Lady of the House

Transcript

Well, this is certainly a surprise. I have to say, I never thought anyone could get past my security, which makes you quite the gifted infiltrator. The rest of you are dismissed, and I suggest you don't come into my office again until you've found the weaknesses in our security and have eliminated them.

Now get out. Well, that should keep them busy for a good long while. I don't have the patience to deal with their failure more than once today.

You, on the other hand, I'm going to take my time with you, and I'll do whatever it takes to get some answers out of you. Because you've done something no one else has ever managed. You surprised me.

I planned ten moves ahead, and nothing ever messes with my plans, but you managed to worm your way in here. What I don't understand is why, and I hate not understanding someone's motivations. Now, before you start crying that you'll never talk no matter what I do to you, don't worry.

I won't even try to make you talk. You just sit there, completely at my mercy, while I give you my theories. Let's see how well you control those facial expressions, hm? To start with, I don't think you're an assassin.

It would have been easy for you to find me, once you were on the estate grounds. But you were specifically on the other side of the house instead. So you were… looking for something? Oh, it looks like that poker face needs some work.

Looking for something, then. Now, what on earth could be in that part of the house that you would need? I know you weren't lost, because my guards found those blueprints of yours.

The problem I have right now is I don't even know who you're working for. I have my fair share of enemies. You don't build a criminal empire like mine without ruffling a few feathers.

But which one decided to hire you? Judging by the tools you had on you, you're a thief. A professional, in fact.

You get in and out of places without anyone knowing you were ever there, at least, until someone makes a commotion about whatever item was taken. But by then, you've put so much distance between you and your mark, that the trail goes cold. How am I doing so far? You seem rather flustered.

Looks like I wasn't the only one being surprised today. Your employer really should have warned you better about me. You may be good at getting into someone's house, but I'm good at getting into someone's head, and sometimes even their heart.

Oh. Well, that's interesting. That comment really made you uncomfortable.

What was it that bothered you? Does someone have a little crush? Ahaha, so that's what it is.

I see now. You're uncomfortable because whoever hired you told you how I seduced them and manipulated them. I'm not saying it's untrue, but even you must see how pathetic it is, sending a professional thief to get something from me out of petty revenge for breaking their little heart.

I can see the regret in your eyes. You wish you had never taken this job, don't you? You had no idea what you were getting yourself into when you agreed to get on my bad side.

But don't worry, I won't kill you. No, it would be a waste to destroy such talent. Not to mention such a handsome face.

Now, since your employer sent you so carelessly into the viper's nest, you really don't owe them any sort of allegiance or loyalty. So how much were you getting paid for this job? I'll double it, just for you to tell me who sent you and what they were after.

No? That's too bad. You're honorable to a fault, aren't you? I have trouble believing your employer is worth all this.

So what were you after? The only thing in that room are my mother's old books and my. ..

It's my asshole husband, isn't it? He sent you to get the jewelry back, that motherfucker. And you? You're a professional thief, and you took a job to get some jewelry back for a butthurt soon-to-be ex-husband?

How disappointing. Though I must admit, I never would have thought he had it in him to try and steal from me. Besides, as far as I'm concerned, that jewelry is mine.

Payment for the emotional distress caused by finding him in bed with our maid, and who knows how many other women. So now the question is, what do I do with you? I could send you back to him in pieces, but that's not my style.

Besides, it wouldn't hurt him. No, I should send him proof that he can never get back what he so desperately wants. And I'm not talking about the jewelry.

You see, I was just a prize for him, the perfect little wife. But I watched, and I learned. I became better than he ever was, and took over his business right from under him.

And now, I turned it into something that he could never hope to match. So here's my offer. Come work for me instead, permanently.

You won't have to freelance anymore, doing stupid jobs like this one. I'll put your skills to good use. I can see you're tempted.

You did regret taking this job. My husband didn't tell you who I was to him, did he? He probably told you it was just some fancy jewelry that he wanted to get his hands on.

He didn't tell you that he gave each of them to me, every time he fucked another woman. So I wouldn't suspect. After all, he was giving me so many beautiful gifts.

That must mean he loves me. I'll tell you what. Why don't we make this even more painful for him? Let's rub it in his face a little.

Hmm, it's too bad your hands are still tied. I would love for you to run your hands all over me, while I'm sitting in your lap. Hehe, are you shocked? I suppose this isn't where you thought the conversation would be going.

But you have to accept my offer first. Come work for me, and help me get some revenge on my husband for sending you here in the first place. A little known fact about my office.

There's a camera in here. Let's put it to good use, shall we? Oh, looks like I have my answer.

Someone's excited about their new job. For your sake, you better make this last, big boy. I'd hate to have to change my mind about you.

We need to make this a good show. So let's hope you're better at making me come. But don't worry, that's a very low bar.

Let's just say my husband doesn't have big shoes to fill. Hmm, I don't think you'll be having any problems with that. You're so hard for me already.

Were you getting turned on when I was questioning you? You really want to touch me, don't you? Unfortunately for you, I think the handcuffs are a good look on you.

You'll just have to keep them on a little while longer. Now, don't think that just because I'm on my knees, that you're the one in control. Let's see how much you can take.

And remember what I said. Let's make it a good show. I like the way you taste.

And I like watching you fall apart in front of me. Especially since you can't touch me. Oh, you were so close just then.

But I don't want you to enjoy this too much just yet. You still have to return the favor. Stand up.

Now get on your knees like a good boy, while I relax in this chair. Since you can't use your hands, why don't you show me what your mouth can do? Let me spread my legs for you.

Do you like what you see? Now put your mouth on it. Just like that.

Oh, right there. Yeah. Right there.

Yeah. Um. Yeah.

Like my pussy. Um. Uh.

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Uh. Holy fuck. My husband never even did that for me.

You're definitely worth keeping around just for that. But don't worry. I'm not through with you yet.

Let's get those cuffs off. Take off your clothes. That's a good girl.

Fuck. I need you inside me right now. Bend me over the desk.

Fuck me hard. Come on. Oh.

Yeah. Oh, you feel so good. Oh.

No. Oh. Oh, yeah.

Fuck. Harder. Fuck me harder.

Oh. Oh, my God. Oh.

Oh, my God. You're amazing. My husband is nothing compared to you.

I think you deserve a little something. I'm gonna let you come inside me. Would you like that? Keep fucking me.

Yeah, like that. I wanna come again. And then you can come inside me.

Fuck. Yes. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. Oh, yeah. Oh.

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Goddamn. Oh, that was good. Oh.

I don't think I've ever been fucked so thoroughly before. Oh. Oh.

You were hitting some spots I didn't even know existed. Oh. Oh, you're such a good boy.

Oh. I can feel your cum licking down my leg. Been a while since I had such an ice cream pie.

Mmm. Tastes delicious. So, what do you think? Definitely a much better offer than whatever my husband was going to give you, right? I knew you'd pick the right side.

Don't worry. I'll protect you from him. He'll know you're with me now thanks to our little sex tape.

But he doesn't have the balls to come after me. And I always take good care of my employees. Especially those who can make me cum the way you do.

Why don't you stay here with me for a while? I think we could get some more use out of those handcuffs, don't you?