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I wanted a shower. I wanted rid of the smell and the spunk and the thought of that man overpowering me. What kept me going was his comeuppance. And that was approaching. When I came out of the bathroom, I found that Lisa had made another cup of tea, but she’d gone off to finish cleaning the bedrooms on the third floor.
Just as I finished getting dressed, the door opened and there were Jen, Mike and Saul.
“Holy shit!” Exclaimed Jen.
“Are you okay?” That was Saul.
I laughed and wrapped my hands around my teacup. “Well, I suppose I am.”
“What the fuck happened to you?”
I frowned. “Well, if you didn’t expect to find me here, where did you expect to find me?”
Jen cleared her throat. Saul and Mike both seemed a little shifty.
“Hmm,” I started. “Did you expect to find me tied naked to a tree in the woods?”
By the looks on their faces, they clearly did.
“I see. So I have you lot to thank for that do I?”
“Don’t you remember?” asked Jen.
“Remember what?”
“Last night in the pub?”
“I remember we had a lot to drink… We got quite loud.”
“You don’t remember the forfeit game?”
“Hmm. No, I don’t. But I don’t think it takes a genius to put two and two together. Are you saying I was tied naked to a tree as a forfeit in a drinking game?”
Now they looked really shifty.
“Wow.” I took a sip of tea. “Hardcore game.”
“Are you okay?” Asked Saul.
“Define okay.” There was a pause. I laughed. “I am not permanently scarred. But remind me not to play any more drinking games with you lot.”
They all seemed relieved. Jen sat down on the edge of the bed, Mike and Saul found chairs.
“What time is it?” I asked. I still hadn’t really worked out the timeline of the day.
Mike looked at his watch. “Five o’clock.”
“Hair of the dog?” I asked.
“Sure.” Said Saul.
“But I am not buying.” I asserted.
There were nods.
“And we need to be back by eight.”
“Why?”
“I’ll explain over a G and T.”
...ooOoo…
We tried a different pub this time, and had a much more leisurely drink. I explained, to open mouths, what had happened in the woods, and, more importantly, what had happened with Lisa and Blackthorn since. Jen explained that the three of them had slept in our room last night and, later in the morning, had gone looking for me. We could only work out that they must have passed by me as I slept curled up next to the path.
When they hadn’t found me where they expected to, they didn’t really know what to do. They scoured the woods, went up to the top of Orrest Head and then tried to retrace their steps. If I hadn’t been back at the hotel, they were ready to call the police. In the scheme of things, I suppose I was glad it hadn’t come to that.
The gin helped relieve me of the last vestiges of my hangover. It also loosened my tongue enough that I could tell the others what had happened with Blackthorn and what was going to happen at eight o’clock. Mike seemed particularly delighted at the prospect of getting back at Lisa’s, and his, tormentor.
We ordered some food in the pub, and I realised I was ravenous. All I had had all day was a couple of cups of tea. When I finished my own food, I started pinching other people’s chips. In the end there was not a scrap of food on anyone’s plates. At around a quarter to eight, we headed back to the hotel and I had a brief phone conversation with Lisa. By eight o’clock, we were all in our positions; I called down to reception and asked to speak to Mr Blackthorn.
“Mr Blackthorn speaking.”
“Hello.” I said. “My name is Miss Taylor. You helped me in room 312 this afternoon.”
He coughed and spluttered a little.
“Oh. I thought you were expecting my call at eight.”
“Oh. yes Miss.” And then, as if there were others overhearing him, “You’re having more trouble with your television? I’d be happy to come and sort that out for you.”
He put down the phone. All systems were go.
He must have been pretty sprightly for a man in his fifties, as he was at the door very quickly. He gave a cheerful knock, and I called “Come in,” from the bed.
I suppose he had a pass key. He closed the door behind him and walked past the bathroom and into the bedroom. His eyes widened as he saw me lying naked on the bed, my legs apart.
“Hello,” I said with a drawl.
“Hello,” he replied.
I glanced down at his hand and realised that this time he’d already taken off his wedding ring.
“I do hope you’ve had a chance to rest since this afternoon.”
He sneered at me. “Oh, I’m fine”
“Why don’t you undress?” I asked. “And this time, take off your socks?”
He loosened his tie, and pulled it over his head, so he could reuse the knot. Then off came shoes, jacket, shirt, trousers and, with a little flourish, his socks.
