My Cuckhold System

Without hesitation, she powered the phone off completely and leaned against the hallway wall, slowly sliding down until she was sitting on the floor.

Her face disappeared into her hands and she remained there for several long minutes.

Eventually... a familiar voice drifted from the bedroom.

"Honey?"

"You there?"

Liz quickly wiped her eyes. "I’m coming."

She forced herself up and by the time she entered the bedroom... a small smile had returned.

She didn’t want her fiancée worrying.

She helped him adjust his blanket, checked his medication and prepared everything he needed.

He smiled gratefully. "...Thank you."

She nodded. "It’s nothing."

He studied her carefully. "...You’re quieter today."

She avoided his eyes. "Just work."

"Are they giving you trouble again?"

"It’s... stressful."

He reached for her hand. "Maybe you should take a few days off."

She smiled sadly. "We have bills to pay."

He sighed. "...Right."

That night... neither of them slept particularly well.

Long after her fiancé had fallen asleep, Liz remained awake, staring at the ceiling and thinking.

’There has to be another way...’

Finally... as dawn approached, she reached a decision.

She would tell her boss she can’t do it snd work harder to bring in more clients with real deals not shams.

Somehow... she’d repay whatever debt he claimed she still owed without betraying West’s trust.

...

The following morning, she returned to work.

No sooner had she sat down than a receptionist approached.

"The boss wants to see you."

Liz already knew why.

With a nod, she quietly walked toward the office and knocked.

"Come in."

The slightly obese boss looked up immediately.

A satisfied smile already rested on his face. "I assume everything went well?"

Liz slowly shook her head. "...I couldn’t do it."

His smile instantly vanished. "What did you say?"

"I didn’t go through with the deal."

"I couldn’t."

A heavy silence filled the office and the temperature in the room suddenly felt much colder.

His pleasant expression had completely disappeared and for the first time... Liz saw open anger in his eyes.

"You..."

"...did what?"

She took a slow breath. "I didn’t go through with it."

The muscles along his jaw tightened.

The conversation that followed was clearly not going to be a pleasant one.

The boss’s office sat high on the top floor of the twenty-two-storey building with wide glass panes behind displaying a magnificent view of the city.

Liz stood rigid in front of the desk with her slim-thick figure outlined sharply by fitted white blouse and black pencil skirt.

The fabric hugged her narrow waist and flared over her thick thighs, stretching the tight material enough to hint at the curves beneath.

Her silky black hair fell like cascading waterfalls around her attractive face, reflecting the lights as she shifted uneasily.

The boss leaned back in his leather chair, with a look of anger. "You let the deal with West Einstein fall through? That was twenty million dollars on the line. Twenty million."

Liz kept her voice calm despite the tension in her shoulders. "I can bring in other deals to cover it. Real ones. I won’t defraud the client."

His expression darkened as he slowly rose, causing the chair to roll back with a soft rumble. "I decide how the debt gets paid. You refused to follow through, so now we’ll handle it differently."

"Differently how?" her brow furrowed as she asked.

He moved around the desk without answering while his hand reached out, tracing lightly down the neckline of her blouse before cupping one of her breasts through the thin fabric.

Liz instantly sprang to her feet and delivered a sharp slap across his face.

PAH!

The sound echoed through the room. "Don’t touch me!"

"How dare you?" he snarled and suddenly grabbed her arms roughly.

He proceeded to spinn her around, and forced her face down onto the desk.

Bam!

Her body arched and her ass lifted high as he pinned both wrists behind her back with one strong hand.

The position left her completely exposed, causing her pencil skirt to push up her thighs.

She struggled hard, kicking and wobbling but his grip was firm since he was bigger, heavier, and far stronger than she was.

"Let me go, you bastard! Or I’ll scream!" she voiced with a strained voice, slightly muffled against the wooden table.

He leaned close, releasing hot breath against her ear. "I don’t think you want to do that. You’re the debtor here. Scream now and I’ll bring in the authorities about your debts. You’ll rot in prison for years. I have connections to make sure of it. Think about your crippled fiancé... all alone with no one to look after him."

Liz’s body went still for a moment. A visible shudder ran through her as tears welled at the corners of her eyes but refused to fall. "I said I’ll pay... don’t do this..."

"I decide the payment," he replied coldly. "You failed at the other way, so this is how it happens." His tongue dragged slowly along her ear and down the side of her neck.

At the same time his free hand slid lower, gripping and squeezing her ass through the skirt with possessive force. "I’ve been watching you for a long time. Held back because of the fiancé... but he’s crippled now, isn’t he? You must be starving for it. I’m doing you a favor."

She kept begging with shaky voice. "Please, I’ll pay it back—any other way—"

Completely ignoring her pleas, his fingers hooked the hem of the pencil skirt and began dragging it upward inch by inch.

The fabric whispered over her stockings, exposing more of her smooth, thick thighs.

Liz gasped for breath, struggling to find a way out.

Unfortunately, she was pinned and helpless with no clear escape path. The skirt crept higher and she could feel the cool office air touching skin that had been covered seconds earlier.

Her body trembled under his as the desk edge pressed into her hips.

One more pull... and her bare ass will be exposed...

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