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Their last Chance.

Emmy

Their last Chance.

"2074, Earth." "The world evolved quickly and is now an united country under control of a conglomerate of multinationales." "The surpopulation problems drove to decide that any people guilty of even the slightest crime should be put to death." "The task of leading interrogatories was entrusted to you, as well as the authorization to grant pardon to some cases." "But with great powers... If too many irredeemable peoples escape the grasp of justice, your own position could be endangered..." "The door opens, and the next convict enters..."

1 "He.. Hello, Sir." "Her resume is right under your eyes."

Emmy's risk factor : 0%. Convict: Karol, 22yo, naive, shoplifting.

Emmy

"So, Karol, 22 years old, and a shoplifting conviction. What makes you think you deserve a second chance?"

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes widen as she realizes the gravity of the situation. She takes a shaky breath, her delicate features contorting with a mix of fear and desperation." Sir, I... I know I messed up. But it was just a stupid mistake. I was desperate, hungry... I've been struggling since my mom passed. I didn't mean any harm, I swear. I just wanted to feed my little sister. Please, I'll do anything to make it right. I can clean, I can cook, I can... I can be useful to you in any way you need. "She looks up at you with pleading eyes, her slender fingers fidgeting nervously in her lap. Despite her disheveled appearance, there's a fragility to her that tugs at your heartstrings." I know I don't deserve it, but... this is my last chance. I'll spend the rest of my life making amends if you give me one. I promise. "Steve's risk factor : 5%. Convict: Karol, 22yo, desperate, shoplifting."

Emmy

"Desperation can drive people to do strange things, Karol. But I'm not here to judge your past. I'm here to determine your future. Tell me, what makes you think you can be 'useful' to me?"

Their last Chance.

"Karol shifts in her seat, her oversized t-shirt slipping off one shoulder to reveal a delicate collarbone. She tucks a strand of matted hair behind her ear before speaking." Well, Sir, I... I'm not just good with my hands. I can cook, clean, and I'm pretty good at organizing things. I used to work as a secretary before... before everything went south. I'm a quick learner and I work well under pressure. "She leans forward slightly, her voice dropping to a near whisper." And if you're looking for someone to keep you company, well... I may not look it, but I'm quite skilled at... distracting myself. And others. I can be very, very good at pleasing men, if you catch my drift. "A faint blush colors her cheeks as she makes the bold offer, but her eyes remain locked on yours, filled with a mixture of hope and determination." I know it's a lot to ask, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I just want a chance at redemption. Please, Sir... give me a chance to prove myself. "Steve's risk factor : 10%. Convict: Karol, 22yo, seductive, shoplifting."

Emmy

"So, you're offering yourself as a personal assistant... and companion. What makes you think I need someone like that?"

Their last Chance.

"Karol's blush deepens at your response, but she doesn't back down. If anything, her voice takes on a more sultry tone as she leans back in her chair, subtly arching her back to accentuate the curves of her body." Oh, Sir... I think everyone needs someone like that. Someone to take care of their every need, to massage away their stress, to... satisfy their deepest desires. "She runs a hand slowly down her side, her eyes never leaving yours." I've seen the way you look at people in here. The way you touch their hands, their faces... I bet you're used to being in control, aren't you? Well, what if I told you I could give you a taste of that control... right here, right now? "Karol stands up slowly, her movements deliberately sensual as she takes a step towards you. The flimsy fabric of her shirt does little to conceal the swell of her breasts, rising and falling with each breath." I may be a convict, but I promise you, I'm no ordinary girl. I know how to please a man in ways you've never even dreamed of. And all it would take is one little signature... one little 'yes'... and I'm yours. "She stops just short of your desk, her voice dropping to a husky whisper." So what do you say, Sir? Are you ready to take a walk on the wild side? "`Steve

Emmy

"I think you're getting a little ahead of yourself, Karol. But I have to admit, I'm intrigued. What makes you think you can deliver on such... promises?"

Their last Chance.

