Wrecked

Everybody in the office knows that you’re a dirty slut.

But Sakura is the only one who actually does something about it.

“This is for leaving Yunjin on read,” and she punctuates her words with a cruel thrust into your virgin ass, nails digging into your small waist. A slutty whine leaves your lips, body writhing and shaking on your boss’ bed, unequivocally submitting to her plastic phallus. Embarrassment runs through your body like a current, being forced to look at your pleasure face in her mirror like this. Her breasts jiggle with each rut into her slutty fuck doll, brown nipples sitting gorgeously on top of them.

“And this is for hitting on Chaewon.”

Another name drop, another thrust. You squirm as the tip of her cock hits your prostate. Pleasure cuts through you like a blade. You let out another whorish whimper in her touch. Your hands grip onto her bed sheets ever so tightly, hoping to gain some reprieve in this rough fucking. That’s fruitless, though, as Sakura’s thrusts are proven to be too violent for you to prop yourself up by your arms. So, here you are, ass up in the air, an easy target for her to fuck. You’re wrecked, a mess, utterly hers.

“And this is for not making Kazuha cum.”

When you climax, your cock, dangling off your hips, squirts out that white, viscous liquid pitifully onto Sakura’s bed. You moan like a pathetic whore as your eyes roll into the back of your head, ass fucked into oblivion by Miyawaki Sakura’s huge cock. Your pliant frame shakes in the rapture that courses through it. It’s a shameful ecstasy. Although, it’s one that you’d be more than eager to go through it again.

“This should make you know who’s your fucking mommy, slut.”