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  It was a ridiculously easy task, but very tedious, and easily boring. Besides the fact that there were countless machines, each reset meant that she had to take a guest off of the machine. Most people did not like to be bothered while gambling, and it was not a very popular policy amongst casinos either. But unfortunately, it had to be done. Rachel was used to all kinds of rude and insulting comments being thrown her way when she told a guest to step away from a machine, most of them being drunk off of free drinks that kept them glued to a machine. But Rachel almost always had security to help keep those people in line. Today, because of the arrival of Nikolav, most of security was busy in other parts of the hotel and casino. So, Rachel was on her own. Luckily it was still fairly early, at least in terms of intoxicated guests, and it wasn’t too bad so far. Some people wanted to ensure that their lucky spots would not be snatched up from underneath them if they left the seat, but Rachel promised profusely that they would be able to keep their spot. It pained her each and every time she had to have this talk with a guest, because it took valuable time away from her, time that she had better have used finishing resetting the machines. Her two hours were quickly dwindling, but she was almost done.

  She finished her last set of machines, and collapsed onto a chair on one of the empty roulette tables. She wiped the sweat from her brow, and looked at her watch. She had five minutes to spare. She could jump with joy. She had accomplished the impossible, and reset an entire floor of gambling machines within two hours. She walked to the bar and ordered herself a shot of whiskey, needing something to stabilize herself. She sat at the bar for perhaps forty-five minutes before her radio began to crackle out noise. The bar was too noisy to hear much, so she walked into one of the more secluded hallways and listened to the message. “Rachel, where the fuck are you? Answer the fucking radio!” a very angry Mike yelled into the radio. Rachel paled as she listened to him rant, frantically searching her mind for something she could have done wrong. “Mike, this is Rachel. What is going on?” she asked. “Are you fucking serious? You forgot to set the poker machines on the main floor. We just lost $700,000 in half an hour! Get your ass in my office, now!” Rachel almost fainted as she listened to Mike yell at her. She went through her memory, trying to remember if she had reset the poker machines. She had to have, right? She actually fell to the floor as she realized she hadn’t. She was definitely screwed.

  She shakily walked to Mike’s office, weakly knocking on the door. “Come in!” he barked from within. Rachel opened the door and walked into the office. Mike stood behind his desk, combing his hands through his balding hair. His face was red with fury, and Rachel was terrified of facing his wrath. She was trying to think of an excuse that would pardon her mistake, but none came to mind. She would be fired, and she could do nothing about it. “What the hell were you thinking? How could you forget to reset the poker machines?” he yelled at her. She looked down at the floor, unable to come up with a reason. “Do you know how much money you’ve lost today? And today, of all days you pick today! When Nikolav is supposed to visit! I can’t even look at you,” he continued. Suddenly the phone on his desk rang, and he answered it. “Hello?” he asked. After several moments he replied with a “yes sir, right away sir,” and hung up the phone. He looked as if he had aged several years since this morning, and Rachel knew it was her fault. “Nikolav is almost at the hotel. He wants to talk to you personally. You are to go to his office upstairs right away. Go, now,” he said, sitting down and turning his chair away from her.

  She walked out of the office without saying anything, and made her way to the elevators. Meeting with Nikolav himself would not change anything. He would simply fire her in person, instead of doing so through Mike. He would probably berate her, and punish her as much as possible before he let her go. She felt weak in the knees, and she couldn’t catch her breath. She had failed, failed herself, and her mother. She wanted to cry, but was too numb to do so. She stepped onto the elevator and pushed the button for the floor with Nikolav’s office. She raked her brain for any kind of reason for why she had forgotten to reset an entire section of machines, but nothing came to mind. The elevator reached its designated floor, and Rachel got off. The hallway to reach Nikolav’s office seemed much longer than normal, and Rachel felt as if she would never get there. Finally, she reached the door. A platinum nameplate on the door read “Nikolav Hargitay, Owner”. She gathered up all her remaining courage, and knocked on the door. “Come in,” a voice from within called.

  She walked in and found a tall, pale man standing behind the desk. He had hair that couldn’t decide if it was blonde or brown, and stark pale blue eyes. Those eyes pierced her as she walked in, and followed her all the way across the room to his desk. He was incredibly gorgeous, and Rachel forgot for a moment why she was even there. She wanted to do things to this man that were too dirty to even say aloud. She shook herself out of her horny daydreams. This man was going to fire her, not fuck her. “Rachel Wilson?” he asked in his rough Russian accent. “Yes sir,” she managed to choke out. “Please, have a seat,” he replied, gesturing to the plush seats in front of the desk. She obeyed, and looked him in the eyes. “Well, I hear we have had a problem with the poker machines. You forgot to reset them, and have consequently cost me almost a million dollars. What should we do about that?” he asked, walking to the front of the desk and leaning against it. “Sir, I am so sorry, I don’t have any excuse,” she said, feeling tears beginning to swell in her eyes. “Well now, that doesn’t really answer my question does it,” he asked. She bent her head down in shame, unable to answer him. “I have a solution that can work for both of us, as it were,” he said as he lifted her head up to face him. “What is it? I will do anything to repair the damage, I swear!” she pleaded, hope returning to her face. “I promise you will keep your job, if you fuck me,” he said, looking directly into her eyes.