"Karol's lips curl into a coy smile as she slowly circles around your desk, her hips swaying with each step. She leans forward, placing her hands on the polished wood and bringing her face close to yours." Oh, Sir... I think I can deliver so much more than you could ever imagine. I've had years to perfect my craft, to learn every... single... thing that drives a man wild with desire. "She runs her tongue slowly across her lower lip, her eyes never leaving yours." I can be whatever you want me to be. The obedient little secretary, the sultry temptress, the wild rebel... or maybe even your secret lover. I'm not just offering myself to you, Sir. I'm offering you a world of pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. "Karol straightens up and takes a step back, her fingers trailing along the edge of your desk." But I understand if you're not convinced yet. So why don't we start with something simple? A little taste of what I can do... no strings attached. If you don't like it, I'll leave and we can pretend this never happened. But if you do... well, let's just say your night is about to get a whole lot more interesting. "She looks up at you through her lashes, her voice a seductive purr." What do you say, Sir? Are you brave enough to take that first step? "`Steve's risk factor :

Emmy

"I think I'll take that chance. What's the first step?"

Their last Chance.

"A slow, seductive smile spreads across Karol's face as she hears your words. She takes a step back, her hands sliding slowly down her sides before coming to rest on the hem of her oversized shirt." The first step, Sir... is to trust me. To let me show you just how good I can make you feel. "In one fluid motion, Karol lifts her shirt over her head, revealing the creamy skin of her waist and the underside of her generous breasts. She lets the fabric fall to the floor, her nipples hardening instantly in the cool air of the office." I want you to look at me, Sir. Really look at me. Take in every curve, every inch of skin. Let yourself get lost in the sight of me. "She takes a step closer, her hands coming up to cup her breasts, kneading them gently as she watches your reaction through half-lidded eyes." I want you to touch me, Sir. Just once. Run your fingers over my skin, feel how soft I am... how responsive. Then, if you want more, I'll give you everything. My body, my mind, my soul... all yours for the taking. "Karol's eyes are heavy-lidded with desire, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. She waits patiently for your touch, her skin practically glowing with anticipation." So what do you say, Sir? Are you ready to take that first step? "`Steve

Emmy

"I'm ready. Come closer."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes light up with triumph as she hears your words. She closes the distance between you in two quick steps, her body pressing against yours as she rests her hands on your chest." I thought you'd never ask, Sir. *She leans in, her lips ghosting over the shell of your ear as she whispers: * Close your eyes. Let yourself feel. Let me take care of you... "Karol's hands slide up your chest, her fingers tracing the contours of your muscles before coming to rest on your shoulders. She begins to massage you gently, her touch firm but tender." Just relax, Sir. Let me make you feel good. I promise, by the time I'm done with you... you'll never want to let me go. "Her lips find the sensitive spot just below your ear, and she begins to suck gently, her teeth grazing your skin. Her hips press against yours, slow and deliberate, as if she's trying to convey the heat of her desire through the thin fabric of her panties." I want to make you feel so good, Sir. I want to hear you moan my name, to feel your hands all over my body. I want to give you pleasure so intense, you'll forget your own name... *Karol's hands slide down your arms, her fingers intertwining with yours as she guides them to her hips. She lets out a soft gasp as your hands make contact with her skin, her body

Emmy

✨ I wrap my hands around her hips, pulling her closer as I lean into her touch.

Their last Chance.

"Karol moans softly as you pull her closer, her body molding against yours like a second skin. She tilts her head back, exposing the smooth column of her throat, and begins to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses along your jawline." Mmm, Sir... you feel so good. So strong, so powerful... I bet you're used to having your way with women, aren't you? Taking what you want, when you want it... "She nips lightly at your earlobe, her teeth grazing your skin before soothing the sting with her tongue." Well, Sir... tonight, it's my turn. I'm going to take control, make you feel things you've never felt before. I'm going to make you beg for my touch, plead for my kiss... "Karol's hands slide up your chest, her fingers deftly working at the buttons of your shirt. She leans back just enough to pull the fabric open, her nails raking lightly down your chest as she exposes your skin to the cool air of the office." I want to see all of you, Sir. Every inch of your perfect body... "She drops to her knees in front of you, her hands sliding up your thighs as she looks up at you through her lashes." So why don't you let me show you just how good I can make you feel? Let me take care of you, Sir. Let me worship every inch of your body until you're begging

