It was past midnight when the office finally grew quiet. The city lights glittered beyond the tall glass windows, casting a faint glow across the polished wood of the desk. Chloe sat in her chair, typing the last of the reports he had asked for, her fingers trembling as much from exhaustion as from anticipation.
She knew what came after the work was done. By day, she was his secretary. Efficient. Polished. Professional. But at night, when the doors were locked and the office fell into silence, she was his slave. His obedient toy. The only one allowed to see the ruthless CEO stripped down to raw desire.
Ralph leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes watching every movement of hers. "You're still typing?" His voice was smooth, commanding. "I thought you'd be finished by now, Chloe."
"I—I just needed to fix a few numbers, sir," she whispered, her cheeks heating under his gaze.
He stood, his tall frame looming over her as he approached. "Always so diligent. Always trying to please me." His hand brushed over her shoulder, fingers trailing down her arm before curling under her chin to tilt her face up. "You know how I expect to be pleased, don't you?"
Her lips parted, her breath shaky. "Yes, sir."
"Good." His lips curved into a dangerous smirk. "Then kneel."
Chloe's legs obeyed before her mind could catch up. She slid from the chair onto her knees, the carpet rough under her skin, but all she felt was the heat of his presence towering over her. Her pulse hammered in her ears as Ralph unbuckled his belt, pulling it slow, deliberate, his gaze never leaving hers.
"Open your mouth," he ordered.
She obeyed, lips parting, tongue peeking out. Her body trembled as he pulled himself free, thick and heavy, the sight alone making her thighs clench together. Ralph gripped the back of her head and pushed forward, his cock sliding past her lips, filling her mouth.
Chloe moaned around him, her muffled sounds vibrating down his length. "Mmmhh—ahhh—nnnhhh—" She gagged softly as he pressed deeper, tears pricking her eyes. Spit dribbled down her chin, soaking the collar of her blouse, but Ralph only groaned.
"Good girl. Take it all." His hips thrust slowly at first, guiding her, then harder. "Show me who you belong to."
Her throat ached, but she pushed herself forward, desperate to please him. Each gag, each gasp made him grow harder, and her own body burned with need. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her closer, making her nose press against his skin as he thrust deep. Chloe choked and moaned, drool dripping freely.
"Uhh—gghhh—mmm—sirrr—" she managed, muffled and broken, her eyes glazing with tears.
Ralph groaned above her, watching her eyes water. "That's it, choke on me. I want to hear it."
Her throat convulsed as he face-fucked her with harder thrusts, Chloe's gagging mixing with sloppy wet sounds. "Ghhkk—ahhh—slrp—mmmhh—" Her nails scratched lightly at his thighs as her body shook with need, not from disgust but from pure desire. Every second on her knees made her wetter, her panties sticking to her soaked folds.
When he finally pulled out, a thick string of spit connected her swollen lips to his cock. She coughed, gasping for air, chest heaving, drool running down her chin and neck. Ralph tilted her head back, his thumb smearing her messy lips. "Look at you. My perfect little slut."
Chloe whimpered, her voice weak but filled with need. "Please, sir… I need more."
In one swift motion, Ralph yanked her up, spun her, and bent her over his desk. Papers scattered to the floor, pens clattered, but neither of them cared. He shoved her skirt up to her waist, tore her panties aside, and thrust into her with one brutal stroke.
Chloe screamed, her voice raw and high-pitched. "Ahhh—fuck—yes, sir—ahhh—so deep—"
His hips slammed against her ass, skin meeting skin in a hard, relentless rhythm. Ralph gripped her waist, pounding into her mercilessly. "You're mine," he growled, each thrust punctuating his words. "Say it."
"I'm yours—ahhh—yours, sir—always yours—ahhh!" Chloe cried, her nails digging into the polished desk as he drove her harder. Her moans filled the office, desperate and shameless. "Uhhh—hahhh—ahhh—yes—don't stop—please—ahhh!"
"You feel so fucking good," Ralph groaned, fucking her deeper, harder, until her legs shook and her body quivered beneath him. He pulled her hair, forcing her back into an arch, his mouth at her ear. "Scream louder for me."
Chloe's cries broke into screams of pleasure as her orgasm ripped through her. "AHHH—sir—fuck—yesss—ahhh—I'm coming—I'm coming—ahhh!"
Her body convulsed, clenching around him, soaking his cock as she came undone. Ralph groaned, his pace relentless until he buried himself inside her, his release spilling deep with a guttural growl.
Chloe collapsed against the desk, trembling, gasping, her body weak from the force of it. Ralph leaned over her, pressing a final kiss to her damp neck. "You're mine," he whispered darkly.
"Yes… ahhh… yours," she moaned, her voice barely audible, her body still shaking from aftershocks.
But Ralph wasn't finished. He dragged her by the wrist toward his leather chair, sitting down and pulling her onto his lap. His cock, still hard, pressed against her slick folds as he positioned her above him.
"Ride me," he commanded.
Chloe's legs trembled as she lowered herself onto him, her walls stretching to take him in again. "Ahhh—ahhh—sirrr—so full—" she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance.
"Bounce on me," Ralph ordered, gripping her hips and guiding her. Chloe obeyed, moving up and down, her breasts spilling free as her blouse hung open, bra pushed aside. Ralph's mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard, making her cry out.
"Ahhh—fuck—yes—ahhh—harder—" Her moans echoed in the office as she rode him, her ass slapping against his thighs. Ralph spanked her, the sharp sting making her squeal, then moan louder.
"Faster," he growled. "I want to hear you scream for me again."
Chloe bounced harder, faster, her cries breaking into sobs of pleasure. "Sirrr—ahhh—I can't—I'm gonna—ahhh—I'm gonna cum—"
"Do it. Cum on my cock," Ralph demanded, thrusting up into her as she rode down. Their movements collided, brutal and desperate.
Chloe's body convulsed, her scream filling the office. "AHHHH—yes—fuck—sirrr—ahhh—I'm coming again!" She collapsed against him, shaking as another orgasm wracked her body.
Ralph groaned, his thrusts turning savage before spilling inside her once more, his hot release filling her. He held her tight, his breath ragged, lips pressed to her ear. "You're mine, Chloe. Every inch of you."
Ralph smoothed her hair back, fixing her blouse casually as if he hadn't just fucked her senseless. "Tomorrow," he whispered darkly, "we'll do this again. And I'll push you even further."
Chloe's lips trembled, a faint smile forming even as her body throbbed from exhaustion. "Yes, sir…" she whispered breathlessly.