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terribly, he stopped what he was doing and she gave a despairing cry as she felt herself emptied with brutal speed.
    “Stand up and admit to what a whore you really are, Mizz Knowles! Show me and the whole world…” he gestured behind himself to the view, “what a shameless creature you are. Admit to what your punishment has made you desire!” His voice rose enough to achieve a resonance that Kath, already excited, dazed and bewildered, was utterly unable to resist.
    She slowly stood up, gripping the desk for a moment until she got her balance then turned to face the room, spread her legs and with her mouth still hanging half open, her hair tousled, she reached both hands between her legs and began to masturbate.
    With one hand she began a merciless assault on her clitoris, rubbing and grinding it while with her other hand she reached as deep inside her vagina as she could and thrust with her fingers, desperately trying to imitate the action of a thick hard cock fucking her. And a thick hard cock was what she focussed her eyes on. Hands on hips, Mostyn stood sneering at her, but in his trousers Kath could see that he wasn’t immune to her. He was as turned on as she was.
    She felt the first waves of climax build inside her and tried to steady her feet – almost fell but managed to keep on masturbating.
    “Go on, you cock hungry slapper!” he urged her. “Show me how shameless you really are!”
    “Yess! Yess!” The fires inside her and on her skin were all joined now and if she had to undergo it all again she would gladly do so, just so long as she reached the peak that she knew was coming.
    When it broke she put her head back and her trembling fingers administered the coup de grace whichblinded her and unbalanced her so that she staggered back against the desk, igniting the bitter fires in her bottom.
    When the spasms and tremors finally stopped and her hands dropped away from the hot morass between her thighs, she saw that Mostyn was leaning back against an arm of the settee, just in front of her. His hands were unbuckling his belt and as she watched he slowly slid the zip of his flies down. She brushed some errant hair out of her eyes and staggered forwards. There was only one way this was going to end.
    Mostyn caught a handful of her hair as she tottered towards him and pulled her head back to make her look at his cruelly curled lip and the triumph in his blue eyes.
    “Whore!” he whispered.
    “Yes, Sir.” She sank to her knees and watched as he pulled his trousers and pants down until a furiously thick and urgent cock sprang free. With one hand bracing herself against his thigh, she used the other to ease the foreskin back off the enormous head. It was every bit as angry, hard and demanding as Mostyn himself had been earlier, and those emotions somehow suited it just as well as they had him. Furling her lips carefully over her teeth, she leaned in and opening her mouth until she was sure her jaw would crack, she gently engulfed him, letting her tongue rasp softly along the underside of the helm as it pushed through into her mouth and lodged at her throat.
    Above her she heard him sigh in pleasure, then she felt his hands on her head. She began to nod back and forth, feeling the ribbed harness of the shaft pass out from and back into her mouth, tasting the salty pre-come. She parted her knees a bit farther to lower herself so that she could allow him more travel into and out of her mouth and he began to speed up. His hands gripped either side of her head and she readied herself for the eruption of thick, slimy spend that would need swallowing.
    When it came he rammed her face onto him, fucking it as he would her cunt and she had to use all her skill to contain him. Even so she did manage to furtively rub at her clit while he came into her.
     
    They dressed hurriedly and without speaking. Now the storms of desire, anger, pain and pleasure had passed, there was no need to speak and Kath didn’t know what