sanescientist:

Angela shook and ground her pussy into her boss as he erupted into her once more.

As she came down from her own orgasm she realised he was talking to her, chiding her again for that thing that she’d done wrong.

What had she done? How was it done wrong?

It was increasingly difficult to remember what exactly she had done wrong, and these ‘punishments’ from her boss were only exacerbating it. Every orgasm seemed to wipe another bunch of memories from her mind.

He slid out of her pussy, stood up and regarded her for a few moments as he pulled his trousers back up.

“Despite these setbacks, I think that, with time and training, you’re going to be a valuable employee for me, Angela. I’m going to need you to come to my house this evening so that we can go over your training materials. You don’t mind, do you?”

He didn’t wait for the reply, and turned towards the door.

“I’m going to send you another training video. After you’ve finished absorbing it, you can finish early for the day. I don’t think you’ll be much use after watching it anyway.”

Angela nodded to nobody in particular, moaning as his cum oozed out of her pussy and down her thigh. She didn’t want to get it on the carpet again so used her panties to soak it up.

Sitting back down in her chair, she saw her boss had helpfully sent her the next video. Putting on her headphones, she pressed play and felt her body relax immediately as her bosses voice began guiding her down into a trance once more.