The Road to Success for Female Anchors

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In today's fiercely competitive media landscape, Z Provincial Television Station, due to its special status, still monopolizes a huge viewership market and advertising revenue. However, climbing the ranks at such a television station is no easy feat. Every year, countless graduates from prestigious universities yearn for its glamour, glory, money, and fame, fighting tooth and nail for a mere spot. Yet, only a handful ultimately succeed.

Although I am now the director of the news department and one of the top anchors at the provincial television station, I still cannot forget the hardships and embarrassments of my initial rise to power…

My current position and achievements cannot be achieved without mentioning one person: Zhou Lihong. She was my supervisor during my internship at Z Provincial Television Station, a strict and capable middle-aged professional woman who was very strict with her subordinates. Some say her family life wasn't going well, which is why she poured all her energy into her work.

Sister Zhou might be considered my benefactor or mentor; without her guidance, my life would have taken a completely different path. Although I had excellent grades back then, I was always incredibly cautious and apprehensive working under her, afraid of making even the slightest mistake. My busy six-month internship was coming to an end, and it was time to decide whether I could stay in Taiwan. I nervously asked her if there was any hope.

I still remember the look of appreciation mixed with slight regret in her eyes when she saw me. She said, "Mengyao, are you really going to stay here? I do admire your talent, but here, talent alone isn't enough; you have to know how to put in the effort. Do you understand what I mean?"

I naively replied, "Sister Zhou, I really want to stay. I'm not afraid of hard work."

Sister Zhou looked at me, shook her head, and smiled wryly, saying, "Think it over carefully. I'll recommend you to the station."

A month later, I excitedly received my job offer. Although I didn't get my dream anchor position, starting as a frontline reporter seemed like a natural progression for someone new to the workforce.

However, I soon realized how naive that idea was. There were over two hundred reporters at the station, some as experienced as me, and some even more senior. Some reporters worked until near retirement. Standing out is easier said than done. No matter how hard I try, I'll never achieve anything significant working on mundane agricultural projects like raising pigs and cattle!

I went to Sister Zhou to complain. She was as direct and blunt as ever: "I told you before, talent alone isn't enough here. Have you thought about what hard work means, you fool? Give it your all at next month's annual performance and get the leaders' attention!" Sister Zhou is a wise woman; she understands the situation perfectly. And

I'm not a fool, after all.

There were many wonderful performances at the annual meeting, such as poetry recitations, piano solos, and choral singing. However, compared to my performance, they all paled in comparison. What man could resist the fiery dance of a tall, curvaceous woman with a great figure?

Having danced Latin for years, I'm absolutely confident in my body and smile. The yellow bodysuit, encasing my breasts and hips, though the crucial parts were completely covered, clearly attracted restless gazes, like cats searching for scent.

The leader in the front row, with a forced smile, savored the sexy Latin dance steps my stilettos made on the floor, readily accepting my fleeting, provocative glances and suggestive kisses… I believe none of these men could remain completely unmoved by my feminine charm, unless they were impotent.

Later, when the station director first slept with me, he openly told me how alluring and arousing my manhood was that night.

After the annual meeting, his advances became intense, and I half-heartedly gave in. A month later, I was in the bed of his deluxe suite in Hilton.

"Isn't it a waste for such a beauty to be a reporter? I thought I'd get you within two weeks. And you actually held out for a month, you little slut."

"Sleeping with you isn't a waste? I'm not that easy," I said sweetly.

Of course, that wasn't very convincing, because apart from the leopard-print silk bra pushed up to my breasts and a pair of high-heeled shoes, I was basically naked. Although I deliberately kept my legs closed, it was just to make things more fun for the station manager when he came to have his way with me!

"Your nipples are fucking hard and standing up, they're really not just any ordinary nipples, haha!"

The station manager said, while playing with my already swollen, purplish-black nipples. I couldn't resist such teasing anymore, and lay down on him, gently tilting my head back for a kiss! To be even more seductive, I put on delicate makeup, and my moist, glossy lips pouted slightly, as if longing for the station manager's comfort!

This man, old enough to be my father, although not as muscular as my boyfriend, was clearly superior in his teasing techniques and words.

"Mengyao, be my goddaughter, okay? Daddy wants to pamper you so much." His tongue had already aggressively slipped into my mouth, greedily swirling around, while his hands kneaded my nipples with increasingly delicate, almost imperceptible, caresses.

"Mmm..." I was so comfortable I could barely speak, my thighs involuntarily parting slightly.

"Then be a good daughter, spread your legs and let godfather fuck you... You're so beautiful, Mengyao."

He spread my thighs, directly probing the throbbing clitoris. He continued to kiss my lightly made-up face, feeling my feminine breath and allure... I felt completely overwhelmed by his advances.

The station manager truly lived up to his name; with just a few lewd touches, he had me utterly defenseless, with no more restraint! A surge of sexual arousal coursed through my body, causing my legs to spread wide. I finally revealed my previously unseen vulva and anus to the station director, awaiting his inspection!

Of course, I later learned he had given me imported aphrodisiacs. However, that night's pleasure was truly unforgettable, because this slightly BDSM and incestuous method of penetration was something I had never experienced before!