As soon as he was naked, I reached to the bedside table and hit send on my mobile phone. I looked back at Blackthorn, who was sporting a semi. “You know, there’s something a little different this evening.”
“Oh yes? What’s that?” He asked.
“You’re the one getting punished this time.”
The door opened and in walked Lisa. “Hello,” She called from the hallway, “Would you like your bed turned down?”
Blackthorn covered his nethers as best he could as Lisa entered the room. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Coming to turn down Miss Taylor’s bed.”
“No you’re not. Bugger off. Right now, or you know exactly what will happen.”
Lisa stood her ground. There was a long pause. “No,” she said finally. “I am not going anywhere unless that’s what Miss Taylor wants.”
I smiled reassuringly. “You stay, Lisa dear.”
Blackthorn was furious. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Lisa told me all about what you’ve done to her.”
He glared at Lisa and then at me.
“But what you don’t know… What you don’t know is that those pictures you have won’t ever see the light of day. And in fact, you’re going to give them, all of them, to Lisa tonight. And you wouldn’t dare hold out on her. The price would be too high.”
“What are you talking about?”
I smiled and replied, “This afternoon, as you fucked me, Lisa took pictures. Not only pictures but video as you viciously used a hotel guest and, more importantly, were unfaithful to your wife.”
All the colour drained from his face. My heart was thumping; it was quite thrilling to see this tyrant fall. Blackthorn’s hands dropped to his sides and his cock seemed to shrivel before our eyes.
“So.” I said, “The worm has turned. And now you must do precisely as you are told, or risk the consequences.”
“Do you have those pictures here?”
He nodded, “In the hotel safe.”
“You wouldn’t hold out on us would you?”
He shook his head. “They’re all there.”
“Go get them. Now.”
He reached for his trousers and pulled them on without underwear. He slipped on his shoes, without socks and pulled on his shirt as quick as he could. “Hurry the fuck up!” I said.
Five minutes later he returned with the inevitable manilla envelope. I held out my hand. “Wait a minute,” he said. It was as if, in the time he took to get the pictures, he had gathered himself. “How do I know this video exists?”
I reached for my phone and played a section of video. I held it up for him. He stepped closer, his eyes widening as he clearly saw himself fucking my arse. It was so clearly him. He knew the game was up. he made a grab for my phone, “Ah, ah, ah,” I said, taunting him as I pulled the phone from his reach. That was also the phrase that Jen, Mike and Saul had been listening for. They stepped in from the bathroom.
“Envelope please,” I said. Blackthorn looked around at the other four people in the room, and saw he was beaten. He handed me the envelope and reached for his tie. As he was putting it back around his neck, I said, “Where do you think you’re going?”
He looked quizzical. “Do you think I’m finished with you?”
Pause.
“I’ve hardly extracted a quid pro quo, now have I?”
Pause.
“Now unless you want me to share those pictures and that video with your employers, your wife, and perhaps the Police, I think you had better get used to doing as you’re told.”
I held out the manilla envelope to Lisa, who took it, with a look of relief on her face. “Thank you,” she mouthed.
“Do you understand?”
My question was met with silence.
“Pardon?”
“Yes,” he said, under his breath.
“Pardon?”
“Yes,” he said, a little louder this time.
“Yes, Miss,” I corrected. His eyes widened, he coughed and cleared his throat. “Yes, Miss.”
“Good.” I smiled, glanced around the room at the others. They all grinned back at me. I turned back to Blackthorn. “Now strip.”
Earlier that afternoon, I had seen this man bear his teeth and growl like a dog, like a wolf. Now he looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck. Unable to move, paralysed with fear.
“Did you hear me?”
He nodded.
“Then do-as-you-are-told.” My eyes were unswerving, I held him in my gaze. I was the oncoming truck. He took off his shirt, then kicked off his shoes, before taking off his trousers. His cock hung limp, so unlike the hard, savage tool that he had fucked me with just a few hours earlier. His shoulders slumped, knew he was beaten, but didn’t know what to expect from us. Didn’t know how we’d exact our revenge.
“Kneel,” I said. After a pause, I added, “Don’t expect for a moment that I am in the habit of repeating myself.”
That was enough; he knelt. I looked through his jacket and trousers, until I found his mobile phone. I looked through the address book and found his wife’s number. Then I pointed the camera at him and took a picture.
“Do you want me to send this to her?” I asked. “To your wife?”
“No,” He replied, “Please, no.”
