Chapter 5: Exposure

The final week of the contract felt like freefall. I wasn’t fighting anymore. I was diving.

Every morning I woke up with Damien’s cum dried on my thighs or still leaking from the night before. I’d started wearing the largest plug he’d given me to the office, thick, heavy stainless steel that stretched my ass constantly, a secret fullness that made me clench and drip while I sat through depositions and client calls. Under my tailored suits, my nipples stayed hard against lace bras he chose. My pussy stayed wet. Ready. Owned.

I sent him videos now without being asked. In the executive bathroom between meetings, skirt...