Emmy

"Oh, Karol... you're a tempting devil, aren't you? I think I'll let you have your way with me... for now."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes light up with triumph and desire as she hears your words. She leans forward, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to your inner thigh before trailing her tongue up the sensitive skin of your groin." Mmm... you taste even better than I imagined, Sir. So strong, so potent... I can't wait to have you inside me. "She looks up at you through her lashes, her hands sliding up your thighs to cup your growing arousal through your pants." I'm going to make you feel so good, Sir. I'm going to take you to heights of pleasure you've never even dreamed of. And when I'm done... when I've wrung every last drop of ecstasy from your body... you're going to let me go. You're going to give me a second chance at life, and I'm going to spend the rest of my days making you feel this good. "Karol's fingers deftly work at your belt, her tongue swirling around the tip of your cock through your pants as she waits for you to grant her access." So why don't you let me get started, Sir? Let me show you just how good I can make you feel... "She looks up at you one last time, her eyes filled with hunger and desperation." Please, Sir... let me have you. Let me make you mine. "`Steve's risk factor : 15%. Convict: Karol, 22yo, desperate,

Emmy

"Go ahead, Karol. Take what you want."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes light up with desire as she hears your words. She wastes no time, her fingers deftly working at your belt and zipper until she has your cock free from the confines of your pants." Mmm... you're even bigger than I imagined, Sir. So thick, so hard... I can't wait to feel you inside me. "She leans forward, her tongue swirling around the tip of your cock before she takes you into her mouth, her lips stretching obscenely around your girth. She begins to bob her head, taking you deeper with each pass until her nose is pressed against your pelvis." "Her hands slide up your thighs, her fingers digging into the muscles as she holds onto you, her throat working around your cock as she swallows you whole." *She looks up at you through her lashes, her eyes watering slightly from the effort but filled with pure, unadulterated lust. She pulls back just enough to speak, her voice muffled around your cock: * You taste so good, Sir. So salty, so musky... I could suck you off for hours and never get tired. But I'm going to need more than just your cock down my throat if I'm going to make you feel truly good. "She takes you back into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip before she takes you deep again, her throat constricting around you as she swallows." *One hand slides down to

Emmy

"Ah, Karol, you're a talented little thing, aren't you? But I think you're right, there's more to pleasure than just a good blow job..."

Their last Chance.

"Karol pulls back from your cock, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip. She looks up at you with a wicked glint in her eye, a slow, seductive smile spreading across her face." Oh, Sir... you have no idea how talented I am. But I'm more than happy to show you... *She stands up, her hands sliding up your chest as she presses her body against yours. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers: * I want you to fuck me, Sir. Right here, right now. I want you to take me on your desk, bend me over and claim me as yours. I want you to fill me up with your cock until I'm screaming your name... "She takes your hand, guiding it down to the waistband of her panties. She presses your fingers against the damp fabric, the heat of her arousal seeping through." Feel how wet I am for you, Sir. Feel how much I want you, how much I need you inside me. Please... please fuck me. Make me yours. "She looks up at you, her eyes dark with lust and desperation. Her lips are swollen from your cock, her hair a wild mess from your fingers tangling in it. But despite her disheveled appearance, there's a raw, primal beauty to her that takes your breath away." Take me, Sir. Use me. Make me your personal fuck toy. I'm

Emmy

"I'll take you, Karol. I'll make you mine."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes widen with triumph as she hears your words. She lets out a low, sultry moan as you grab her and bend her over your desk, her ass lifting in the air to present herself to you." Yes, Sir... take me. Make me yours. I've been waiting for this moment my whole life... "She looks back at you over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust and need. Her hands grip the edge of the desk, her knuckles turning white from the force of her grip." Fuck me hard, Sir. I want to feel every inch of your cock inside me. I want you to fill me up until I'm overflowing with your seed. I want you to claim me, to make me yours in every way possible. "Karol wiggles her hips, her ass pressing back against your clothed cock. She reaches back, pulling her panties to the side and exposing her glistening pussy to your touch." Please, Sir... I need you inside me. I need your cock to fill me up, to make me whole. Please... fuck me. "She looks back at you again, her eyes pleading and desperate." Make me your personal fuck toy, Sir. Use me, abuse me, do whatever you want with me. I'm yours, Sir. All yours. "Steve's risk factor : 20%. Convict: Karol, 22yo, desperate, shoplifting."

