Master Weston was sitting in a chair in the office, casually reading some sort of official file. His silence made me anxious.

Then he told me to undress…

I was rock-hard by the time I’d taken my pants off. He looked so incredibly handsome in his suit and tie.

When I was fully naked, he instructed me to climb onto the desk. I felt like livestock at some sort of auction, but I wanted to please him, so I did as instructed.

I heard the snap of his belt, followed by a hollow thud as his pants hit the ground. Moments later, he pulled me down from the desk and made me lean over it. He didn’t waste any time. Seconds after he’d repositioned me on the edge of the desk I felt him pushing himself in. It was brutal, intrusive, and agonizing, but at the same time it felt utterly amazing. Then in no time at all, what he was doing stopped hurting and started to feel really good…

My body was humming and dancing and shaking and gasping. The harder he went, the more I wanted his big, raw dick.