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Chapter 11: Emma

Emma was filing her fingernails out of boredom. Her regular customer was late and she was worried he was a no-show again. Then, suddenly the curtain moved and Emma's hopes rose up. To her surprise, it was not Mr. Jenkins, but Victor.
"What are you doing here?" Emma asked with bored voice and Victor gave her one of his glares. "I'm going to have a client any minute now."
"No you won't", Victor said and was unzipping his pants.
"What do you mean? – And what the hell are you doing?" Emma asked, tilting her head towards the jeans. Victor's hands made quick work getting his dick out. Emma was confused but not scared.
"He won't come, he cancelled", Victor told her and walked towards Emma. It was getting clearer to her what was on his mind. She stood up, her hand on her hip as a sign of confrontation.
"So you just thought I was available to fuck, is that it?" Emma said, dropping her file to the couch.
"Something like that, yeah", Victor said and pushed Emma to the couch like he had done last time as well. She was quick to jump up again, but he kept her down, against her will.
"Think again. Logan will notice", Emma hissed. It was not that she didn't like fucking Victor, but more like she didn't like the way he treated her – and at the same time, she loved it. It was the game that turned her on, playing hard to get, making him more frustrated, thirsty for sex. "He thinks I'm skipping and we won't get any money. He'll fire me."
Victor was taking something out of his pocket and Emma saw how he spread some cash to the air, like it was nothing, like it had no value to him. And it probably was so. Money didn't make him happy.

"He won't say anything", Victor was sure and climbed closer. Emma pushed her back. To him, it was also the chase that really turned him on. They were alike. "I've paid you now, so what's the problem?"
"You think you can just come here, unannounced, and get your way with me?" Emma snorted with pursed lips.
"Yes, that was exactly what I thought", Victor reveled his sharp teeth again by smiling. Emma grasped his cock tightly in her hand, to make him groan, as she raised her eyebrow, challenging him. And that was exactly the reaction she got – but that was not all. Victor furiously shook her hand off and turned her around again. Emma huffed, feeling the couch hurting her because of the fast movements.
"I want to see your face", Emma insisted, trying to turn around, but Victor didn't give her space to do so. Victor's elbow was blocking her against the couch and Emma did a poor job on struggling.
"Stay still, you bitch", Victor commanded but Emma wasn't in the mood to obey. Her grunting was barely hearable because of her face that was gently smashed towards the cushions. The man raised her ass again, spreading her legs for eagle view. Victor went on his knees and was just tall enough to reach her back. He moved the string off from her thongs and licked the pussy, making Emma shiver. Although she was furious, she still gave herself permission to enjoy - came whatever. Victor noticed the reaction and as soon as he had licked her sex, he gave it a gentle blow, just to make her shiver again. Emma pulled her hips to herself, to bury the sensation deep within her but Victor didn't let her. He pulled her ass back up and stripped the thongs off, to her knees. Then the man adjusted his hands on her ass cheeks and spread them apart. Emma was holding to the seat and watching over her shoulder, as Victor's face disappeared between the legs. He began to feed himself like he was dying for her juices. Emma felt his tongue entertaining her clit and moaned in a week position. Victor's tongue started to explore the surroundings and eventually met her other hole. Emma trembled as he was licking her asshole with his strong tongue. She was done with putting up a fight at this point.

"O-ah…" Emma moaned between her lips, closing her eyes. Victor wasn't really paying any attention to her at this point but was planning his next move. The juice mixed with his spit as he sucked whatever he could get a reach of. When she was dripping, Victor rose up and spit on his hand, using it as a lubricant to his dick. Emma opened her eyes and was restless.
"Why did you stop…?" she asked.
"Because I'm not here to give pleasure only for you, I have to get my money's worth", he said and spread the cheeks again, making Emma's asshole stretch a little bit. Just then she realized what he was up to. He wanted anal.
Victor's knob was persuading her hole and Emma helped him almost obscurely moving her ass more to him. The entering was hard and it took some time to get his cock inside even a little bit.
"Relax it, relax it", Victor snarled, slapping her ass. Emma quivered but tried anyway. She didn't have anything against anal but it was still harder than pussyfucking. Emma gave her attention to her asshole, slowly feeling how the walls gave in as he brought his dick towards. "That's good, that's good", he even complimented her and eventually felt he was as far as he could go. Victor slowly leaned back his hips, feeling the friction. Emma sighed heavily, almost in pain but still not complaining. The first thrusts were hell but then it kind of turned something better.

The fucking began with almost uncommon pace to him but Victor didn't want to hurt her badly, just enough to make her scream. Every now and then he brought the cock out and spit on it, to make it easier to slide it in, then slowly pushing it back again. Emma's hole was getting used to it and then he made the choice to fuck her properly. Victor thrusted in and out, making Emma scream.
"You… fucking filthy… animal", she spoke between her breath and he leaned against her, giving her a little pause as he whispered:
"Just the way we like it, huh…?" Victor almost mocked and then pushed strongly in, being a bit violent. Emma wailed but he laughed. She felt so tight around his member, it felt better this way. Time to time, he would reward her with slaps on her asscheek and did some dirty talking about her being a filthy whore.

When it seemed like the cock wasn't able to go back in and out anymore because it was so huge, he pulled it out and stuck it to her pussy, surprising her. Emma felt a burning pain in her asshole and the pussyfucking felt almost too easy compared to anal. It took almost no time before he was cuming in her and Emma felt him keeping her still.
"You fucking asshole, don't cum in me!" Emma yelled. Victor didn't listen, but laughed, and finished himself, pulling out. Emma turned around and finally Victor let him free. She stood up and as a thank you, she gave him a slap on the cheek. "You fucking asshole!" she repeated.
Victor chuckled, feeling nothing from her pathetic slap.
"You're welcome", Victor said, starting to zip his pants up. Emma resoled to the couch, her ass still hurting from the fucking.
"And if you fucking ever try to come here again, I will fucking tell Logan, you fucking asshole", Emma threated.
"So I guess I'll see you next week then, hm?" Victor pestered, leaving the room with a wide smile on his face, while Emma was covering herself.