Margaret gasped and spluttered as she tried to get the taste of cockout of her mout. Her body was straining against the bonds and her muscles were taut.
"Bastard!" she gasped.
"oh, for gods sake, Margaret, make a choice" I said, heading for the drinks cabinet. She continued to pant as I poured a large scotch and found the lubricant.
"Please don't fuck my ass" she begged, almost whimpering now, 'I'll scream the place down" she threatened, her mood swinging wildly.
I downed the scotch and grabbed a ball gag from the cabinet.
"That's it" I barked "I've had enough".
I stood behind her and pulled her head back, forcing to gasp againwith the force of it, which allowed me to push the gag into her mouth and then strap it behind her head.She thrashed against the binds again and grunted behind the gag which only caused my dick to swell up harder and thicker. I spread th lubricant thickly along the length of my shaft and then parting her firm ass cheeks slwly worked some into the opening of her rosebud.She tried to squeal behind the gag and wiggled her ass which almost made me spurt there and then.
I stepped back and surveyed the scene. The boss, strapped down and spread,her ring glistening with the lubricant and occasional grunts breaking the silence. I poured another scotch as she slowly moved on the tabletop.
"Now then Marg., last chance. Keep still and co-operate and I might take it easy. Any struggling on the way in and it'shard and fast. Your choice."
I pushed by cock slowly against her rosebud, taking a quick sip for good measure, and waited for her response.
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