday night and Sunday Monday to clean his house, he lives in the rich or nice region of old town, just doctor's houses Lawyer houses and the sport stars, I have to take 2 bus and a 6 block walk to get there. I don't mind the walk looking at the old mansions and buildings. Mr. Tallski house belonged to his parents, but he brought a condo in California for them. I also do his laundry, he gives me $20 to do it at a laundry mat, so I wouldn't ruin his washer nor dryer. I gave to iron, hang, fold and put them in the right drawers for him and his wife(like the shoe draw, underwear, towels, etc.)

I think he started to get jealous, Mr Jones still wanted to see me, even after the case was over. Mr Tallski told him that he couldn’t. I was used by the clients at least once a week, that quite. I wasn’t allowed to talk to the clients "sex talk" that was pt of my duties at night. He told me one day, grabbing my arm and leading me in the office, "if I cant have one no one can" he told me to walk to the piercing/tattoo parlor after work. Do some special wk on me.

her smell of her cunt in the office

clean Mata's apt

having to masturbate in a corner like a bad girl, play with her twat over porn pixs