First training my secretary

Arschloch that, my boss wrote to mij ter the chat. „I’ll call ter a few days and then wij’ll get that hotel slagroom.“ „No fucking way, you bastard. I’m never letting you touch mij.“

I’ll come to a meeting that would preserve my reputation. My boss wasgoed from the first day obsessed with mij and he wants to fuck mij, I always rejected any of his proposal for a meeting anywhere. He said that it would still toebijten and laughed. But what happened two days ago made mij embarrassed and his last message…

I wasgoed not going to undress for my boss. I said that I will not do this and I do not care that he can fire mij. He told mij to dance for him, I did not want to do it. But ter some magical way I do this, I undress for him. I vaguely remember everything that wasgoed happening, spil if it wasgoed not with mij, spil though my boss wasgoed controlling my mindestens, I did everything he wanted. When I wake up from the magic d.o.p.e, I wasgoed ter the sperm of my boss, spil it happened I can not remember. He used mij, dirty bastard.

Kategorien: Bondage (fesseln)