Hello, dear. I've been looking forward to meeting you. The board members have been messaging
me non-stop about the adorable new candidate. Yes, Dante, you can go. We're all set. That
is, if you're ready to continue. Good. Thank you, Dante. I've got it from here. Aren't
you pretty? Beautiful, even. I can see why they like you. Well, you've made it this far,
so you're clearly no wilting flower. You won't make it in this business if you can't handle
a little pressure. But if you can't handle the fire and get out of the kitchen, isn't
that what they say? But here you are, standing there looking all cute and innocent. But we
both know that's not true, right? We both know there's something filthy inside of you,
a whore, a good girl, a slut wanting to be used. You can wipe that satisfied smile off
your face, Hark. He must have loved you. He loved me, too, once upon a time. And I know
how much she loved you. I wouldn't shut up about it. But we all fade one day, don't we,
honey? Our tits sag, our skin dulls, our pussy dries up. I was once beautiful. I could get
whatever I wanted with just one more button undone, more correctly time-dropped pen in
a slow bend. Honey, they fell in line for a chance at me. And I mean everyone. I had
the whole office tripping for me. But time is a heartless bastard. He uses you when
before you know it. He won't even look you in the eye anymore. He's too busy ordering
young, prettier pussy to climb onto his lap and spread her holes. Come here. Sit on the
couch next to me. No, no, my desk is reserved as a place to keep needy little sluts under.
We're gonna need a little more room, I think. Sit. Give me your hand. No wedding ring. Smart
choice, pet. Such soft hands. What have you done with these hands today, honey? What filthy
things have they touched? Tell me. Tell me the depraved things they've made you do.
Did they use you? How many of your holes have they filled? You fucking whore. I can see
it in your eyes. The filth running through your head. So tell me. Come on. If you want
to take what I have, you have to prove to me you deserve it. Tell me what you did to
make it this far. Did you spread your pussy for them? Did you moan dirty things in their
mouths? Did you beg them to make you cum? You sound so proud of yourself. I remember
feeling proud. Taking load after load of the board members cum, eating pussy till they
cried and squirted on my face. Trying to show them what a good girl I could be for them.
How hard I would work. You're doing the same thing. Trying so hard to be a good girl. To
impress them. But now you need to impress me. And I'm not daddy. I'm not enamored by
your beauty or interested in making you feel good. You can't just bend over and show me
a wet pussy and expect a stamp of approval. And no, I don't have a dick for you to pretend
it's so big while you fake gat on it. No. No, honey. I'm something entirely different.
No. Okay. I think it's best to start by seeing if you're as sweet as you're pretending to
be. You dirty bitch. You taste like cum. Spit. And dick.
Fuck. I remember what that was like. I remember how good the cum tasted. Did they breed you,
did he breed you? Answer me, pet. I said answer me, slut. That smile. Did you like that? Do
you like a little pain? Tell me what dirty things you've done. Are you embarrassed? Scared?
You think being strong and willful is the way to impress me? Well, I do love brat timing.
Turn around, kneel on the couch and bend over the back of it. Yes. Slide that skirt up. Show
me your pussy. Oh my goodness. She is pretty, isn't she? Sloppy mess. I'm assuming that's
from him. Are you still thinking of how he ordered you to turn around? How he watched
you bounce on his dick? Now you made him cum? He loved me once, you know? They all loved
me once. You're supposed to be counting, honey. Four? Well, at least you have a good memory
you can count, but no, try again. Yes. One. Good girl. You're such a filthy whore. I can
see your pussy clenching every time I spank you. Three. Good girl. Four. Yes, I can see
all the cum dripping out of your cunt. So did he breed you? Tell me what a dirty whore
you were for him. Say you let him breed you. Six. Good girl. Say it again. Louder. Seven.
That's a good slide. You're so wet. Such a fucking mess. I'm not sure what's you and
what's him. Let me play with you a little. Play with your wet pussy. Yeah, that's it.
Good girl. Now taste it. Suck on my fingers, honey. Tell me how much of it tastes like
you, and how much of it tastes like him. Good girl. Suck my fingers clean. Suck on my fingers
like you sucked on their dicks. Show me what that filthy mouth did to make them like you
so much. To make them like you more than me. So you can listen. That tongue feels like
it knows what it's doing. I think that's enough attention for you. This isn't really
about you, is it? No. I'm gonna use you now. Use you to make me feel good. See if you're
worth keeping around. Come over here, honey. I'm gonna sit on my desk, and you're gonna
kneel in front of me. No. No. You can crawl over here. Yes. Just where you belong. On
the ground. Crawling and pathetic. Good girl. There you go. Now up on your knees. Reach
up under my skirt, and take my panties off. And I'll take your top off. Such pretty tits.
Mmm. Perfect nipples. I'm sure you loved him. Did he suck on your tits? Did you let
all of him touch you and play with you? Well, now you can play with me. Go on. Go on, slut.
Use that adorable mouth to make me come. You make me come, and you get my approval. Oh.
Oh. Oh. Oh, fuck. Yeah. Oh. Oh, good girl. Oh. Oh, that's it. Oh. Oh, that's it. Yeah.
Oh. Work your tongue around my clit. Oh. Oh. Make me wet. Honey. Yes. Fuck. Just like
that. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Bury your face in my pussy. Oh. Show me how much you want
the job. Show me what a good girl you can be. Oh, fuck. Oh, keep going. Keep going.
Oh, lick my clit. Oh, spit on it. Oh, I said spit on it, whore. Oh, fuck. Oh, good girl.
Keep going. Oh, fuck. Oh. Bump your tongue in my pussy. Yes. Oh, yes. Fuck me with your
fuck. Oh, that's it. That's it. Oh, fuck. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh, this is how he ate your pussy.
Oh, did he make you feel good? Fuck. Oh. Oh. Did you call him daddy the way he likes? Oh,
you fucking whore. Oh, you fucking slut. Oh, you liked moaning daddy for him as he made
you come. Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That feels good. Oh, fuck. Oh, use your fingers.
Fuck. Harder. Harder. Oh, Esther. Oh, god. Oh, god. That's good. Oh, that sweet little
mouth. Oh, your tongue in my clit. Oh, your fingers filling my pussy. Fuck. Oh, fuck me.
Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. Good girl. Good girl. Fuck. That's it. Don't stop. Yes. Don't stop. Oh,
fuck. I'm coming. Oh, I'm coming. Fuck. Keep your face in my pussy. Oh, keep your fucking
face right there. Yes. Yes. Fuck. Oh, fuck. Okay. Okay. Get away from me. Fuck. Fucking smile.
You really are depraved, aren't you? Oh, you liked me using your face as my little fuck toy,
you filthy slut. Okay, I get it. I can see why they all like you so much.
Pull your skirt down, put your shirt back on and clean yourself up.
And now get out. And good luck with the rest of them.
