It’s been a few days since you ruined your life by getting caught getting pounded by the butler. You’ve been disowned, and while you sulk in a seedy motel you suddenly get the urge to see the man who put you in this position again.
Good afternoon, ma'am. You're not going to slam the door on me, are you? I mean, you did call me here, after all.
Least you could do is invite me in. As you wish. Just this room, it's not quite up to scratch with what you're used to, is it? Oh, come on, you've got to let me gloat a little.
You were a rude, spoiled little brat, and you got what was coming to you. And I got what I wanted. All at the same time, I think I'm deserving of a little victory lap, don't you? Oh, I don't mean anything specific by it, ma'am.
Just that here you are, written out of your family's will, no longer having access to their palatial estate, and staying in this frankly rather squalid motel. It is, isn't it? It's horrid.
I can't imagine just how much of a culture shock this is for you, seeing how the rest of society lives, while you're prancing around in your fucking castle. No, no, I mustn't be too hard on you. Seems life's done a good enough job of that.
So, what did you call me here for? Mm-hmm. Yes, of course I remember what happened between us.
It's for a reason you're here, a reason I got fired. Well, you didn't really think they'd keep me on after that, did you? No, no, I was ushered out of the place.
Luckily, I was able to insist on quite a hefty severance package in my original contract. My father was only too keen to pay, given that it guaranteed he saw the back of me. Oh, it's enough to keep me living quite well for probably a few years.
What did you get out of the whole equation? Nothing? Don't go on like that, you're going to make me feel sorry for you.
So what's your plan? Disgraced heirs and heiresses always have some kind of scheme that they think is going to get them back into their family's favour. And I can only imagine that's why you called me here.
Among other reasons. So let me get this straight. You want me to walk back into your family's house, talk to your father and explain to him that it was all my fault?
Mum, have you been drinking? I just, I, um. ..
It's quite the worst plan I've ever heard. Do you really think I'll make it even a couple of steps onto that property? You might have been disgraced, but I'm the one who disgraced you.
I'm probably the only person in the world that he's angrier at than you. It's just not going to work. Oh, nothing, nothing.
You want to know what that look was about? Well, I could ask you the same thing. It seems as though you've not lost that inclination that you had.
You know when I started telling you off? The look you gave me. The need I can see swelling in your eyes.
It still fucking does it for you, doesn't it? You are still just so obviously entranced by the idea of me telling and showing you Just what a pathetic slut you really are, aren't you? What's the matter, am I too close? Is my hand under your chin too much? No, I didn't think so.
I know how much you love being talked down to. How much you long to be disapproved of. And how you need to be degraded.
To be fucking reduced. And I'm all too happy to do it, actually. I'm only a few days into my early retirement and, well, looking for ways to occupy my time.
And you might be a fun distraction. I knew what we did in the kitchen had a lasting impression on you. So why don't you get on your knees? You can relive it a little bit.
Knees. Now. Look what a little firmness does to you.
God, you look so fucking pretty looking up at me. With those needy fucking eyes. Why don't you put a hand up your skirt and start playing with yourself for me? Go on, put on a fucking show for me.
I want to see you desperate for me to shove my cock in your mouth. Only then will you kind of deserve it. So go on, play with yourself.
That's, uh. .. Just like that.
Don't you dare break fucking eye contact with me. Do I make myself perfectly clear? Good.
Keep playing with yourself. There you go. That's fucking perfect.
Now what do you want to ask for? Oh, you want to suck my cock. Where else do you want my cock? Oh, you poor thing.
We're not going in your cunt today. No. You can toy with and tease your Claire, but.
.. If I fuck you, I'm going to go on the back. Because I remember how much you love having that slutty fucking arsehole toyed with.
It also feels appropriately degrading to use you like that. Don't you think? Good.
Okay, let me get this off. Okay, look up at me. I don't want to catch you breaking eye contact again.
Is that absolutely fucking clear? Okay. Remember, actions speak louder than words.
Tongue out. Open wide. There we go.
Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes. Take it down your throat.
Fuck. Oh, my God. Yes.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck, yes. Keep taking it down your throat.
Keep taking it. Fuck, down your throat. Fuck.
Oh, yes. Fuck, you like my hands on the back of your head, don't you? Fucking forcing.
You down on my fucking cock until you gag. Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes.
Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes. Don't stop playing with that fucking clap.
Oh, fuck, that's what your fucking hand is for right now. Okay. Fuck, yes.
Fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. Fucking take it down your throat.
Fuck. Oh, my God. Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Take a breath. There you go.
Now, I thought this might go this way, so I brought some lube with me. You're gonna get that asshole nice and fucking ready for me while I fuck your throat, okay? You can keep playing with your clit with one hand, but the other one, I want you to slaver in this lube and start working on the other end.
Here, let me help you get these cloves out of your way. Yes, you don't need this. Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck. You look perfect. And so fucking vulnerable.
Here. Get this lube on those fingers. There we go.
And now reach behind yourself and play with your arsehole while you play with your clit in front. That's it. That's it.
That's perfect. Tongue out. Open wide.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Yes, fuck yours.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, that looks fucking insane.
Oh, fuck. As soon as you can take one finger up your arse, I want you to start with the other one. Fuck.
Oh, fucking don't stop tying that clit, but don't you dare fucking come until I tell you you're allowed. Fuck. Oh, my God.
Fuck your throat. Fuck. Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Fuck.
Fuck. Oh, my God. Fuck.
You take it so well down your fucking throat. This is what your fucking mouth is for. Oh, fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. I'm not trying to fucking hatch schemes and get me to take before, but taking my fucking cock.
Fuck. It's what you're fucking made for. Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck. Breathe. Oh, how many fingers have you got up your arse already? Oh, fuck.
You look so fucking cute, don't you? You too. You too.
I think you might be ready for my cock. Come on, get up, get up. There we go.
Now let's bend you over this crappy fucking bed. There you go. I'm just going to get this arm behind you.
You like that? It's kind of like being restrained, isn't it? I've got to make sure you don't fucking wriggle away.
I know you want to. Just tell me. Just fucking ask me to use your arse.
I can go. I can leave you needy and fucking desperate. I can walk out the door and never fucking look back.
Oh, no, that's not what you want, is it? Yeah, you want to get fucking railed up the arse. I am all too happy to provide for that.
Let me just ease myself in. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, that feels so fucking good.
I've got to put some more lube on it. Okay, okay, I'm trying again. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Fuck, those little fucking noises you're making. Fucking stretching you open, fuck. Yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck, take it, take it, fuck.
Oh, fuck. You ready? I don't really care.
Oh, fuck, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh, fuck, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh, fuck, yes, fuck, yes, there you go, there you go, there you go.
Fuck, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Fucking take it, fucking take my gut, fuck. Fuck, your fucking arse feels so good.
It feels so fucking good for me, fuck. Oh, my God, fuck, yes, fuck. Play with your fucking clit underneath.
When you reach back, play with that fucking clit. I want to feel like, fuck, what your arse feels like. When you fucking come around, fuck, fuck.
Oh, fuck, yes, fuck, yes, fuck, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, fuck, yes, fucking take it.