Thread: Broad daylight! (Jack Stalker and CandiedCreativity)

BROAD DAYLIGHT As soon as Ryan Grant had laid eyes on Eliza Drake he knew he had to have her. Her tight young body, her prefect unblemished flesh and the look in her eyes that branded her a whore in his filth ridden fantasies and brutal imagination. It mattered not if she was seeing anyone, with anyone, looking for anyone. It was a simple matter to make her his with promises innuendo and lies, maybe he would make her a vice president of something, maybe he would simply have her as a aide or a P.A for a few years, until she was a broken cum filled slut who would never be able to fuck a man other than him with any hope of feeling their cock, not after his bastard of a shaft had ruined her. Whatever her destiny he was going to wreck her body with his fingers, tongues and cock, and she was going to love it, love every second of it. That was his estimation, that was what he believed when he saw the look in her eyes, the one that he surmised showed a lust for power, for wealth and for the sort of fucking that only a man could bring to a cock addicted bitch like her. The boss of a powerful electronics company, he was used to getting what he wanted and when he wanted it. Those who wanted to rise through the ranks and get out form the mundane did as they were told, showed initiative and allowed themselves to be bent to his will. Now that he had his sights on Eliza, others knew better than to question or disturb him when he was consumed with his obsessive lust and fuelled by a need to sink into her flesh Even now, during a business trip which had left him and his team of workers staying at an exclusive and expensive hotel in town, he was on the phone at one A.M, not caring what time it was, not paying attention to his schedule, his need to be at an early meeting or even a need for sleep. His need was her flesh. Now. Enough of it to ensure that his morning wood was nowhere to be seen, after his steel hard cock had burrowed into her tight young cunt and spat hot cum into her innards enough to satisfy him. It's Ryan. It's late and your sweet tasting, tight little body needs to be fucked. Put on a sluts night gown and little else and make your way to the penthouse suite. You better take the stairs, since I don't want you to get raped by the hotel staff, or to run into some guest who forgot to push the button for his floor. That's because if you do the temptation for them to tear you apart would be overwhelming. Make sure you're wearing some 'rape me' heels along with the 'fuck me' lingerie I bought you. I need something to take my mind off the monotonous meetings we have lined up as an excuse to get away from it all and get out here, so do you, you dirty, filthy minded little bitch. he had growled down the phone line, giving her little opportunity to respond. He checked his appearance once in the mirror, dark hair and piercing blue eyes staring back at him with the look of a predator going out to consume its prey. Then he threw on the jacket to compliment his dark suit and was out of the door and into the hall, slipping through the door to the stairs and smirking as he waited to hear the sound of her approaching. He took out his phone again, holding it to his face as he loosened his tie and shifted in his stance, his steel hard erection already straining at his trousers as he thought about her hot flesh and warm holes. Where are you Eliza. You know that I don't like to be kept waiting. You know what needs to be done to ensure you get the promotion and the job that you crave. My P.A needs to be ready to serve me whenever I need her, she needs to be able to keep up with my demands, deal with my requests and attend to my work. She needs to be able to take direction and do as she's told, when she's told... so when you do arrive here, you nasty little whore, I expect your cunt to be drenched, I expect to see your juices streaming down your thighs, I expect to be able to tell that your filthy little fuck hole has been weeping for attention and that its ready to be fucked into a gaping disaster area of a cunt. Don't make me come looking for you, you whore, I'd hate to have to force you onto your knees and fuck you like a dog in a more frequented part of the hotel... you might get thrown out for enticing a high paying client such as myself. he growled in an amused tone as he waited. His muscular body grew more tense with each passing second, a powerful hand grasped the stair rail, cold cruel eyes scanned the well for any sign of the slut he had laid claim to, the young tight body that his nails needed to scratch, his teeth needed to bite and his palm needed to spank. The pliable yielding flesh that needed to be choked and face fucked, drilled and abused, that needed to be defiled to keep him focused and sane, that needed to be violated, that needed to bounce its screams about him as he ploughed open her body and took what was rightfully his.