  She was in disbelief. That certainly was not the answer she was expecting. “What?” she exclaimed. She had dreamed of fucking him, but she didn’t think it would actually happen. “It is simple. I will let you keep your job, no punishment, if you have sex with me. Nobody has to know,” he said with a smile, grabbing her hand and pulling her up. He crowded in front of her, forcing her back against the wall. He placed his hands next to her head on the wall, trapping her with his body. “What do you say?” he asked, smiling. She looked into his eyes, and felt a warmth building between her legs. He was sexy as hell, and she needed this job. Sleeping with him wouldn’t be such a bad way to keep her job, she thought to herself. “Yes,” she said, before kissing him on the lips.

  She was surprised at her own daring, but the feel of his lips on hers felt more than good, it felt right. He kissed her back, mingling his tongue with hers. He tasted like vodka and sex, and it turned her on. He grabbed her silky straight black hair as he continued to kiss her, tasting every inch of her. She grabbed at his shirt, ripping it off of his body. He pushed her body down, getting her on her knees while he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants and boxers. “This is how you repay me,” he said, palming his cock in his hand. Rachel had never been with a white man before, and didn’t expect him to be this…large. He was bigger than any other man she had ever been with. She opened her mouth and took him inside of her, sucking the tip into her mouth. She reached down and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her bra to his inspection. She bobbed her head up and down his length while she unzipped her skirt, pushing that down to her knees. She took more of him in her mouth, little by little, until he was down her throat. She had not been able to fit his entire length into her mouth, but she had no more room. She held a firm grasp on the base of his shaft, and began to quickly suck his cock into her mouth. She felt him hardening at her touch, quickly becoming aroused. He held his grasp on her hair, holding on tightly. She gagged as she continued to deep throat him, trying to force more of him into her mouth. He grunted as she stilled her motions, holding him in her mouth.

  She looked up at him, and saw him looking
down at her with a ravenous desire in his eyes. She stood up and fully removed her clothing, and pushed him onto the ground. She straddled him, placing her wet, aching pussy in front of his face, and kept his cock in front of her own face. He laughed, and it vibrated through her pussy, making her quake with pleasure. She took his cock back into her mouth, bobbing her mouth quickly up and down, reaching down and squeezing his balls. At this, Nikolav licked her pussy, tasting her juices. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and inserted a finger into her pussy. He thrust this in and out slowly, testing her reaction. She was no virgin, and the sensation sent ripples of electricity up her body. She sucked his cock harder into her mouth, creating a vacuum. He groaned aloud as she did this, and increased the rate of his finger while licking her feminine folds. It was her turn to moan, as he continued. “Oh, Nikolav,” she moaned out, gyrating her body against his finger.

  He inserted another finger into her pussy, and she shamelessly began to fuck his finger and mouth, her moans incessant. She continued to suck his cock into her mouth, but was powerless against the pleasure caused by his tongue and fingers. It was magic the way he could play her body. Using his remaining hand, he spanked her, which was the final straw. She exploded onto his face, her orgasm causing her to arch her body into him. “Oh, god!” she yelled into the room. She could hear him drinking up her juices, enjoying the way her body responded to his touch. She wanted to return the favor as she rode out her orgasm, and alternated between sucked and stroking his cock. He began to pump his body up into her hand and mouth, loving the way she handled his cock. She almost thought that he would cum in her mouth; he was so lost in himself. He groaned as if he was fucking her pussy, and she took every inch of him in her mouth. He pushed himself deeper than she thought she could take him. “Oh, you feel so fucking good,” he said, with one final thrust into her mouth before pulling out of her.

  “Get up here,” he ordered as he stood up. She obeyed, and he roughly leaned her against the desk, throwing everything off of it with one swift movement. She spread her legs for her, holding them up in the air. He smiled, and kissed her leg, before shoving his giant cock into her wet pussy. She moaned, and he grabbed her throat as he thrust in and out of her. “How do you like that, huh?” he asked, maintaining his grip on her throat. “It feels, so good!” she managed to say between his thrusts. She felt her back digging into the side of the desk with every thrust, but he felt so good it didn’t matter. He brought his lips down to hers and kissed her hard while he continued to pound into her pussy. Her moans were continual, and she threw her head back in pleasure. He bent his head down and sucked one of her dark, succulent nipples into his mouth. She sucked on her breast like a newborn baby, and Rachel loved every second of it. She reached up and grabbed at her other breast, unable to contain her pleasure. Every thrust of his cock caused a loud thud on the desk, and Rachel feared it might break under his strength. He increased his pace, moving his mouth up her chest, and burrowing into her neck. He kissed her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She held grabbed at his back, and dug her nails into it. He groaned as she felt herself draw blood, and he looked her in the eyes, never stopping his thrusts. “You like it rough, huh?” he said. He picked her up, keeping her on his cock, and walked her over to the wall.

