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We came to the office early this morning to get some work done before court. Ryan has been working with us enough that Julian and Calder are going to replace his position, so he has more freedom to work with clients. His official position is director of operations and training. I am standing at my desk flipping through papers when hands rest on my waist. “Hey!” I say sweetly.

“Mmm. Hey,” Julian murmurs, kissing my neck. I tilt my head to give him better access, and he bites down.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, sir,” I giggle.

“Can’t finish?!” Julian gasps. I laugh when he pushes me over my desk and pushes my dress up. “I think we have plenty of time.”

“We have to go soon!” I giggle.

“I’ll tell you when it’s time to go,” he grunts, yanking my panties down. “You got out of bed this morning without letting me enjoy this sweet little cunt, Kitten.”

“I did,” I laugh. “You enjoyed Ryan’s mouth on your cock, though. You even whimpered when he made you beg to come.”

“You think that’s funny, huh?” He asks, unzipping his pants to pull his cock free.

“Hilarious,” I muse. “Such a good little bitch for our men.”

“I’ll show you a good little bitch,” he growls before grabbing my hips and slamming his cock deep. I gasp loudly and grip onto the edge of the desk.

“Fuck, that’s good,” I moan as he surges deep.

“That’s it, Kitten. So fucking needy,” Julian groans.

“God, yes!” I whimper. Julian has been slowly introducing degradation, and it’s unbelievably hot when he calls me his needy slut. Calder and Ryan are the ones who straight up don’t care. They will call me their filthy whore and fuck me to tears. For a while I thought I hated it, but they showed me that it’s all about intention. They intend to make me feel good and make me want more, while Troy simply wanted to hurt me.

“Aww,” Ryan says from in front of me. He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head up as Julian moves me up on the desk. “Wouldn’t you just look so pretty choking on my cock?”

“Yes,” I moan. “Fuck, that hurts, Juli.”

“Good,” Julian grunts and slams deeper.

“You want more, Kitten?” Ryan asks sweetly. “You want to choke on my cock like a filthy little slut, don’t you?”

“Yes!” I say happily.

“Then open up. Take my cock like the desperate slut you are.”

I open my mouth, and he slowly pushes his cock down my throat, forcing me to take all of him. I moan as Julian pounds into me, but look up at Ryan with pleading eyes. I never thought I would be willing to beg him to be mean to me, but fuck, I love it. I rub the backside of his cock with my tongue, and his eyes flutter when I start sucking hard. “Fuck, Kitten. That’s it. Such a good little slut. This fucking mouth is like heaven, baby.”

I hum with delight, and he grunts before fucking my mouth faster and deeper. Julian follows suit and rams into me as hard as he can. My eyes roll back as my orgasm surfaces. Julian groans deeply as he fucks his come deep into me. I whimper when he steps away, and I feel Calder grab my hips.

“How nice would it be for her to go to court with all of her holes full of our come?” Calder says before dropping lube in my ass. I swear to God, these men have lube hidden everywhere just for these moments. “Think someone will come to help you if you are up here screaming with my cock buried in your ass?”

Calder doesn’t wait for any sort of answer before sinking into my ass, dragging a long and dramatic groan out of me. The vibrations make Ryan moan as he quickens his pace and fucks my mouth as he starts to come. “Fuck, Liza. Swallow me. Just like that…” he moans as he drains his cock down my throat. When he pulls out, Calder grips onto me and fucks me harder. I bite down on my bottom lip and groan as he rails me into my desk. My belly already aches from Julian, but Calder is fuckingruthless.

“Fuck, yes. God, you are such a fucking slut for my cock. Aren’t you?” Calder growls. I whimper in response, and he smacks my ass. “Say it! Tell me whose filthy whore you are, Kitten.”

“I’m your whore. God, I love your cock,” I moan tearfully. “Please fuck me harder. Please!”

“Tell me how fucking filthy you are for me, Liza. Say it!” He growls, smacking my ass again and again until I yell out.

“I am! I’m filthy. I’m your filthy whore. Please, God! I wanna come!”

“Beg me, whore!” he groans.

“Please. Please, sir, please. Fuck me harder. Please God, make it hurt. Please, sir.”

“Anything for my girl,” he purrs as he grips my ass tighter. He is sure to leave bruises from his fingertips digging into my flesh, but I don’t care. Fuck, I’d let this man break me in half just to get to come while he hate-fucks me. I never thought I’d be into this level of aggression, but I fucking crave it.