Corporate Sins: 8🄵

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I was called into the executive conference room at exactly 11:30 AM. The long glass table had been cleared, the curtain blinds were fully closed, and five men sat waiting for me. Damien Sinclair relaxed at the head of the table like a king, Marcus sat to his right, already smirking while three other powerful men I didn’t recognize completed the group all in expensive suits and staring at me with raw hunger. ā€œLock the door, Lila,ā€ Damien ordered. I locked it with trembling fingers. Five men were truly ready to f**k me raw. ā€œStrip slowly. Let them see what belongs to us.ā€ I took off my tight dress and stood completely naked in front of the five men. My n*****s were already hard. My p***y was wet and throbbing with a mix of fear and shameful excitement. Damien gestured lazily. ā€œGentle

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