Cum For Me Sir(2)

Chapter 2: First Training

The marble floor was cold against my palms and knees as I crawled toward him, the remnants of his cum from the boardroom still slowly leaking down my inner thighs. The collar around my neck felt heavier with every movement, the silver tag bouncing lightly against my throat like a constant reminder: *Property of Marcus Vale*.

I hated how my body responded. My pussy clenched with every shift forward, nipples tight and aching under the remains of my torn blouse. My clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat. I was furious, humiliated, and so fucking wet it was embarrassing.

Marcus stood in...