When this cunt fell on hard times financially, her boss offered to help her out. She would cle
When this cunt fell on hard times financially, her boss offered to help her out. She would clean his mansion, and he would pay her extra. She hated the idea—she had worked so hard to come to this country with a good job, the idea of working as a maid was almost offensive. Still, what else could she do? She needed the money. When he did not pay her for two weeks in a row, she grew concerned. He promised that the money was in the mail, and offered her more for cleaning the apartment complex he owned. With the collection agents now calling every day, she agreed to take on the extra work. The apartment complex was filthy. Every unit was in poor repair, the people living in squalor. The tenants hated her, calling her derogatory names and accusing her of stealing. She ignored them and did her job; it was all she could do. After two more weeks without payment, she confronted her boss. He merely laughed, and showed her the papers that would change her life forever. He had powerful connections with the immigration department and, despite being a legal resident, she was being deported. Desperate to stay, she agreed to do anything for her boss. He smiled, pulling up her dress as he bent her over his desk. As his cock pressed up against her hole, she stiffened. She had only been with a man once, years ago. She had not enjoyed it. As he fucked her, he dictated the new terms of her employment. She will continue to be his maid. She will never be paid for cleaning. She will take a substantial pay cut at her day job. She will offer the tenants “enhanced service,” allowing them to degrade and use her however they wish. As he explained each new term, he would thrust into her harder and harder, speaking progressively faster. By the time he told her that she was to be a whore, she was in tears and he was near orgasm. She was not on birth control. “Pull out,” she begged, but it was no use. She could feel him spurting inside of her. He was still talking as he slipped out of her, but she couldn’t make out the words anymore. Her ears were roaring. Her heart was pounding. Her pussy was dripping with his seed. She heard a laugh, the term “anchor baby,” and felt him ruffling her hair. He slapped her ass and pointed to the office door. “Back to work,” he said, loudly enough for her to hear. She obeyed, what else could she do? -- source link
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