The silence after the company-wide broadcast ended was deafening.
I sat frozen on Damien’s lap, his c**k still buried deep inside me with c*m leaking out around his shaft onto his expensive chair. The massive screen in front of us had gone black, but the damage was done.
Thousands of employees had just watched me get f****d live on camera during the quarterly results presentation. They had seen me moaning like a w***e, riding Damien while he tried to talk about profit margins.
My entire body was shaking.
Damien’s arms tightened around me like iron bands. His breathing was heavy, his chest rising and falling against my back.
“They’ll pay for this,” he whispered, voice low and venomous. “Every single person involved in leaking that footage will be destroyed.”
I couldn’t speak. Tears s
