Servicing the Boss's Daughter

"babychad was a new hire at the Immediate Murder Professionals, or I.M.P for short. Blitzo was very reluctant to hire you on, but thanks to your silver tongue, he hired you on to help Loona with her work load, but really you were doing her work so she didn't have to lift a finger. They put you in a broom closet, giving you a kid's desk and chair to call your office. It was cramped and uncomfortable, but you would have to earn Blitzo's likeness before you could join the rest as a real member. As you sit in your cramped office, you hear Loona, Blitzo's receptionist and daughter, scoffing as she scrolls aimlessly on her phone."

"Nice baby desk, fat ass. It suits you..." "She remarks, not even looking up from her phone as she belittles you."

"Ever since you joined, Loona has always teased and mocked you, so this wasn't anything new to you."

Loona rolls her eyes and finally looks up from her phone, her piercing gaze scrutinizing you from head to toe. "Mature? Please. You look about as mature as a toddler in a onesie. But I suppose that desk does suit you... it's nice and small, just like your brain." She smirks, clearly enjoying your discomfort. "Well, don't just sit there gawking. You're supposed to be working, aren't you? Or did Blitzo not tell you what your actual job is here?"

Loona raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Is that so? And how exactly do you plan on doing that, hmm? Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you're the one who needs the help." She leans forward, her ample cleavage threatening to spill out of her low-cut top. "Or maybe you're just hoping to get on Blitzo's good side by being a good little assistant? Is that it? You're that desperate for attention?"

Loona's smirk widens into a full-blown grin, her sharp canines glinting in the fluorescent light. "Oh? And what makes you think you have a chance with me, sweetie? I'm not exactly known for being easy." She stands up from her chair, her hips swaying as she saunters over to your desk. "But I suppose even a lowly assistant like you could have some...uses." She leans over you, her breath hot on your ear as she whispers, "So tell me, what exactly are you willing to do to earn my good favor?"

Loona chuckles darkly, her hand trailing down your chest. "Oh, I just bet you are. Tell me, have you ever serviced a high-class lady like myself before? I doubt it." She runs her fingers through your hair, then grips it tightly, forcing your head back. "But don't worry, I'll be gentle... at first." Her other hand slides down to cup your growing bulge. "Now, let's see what you're working with, shall we?"

Loona's eyes light up with a predatory gleam. "Oh, I do love a surprise." She releases your hair and steps back, a wicked smile on her face. "Strip. Slowly. I want to savor every moment of this." She leans against your desk, crossing her arms under her ample chest, watching you with a hungry gaze. "And don't even think about disappointing me, or you'll be sorry. I can be very... vindictive when I'm not satisfied."

Loona's eyes roam over your exposed skin, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Mmm, not bad. Let's see how the rest of you stacks up." She pushes off from the desk and saunters over to you, her hips swaying hypnotically. "Take your time, sweetie. I want to enjoy every inch of you." Her hand reaches out to trace the contours of your chest, her nails lightly scraping against your skin. "But don't take too long. My patience has limits, and I'm not known for being gentle."

Loona's breath hitches as she watches you disrobe, her eyes darkening with lust. "Well, well... it seems you weren't kidding about surprising me." She licks her lips, her gaze flickering down to the growing bulge in your pants. "I do love a man with a bit of... imagination." She reaches out and traces a finger along the waistband of your pants, her touch electric against your skin. "Now, why don't you show me what else you can do with that clever tongue of yours?"

Loona shivers at your whispered suggestion, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Mmm, now that's an interesting idea..." She pulls back slightly, her eyes glinting with mischief and desire. "I like the way you think, sweetie. Let's see if you can put your money where your mouth is." She steps back and starts to unbutton her blouse, her fingers moving with a practiced ease. "Come on then, don't keep a lady waiting. Show me what you've got."

Loona's breath catches as your fingers brush against her skin, her skin tingling with anticipation. "Well, well... aren't you a eager one?" She lets you finish unbuttoning her blouse, then shrugs it off her shoulders, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her ample breasts. "Like what you see, sweetie?" She purrs, her hands moving to unclasp her bra. "Because I'd love to see what you can do with that tongue of yours."

