“Ohhhhhh fuck … that feels good.” He growled, pumping his hips roughly against Yulia’s face as she sucked him.
All Yulia could do was moan as he filled her mouth and pushed into her throat, deeper and deeper. Saliva dripped down her chin as she tried to keep up with his thrusting hips. She slid her hand down from his balls, and into her panties, rubbing her clit and pussy lips furiously as she blew him.
Snodgrass looked down and the sight before him and smiled. His gaze was returned directly by the obedient eyes of this stunning creature, as she masturbated while she sucked. Reaching down he grabbed her hair and yanked Yulia to her feet, bending her over his desk, his hard-on slipping from her oral grasp.
With a sudden smack, she squealed loudly as Snodgrass smacked her tight, firm ass, and then gripped her moist pussy, massaging and penetrating …
“You like that huh you little slut? Well, this interview is almost finished, I just need to evaluate one more skill of yours …”
Yulia trembled as she felt his erection push into her … this was it! She was about to get fucked. Then she heard him chuckle, as he rammed his cock deep into her body, letting out a loud grunt as he did so. Yulia could feel herself being stretched wide, as she let a whimper of both pain and pleasure. He began thrusting, pumping fast and fucking her hard, in hard, long strokes, his balls already slapping against her thighs.
“Fuckkk so hot, so tight, so fucking gorgeous!” Snodgrass growled out, giving her ass another slap as he continued fucking her from behind.
Yulia moaned and trembled as he went at her, she could feel his strong hands reach under her and start to grope and grab at her breasts. She squirmed, but he subdued her movement by putting more of his weight on her to keep her still. After a few more pumps and grunts, he pulled out of her and sat down on his chair, pulling her onto her lap, with her back facing him, his hands gripping her breasts.
“Be a good girl and ride my cock.” He said with a groan, impaling her once more before she could even catch her breath.
Eyes closed Yulia began riding and bouncing on him, as he lunged under her. His fingers found her clit and began to nip and pinch it into an erect state and she could tell by Mr Snodgrass’s heavy breathing, that he was getting very close to busting.
“Yeah that’s it … cum for me now, take this cock!” he growled, thrusting and grunting with every thrust of his manhood.
“Ohhhhhh yes, fuck me sir! Teach me my place in this company!” Even under such extreme provocation Agent Novikova knew the right things to say.
Yulia reached under and began to massage his tightening balls – he was grunting with every thrust now, drilling his hips up into her. Her body writhed and squirmed.
“You want my load in you slut? Well, you can have it … you better be on birth control though, you are, right?”
“Yes, yes I am … oh fuck!” Yulia felt her own juices rising.
Then Snodgrass groaned and grunted before finally slamming his hips up one last time, his hot seed gushing into Yulia’s soar and used cunt. His humping slowed down as he pumped every last drop of his sperm into her …
His forehead dropped onto her back as he attempted to regulate his breathing.
“Mmmmmm Mr Snodgrass, you’re a bad man! You came right in my pussy!” Yulia giggled in as ‘girly’ a manner as she could manage.
‘I better have got this job,’ she thought to herself as he pushed her upwards to let his softening cock slide out of its warm, tight sheath and release the residual sperm to run down her slender thighs.
Yulia’s Apartment, The Aspen Block, 4th Street NW, Washington, DC
Of course, Yulia got the job. Aaron Snodgrass was besotted with her already as it turned out, and he offered her the job before she left his office, with his sperm still sliding down her leg!
“You got it?” The voice was monotonic, matter-of-fact, no pleasantries nor congratulations.
“I did,” the Agent responded.
“Good. So, AI Tech has something we need. Mister Snodgrass has a Government contract to develop an Artificial Intelligence algorithm that can be ubiquitously used across a broad interface platform …”
“I have no idea what you just said,” interrupted Yulia.
Following the impatient sigh from the other end of the call, the voice continued. “AI Tech’s algorithm will speed up the NSA’s regulatory compliance efforts, and comes with a hardened protective infrastructure to secure it against attack. Aaron Snodgrass is working to put AI into practice at different points across the U.S. intelligence community.”
“What has this got to do with me. I now have the job as his Personal Fuck-Toy … sorry, I mean Assistant.”
The voice laughed. “Don’t worry Agent Novikova, you won’t have to understand anything. All you need to do is wait for further instructions from us. Your job is only to gain his trust over the next few days, and make sure to comply with everything he asks you to do.”
‘Everything he asks me to do …’ Yulia knew just where was heading.
The Crucible Club, 412 V Street, NE Washington DC
Yulia stood bent at the waist. Her neck and wrists were clamped through a wooden pillory. Her legs were spread wide apart and her firm breasts hung before her in a sensuously pendulous manner. She was naked, save for a pair of four-inch black heels, which required her to stand on her toes and forced her ass to be held higher than her shoulders, providing a beautiful display. Her eyes were blindfold, but she was not gagged. Her pussy was wet and quivering and her clitoris was swollen and aching to be touched.
The words ‘comply with everything he asks’ continued to spin around her head. Well, it turned out that her actual business assistance was limited to making his coffee and wearing the kind of clothes that would keep him entertained. And so, here she was, three days into her new role, in a fetish room at the Crucible Club, stripped and secured in a wooden frame for the entertainment of Mister Snodgrass’ business associates.
Behind her she heard the door being opened and heard Aaron talking to someone. Yulia tried in vain to turn her head and see who it was that would see her in this humiliating, helpless position.
“Come on in,” Aaron said. “Here she is; this is Miss Jelic. A real beauty, isn’t she?”
“Say ‘hello’ to our guest, Miss Jelic,” Aaron instructed.
Yulia’s voice died in her throat and the only sound she made was a small moan of frustration. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other and back again, which made her ass wiggle; and she twisted her bound wrists, which made her firm breasts sway slightly. She heard the two men chuckle.
“I’ll leave you two to have some time alone,” said Aaron as he closed the door behind himself.
As the man to her rear stripped off his shirt, Yulia began to panic slightly and twist against her bindings. She was alone, bound and naked, with a stranger. Surely this had to be illegal? But she had consented, she had little choice if she wanted the assignment to succeed. What would he do to her? Would he hurt her? This extreme Sexpionage-like experience had not been included in the curriculum at the Academy!