“Then beg. Beg Lisa’s forgiveness.” Though he glanced at her, he said nothing. “What?” I said with a growl, “Are you waiting for?”
He shuffled around to face Lisa and whispered, “Please forgive me.”
“For what?” I prompted.
“For being so awful to you. For blackmailing you, for taking your wages, for forcing you to work here, for threatening you.”
Lisa looked down at him. “Are you sorry?”
“Oh yes.”
“I know you’re fearful,” She said. “But are you sorry?”
“I don’t think he is,” put in Jen. She turned to Mike and Saul, inviting their input.
“Me neither” said Mike.
“Nah,” said Saul.
Jen stepped forward, standing next to Blackthorn’s kneeling form. “Get down. Get on your hands and knees and beg Lisa to forgive you.”
What choice did he have. Though he was already kneeling, he got down onto his hands and knees, and looked up at Lisa, “Please, please forgive me.”
Jen leaned over him and slapped his arse hard. So hard the sound reverberated around the room. A red hand shaped mark revealed itself on his hairy arse cheek. He gasped.
“Please Lisa. I’m so sorry I have been so awful to you.”
Smack! Jen his him harder this time; hard enough that it hurt her hand; she stood there gently blowing on it.
“I’ll do anything I can to make it up to you.”
This last comment raised a smile from Lisa’s mouth.
Smack! Jen really couldn’t keep this up. it was hurting her as much as it was hurting him. But Blackthorn was feeling the humiliation of his punishment. I walked over to my suitcase and found my black velvet drawstring bag containing my special toys for the journey. Smack! Blackthorn’s arse was glowing red now, and Lisa had had enough.
I turned from the suitcase and said, “I’m going to pay you back for what you did to me this afternoon.” He looked up and saw the big long black plastic strap-on dildo that I had been meaning to use on Jen. His eyes widened to saucers. “You fucked me in the arse, so now that’s what I’m going to do to you.”
I stepped into the dildo’s harness and pulled it up my legs. The plastic cock looked huge and mean.
“Oh God,” he said, as he felt me holding his waist in my hands. I slid the dildo back and forth between his legs, then along the cleft of his arse, feeling him tremble and moan.
Lisa was looking at me in disbelief. Jen handed her Blackthorn’s phone. “Official photographer,” she whispered.
I positioned the tip of the dildo at his arsehole and pulled him back onto the cock. He was so tense that the dildo just pressed against his anus. Jen passed me a tube of lubricant. “You might need this,” she said with a smile.
I squirted some lube onto my hand which I then used to smother the dildo. When it had a liberal covering, I spread some more around Blackthorn’s arsehole. When that too was covered, I pushed my index finger past his resistance. He whimpered as he felt my finger inside him. “Oh God,” he whined. “I’m so sorry.”
With the dildo’s tip once more positioned above his anus, I grabbed his waist again and pushed forward; this time, as I looked down, I could see the tip of that veiny plastic cock disappear inside his hole. He shuddered. I pushed again and more of the dildo entered him. Rocking back and forth, I slowly pushed more and more of the slick black dick into him.
Jen looked at me and smiled, “You know. I don’t think he can hide his enjoyment.”
I looked back at her in surprise, then followed her gaze. I couldn’t see his cock, but I reached around and found that it was as hard as ever.
“How embarrassing.” I said. You like being fucked in the arse. I slid the dildo almost completely out of him then rammed its whole length in. He gasped, and I felt his own cock spasm in my hand. “You dirty fucker.”
I slapped his arse then reached around to jerk his cock, as I fucked him with all my might. He was whimpering and moaning, trying to turn his face away as Lisa took pictures on his phone. It only took a few more thrusts before I felt his cock jerk in my hand and his whole body spasm. Something hot and wet spilled across my hand.
First slipping the cock from his ravaged arse, I then pushed him down onto the carpet with my foot. “If any of us ever hear of you doing anything, anything, to Lisa, or any other member of staff here. You know what will happen. Don’t you?”
Pause.
“Don’t you?”
“Yes Miss,” came the response, mumbled into the carpet.
“One more thing,” I said, “You are going to work out how much money you have taken from Lisa over the years and you are going to give it back, with generous interest. In cash, tomorrow. And If Lisa feels like you have shortchanged her, you know what will happen. Understood?”
“Yes Miss.”