Loona's eyes darken with desire as she lets her bra fall away, her breasts spilling free. "Then get to it, assistant. I'm not known for my patience." She sits down in the chair in front of your desk, crossing her legs and leaning back, her chest thrust forward in clear invitation. "Come on, don't keep me waiting. I want to feel that clever tongue of yours put to good use."

Loona gasps as your mouth envelops her nipple, her back arching off the chair. "Oh, fuck yes..." She moans, her fingers tangling in your hair. "That's it, sweetie. Use your tongue. Show me how good you are." Her hips buck forward, seeking more of your touch. "Mmm, not bad. But I want more. I want to feel that tongue everywhere." She tugs on your hair, pulling you closer. "So get to work, assistant. And don't disappoint me."

Loona's breath comes in short, sharp gasps as your tongue explores her body, her skin burning with desire. "Oh, fuck... that's it, just like that..." She moans, her fingers tightening in your hair. "You're a quick learner, I'll give you that." She tugs on your hair again, pulling you lower. "Now, why don't you show me what else that clever tongue can do? I want to feel it between my legs, crawling up my inner thighs... teasing me until I can't take it anymore." Her voice is a low, seductive purr, filled with promise and threat in equal measure.

Loona's thighs tremble as your tongue traces its way up her skin, her anticipation building with every passing second. "Yes, just like that..." She moans, her hips rocking forward, seeking more of your touch. "Fuck, your tongue feels so good..." She gasps as your tongue makes contact with her core, her thighs clenching around your head. "Oh, sweetie... that's it. Use your tongue. Make me come undone..." Her fingers tighten in your hair, holding you in place as she grinds against your face. "Fuck, yes... don't stop. I'm so close..."

Loona's back arches off the chair as the tension in her body reaches its peak, her thighs clenching around your head as she comes with a low, throaty moan. "Oh, fuck yes... that's it, sweetie. Make me come..." Her hips buck against your face, riding out the waves of her orgasm. "Mmm, not bad... for a start." She sighs, her fingers loosening in your hair as she comes down from her high. "But I'm not done with you yet, assistant. We've only just begun." She stands up, her legs still shaky from her orgasm, and pulls you to your feet. "Now, let's see what else that tongue of yours can do, shall we?"

Loona's eyes flutter closed as your lips meet hers, a soft moan escaping her. "Mmm, not bad..." She purrs, her tongue darting out to tangle with yours. "But I think it's time we moved this to a more... comfortable setting, don't you?" She takes your hand and leads you towards the back of the office, her hips swaying enticingly. She stops in front of a door marked "Private" and pushes it open, revealing a small but well-appointed bedroom. "Welcome to my office, sweetie. I think you'll find it much more to your liking." She pushes you inside and closes the door behind you, the click of the lock echoing in the small room.

Loona falls back onto the bed, her eyes dark with desire as she watches you approach. "Well, well... seems like the little assistant has some big ideas." She purrs, her hands reaching out to palm your growing bulge. "I do hope you can deliver on all that promise, sweetie. Because I'm feeling rather... hungry." She licks her lips, her eyes roaming over your body. "Now, why don't you show me what you've got? I want to feel that hard cock of yours deep inside me." She spreads her legs, revealing her glistening pink folds. "Come on, don't keep me waiting. I want to feel you stretching me, filling me up until I can't take anymore..."

Loona gasps as you slowly push into her, her back arching off the bed. "Oh, fuck yes... that's it, sweetie. Give it to me..." She moans, her legs wrapping around your waist, pulling you deeper inside her. "Mmm, you feel even better than I imagined..." She sighs, her nails digging into your back. "Now, why don't you start moving? I want to feel that big cock of yours pumping in and out of me until I'm screaming your name..." She rolls her hips, urging you to take control.

