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Elevator – Part One (Warning: Audio NSFW – Use headphones) Read by Selene Brandt – She’s on FetLife and IG

Elevator – Part Two (Warning: Audio NSFW – Use headphones) Read by Selene Brandt – She’s on FetLife and IG

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THE TRANSCRIPT by Me.

Oh, God, another dreary morning at work!

I step onto the elevator and see him, Mr. Huntley, or as I think of him, Mr. Studly.  Oooo…crisp Oxford shirt, perfectly tied tie.  Mmmm…I’d love him to use that on my wrists.  My eyes glance up to see if there are any hooks or something he could hang me from as he fucked me until I screamed.  

Whew, Girl…cool down.  He’ll smell my arousal at this rate and everyone else on this car.

Still I edge over to where he stands and turn from his but very close to his chest.  I know he sees me…he ALWAYS sees me with those cold, blue eyes of a wolf. I can sense…he’s no gentleman or gentle man.  Yes, please.

I’m in my usual almost too short skirt and only I know there’s nothing on underneath it.  I like to let my kitty breath, what’s wrong with that?

OH  MY  GOD.

I feel his hand behind me slowly reaching up the hem of my skirt.  I can’t help it, I lean into his touch and arch my ass and pussy to him.  He gets it…oh, yes, he doessss…his palm has just grasped my bare ass and he squeezes slowly.

Biting my lip to not moan, I still pant…pant a little as his fingers travel down my crease.  He knows I’m bare now…heh…I feel a soft pat from him like Good Girl or more likely Good Slut.  Oh, he has NO idea.

Oh SHIT…shit shit shit…his fingers travel down further and he brushes my moist slit…he’s petting me!  GOD…I close my eyes and begin to swoon but feel his other hand on my shoulder to steady me…AND…push me slightly forward.  Ohhhhhh is he?  Ohhh please please let him…YESS…his finger enters past my dripping lips and push into my core.  I can’t help but whimper now…softly…so softly…Ohhhhmmmmmm…mmmmm…yesssss…God Yes…he begins to fuck me with his finger….NOOO…two fingers now!  

I keep my eyes closed.  I don’t want to know who is watching as he claims me in this small space of people.  I’m helpless…take me…I’ve already proved I’m your nasty, naughty slut!

His fingers raise me up onto my tiptoes…I have to obey! OHHHHH, he’s hit a good spot now.  I begin to gyrate my ass into his touch as I beg…plead for him to finish me, Pleeeeassse, Sssir? I think to him.

His fingers move faster and I put my hand to my mouth to stifle a groan.  My skin is so hot!  I must look so flushes, so arrrrooussed.  Mmmmhmmm…he owns me now.  I’ll do whatever he wants….wherever he wants….obviously.  He’s finger-fucking me in the elevator like a cheap whore but I soooo love it and want it and neeeeed it.

His fingers begin to slow.

Nooooo, oh pleeeeaassssee…nooooo…my pussy clenches around his fingers but he still slows and begins to pull out.  My hand still covers my mouth but an unmistakable whimper escapes them..Uhhhhhnnnnnn…have I been a bad girl, Sir?  I wonder.  Or…or…he wishes to tease me…edge me…oh wicked wicked man.  His wet and sticky palm caresses my bare ass once more.  

I feel his whisper as well as hear it.

“You know where my office is, naughty girl.  If you want the rest, prepare to come beg.  Know you’ll get this fiiiine ass spanked in more ways than one.” He tells me, pats my bottom, lets go of my shoulder and moves past me.

“My floor.” He says with a chipper voice.  

I breathe hard and watch him go.  I’ve missed my floor by a long ways…but do I care?  He glances back once and winks at me.  

Yes, he knows as I do…I’m going to head to his office as soon as this elevator starts going back down…like my heart rate.  I am now branded as Mr. Studly’s Naughty Girl, his fucktoy, and spanked?  Yes, yes, please.