“Then get up and fuck off.” As he got to his feet, cum and carpet fluff across his belly, I gathered his clothes shoes and phone and stuffed them into his hands. Saul opened the door, and Mike pushed him naked into the corridor.
Just as I finished getting dressed, the door opened and there were Jen, Mike and Saul.
“Holy shit!” Exclaimed Jen.
“Are you okay?” That was Saul.
I laughed and wrapped my hands around my teacup. “Well, I suppose I am.”
“What the fuck happened to you?”
I frowned. “Well, if you didn’t expect to find me here, where did you expect to find me?”
Jen cleared her throat. Saul and Mike both seemed a little shifty.
“Hmm,” I started. “Did you expect to find me tied naked to a tree in the woods?”
By the looks on their faces, they clearly did.
“I see. So I have you lot to thank for that do I?”
“Don’t you remember?” asked Jen.
“Remember what?”
“Last night in the pub?”
“I remember we had a lot to drink… We got quite loud.”
“You don’t remember the forfeit game?”
“Hmm. No, I don’t. But I don’t think it takes a genius to put two and two together. Are you saying I was tied naked to a tree as a forfeit in a drinking game?”
Now they looked really shifty.
“Wow.” I took a sip of tea. “Hardcore game.”
“Are you okay?” Asked Saul.
“Define okay.” There was a pause. I laughed. “I am not permanently scarred. But remind me not to play any more drinking games with you lot.”
They all seemed relieved. Jen sat down on the edge of the bed, Mike and Saul found chairs.
“What time is it?” I asked. I still hadn’t really worked out the timeline of the day.
Mike looked at his watch. “Five o’clock.”
“Hair of the dog?” I asked.
“Sure.” Said Saul.
“But I am not buying.” I asserted.
There were nods.
“And we need to be back by eight.”
“Why?”
“I’ll explain over a G and T.”
...ooOoo…
We tried a different pub this time, and had a much more leisurely drink. I explained, to open mouths, what had happened in the woods, and, more importantly, what had happened with Lisa and Blackthorn since. Jen explained that the three of them had slept in our room last night and, later in the morning, had gone looking for me. We could only work out that they must have passed by me as I slept curled up next to the path.
When they hadn’t found me where they expected to, they didn’t really know what to do. They scoured the woods, went up to the top of Orrest Head and then tried to retrace their steps. If I hadn’t been back at the hotel, they were ready to call the police. In the scheme of things, I suppose I was glad it hadn’t come to that.
The gin helped relieve me of the last vestiges of my hangover. It also loosened my tongue enough that I could tell the others what had happened with Blackthorn and what was going to happen at eight o’clock. Mike seemed particularly delighted at the prospect of getting back at Lisa’s, and his, tormentor.
We ordered some food in the pub, and I realised I was ravenous. All I had had all day was a couple of cups of tea. When I finished my own food, I started pinching other people’s chips. In the end there was not a scrap of food on anyone’s plates. At around a quarter to eight, we headed back to the hotel and I had a brief phone conversation with Lisa. By eight o’clock, we were all in our positions; I called down to reception and asked to speak to Mr Blackthorn.
“Mr Blackthorn speaking.”
“Hello.” I said. “My name is Miss Taylor. You helped me in room 312 this afternoon.”
He coughed and spluttered a little.
“Oh. I thought you were expecting my call at eight.”
“Oh. yes Miss.” And then, as if there were others overhearing him, “You’re having more trouble with your television? I’d be happy to come and sort that out for you.”
He put down the phone. All systems were go.
He must have been pretty sprightly for a man in his fifties, as he was at the door very quickly. He gave a cheerful knock, and I called “Come in,” from the bed.
I suppose he had a pass key. He closed the door behind him and walked past the bathroom and into the bedroom. His eyes widened as he saw me lying naked on the bed, my legs apart.
“Hello,” I said with a drawl.
“Hello,” he replied.
I glanced down at his hand and realised that this time he’d already taken off his wedding ring.
“I do hope you’ve had a chance to rest since this afternoon.”
He sneered at me. “Oh, I’m fine”
“Why don’t you undress?” I asked. “And this time, take off your socks?”
He loosened his tie, and pulled it over his head, so he could reuse the knot. Then off came shoes, jacket, shirt, trousers and, with a little flourish, his socks.
As soon as he was naked, I reached to the bedside table and hit send on my mobile phone. I looked back at Blackthorn, who was sporting a semi. “You know, there’s something a little different this evening.”