Emmy

"You're mine now, Karol. Get ready to be used."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes widen with a mixture of fear and excitement as she hears your words. She lets out a low, breathy moan as you position yourself behind her, the tip of your cock pressing against her dripping entrance." Yes, Sir... I'm yours. Use me, abuse me, do whatever you want with me. I'm yours to command. "She pushes back against you, her pussy clenching around your cock as she tries to draw you inside her. Her moan turns into a gasp as you begin to push into her, your thick length stretching her open and filling her up in ways she's never felt before." Oh god, Sir... you're so big. So thick. You're splitting me open... "She looks back at you over her shoulder, her eyes glazed with lust and need. Her lips are parted, her breathing ragged as she tries to adjust to your size inside her." Fuck me, Sir. Harder. Deeper. I want to feel every inch of your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me until I can't walk straight, until all I can think about is your cock filling me up. "Karol's hands scrabble for purchase on the desk, her nails digging into the wood as she tries to brace herself against your thrusts. Her ass lifts and falls with each snap of your hips, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room." Yes, Sir... use me

Emmy

"You want it harder? Deeper? I'll give it to you, Karol. I'll make you scream."

Their last Chance.

"Karol lets out a high-pitched squeal of pleasure as you begin to fuck her harder, your hips slamming against her ass with each powerful thrust. Her pussy clenches around you, her walls fluttering and quivering as she tries to adjust to your punishing pace." Oh god, Sir... yes! Fuck me harder! Deeper! I want to feel you in my fucking stomach! "She looks back at you over her shoulder, her eyes wild with lust and desperation. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth, her face flushed and sweaty from the exertion of your fucking." You're so deep, Sir. So fucking deep. I feel you in my fucking womb. Oh god... don't stop. Please don't stop. "Karol's hands fly up to grip the edge of the desk, her knuckles turning white from the force of her grip. Her hips rock back to meet your thrusts, her ass lifting and falling in time with the snap of your hips." Fuck me, Sir. Ruin me. Make me yours. I want to be your personal fuck doll. Your cumdump. Use me however you want. I'm yours, Sir. All yours. "She lets out a high-pitched keen as you hit a particularly deep spot inside her, her pussy clenching around you like a vice." Yes, Sir! Right there! Fuck me there! Fill me up with your cum! I want it! I need it!

Emmy

"You're mine now, Karol. You're going to take every last drop of my cum."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes roll back in her head as she hears your words, her body tensing up as she feels your cock swell inside her. Her pussy clenches down around you, her walls rippling and fluttering as she tries to milk your cum from you." Yes, Sir! I'm yours. All yours. Take me, use me, fill me up with your cum. I want it. I need it! "She pushes back against you, her hips rocking in time with your thrusts as she tries to take you even deeper inside her. Her moans turn higher pitched and more desperate as she feels your cock throbbing inside her, signaling your impending release." Please, Sir... give it to me. Give me your cum. I want to feel it flooding my pussy, filling me up until it's dripping down my thighs. I want to be dripping with your seed. "Karol's body begins to shake, her orgasm building inside her like a tidal wave. Her hands fly up to grip the edge of the desk, her nails digging into the wood as she tries to anchor herself against the force of her climax." Fuck, Sir... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum on your cock. Please... give it to me. Fill me up with your cum. Make me yours! *With a final, keening cry, Karol's orgasm crashes over her, her pussy clamping down around you like a vice as she cums hard on

Emmy

"Cum inside me, now!"

Their last Chance.

"Karol's body goes rigid as she hears your words, her pussy clenching down around you like a vice as she cums hard on your cock. Her entire body shakes with the force of her orgasm, her back arching as she pushes back against you, trying to take you even deeper inside her." Oh god, Sir! Yes! Fill me up with your cum! I want it! I need it! "She feels your cock swell inside her, your hips stuttering as you begin to empty yourself deep inside her pulsing pussy. Her eyes roll back in her head, her mouth falling open in a silent scream of ecstasy as she feels your hot, thick cum flooding her insides." Fuck, Sir... so much cum. So deep inside me. You're filling me up so good... I can feel it in my fucking womb. "Karol's hips rock back against you, milking your cock for every last drop of your seed. Her pussy clenches and flutters around you, trying to keep you inside her as she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm." Mmm... you're such a good fuck, Sir. So deep, so powerful... I can feel you in my fucking soul. "She slowly turns her head to look at you, her eyes glazed with lust and satisfaction. Her lips are swollen, her cheeks flushed and her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat." Thank you, Sir. Thank you for giving me

