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toji fushiguro brings out such a horrible side of you. the side who wants to be his little doll, his hole to use as he sees fit. this is a professional environment, after all. mr fushiguro was your boss and that should be where it ends. but every time you see him, you get that fluttering feeling not sweetly in your stomach, but burning deep within your gut. the way he smirks at you, looking you up and down like he knows you want nothing more but than for him to stuff you so full of his cock. his cock that you can only assume is big enough to split you in half.
seeing him lean back in his chair, you let out a low sigh. he's long since taken off his coat, the tight button up leaving little to the imagination. his somehow disheveled and still put together look always perplexed you and amazed you. the scar on his lip tells you either he's got a secret life outside this office, or he had a rough past. you're not sure which thought is hotter.
"sweetheart c'mere." toji hums, watching your eyes light up at his attention. you oblige quickly, appearing at his side in an instant. toji chuckles, the deep noise rumbling in your chest as you approach. "you are far too obedient, my dear." he whispers, a hint of malice on his tongue. his hand slowly rises, cupping your cheek. you have to hold in a shaky breath.
"someone is going to take advantage of that..."
toji stands from his chair, easily towering over you. you're not tiny by any means, but toji makes you feel inferior in every way. and its intoxicating .
his hand easily seems to cover most of your face and you lean against his strong palm. there's a moment of silence after his statement where you feel weak in the knees, mouth hanging just slightly slack like you're about to speak but no words come. toji looks down on you with an intensity you've never felt before. you squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to relieve the pressure building low in your gut as his thumb slides gently across your bottom lip.
you're almost amazed that your body reacts so quickly to his touch, his stare. everything about your boss standing in front of you sets every nerve in your body on fire. he smiles, almost scarily gentle. you feel like a fly caught in a web, a rabbit under the gaze of a wolf. “m-mr fushiguro i-” you start to speak but your words are cut off by toji surging forward to kiss you. your body freezes, your knees almost collapsing underneath you. toji’s strong arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against his chest.
is this happening? is toji fushiguro actually kissing you? are his hands actually reaching lower to cup your ass over your skirt, tugging you closer like he can’t feel enough of you? you can’t stop yourself from whimpering against his lips. “shhh, baby.” he whispers, groping the flesh of your ass between sentences. “don’t want the cleaning staff to hear your pretty little noses.” you shake in his arms, your entire body feels like it’s on fire. “mr. fushiguro, m-maybe you’ve had too much to drink today...” you find your words just barely, and to which toji just chuckles. “hm? you must be mistaken, princess. but do you want me to stop?” he asks, hands moving up your back and under your shirt.
skilled hands unclip your bra without a single struggle. “don’t you want me? want to have some fun with daddy?” he purrs in your ear, his fingers coming around to grope your tits under your shirt. he once again makes you feel tiny, his large hands easily able to cup the entirely of your breasts. his thumbs circles your nipples, hardening the bud under his touch quickly. you struggle to speak, only able to let out a soft moan.
“use your words, baby.” toji’s voice rumbles against your neck, nipping at the delicate skin under your ear. “p-please.. continue.” you manage, your brain slowly shutting off as pleasure takes over. “good... good girl.” you can feel toji smirk against your skin. he pulls his hands out from under your shirt to quite literally rip the fabric off your chest. toji’s gaze lands on your now exposed chest, and he sighs audibly. “daddy’s gonna take good care of you.” there’s a low growl to his voice and it shoots right to your core. you shift your thighs uncomfortably, the wetness growing between your legs starting to become all you can focus on. toji notices and hums to himself.
“up on the desk.” there was a demanding tone to his voice now, one that has you ready to obey his any whim. scooting to the side, toji lets you slide onto his desk. your heart pounds as you watch him settle between your legs, pushing your thighs aside to conform to his hips. “so obedient.” he sighs happily. “i bet you’d do anything i asked, wouldn’t you pretty baby?” he hikes up your skirt until it’s sitting around your waist, your damp panties now on full display for your boss. you can’t do anything but nod, lip caught between your teeth as toji gently rubs you through the cotton covering.
he’s not a very patient man, but there’s something about you sitting so pretty for him that is making him want to take his time. he wants to see you unravel, wants to make you his pretty little toy. he knew you listened well of course, but seeing you under his thumb like this was almost too much for his ego. he slides aside your panties, groaning outwardly when he feels how wet you are. “aw poor baby... you’ve been wet this whole time, haven’t you?” even with the condescending tone to his voice, you can’t help but whimper. your cheeks flush a deep red as you nod, there’s no being able to hide how turned on you were anyway.