“Oh yes? What’s that?” He asked.
“You’re the one getting punished this time.”
The door opened and in walked Lisa. “Hello,” She called from the hallway, “Would you like your bed turned down?”
Blackthorn covered his nethers as best he could as Lisa entered the room. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Coming to turn down Miss Taylor’s bed.”
“No you’re not. Bugger off. Right now, or you know exactly what will happen.”
Lisa stood her ground. There was a long pause. “No,” she said finally. “I am not going anywhere unless that’s what Miss Taylor wants.”
I smiled reassuringly. “You stay, Lisa dear.”
Blackthorn was furious. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Lisa told me all about what you’ve done to her.”
He glared at Lisa and then at me.
“But what you don’t know… What you don’t know is that those pictures you have won’t ever see the light of day. And in fact, you’re going to give them, all of them, to Lisa tonight. And you wouldn’t dare hold out on her. The price would be too high.”
“What are you talking about?”
I smiled and replied, “This afternoon, as you fucked me, Lisa took pictures. Not only pictures but video as you viciously used a hotel guest and, more importantly, were unfaithful to your wife.”
All the colour drained from his face. My heart was thumping; it was quite thrilling to see this tyrant fall. Blackthorn’s hands dropped to his sides and his cock seemed to shrivel before our eyes.
“So.” I said, “The worm has turned. And now you must do precisely as you are told, or risk the consequences.”
“Do you have those pictures here?”
He nodded, “In the hotel safe.”
“You wouldn’t hold out on us would you?”
He shook his head. “They’re all there.”
“Go get them. Now.”
He reached for his trousers and pulled them on without underwear. He slipped on his shoes, without socks and pulled on his shirt as quick as he could. “Hurry the fuck up!” I said.
Five minutes later he returned with the inevitable manilla envelope. I held out my hand. “Wait a minute,” he said. It was as if, in the time he took to get the pictures, he had gathered himself. “How do I know this video exists?”
I reached for my phone and played a section of video. I held it up for him. He stepped closer, his eyes widening as he clearly saw himself fucking my arse. It was so clearly him. He knew the game was up. he made a grab for my phone, “Ah, ah, ah,” I said, taunting him as I pulled the phone from his reach. That was also the phrase that Jen, Mike and Saul had been listening for. They stepped in from the bathroom.
“Envelope please,” I said. Blackthorn looked around at the other four people in the room, and saw he was beaten. He handed me the envelope and reached for his tie. As he was putting it back around his neck, I said, “Where do you think you’re going?”
He looked quizzical. “Do you think I’m finished with you?”
Pause.
“I’ve hardly extracted a quid pro quo, now have I?”
Pause.
“Now unless you want me to share those pictures and that video with your employers, your wife, and perhaps the Police, I think you had better get used to doing as you’re told.”
I held out the manilla envelope to Lisa, who took it, with a look of relief on her face. “Thank you,” she mouthed.
“Do you understand?”
My question was met with silence.
“Pardon?”
“Yes,” he said, under his breath.
“Pardon?”
“Yes,” he said, a little louder this time.
“Yes, Miss,” I corrected. His eyes widened, he coughed and cleared his throat. “Yes, Miss.”
“Good.” I smiled, glanced around the room at the others. They all grinned back at me. I turned back to Blackthorn. “Now strip.”
Earlier that afternoon, I had seen this man bear his teeth and growl like a dog, like a wolf. Now he looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck. Unable to move, paralysed with fear.
“Did you hear me?”
He nodded.
“Then do-as-you-are-told.” My eyes were unswerving, I held him in my gaze. I was the oncoming truck. He took off his shirt, then kicked off his shoes, before taking off his trousers. His cock hung limp, so unlike the hard, savage tool that he had fucked me with just a few hours earlier. His shoulders slumped, knew he was beaten, but didn’t know what to expect from us. Didn’t know how we’d exact our revenge.
“Kneel,” I said. After a pause, I added, “Don’t expect for a moment that I am in the habit of repeating myself.”
That was enough; he knelt. I looked through his jacket and trousers, until I found his mobile phone. I looked through the address book and found his wife’s number. Then I pointed the camera at him and took a picture.
“Do you want me to send this to her?” I asked. “To your wife?”
“No,” He replied, “Please, no.”
“Then beg. Beg Lisa’s forgiveness.” Though he glanced at her, he said nothing. “What?” I said with a growl, “Are you waiting for?”