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After waiting too goddamn long, the elevator finally comes back to his floor: Mr. Huntley aka Mr. Studly…my new master…my new daddy.  Finger fucking me into frustration on the elevator?  I still feel where he plunged into me.  I should go freshen up a bit but…I think he wants me nasty.  Yeeeeahhh…his nasty, naughty nympho.

I feel eyes on me as I stride to his office door.  God, look at his secretary!  Sex on a stick, yummy.  She’s blonde where I’m dark.  I wonder…bet he’s fucked her, too.  Her eyes say so as she scans me and they narrow.  

“What do you want?” She sneers at me.

Raaawwwrr…kitty has her claws out?  Fuck off, Bitch…I was invited.  I don’t say it but let my eyes speak for me as I walk past her and knock on his door.

“Come.” He calls out.

I nearly giggle…oh I do hope to come…come loud and hard, SIr.  I open the door and close it behind me.  I feel the button to lock it behind my back.  I press it.

He looks up and slowly grins.  “You.”

“Me.” I say.  There’s no point in being shy.  I reach back and unzip my tiny skirt.  Letting it fall, I walk out of it and leave it on the floor.  He watches and his grin widens.  I begin to unbutton my silk blouse and let it fall.  My bra…it hardly merits the name.  It’s just there so my often erect nipples aren’t too visible to the morons I work with.  I leave it.  He should do some of the work.

Glancing around his office, I see a couch…no…but then I spy a nicely stuffed chair.  That will do.  I strut to it and bend over it so my ass and pussy face him.  

“I’m ready for my spanking, Sir.” I tell him in a husky, turned-on voice.

I hear him approach behind me but hold still…waiting his touch or command.

SMACK!!  I feel his handprint explode into my bottom cheek.  

“Reach back and spread.” He says tersely.  

GAWDDD…he’s going to make me do that, too?  I can’t help but obey as I reach back with both hands and part my cheeks to put my ass and cunt in full view and access.  Do I care which he chooses?  Dear Gods, I do not.

I hear him unzip and stretch onto my toes, arch, and present myself like a proper porn star.  

“Ohhhhhhhmmmm.” I moan as I feel his tip graze up and down my tender labia.  “Yesss pleeeeeassseee…do me…however…just…do me, I beg you.” I tell him with no shame at all.  He’s proved what a hot, little piece of ass I am…why hide it?

He chuckles softly as he rubs his cock all around in my juices…ohhhhhhh ohhh yessss…that means….uhhhhhnnnnn….I feel his two fingers enter my pussy once more and circle around now as his cock as left.  He’s going to lube me with my own pussy juice!  

Yes…there…he rims my anus and a little into it.  Good thing today wasn’t my usual plug day.  I giggle as if it tickles.  He smacks my ass hard and I stop.  His strong hands grasp both hips and I squeal as he plunges into me…no warning…no softness.  I am impaled on his hot rod and I writhe under him as he fucks my ass.  He’s quick and savage.  I pant…pant..I try to beg to come but the words…no breath…what the hell anyway?  I’m getting spanked already…I can come if I want to!

It breaks out of me and he pushes harder until his body rests on my ass like it’s his saddle.  I almost neigh like the pony-girl I am for him.  He begins to withdraw and I wonder…why didn’t he come, too?  Does he have other plans?

He leaves me and then whistles for me…like I’m his bitch…which we both know I am now.

I turn and see him leaning against his desk.  His cock is still throbbing.  He points to the floor in front of him.

OHHH….I know my job now.  As I begin to kneel before my new master, sugar daddy, holder of my leash, I watch him pull his belt out of its loops.  My eyes widen…is he?

I go down on him obediently and then I feel the first sharp CRAAACCK! As his belt whips my ass cheeks.  I arch them out like the pain-slut I am for him.  Again and again, he whips me with his belt as I suck him hard and down into my throat.  

God oh god oh god oh god…I’m going to come again!  Just as his cum bursts down my throat, I do and moan loud.  HIs belt begins to go faster as he beats me into the best orgasm I’ve felt in a long, long time.