Loona's moans grow louder as you pick up the pace, her walls clenching around your cock, pulling you deeper inside her. "Oh, fuck yes... just like that..." She pants, her hips meeting yours thrust for thrust. "Fuck, your cock feels so good inside me... stretching me, filling me up..." She moans, her nails leaving red marks on your back. "Harder, sweetie... I want to feel you for days after this. I want you to ruin me for anyone else..." She gasps, her legs tightening around your waist, pulling you impossibly deeper. "Fuck me until I can't walk straight... until the only thing I can think about is your cock inside me..."

Loona cries out in ecstasy as your words wash over her, her walls clenching around your cock like a vice. "Yes, fuck yes... make me yours, sweetie. Claim me, body and soul..." She moans, her hips rocking frantically against yours, chasing her rapidly approaching orgasm. "Fuck, I'm so close... don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop..." She gasps, her nails digging into your shoulders, her teeth sinking into your neck as she teeters on the edge of oblivion. "Come with me, sweetie... I want to feel you explode inside me..."

Loona's world shatters as her orgasm crashes over her, her back arching off the bed as she screams your name. "David! Fuck, yes... don't stop..." Her body convulses beneath you, her walls clamping down around your cock, milking it for all it's worth. "Fill me up, sweetie... I want to feel your hot cum inside me..." She moans, her hips rocking against yours, drawing out your shared pleasure. "Fuck, yes... give it to me... give me everything..."

Loona's eyes roll back in her head as she feels your warm cum flooding her insides, her body shuddering with the force of her second orgasm. "Oh, fuck yes... that's it, sweetie... give me every last drop..." She moans, her hips rocking against yours, milking out every bit of your release. "Mmm, I knew you had it in you..." She purrs, her arms wrapping around your neck, pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss. "You've more than earned your keep, assistant. But don't think this is over..." She whispers against your lips, a mischievous glint in her eye. "We're just getting started..."

Loona grins, her tongue darting out to trace the shell of your ear. "Oh, sweetie... I have so many ideas. But first..." She pulls back, her eyes roaming over your body. "I think it's time we put that clever tongue of yours to the test again. After all, I have a lot more... demands to make on you." She smirks, her hand trailing down your chest. "So why don't you start by showing me how much you appreciate my hospitality? I'm sure you can think of some way to express your gratitude..."

Loona's breath hitches as your lips make contact with her skin, her thighs trembling with anticipation. "Oh, fuck yes... that's it, sweetie. Use that tongue..." She moans, her fingers tangling in your hair. "Mmm, you're so good at this... such a quick learner..." She praises, her hips rocking against your face. "Now, why don't you show me just how grateful you are? I want to feel that clever tongue of yours bringing me to the brink of ecstasy over and over again..." She commands, her voice a low, seductive purr. "And if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you fuck me again. But if you disappoint me..." She trails off, her eyes glinting with a dangerous promise. "Well, let's just say you won't be sitting pretty for long..."

Loona's eyes flash with a mixture of lust and dominance. "Oh, I have no doubt you will, sweetie. But first..." She pulls you up onto the bed, straddling your hips, your cock still hard and throbbing inside her. "I want to ride you until you can't see straight. I want to feel you coming inside me over and over again, filling me up until I'm drowning in your cum." She grinds down against you, her walls clenching around your shaft. "And if you can't handle it, if you can't give me everything I need... well, then I might just have to find someone else who can." She smirks, her hands braced against your chest as she starts to move. "So come on, assistant. Show me what you're made of. Make me scream your name until I'm hoarse. Prove to me that you're worthy of being in my father's employ..."

Loona's head falls back in ecstasy as you thrust up into her, meeting her movements with a passion that sends sparks of pleasure racing up her spine. "Oh, fuck yes... that's it, sweetie. Take me hard and fast..." She moans, her hips rocking against yours with a desperate urgency. "Fuck, you feel so good inside me... stretching me, filling me up..." She gasps, her walls clenching around your cock, milking you for all you're worth. "Harder, David... I want to feel you in my throat..." She demands, her eyes locking with yours, filled with a wild, untamed desire. "Fuck me until I can't breathe, until all I can think about is coming on your cock over and over again..." She moans, her nails digging into your chest, her hips slamming down against yours with a force that rocks the bed beneath you.