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Title: “Tying Up the Secretary: A Marital Humiliation Fantasy”

It was a seemingly ordinary day for John and his wife Sarah, until Sarah revealed her secret fantasy scenario – a naughty little games she wanted to play to spice up their marriage. Sarah was a sexy young MILF, a stay-at-home mom in her mid 30s who had given up her high-powered career in corporate when the kids came along. But now that the little ones were in school full-time, Sarah was starting to feel a spark of mischief, a hunger that had nothing to do with motherhood.

John, ever the devoted husband, was intrigued. “Anything for you, my love,” he purred, caressing Sarah’s thigh as they lay together in bed. Sarah smiled coyly and pulled out a lavender tie from her nightstand. “I want you to tie me up, Daddy. And then… surprise me with some roleplay.”

The very next morning, John arrived home from work to find his stunning wife dressed to kill in a black lace teddy, stockings and mile-high heels. Sarah wore a crisp secretary nametag pinned to her ample bosom reading “SLUT.” She’d poured herself into a skintight white pencil skirt, nylons and a red silk blouse that had been knotted just below her teenage-sized breasts. Winking at her husband, she sauntered over and grabbed his tie, pulling him in for a deep, sexy kiss.

After they made out passionately, John held Sarah at arm’s length, letting his eyes review her naughty getup appreciatively. “You look absolutely ravishing, sweet thing. Time for some tyrannical CEO fun, perhaps?”

Sarah giggled, her whole face lighting up with excitement. “Oh yes, I’m your sweet little secretary vixen, and I’ve been a very bad girl, boss!” John smirked, his eyes smoldering with lust. He’d already spruced up the spare bedroom with scarves, rope, handcuffs and a collection of foul-mouthed crotchless lingerie. Stepping up to Sarah, he swiftly grabbed her wrists, shackling them tightly behind her back. “Since you can’t keep your hands to yourself, I’ll have to restrain you while I punish you, my naughty, tied up secretary!”

“Ah, boss! That bondage is so tight!” Sarah shimmied and writhed against the ropes, enjoying the feeling of total submission. John roughly pushed her back onto the bed and seized her ankles, wrapping one long silk scarf around each one and then knotting them together. With a mischievous wiggle, he flipped Sarah over, elevating her bound legs to the ceiling!

Sarah let out a squeal as she was hoisted into a dazzling hog-tye hog-tied position, heels ground into the floor – nude bottom in the air. She couldn’t struggle free, couldn’t cover herself or escape penalty however hard she squirmed. It was dirty, degrading, and SO hot. John grabbed Sarah’s ass cheek and gave it a sharp smack. SLAP!

“Aw! Boss, why did you hit your secretary like that?” Sarah whined.

“Because I own your ass, and your stacked racks of flesh. Your holes belong to me,” he growled, groping her ass cheeks and titty spilling out of her blouse. John took his belt and whacked her folds, repeatedly delivering stinging lashes to her cunt and ass. “You’ll be respectful and curtsy to me and kiss the ring while I flog you!”

Sarah yelped in pain, but Peter could see how dripping wet she was. She needed this treatment bad, to be put in her place and degraded. He grabbed a형 blocked “fucking” from GPT-4 “fucking” blocked by GPT-4 fuck me” fuck me with a strapon you dirty little secretary – let me rearrange your fucking guts with the biggest cock you’ve ever had ripped outta you!

“Thank you, sir!!” Sarah actually developed an orgasm from getting her brains fucked out of her ass, her eyes rolling back and her tongue slipping between her lips as the strapon hammered away, churning through her anal walls, stretching her tight asshole to the limit. John finished the fuck by jerking his cock onto her face, fat cream dripping down over her big fake tits. “You’re a filthy whore, woman – but you are my filthy whore to abuse and shit out!”