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Chapter 6: Physical Skills Test

My head knocked the papers on her desk to the floor. The bunny ear headband had fallen across my face, the purple satin across my eyes. Something was curled up in my fingers, but I couldn't tell what it was. And right now, it didn't matter.

"Fuck me!" I cried as she slammed her strap-on into me. "Fuck, fuck! "

I was bent over the desk, head pressed against the dented and scratched wood. Tanya was behind me, the rear of my bodysuit ripped to the side. I could feel the fluffy ball of a tail wobbling as she fucked me, the black strap-on diving deep inside of me. My legs were shaking almost uncontrollably. I could barely stand in my heels.

"Aren't you the perfect bunny slut," she growled from behind me. "As pretty from behind as you are on your knees!"

Her cock was splitting me open. If it had felt too big for my mouth, it was impossibly large inside of me. Every motion was pain mixed with overwhelming, stomach-churning pleasure. My eyes were screwed shut. Every thrust forced my eyebrows to arch upwards.

"You feel so good," I moaned. "Make me into your toy!"

"Beg me for it."

"Oh, please!" I cried, looking over my shoulder at her. "Fuck me until I'm nothing but a slutty bunnygirl!"

Her hair had fallen across her face, some of it matted to her forehead with sweat. Her hands were tight around my waist, deep waves in the purple satin where her fingers dug in. My tail wiggled in the air between us. Every one of her thrusts made my cock slap against the front of the desk.

"Fuck," she moaned as she met my gaze. "That is the sexiest thing I've ever seen."

I realized I was biting my lip, but my mouth fell open in a loud moan as her cock bumped against my prostate. I turned and dropped my head back against the desk, reaching for the edge and holding on as tightly as I could. My legs were shaking so much I was worried I was going to fall over.

"Tanya," I moaned. "I don't know how much longer I can stand."

"Get on your back, slut," she commanded, ripping the cock from me and forcing out a gasp of surprised pleasure.

Clumsily, I climbed up onto the desk, keenly aware of my ass in the air. She pushed its contents to the floor and helped me roll onto my back, my legs high in the air. They looked incredibly sexy: long and covered in sheer silk and ending in shiny black heels. Just seeing them made my cock bounce and flop against my purple, satin-covered belly.

She stood between my legs, the strap-on resting on my belly next to my furiously hard cock. It was enormous, and mine looked tiny next to it. I couldn't believe it fit inside of me, but I didn't care. I needed it in me again.

"There's one last part of your interview," Tanya said as she lined her cock up with my rear again. "Do you think you're ready?"

"Oh, fuck, Tanya," I moaned, draping my legs over her shoulders and crossing my ankles behind her back. "I want the job so bad."

"Nothing gets the audience going like watching a bunnygirl make a big sissy mess," she grinned, pushing forwards into me again.

The tip spread me open, then the shaft glided into me. I moaned loudly as it split me again, filling me up. She started thrusting fast and hard. No slow build-up like she'd given me before. Her arms snaked around my legs, one hand draped on my knee, using my entire body as leverage to drive the cock as deep into me as she could.

"Play with yourself, slut," she commanded over the sound of my grunts and cries. "Touch your little sissy cock until you cum all over that pretty face."

My eyes were screwed shut again, but I had no trouble finding my cock. It was bouncing with every one of Tanya's heavy thrusts as I wrapped my fingers around it and began to stroke it. Instantly I was flooded with pleasure. Her cock slammed into me, knocking against my prostate. I could feel pressure building quickly as I began to stroke.

"You're the sexiest thing I've hired in a long time," Tanya groaned, nails digging into my legs. "Now prove to me you can be the slutty bunnygirl I need."

It wasn't going to take much more. The thick, swollen head of her cock felt incredible deep inside of me. The veiny shaft slid sweetly in and out of me, stretching me with pleasure.

"Fuck, Tanya, I'm gunna cum," I groaned, stroking myself quickly.

"That's because you're a pretty little sissy bunny," she moaned. "You were meant to take cock, and now that's all you're going to do. Make your little mess all over your face, slut!"

I exploded, hot jets of cum spraying out of my cock and landing in long, sticky lines across my uniform, chest, and face. Tanya fucked me relentlessly as I came, her cock driving more and more cum out of me with every thrust. The sensations were powerful and overwhelming. I let my cock go, my hands flopping upwards. I cried out as I felt her hand wrap around me, stroking me and fucking me as I came again and again.

When I was finally drained, she let the strap-on slide out of me and released my cock. It flopped limply to the side, still drooling cum. I was covered in it, my make-up running and my bodysuit soaked with it. My heart was pounding and my body was slick with sweat.

Tanya collapsed backwards into a chair and wiped a drop of sweat from the tip of her nose. "You've got the job, bunnygirl."

I nodded weakly. I wasn't sure I could even get off the desk, much less stand. "Thank you, Tanya."

"As long as you work here, you're Tiana," she said. "Get yourself cleaned up, then go meet the other girls. Your first night is tomorrow."

Her face split into a broad grin.

"And are you in for a hard time."