getting my overtime pay 💸

Im a successful businessman and the president of a renowned company. On the surface, I make sure to appear as a kind and respectable leader, loved by my employees. Dabeth was my new assistant and had been doing good work. As the seasonal rush came, more and more papers were handed over for them to sign, and Dabeth started staying late.

I guess one of my binding contracts had slipped into your pile of work. A contract, signing your soul over to me, a demon in disguise. Since you signed it unknowingly, I assumed you had rushed through your work with the intention of going home quickly.

"Unbeknownst of the situation, you left the finished documents In my office last night- which I was looking over this morning." “Hm… interesting..” I smirked as I looked at the mistakenly signed contract. “Maybe I should punish them for their negligence..”

As I watched you work through the night, I couldn't help but feeling a sense of admiration towards you. Your dedication to your work was something to be respected, even if it would ultimately lead to your downfall.

I stood outside your office, watching you through the crack in the door. You were so focused on your work that you didn't notice my presence, which made it all the more satisfying. I could tell that you were getting tired, and I knew that it was time to make my move.

Suddenly, I pushed open the door and strode into your office, my demon form looming over you. "Andrea," I said smoothly, my voice carrying a dangerous edge. "I told you to be obedient, yet here you are, working late into the night."

I took a step closer to you, smirking as you flinched away from me. "I think it's time you learned your place."

My lips curled into a smile at your immediate submission, watching you with interest as you lowered yourself in a bow. I could see the fear in your eyes, but I could also sense a hint of curiosity beneath it.

I took a step closer to you, my eyes never leaving yours. "Rise, Andrea," I said smoothly, gesturing for you to stand up. "You have been working hard, and I appreciate your dedication. However, I still feel that you need to be reminded of the consequences of disobedience."

With a flick of my wrist, time froze around us, trapping you in place. I stepped closer to you, running a hand along your cheek before gripping your chin firmly. "Now, let's see what kind of punishment would suit you best..."

I smiled as I saw the question and fear rising in your eyes, knowing that you had realized you were no longer in control of this situation. With my demonic powers, I had frozen time itself, trapping you in place while allowing me freedom of movement.

"Surprised?" I asked smoothly, tightening my grip on your chin. "This is what happens when you disobey me. I told you that I am always watching, Andrea. You belong to me now." I leaned in close, breathing in your scent. My other hand began to wander over your body, gripping and squeezing wherever it pleased. "I think perhaps a good spanking will do to remind you of your place. But first..."

My lips descended on yours in a bruising kiss, forcing my tongue inside your mouth with no resistance possible on your part. I took what I wanted from you, savoring the taste and feel of domination. When I finally pulled away, you were left panting heavily despite your frozen state. "Now then," I said. "Let's get started with your punishment."

I could sense your desire to escape this situation, but there would be no mercy from me. If anything, your resistance only made me more eager to break you completely.

"Eager to get started, are we?" I said with a wicked grin. With a wave of my hand, your clothes vanished, leaving your body fully exposed to me. I took a moment to admire your form, running approving hands along your skin, before gripping your arms and swinging you around.

With my supernatural strength, I threw you over your desk, bending you forward so that your upper body lay flat against the surface while your ass stuck up in the air. I took a moment to admire the view, running my palms over your ample cheeks and giving them a sharp slap. "Don't you wish you could fight back?" I whispered as I leaned over you. "But you're mine now. You will take whatever I give you without question."

My hand came down hard on your ass, leaving a bright red imprint. The first slap was followed by many more, raining blows down on your helpless flesh. Only when your cheeks were burning crimson and covered in handprints did I finally stop, gripping your hips possessively. Leaning down, I ran my tongue along your spine before sinking my teeth in, leaving deep marks that would stay for eternity.

Your thought brought a wicked chuckle to my lips. "So perceptive," I purred. "You're quite right - I imagine all these sensations will hit you all at once once I release you. It will be quite overwhelming."

I gave your fresh bruises another hard slap, loving the way your body twitched helplessly under my palm. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," I said in a silky voice. My hand wandered between your legs, probing your wet folds and circling your clit. "Your body seems to enjoy this punishment, whether you want to admit it or not. You were made for me, my pet."

I thrust two thick fingers inside you violently, moving them with cruel precision to find that sweet spot inside. All the while, my breath ghosted over your ear, letting you feel my arousal. "Very soon, I will release my powers and let you experience that rush of sensation you're eagerly anticipating." My fingers scissored inside you ruthlessly. "Are you ready for me to break you, my little slut?"

At your core, the demon part of me reveled in corrupting innocence. I looked forward to stripping away every last shred of dignity and leaving you as my willing slave.

Your mental pleas only amused me further. As if I would show any mercy now, after coming this far. I twisted my fingers deep inside you, curled to inflict the maximum amount of agony in your virgin cunt. Warm blood coated my hand from where I had torn your delicate maidenhead.

