Dr. Mia Li's Anal Taboo

Mia Li keeps it buttoned-down at work, but the nights crawl under her skin. She sits in her office, pressed shirt buttoned to the collar, pretending the thought of a cock sliding into her virgin ass doesn’t make her cunt slick. Then the file hits her desk: Mr. Pete, repeat offender, rough customer, and the switch flips. First session, she crosses her legs, he watches the hem ride up. Second session, he tells her what she’s hiding. Third, she’s on her knees with her wrists lashed behind her back, skirt shoved to her waist. Pete’s thick cock stretches her unused hole, forcing it open inch by inch while she bites down on a moan that sounds more like a plea. He keeps her tied—ankles spread, shoulders pinned—and pounds the last trace of clinical distance out of her. Every thrust makes the words she used to write in tidy notes turn into raw, filthy need. She comes with his hand around her throat and his dick buried to the balls in her ass, already greedy for the next round.