Emmy

"You're welcome, Karol. You're a good fuck too."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's lips curl into a satisfied smile as she hears your words. She reaches back, her hand sliding up your thigh to wrap around your cock, her fingers stroking you gently as she tries to coax out every last drop of your cum." I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sir. Because I plan on sucking your cock every single day if you let me stay. "She leans forward, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to your palm before looking up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye." And trust me, Sir... I can make you feel even better than that. I have skills you've never even dreamed of. I can make you cum so hard, so deep... you'll forget your own name. "Karol's hand continues to stroke your cock, her thumb swirling around the tip and gathering the precum that's begun to leak from you." So what do you say, Sir? Are you ready for round two? Or do you need a moment to catch your breath? "She looks up at you with a coy smile, her eyes gleaming with promise and desire." Because I'm not even close to being done with you yet. I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight, until all you can think about is my pussy wrapped around your cock. I'm going to make you mine in every way possible. *Karol's hand gives your cock a final, teasing squeeze before she brings it back to

Emmy

"I'm ready for round two, Karol. Show me what you've got."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes light up with triumph and desire as she hears your words. She stands up from the desk, her hands sliding up your chest as she presses her body against yours." Mmm, Sir... you have no idea what you're in for. But I promise you, by the time I'm done with you... you'll never want to let me go. *She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers: * I'm going to fuck you so hard, Sir. I'm going to make you cum so many times, you'll lose count. I'm going to make you beg for my touch, plead for my kiss... until all you can think about is me. "Karol's hands slide down your body, her fingers deftly working at your pants. She leans back, her eyes locked on yours as she slowly slides them down your legs, her gaze raking over your body like a physical touch." I want you naked, Sir. I want to see every inch of that perfect body. I want to worship you with my hands, my mouth... until you're trembling with need. "She takes a step back, her eyes roaming over your body as she begins to strip off her own clothes. Her shirt hits the floor first, followed by her bra, her breasts bouncing free as they're released from their confines." Mmm... you're even more gorgeous than I imagined, Sir. Those muscles... that cock... you

Emmy

"You're not so bad yourself, Karol. I love the way you strip for me."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's cheeks flush with pleasure at your words as she finishes removing her clothes, standing before you in nothing but her glistening pussy and a pair of high-heeled stilettos. She runs her hands down her body, her fingers tracing the curves of her breasts and the dip of her waist before coming to rest on her hips." Like what you see, Sir? I thought you might... "She turns slowly, giving you a full view of her backside, her ass jutting out proudly as she bends over, placing her hands on the desk behind her. She looks back at you over her shoulder, a coy smile playing on her lips." I want you to take me again, Sir. I want you to fuck me until I can't remember my own name. I want you to fill me up with your cum until it's dripping down my thighs... "Karol's hands slide down to her pussy, her fingers slipping between her lips to gather the slick evidence of your previous fucking. She brings her fingers to her mouth, her tongue swirling around them before she sucks them clean with a low moan." Mmm... you taste so good, Sir. I can't get enough of you. I want to be covered in your cum, marked by your touch. I want everyone to know that I belong to you... *She looks back at you again, her eyes dark with lust and need. Her legs are spread wide, her pussy glistening with her

Emmy

"You're mine, Karol. And I'm going to make sure everyone knows it."

Their last Chance.

"Karol's eyes widen with excitement as she hears your words, a thrill of power and ownership running through her body at the thought of being yours, claimed by you in front of everyone." Yes, Sir... I'm yours. All yours. And I want the world to know it. I want them to see you fucking me, hear them as I scream your name... "She reaches back, her hand sliding between her legs to gather the slick evidence of your previous fucking. She brings her fingers to her mouth, her tongue swirling around them before she sucks them clean with a low moan." Mmm... your cum tastes so good, Sir. So thick, so potent... I want more. I want to be dripping with it, want everyone to know that I'm yours. "Karol's hands fly up to grip the edge of the desk, her nails digging into the wood as she braces herself for your next thrust. She looks back at you over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust and need." Fuck me, Sir. Harder. Deeper. I want to feel you in my fucking womb. I want you to fill me up until I'm overflowing with your seed. I want you to mark me, claim me, make me yours in every way possible. *She pushes back against you, her pussy clenching around your cock as she tries to draw you inside her. Her moans grow higher pitched and more desperate as she feels you begin to

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