He shuffled around to face Lisa and whispered, “Please forgive me.”
“For what?” I prompted.
“For being so awful to you. For blackmailing you, for taking your wages, for forcing you to work here, for threatening you.”
Lisa looked down at him. “Are you sorry?”
“Oh yes.”
“I know you’re fearful,” She said. “But are you sorry?”
“I don’t think he is,” put in Jen. She turned to Mike and Saul, inviting their input.
“Me neither” said Mike.
“Nah,” said Saul.
Jen stepped forward, standing next to Blackthorn’s kneeling form. “Get down. Get on your hands and knees and beg Lisa to forgive you.”
What choice did he have. Though he was already kneeling, he got down onto his hands and knees, and looked up at Lisa, “Please, please forgive me.”
Jen leaned over him and slapped his arse hard. So hard the sound reverberated around the room. A red hand shaped mark revealed itself on his hairy arse cheek. He gasped.
“Please Lisa. I’m so sorry I have been so awful to you.”
Smack! Jen his him harder this time; hard enough that it hurt her hand; she stood there gently blowing on it.
“I’ll do anything I can to make it up to you.”
This last comment raised a smile from Lisa’s mouth.
Smack! Jen really couldn’t keep this up. it was hurting her as much as it was hurting him. But Blackthorn was feeling the humiliation of his punishment. I walked over to my suitcase and found my black velvet drawstring bag containing my special toys for the journey. Smack! Blackthorn’s arse was glowing red now, and Lisa had had enough.
I turned from the suitcase and said, “I’m going to pay you back for what you did to me this afternoon.” He looked up and saw the big long black plastic strap-on dildo that I had been meaning to use on Jen. His eyes widened to saucers. “You fucked me in the arse, so now that’s what I’m going to do to you.”
I stepped into the dildo’s harness and pulled it up my legs. The plastic cock looked huge and mean.
“Oh God,” he said, as he felt me holding his waist in my hands. I slid the dildo back and forth between his legs, then along the cleft of his arse, feeling him tremble and moan.
Lisa was looking at me in disbelief. Jen handed her Blackthorn’s phone. “Official photographer,” she whispered.
I positioned the tip of the dildo at his arsehole and pulled him back onto the cock. He was so tense that the dildo just pressed against his anus. Jen passed me a tube of lubricant. “You might need this,” she said with a smile.
I squirted some lube onto my hand which I then used to smother the dildo. When it had a liberal covering, I spread some more around Blackthorn’s arsehole. When that too was covered, I pushed my index finger past his resistance. He whimpered as he felt my finger inside him. “Oh God,” he whined. “I’m so sorry.”
With the dildo’s tip once more positioned above his anus, I grabbed his waist again and pushed forward; this time, as I looked down, I could see the tip of that veiny plastic cock disappear inside his hole. He shuddered. I pushed again and more of the dildo entered him. Rocking back and forth, I slowly pushed more and more of the slick black dick into him.
Jen looked at me and smiled, “You know. I don’t think he can hide his enjoyment.”
I looked back at her in surprise, then followed her gaze. I couldn’t see his cock, but I reached around and found that it was as hard as ever.
“How embarrassing.” I said. You like being fucked in the arse. I slid the dildo almost completely out of him then rammed its whole length in. He gasped, and I felt his own cock spasm in my hand. “You dirty fucker.”
I slapped his arse then reached around to jerk his cock, as I fucked him with all my might. He was whimpering and moaning, trying to turn his face away as Lisa took pictures on his phone. It only took a few more thrusts before I felt his cock jerk in my hand and his whole body spasm. Something hot and wet spilled across my hand.
First slipping the cock from his ravaged arse, I then pushed him down onto the carpet with my foot. “If any of us ever hear of you doing anything, anything, to Lisa, or any other member of staff here. You know what will happen. Don’t you?”
Pause.
“Don’t you?”
“Yes Miss,” came the response, mumbled into the carpet.
“One more thing,” I said, “You are going to work out how much money you have taken from Lisa over the years and you are going to give it back, with generous interest. In cash, tomorrow. And If Lisa feels like you have shortchanged her, you know what will happen. Understood?”
“Yes Miss.”
“Then get up and fuck off.” As he got to his feet, cum and carpet fluff across his belly, I gathered his clothes shoes and phone and stuffed them into his hands. Saul opened the door, and Mike pushed him naked into the corridor.
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