บททั้งหมดของ The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Sophia Monroe rushed into the lobby of the Apex Tower at 6:47 PM, her heels clicking on marble floors, her portfolio tucked under her arm. She was twenty-five, fresh out of business school, interviewing for analyst positions at firms in this building, running late for her final meeting of the day.The elevator banks were nearly empty, most people had already left for the evening. She pressed the button for the 58th floor and stepped inside, checking her reflection in the mirrored walls. Black pencil skirt, white blouse, her dark hair pulled back in a professional bun. She looked competent, serious, ready.The doors started to close."Hold that!" a deep voice called.Sophia hit the door-open button, and three men entered....all in expensive suits, clearly senior executives, all significantly older than her.The first man was tall, six-foot-four easily with salt-and-pepper hair and piercing blue eyes. Late forties, powerfully built, the kind of presence that commanded a room. He nodded

Marcus increased his pace.....it became faster, harder, deeper and Sophia felt another orgasm building. She came with a scream, her pussy clenching around Marcus's massive cock, and he groaned."Fuck, I'm going to come," he warned. "Going to fill this pussy. You on birth control?""Yes," Sophia gasped."Good. Because I'm coming inside you."He did.....burying himself to the hilt and emptying deep inside her with a guttural groan. Sophia felt him pulsing, felt the hot spurts of cum flooding her, so much it started leaking out around his cock.When Marcus pulled out, Sophia's legs almost gave out, but David caught her."My turn," he said, and before Sophia could catch her breath, David had positioned her differently.He sat on the elevator floor, his back against the wall, and pulled Sophia onto his lap. "Ride me," he commanded. "Show me what you can do."Sophia straddled him, and David's curved fourteen inches slid into her cum-filled pussy easily. From this angle, his curve hit differ

He pinched them...not hard, just enough to send electricity through Sophie's body. She gasped, arching into his touch."Very responsive," Vincent said with satisfaction. "Now the panties. Remove them."Sophie slid her panties down her legs, stepping out of them. Now she stood completely naked in her landlord's office while he was fully clothed, and the power dynamic made her even wetter.Vincent knelt in front of her, and Sophie's breath caught. His face was inches from her pussy, and she could feel his breath on her inner thighs."Spread your legs," he commanded.She did, and Vincent's fingers gently parted her folds, examining her clinically. "Already wet. You want this, don't you, Sophie?""Yes," she admitted."Say it properly. 'Yes, Mr. Vincent.'""Yes, Mr. Vincent.""Good girl." His finger slid along her slit, gathering her arousal. "So wet. So ready. I think you've been fantasizing about this. About an older man taking control. Using you. Haven't you?""Yes, Mr. Vincent.""Hones

The following Thursday, Sophie arrived to find four men waiting.Vincent and Marcus she knew. The other two were new:DAVID MARTINEZ - early fifties, Latino, silver hair, expensive suit. "Vincent's told us about you, Sophie. We're very interested in these inspections."JAMES REEVES - late forties, Black, six-foot-four, built like a former athlete. "Looking forward to examining you thoroughly.""Gentlemen," Vincent said, "Sophie has agreed to expand her inspection services. She'll be servicing all four of us tonight. Sophie, same rules apply. Safe words if needed. But I think you're ready for this. Aren't you?""Yes, Mr. Vincent," Sophie said, her voice steady despite her racing heart."Then strip. Show them what they'll be working with."Sophie removed her dress, standing naked before four powerful, fully-clothed older men. Their eyes devoured her, assessing, hungry."Magnificent," David murmured. "Vincent, you've outdone yourself.""Let's begin," Vincent said. "Sophie, on your knees

At 10 PM, all thirteen women were brought to the main hall, a stunning space with a stage at one end and seats arranged theater-style. Twenty men in expensive suits filled the front rows.Victoria stood at the podium. "Gentlemen, welcome to THE ARRANGEMENT. Our first offering tonight..."One by one, the women were presented. Some received modest bidding....$200,000, $300,000. Others went higher....$500,000, $700,000.Then: "Our final offering of the evening: Natalia Rodriguez, twenty-four, master's degree in international business, speaks English, Spanish, and French, trained in classical ballet, no major sexual experience but eager to learn."Natalia walked onto the stage, her heart pounding, lights bright, twenty male faces staring up at her."Bidding starts at one hundred thousand dollars.""Two hundred thousand," a voice called immediately."Three hundred thousand," another."Five hundred thousand," a third."One million dollars," Damien's voice rang out, clear and commanding.The