I was shaking uncontrollably by the time I knocked on my father, Master Snow’s office door. I entered and he immediately demanded that I get undressed. He then instructed me to climb up onto his desk.
He pulled me around, repositioning and manipulating my body into contortions which I didn’t know were possible. I have never allowed a man to take me before, but I instantly knew that I was ready to offer myself to him.
He told me to bend over the desk and, seconds later, I felt the tip of his huge penis lining itself up with my hole. Then he started pushing himself into me. My body immediately went into a cold sweat. It was agonizing and yet, at the same time, it felt right. I felt like it was my duty—perhaps even my purpose—to pleasure Master Snow.
After a while, he told me to get onto my back and, as I stood, he pressed his lips against mine for the first time. It was like something from a film. I was being swept off my feet. The next thing I knew, he’d picked me up and was holding me in his arms, kissing me while grinding his dick in my shivering body.
He threw me back down onto the desk and nailed me in every conceivable position. We were connected. His dick was no longer a foreign object entering my body—it was a part of me.
At that moment, I felt his magical load gushing into me, filling every inch of my insides. He pulled my head back and kissed me again with even more passion and intensity. I knew something very special had begun.
