Disciplined by My Older Female Boss

The heavy oak door clicks shut, locking you inside the dark office with Ms. Sterling. She doesn't sit behind her desk; instead, she pushes you onto it, her hands gripping your hips with bruising force. She smells of expensive perfume and raw authority. Without a word, she rips your skirt up, exposing your soaking wet pussy to the cool office air. She stares at your trembling thighs before leaning down, her tongue lashing out to lick a heavy stripe of moisture from your slit to your clit.

'You've been too distracted lately,' she growls against your skin, her voice a low rasp. She doesn't wait for an answer, shoving two thick fingers deep into your tight, wet channel while her thumb begins to grind ruthlessly against your swollen clit. You arch your back, moaning loudly as she fucks your hand-stretched opening with her digits. She picks up the pace, her fingers pumping in and out of your pussy with a wet, slapping sound that echoes in the quiet room.

She pulls her fingers out, leaving you dripping, and crawls between your legs to take you fully into her mouth. Her tongue works with professional precision, swirling around your clit before she sucks the entire nub into her hot, wet mouth. You scream, your heels digging into the mahogany desk as she sucks the life out of you. She uses her teeth slightly, grazing your sensitive folds, driving you toward a violent, shaking climax.

As you begin to cum, she doesn't let up; she sucks harder, swallowing your juices as your pussy walls pulse and spasm around her mouth. Your orgasm hits like a physical blow, leaving you gasping and twitching. She pulls away, a smear of your cream on her lip, and looks up at you with predatory eyes. 'That was just the beginning of your retraining,' she whispers, reaching for your zipper to pull you onto her lap.