  He slammed her into the wall, causing the picture frames to shake. She wrapped her legs around his body, and he grabbed her neck. He pushed hard into her, causing her to yell into the room. She burrowed her face into his neck, kissing and nibbling the most sensitive areas. She looked at his back and saw several scratches, which had begun to lightly bleed. He pounded into her pussy, causing several of the frames on the wall to fall down. She tightened her grip on his body with her legs, feeling almost as if she would lose circulation in them. She couldn’t stop her moans of pleasure, as his cock brutally ravaged her pussy. He tightened his hold on her neck, testing her boundaries. The slight constriction only heightened her pleasure, as she was driven close to orgasm again. “How about that, do you like that?” he grunted into her ear as he continued his assault on her body. “Oh yeah, fuck me hard Nikolav,” she said. “Your cock feels so fucking good,” she finished. “I must not be doing it right, because you can talk much too easily,” he said as he pulled out of her pussy. He flipped her around, slamming her back into the wall. He spread her legs apart, and held her hands together above her head. He hammered back into her pussy from behind, keeping her immobile. She wanted so desperately to run her hands along his body, or to grab at her own body. Her inability to move only served to make her pleasure even stronger. He growled like an animal as he pounded her pussy, causing the whole wall to shake with his motions. She screamed into the room, urging him harder, faster, deeper. He spanked her ass, gripping it hard as he continued.

  His cock felt like magic, hitting her most sensitive areas with every thrust into her pussy. She had never been fucked this good, and she knew he was far from done. She felt his sweat drip down onto her back and ass, and heard him panting under his enduring thrusts. He pulled out of her pussy, and turned her around, kissing her hard. While maintaining her kiss, she pushed him towards the chair behind his desk, sitting him down in it. “How’s the payment, big daddy?” she asked as she straddled him, sitting on his cock. She began to bounce up and down on his cock, relishing the feeling of control. He gripped her hips as he helped move her up and down his cock. “I think you’ve found your true calling,” he grunted out finally. She threw her head back, feeling her hair fall down her back. “Oh, fuck,” she said as she came close to orgasm. Nikolav sucked her dark, chocolate breast into his mouth again, moaning into her breast. She grabbed his head with her hands, gripping his thick blonde hair. She pushed his face deeper into her breast as she continued to ride his cock. He reached a hand around to her ass and spanked her, rubbing his hand over her ass. “Oh big daddy, I like that,” she moaned aloud. “Oh yeah?” he said, coming up from her breast. He spanked her again, harder, and gripped her ass painfully. “Fuck,” she managed to exclaim. He had fucked all ability to think out of her, and she was left with nothing but a raw desire and pleasure.

  He spanked her again, sucking her breast back into his mouth. She reached between their bodies and rubbed her clit, losing control of herself. She gripped his hair hard as she felt her orgasm coming, but willing it to wait until she knew that he was ready to cum. She rode his cock like a racehorse, fucking him faster and faster. He groaned aloud, and brought his lips back up to hers. He matched her strokes, together riding each other into climax. She tangled her tongue in his mouth, and felt his tongue running along her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his back for leverage as she rode his cock, finally unable to hold her orgasm any longer. She exploded onto his cock, screaming his name into the room. “Oh fuck, Nikolav!” she screamed. It was the strongest orgasm that she had ever experienced. He reached between their bodies and rubbed her pussy, prolonging her orgasm. He looked deep into her eyes, watching her ride out her pleasure. After what felt like eternity, her orgasm completed, and all she could do was smile. She wanted to get Nikolav to completion, however.

  “Get on your knees,” he said, pushing her off of his cock. She obeyed, looking up at him and licking her lips. He stood up and began to stroke his cock. The slick sound it made because of it’s coating of Rachel’s juices turned her on, getting her wet all over again. She could smell herself on his cock, and she wanted a taste. She took him in her mouth and bobbed up and down, until she felt him ready to explode. He stroked several times, until he came all over her tits. “Fuck,” he said as a steady stream of white cum squirted out of his cock, coating her with load after load of semen. Rachel lapped it all up, swallowing as much of it as she could, hardly able to believe what she was doing. She felt an indescribable desire to please him, even if it meant acting like a hoe. After several moments, he collapsed into his chair, having squeezed out the last drop of cum.

  “Come here,” he commanded. He pulled her into his lap, and kissed her passionately. She rubbe
d her body against his softening penis, wanting to feel it again. Her wanton behavior amused Nikolav, sat her on his thigh, letting her hump it. “I consider your debt paid,” he said, pulling a stray piece of her hair behind her ear. “You can go, and you will keep your job,” he finished. He moved his thigh up and down, increasing the pressure on her clit. She continued to slide her pussy over his thigh, looking him in the eye. “I’m not done yet,” she said with a wink. “Looking for a promotion?” he laughed. “Something like that,” she replied, kissing him back.

  Bent Over By My White Boss

  Aaliyah Jackson

  The day was just beginning and Erickya was already quite tired. She had dropped her children off to school, made some essential payments, cleaned the house and then headed off to work. As a single mother of two, she worked very hard every day, draining her of any vigour. She wasn't even spared the weekends as she had to take up a second job. But she was proud to say she never let her kids actually feel the financial difficulty that they were going through.