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BDSM Secretary Gets Dirty in the Parking Lot: A Captivating Tale

In the bustling metropolis of Megalopolis, there was an office building on Park Avenue that housed several companies, but the one on the 20th floor was infamous. It was the headquarters of “Dirty Talk Industries,” a morally ambiguous firm run by the ruthless CEO, Dominion Domo, a sadistic dominatrix with a penchant for deviant pleasures.

Her secretary, a beautiful and innocent-looking young woman named Lolita LaBia, had been hired for her looks and quick wit. Little did she know that the job came with a twist. Upon signing the contract, Lolita was expected to adhere to Dominion’s every whim, no matter how perverse or degrading.

One sultry afternoon, as Lolita was typing away at her desk, Dominion burst through the door, an intense look in her eyes. “My office, now!” she commanded, her voice dripping with dominance.

Lolita hurried after her, her heart pounding with anticipation. As she entered the dimly lit room, she saw Dominion had already set the stage for their depraved sessions. The floor was lined with black latex mats, the walls adorned with bondage gear – handcuffs, whips, chains, and strapons of varying shapes and sizes.

Dominion approached her slowly, a wicked gleam in her eye. “Today, we’re going to have some fun in public,” she purred, grabbing Lolita’s chin forcefully. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

She led Lolita to the fire exit, pushing open the heavy door to reveal the building’s rooftop parking lot. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the concrete, and the surveillance cameras had been conveniently turned off for the night.

“On your knees, slut,” Dominion ordered, pushing Lolita down. She produced a pair of shiny handcuffs, quickly fastening them around Lolita’s wrists and ankles, securing them together in a hog-tied position.

Dominion then slipped into a skin-tight latex catsuit, accentuating her seductive curves. She picked up a monstrous strapon, double-wielding it like a sword. “I’m going to give you the fucking of your life,” she growled, licking her lips.

She bent down, ripping open Lolita’s blouse, exposing her perky tits. She latched onto one nipple, biting and suckling like a wild animal. Lolita gasped, her body trembling with fear and arousal. The cold concrete chafed her exposed skin, but Dominion’s touch sent waves of pleasure through her body.

Dominion pulled away, mounting Lolita’s face, grinding her crotch against her lips. Lolita obliged, extending her tongue to lap at the latex as if it were aWanting to taste her Mistress.

Dominion grabbed her strapon and positioned it against Lolita’s pussy, the massive head pressing against her lips. “Beg for it, you dirty whore,” she hissed.

“Please, Mistress, fuck me with your enormous cock,” Lolita moaned between breaths. “I need it deep inside me.”

Dominion rammed the strapon into Lolita’s tight cunt, impaling her with its thickness. Lolita screamed in pain and pleasure, but couldn’t move an inch, completely at mine Mistress’s mercy. Dominion pounded away, her hips slamming against Lolita’s ass with each powerful thrust.

Sweat poured down their bodies as they scissored, grunting and panting, surrounded by a chorus of squeaking latex and metal and their own lustful sounds. Lolita’s tongue continued worshiping her Mistress’s pussy, devouring her juices.

Dominion wasted no time in flipping Lolita over and ramming the strapon into her ass, forcing Lolita to scream even louder. The pain was excruciating, but the pleasure was even more intense. Lolita’s body quivered, drool dripping from her open mouth as Dominion continued the relentless anal assault.

Dominion finally brought Lolita to climax, her body convulsing and shaking as she came, squirt exploding from her cunt. She collapsed onto the ground, completely spent, as Dominion loomed over her triumphantly.

“Clean yourself up and get back to work,” Dominion sneered, sauntering out of the parking lot. “Same time tomorrow.”

Lolita gasped for air, her body aching and bruised, but satisfied beyond words. She knew there was nothing else in the world like the depraved, public fucking she had just experienced with Dominion. Her submission complete, she knew she would serve her Mistress forever, no matter how sordid or painful the tasks might be.

As she struggled to stand, she noticed Dominion had left the handcuffs and strapon behind. She picked them up and tucked them away, a wicked smile on her face. Her mind raced with the possibilities of their next depraved encounter – perhaps she could finally turn the tables and give Dominion a taste of her own medicine.

But that, my friend, is a story for another day.