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first two fingers gently pushed in and out of me.
    I gasped, biting down on my lip. I took a breath to steady myself. If he kept this up, I wouldn’t be able to explain myself. Fortunately for me, he figured it out all by himself.
    His free hand worked up my dress and pinched my nipple through the lace of my bra.
    That tiny jolt of pain was enough to send me over the edge. I bucked my hips, coming at his touch. I shuddered, feeling the warmth dripping out of me.
    Tadao stood up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “So, you’re one of those,” He said, looking me dead in the eye. “Masochist.”
    I felt ashamed. No one had ever known that about me. “Please, don’t tell anyone.”
    Tadao looked surprised. He grinned. “Why would I give up this delicious little secret?” He started to unbuckle his belt. “Now, I’d love to stay and play with you, but I have work to do. And you have a debt to work off. So, let’s just make this a quick one, alright?”
    I swallowed hard, staring at his thick cock. It was rigid, dripping with anticipation.
    “Listen to me, Oriana,” His voice was hard. “I’m going to fuck you now, but no one can know about this. It would make the other girls jealous, got it?”
    I bit my finger and nodded.
    Tadao forced my legs open, pushing down on my thighs and opening me to the chill of the office air. He grabbed my hands and put them under my knees. “Hold yourself like that for me, and don’t you dare cum until I’m finished.”
    I nodded again, my breath catching in my throat.
    Then, without warning, he was inside me. With one hand on my throat and other working my breasts through the fabric of my dress, he thrust himself deep into me. One single stroke filled me, slamming against my wall, pulling out and then doing it all over again. Each stroke was complete and controlled, methodical and forceful.
    My eyes rolled up into the back of my head. I wanted to watch him as he ravaged my pussy, but even the sight was enough to bring me to orgasm.
    Tadao squeezed my throat gently and then his hand moved down my body, grabbing my ass. He thrust down, with all of his force, sandwiching me between himself and the desk.
    I stared up at the ceiling, listening to his ragged breaths and memorizing the pace of his groans. The fucking was getting faster. My toes curled, letting him use me, just like I had always fantasized.
    “Oriana.”
    I looked at him.
    Tadao pulled on my hips, grinding us together like a well-oiled machine. The musky scent of sex was heavy in the air. “Oriana, don’t forget when you’re out there tonight: those men are paying for your company, but until that debt is paid off,” He paused, leaning in closely to me. He grinned, pinching my clit between his fingers.
    I gasped, losing control of myself and coming. He growled in the back of his throat, releasing deep inside of me.
    Tadao thrust once more, letting our love drip out of me and run down my leg. His breath came fast as he whispered, “Don’t forget, until that debt is paid off, I own you.”
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    After the explosion with Tadao, the rest of the night went as good as I expected it to. Sora continued to be cold towards me but went through the motions of training me about the job. She reminded me pointedly, that she was only doing this because Tadao had asked her to.
    “Here’s the bar,” Sora said, fluttering her hand in the direction of the bar. The bartender gave me a friendly wave. “That’s Hide, he’s the manager’s cousin. Our manager likes to hide up in the cash office most of the time, you’ll only see him on payday.”
    Except I would never see a single yen of my check. At least the tips were as good as mine, which meant I would be able to continue to buy groceries until the insurance money came through.
    “Come on,” Sora waved me over to a table.
    Four men were sitting at the booth, dressed in finely cut suits. They were middle aged, just starting to grey at the temples. Based on their