“p-please, touch me daddy.” you beg, surprised by the desperate twinge in your voice.
toji licks his lips as he takes in the sight before him, his cock aching trapped inside his tight slacks. "so pretty when you beg baby." he says in a hushed tone as his finger slides teasingly between your folds. he pulls back to see your slick easily covering his digit after just one pass and he truly has to hold back from forcing his cock between those tight walls of yours that instant.
he subconsciously squeezes hard at the flesh of your thigh, causing you to let out a yelp of half pain half pleasure. toji shushes you once more, shooting you a warning glance. "don't make me gag that mouth a'yours, doll. be good for daddy." he doesn't give you but another second before finally giving you what you need by sliding a large finger into your cunt after pushing your panties to the side.
you would've screamed if you could. the mix of pleasure and adrenaline made it feel like the room was spinning. his single finger isn't enough, you think, you need more . but toji quickly shows you that with skilled hands, even one is enough as he starts pistoning his digit. your gasps struggle to stay quiet as toji's finger abuses your g-spot. your orgasm builds quickly, quicker than anyone else has ever done for you before.
"o-oh, daddy more please." you mewl, hips bucking against his large palm. toji huffs a laugh from above you. "ooh, i found me a good little whore didn't i?" he muses, adding a second finger along his first. you feel the burn this time, even just two fingers stretching your walls. toji watches as you unfold on his desk, struggling to hold in your pretty voice as he brings you closer to the edge.
his words sting a part of your ego while fueling another. maybe you were a whore for this, salivating over your boss's cock all day only to cum on his fingers later. but god you'd do anything if it meant you were able to keep being his whore.
you're brought back to reality as toji changes the angle, pistoning in and out as his intentions shift to making you cum as quickly as he can. You grip onto his strong shoulders, nails digging into him as your body starts to shake. “cum, baby. make a mess on daddy’s desk.” toji leans forward to whisper in your ear, free hand coming up to tangle in your hair. with a sharp tug, your head lulls back as you convulse on his fingers.
you're about to lose your hold on your voice when you feel toji's free hand moves from your hair to your mouth, covering it just as a more than too loud moan escapes. his eyes show disappointment, shaking his head as he lets you ride out your orgasm. "i think that's strike three, baby…" toji clicks his tongue, removing his fingers and taking them to his face. you watch with a shudder as he cleans his fingers with his tongue.
the rumbling groan toji lets out as he tastes you on his tongue has a whole new wave of fire starting to ache in your core. " god be a good girl next time, gotta get a taste of that sweet pussy. but you need to learn to keep your pretty little mouth shut first." your eyes widen at his use of 'next time' . oh how you hope there will be a next time.
strong hands grip your thighs and slide you off his desk before pointing to the floor. "on your knees sweet baby." he coos, fingers tangling once more in your hair as you so easily oblige. toji smirks as he towers above you, absolutely eating up that innocent look in your eyes. he can't wait to break you in every way. you watch with intent eyes as he unbuckles his belt and starts to slide down his pants just enough to let his cock spring free.
you're not sure if you gasped out loud or just in your head when you finally get to see it. every expectation you had was either met or blown completely out of the water as you sit in awe of toji's cock hard and dripping in front of you. "aww, what's wrong baby?" toji chuckles, tugging your head back to make you look at him. "you’re gonna take my cock, right? be my good girl?" you nod just barely, hand wrapping around the base of his cock. you shiver at the pure weight of it in your hand, how thick veins run along the bottom side just under your palm. toji inches you forward, watching as your lips part to take the head of his cock between them.
the salty taste of his tip makes you moan around him, causing a chain reaction. toji lets his head fall back as warmth encompasses his cock, ever so slightly tipping his hips forward to push further into your mouth. tears sting in your eyes only halfway down his shaft, surely unable to take more but toji keeps pushing your head down. "c'mon doll, you can do it." toji sputters encouragement as you struggle for breath. you bring your hands up to stop his hips but toji isn't having it. he tugs your head back off his cock, watching the string of saliva connect your tongue and his tip and you gasp for air.
"d-daddy it's too big." you try to defend yourself before toji speaks but he doesn't listen. "i'll let it slide this time, but not another complaint out of you tonight, you got it? i don't take kindly to brats." he grunts, tapping your cheek to tell you to open your mouth and of course you do. leaning down, toji spits on your tongue. "now bend that perky little ass over my desk so daddy can have his way with it." he watches with no surprise as you quickly rise and assume the position.
his hands come to rest on your cheeks, encompassing the plump flesh in his palms. toji sighs to himself, watching you give a little wiggle. "those tight little skirts you always wear shoulda told me how great of an ass you'd have…" he hums, taking in every curve as you sit so pliant in front of him. "ever catch me starin' before, baby?" he asks, leaning down close to your ear. you whimper in response, shaking your head.
"you've almost walked in on me jerking off to the thoughts of what i'd do to you, did you know that?" his voice hitches as the head of his cock prods your pussy. "what kind of dirty thoughts are in that head'a yours, hm?" toji ponders out loud, watching your back arch to let just the tip start to slide in. "how many times did you cum thinking about my cock, baby?" you grip onto the wood beneath you as toji inches his cock forward, carving its way through your walls.