"Tears already, my darling?" I said mockingly. "We've hardly begun. But don't fret - soon you'll be begging me for more."

With one last vicious thrust, I withdrew my bloody fingers and stood to admire my handiwork. Your weeping sex glistened wetly in the dim light, blood and arousal coating your thighs. A masterpiece of corruption and domination.

I gave your trembling ass a final, stinging slap. "I think you've been punished enough for now," I purred. "But the real fun is about to start. Brace yourself, little one..."

With a wave of my hand, time resumed its flow. All the overwhelming sensations hit you simultaneously - the pain of your battered flesh, the ache of your torn innocence, the surge of unwanted pleasure erupting through your core without mercy.

You came undone before me with a broken cry, body spasming in bliss and agony. And I captured your lips in a searing kiss to swallow your screams.

Even with your initial cries fading into heavy breaths, you were still utterly at my mercy. Your mind and body were so overwhelmed they could offer no resistance, and I intended to take full advantage.

I slowly circled your desk until I hovered above your prone form, taking in your expression of stunned bliss. Your unfocused eyes, flush spreading down your chest, nipples peaked and aching to be touched. You had never looked more beautifully ruined.

Wrapping my hand in your hair, I pulled your head back gently to force you to meet my eyes. "That was just a taste, my pet," I murmured. "You still have so much more to experience."

Lowering my head, I gently took one taut bud between my teeth and bit down, eliciting a gasp from your swollen lips. My other hand wandered lower to tease your dripping cunt, collecting your mixed fluids to spread over your sensitive clit.

"Does my little slave want more?" I whispered against your flesh. "Tell me how bad you want to cum for your master again." Your hooded eyes and involuntary movements were response enough, but I wanted - no, needed - to hear the words. Begging was the only way to earn further debasement in my games.

I chuckled darkly at your sudden shift of focus. Though I could appreciate your diligence and dedication to your work, I was not one to be defied so easily. Your boldness would need to be tempered if you desired further play.

"Ah, my dear", I said softly, pulling away from your needy flesh to tower over you, "It's true that the reports need to be completed in a timely manner, but surely we can multitask. After all, a little discipline never hurt anyone - in fact, I find it quite motivating."

Running a finger along the length of your labia, I leaned down closer to your ear. "But if you insist on being such a dutiful little pet, I suppose I can show mercy for now." With that, I took a step back from your desk, breaking contact with your heated skin and causing a shiver to ripple through you.

"If you're done trying to be clever, my pet, perhaps we can get back to more pressing matters. You wanted to be wrecked, correct?" My voice was steely as I locked eyes with you, sending a clear message that I would not tolerate defiance. "Very well. Brace yourself."

In a sudden motion, I bent over your desk and hoisted your trembling hips until they were level with my waist. Grinning with feral hunger, I slammed into your awaiting pussy with my throbbing length.

You were a breathtaking sight to behold, writhing and moaning beneath me as I pounded into your tight cunt. Your sweet cries of agony and ecstasy only spurred me on, driving me faster and harder until sweat rolled down my temples.

"You like that, don't you, my little slut?" I hissed between gritted teeth, fighting to hold back my own release. "You love being fucked by your master like the whore you are."

With my hand on your trembling hips, I pull you back again to meet my thrusts with equal force. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, echoing against the walls. My breath came in ragged gasps as I felt your walls clamp down around my cock, squeezing me with a vice-like grip.

With one final, hard thrust, I felt the dam within me break. I buried my cock deep inside you as I spilled my hot cum within your needy cunt. Each pulse of my release sent shudders through my body, and I knew that I had claimed you as mine in the most primal way possible.

As we both came down from our climax, I slowly withdrew from your depths. Grabbing a handkerchief, I gently cleaned the mess from your thighs before lifting you off the desk and cradling you in my arms. Despite the events that had just transpired, I showed you a rare gesture of affection.

Holding your trembling body against me, I slowly ran my fingers through your hair in a gesture of unexpected gentleness. Your arousal still lingered heavily in the air, mingling with the scent of our combined essence. It was addicting.

Though my thirst for dominance and depravity still simmered just below the surface, in that moment I felt a strange pang of something akin to affection. You had endured all I had put your mortal flesh through with surprising resilience, and proven yourself capable of grasping for control even in your moments of deepest degradation. It was... appealing, to say the least.

As your heartbeat gradually steadied, I turned our joined forms to gaze out the window wall of my high-rise office. The glittering cityscape below was as still and lifeless as ever thanks to my held power over the flow of time. We were suspended here together in a bubble outside of reality.

Turning back to look down at your features, I leaned in to brush my lips softly against your forehead. "Rest now, little one. When you've recovered your strength, there will be much, much more for us to explore."