Alisa
When I exit the bathroom, Denton wraps one hand around my wrist and guides me to his desk. He pushes me down on the chair and stands behind me. Denton pushes my hair to the side and wraps both hands around my neck.
He leans down and asks. "You're going to be a good little girl for me, aren't you?"
"Yes, Sir," I manage.
"Pull down your top and let me see those tits."
I pull down my top and regret not wearing a bra.
My n*****s harden when Denton leans down and hisses in my ear. "Look at that, your n*****s are just begging me to put my mouth on them again."
"Sir," I whimper.
Denton slides his hands down my chest and pushes my breasts together. His thumbs brush against my sensitive tip, making me moan."
"You gonna be my good girl?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Oh my God.
"Spank me," I whi