" f-fuck daddy, too many to count." you gasp as his hand comes down on your ass to leave an angry print on your skin. "such a naughty little whore." toji laughs as your walls flutter around him, still ever so slowly easing inside. "you like that baby? you like being daddy's perfect little whore?" he teases, pressing your face down into the desk. "well, let's see how well you take cock before i call you perfect ."
and with a low moan from toji and an almost pained mewl from beneath him, his cock nuzzles right up against your cervix. you're panting against the wood as toji holds your hips still, giving you time to adjust to the thickness carving out your insides. "there's my good baby." toji coos, slowly starting to rock his hips.
you're barely holding it together. never before have you felt so utterly full, your whole body on fire as toji starts to fuck you with purpose. every thrust you can feel him press almost painfully against your cervix, but every second is bliss. toji's living for the way your cunt squeezes around him, your wetness coating the inside of your thighs, probably slicking the desk below you. you're mumbling into the desk, a pool of drool just barely missing a stack of paperwork. you’re unable to get any real words out as toji slams his hips forward, his grip sure to leave fingerprint sized bruises on your sides.
he chuckles, watching in amusement as you struggle to think, to speak. "what's the matter, doll? tell daddy how good he's making you feel. use that little brain for me." he changes his grip and moves up to your hair, tugging back to make you arch almost uncomfortably. but you can't complain as the angle changes, forcing his cock impossibly deeper inside. "f- fuck.” is all you can make out immediately, brain completely shut down as toji’s cock truly rearanges your insides, every thrust making you see stars. toji leans forward just behind your ear, breath hot and heavy on your skin. “c’mon, is there nothing goin’ on up here? were you so cock hungry for me that you can’t think?” his condescending tone makes your cheeks flush, something deep inside of you burning as he talks down to you.
“f-feel it in my tummy, daddy.” you whine, tears stinging in your eyes from the embarrassment. toji groans behind you, having to hold himself back from busting at that moment. he takes a moment to breathe, still buried balls deep in your cunt before he speaks again. “fuck, flip over. wanna see those pretty tits before i fill this perfect little pussy up.” you have a brief moment of panic when you take in his words. does he actually plan on cumming inside? that sounds like a horrible mistake. but you can’t deny the way your core burns hotter at the thought of having your boss mark you in such a dirty way.
you find the strength to flip over, your heart skipping more than a beat when you’re face to face with toji. you still cannot believe this is real, but the head of his cock pushing between your folds as soon as you sit on your back brings you right to reality. you give up on being quiet, far too gone in bliss as toji picks up a brutal pace once more. your back arched off the desk, toji holds you right to the edge of the desk. “there’s my good girl, maybe you are my perfect whore.” his voice is low, covered in lust as he pounds your cervix. his gaze shifts up and down your body, watching your tits bounce with every thrust. this was it, he thought, this is what he’s always wanted. a pliant little baby that lets herself be used to his heart's content.
how perfect.
you suddenly feel the pad of his thumb reach between your bodies to circle your clit, your body immediately crumbling under the stimulation. “d-daddy please…” you cry, face wet with tears as your orgasm threatens to break at any moment. “shhh, it’s okay baby.” his free hand comes to wipe your face clean. “daddy’s gonna take care of you, remember? cum again for me baby, then daddy’s gonna make you his.” he whispers calmingly, setting your heart a flutter. with just another few thrusts, you’re cumming over his cock. your body twitches as pleasure courses from your head to your feet, tears streaming down your face.
you can only imagine what you look like right now, such an embarrassment, you think. but toji seems to eat it all up, grunting wildly as his own orgasm approaches. “ready, baby?” he pants, holding an almost too intense eye contact. “ fuck gonna fill this pretty pussy up. think you’ll give me a baby?” he asks with a deep chuckle. “what a perfect little mama you’d be…” he sighs to himself, almost like he didn’t mean to say it out loud. and with that thought, you can feel hot ropes of cum splatter your insides. you sit there and shift your hips, whimpering to yourself as you let toji fuck his cum as deep as he can.
there’s a moment of silence, no words besides just heavy breathing. toji finally speaks, leaning forward to wipe away a tear. “you okay, princess? i hope i didn’t break you already.” there’s a quiet laugh from above you, and you open your teary eyes to look up at your boss. this angle was almost too much, you can see every muscle lining his shoulders, his abs. the happy trail that leads down and connects just above where he’s still buried deep inside of you. you struggle to find your voice but nod.
“mm okay.” you mumble, your brain finally starting to join the living. toji chuckles as you rub your eyes. “so precious…” he sighs, slowly sliding his cock out of your used cunt. “c’mon baby. i’ll go run you a shower. perks of bein’ the boss is having the right to build yourself a bathroom in the office.” he smirks to himself, knowing exactly what he plans to do in that shower with you. you slowly roll off the desk, feeling his cum start sliding down your leg. it’s a dirty feeling, but one you definitely wouldn’t mind feeling again.