I loved being at my godfather's beck and call, letting his penis enter and exit my cunt, his rough fingers teasing my shameful, tender anus, his smoky mouth licking my meticulously made-up face. Waves of sexual excitement overwhelmed my body; groveling and yielding beneath my godfather, losing all self-respect, became my only desire! I realized what a slut I was! A total whore!

After that night, my career at the Z province TV station suddenly took off. I became the station director's mistress. Generally speaking, he was a man of honor and loyalty; as long as I could satisfy his surging lust, I could get what I wanted. Soon, I became the anchorwoman of a well-known news commentary program in Z province.

He liked to take me to meet his business friends, a group of well-dressed, slick-haired beasts. Perhaps it was because these people had the opportunity to release a lot of pressure outside of work.

In the KTV rooms, I often performed various fashion shows for these men with the girls or mistresses brought by his friends, such as stocking shows and bra shows.

I felt incredibly humiliated because almost everyone knew I was the dignified and intellectual news anchor on screen. But in the KTV room, I had to shed my glamorous image, strike sexy, even lewd poses, and let shady men comment on me. And this pleasure of manipulating me at will was probably exactly what my sugar daddy, the station manager, enjoyed!

Once, they got their hands on some imported French lingerie and made me and other women wear it in a fashion show. Mine was gold high-heeled strappy sandals, black thong panties, and a pink lace openwork bra that barely covered my nipples and areolas.

"Let everyone see another side of the famous news anchor, haha. Mengyao, go change!" The station manager's words were smug and brooked no resistance.

After changing, I was so ashamed I almost dared not look at myself. My unkempt pubic hair peeked out from under my underwear, and my nipples were pressing against my thin bra, making me look incredibly lewd! I simply didn't know how to face this group of lustful hypocrites!

"Haha, the beautiful anchorwoman's sexy side is really impressive. She's certainly presentable and willing to challenge herself. Things are about to get interesting, hehe," a man in a suit said mischievously.

"Show everyone a catwalk! We'll broadcast the news as we walk," the station manager ordered, the music already changed to runway dance music.

I felt a surge of heat throughout my body, an abnormal sexual arousal. This lingerie made it almost impossible for me to cover my private parts in front of these lecherous men, and what would happen after the performance?

"Hello everyone, welcome to today's lingerie show. I'm news anchor Meng Yao. Am I beautiful?" I strode gracefully towards the group of lecherous men.

I saw almost every man present had their eyes blazing with desire, their crotches bulging, shouting, "Beautiful lady, you're even more beautiful without clothes on!" The atmosphere in the private room gradually heated up to a boiling point with the arrival of several other scantily clad women. I heard some of them were active flight attendants; a fierce group sex battle was about to erupt!

Sure enough, as I expected, my provocative poses, with my chest out and buttocks raised, made me the first target of two men in suits. Without a word, they forced me onto the sofa, making me crawl like a bitch with my big ass sticking out. One man grabbed my long, wavy, burgundy hair, forced my head down, and slapped my meticulously made-up face with his penis. The other yanked down my panties, rubbing his huge, stinky penis between my cunt and anus, saying, "The station director's really generous, even his star anchor is willing to share!"

Who would have thought that a top anchorwoman from the provincial station would be sandwiched between two penises like this, utterly humiliated and with nowhere to retreat! This is the power of money!

I was quickly aroused, my cunt was soaking wet, and my big ass arched even higher. As the large penis from behind penetrated, I willingly took the one in front into my mouth as well. The man in front patted my head, indicating that I was being obedient. The constant slapping of my buttocks from behind! I felt humiliated yet aroused!

In my dazed state, I saw two stunningly beautiful, fashionable women, completely naked, diligently licking my balls and sucking my anus between the station director's legs; they seemed to be flight attendants. The station director was humming happily…

It's said that that night, the station director secured a contract worth over a hundred million.

There was another particularly special incident that made me even more impressed with the station director's skills.

That day, after the program, I suddenly received a call from the station director, asking me to go to his office. I wondered if this old lecher was up to something again? His energy was truly boundless.

As usual, I changed into sheer black stockings, high heels, and a skirt suit before going to his office. The station manager greeted me with a broad smile, asking, "Mengyao, guess who's down there?" Listening closely, I realized there was a woman performing oral sex on him under the large desk.

"Are you crazy? You're not going to ruin another intern's life, are you?"

"That's pointless. I don't do those kinds of unspoken rules anymore. Hey, don't stop!" the station manager said, beckoning to the woman under the desk.

"Come and see, hehe, you know her." The station manager called me over.

Unexpectedly, the woman kept her head down, as if she didn't want me to know who she was.

"Don't be shy, Lihong, hmm?" the station manager said, forcefully lifting the woman's genitals to show me her face. Yes, it was my mentor and benefactor, Sister Zhou.

I was stunned. I hadn't expected the station director to have developed this kind of taste recently, and I didn't know what he had on Sister Zhou, but I could tell she wasn't very willing. Our eyes met, and she looked ashamed and embarrassed.

"Teach her how to give oral sex," the station director said, clearly dissatisfied with Sister Zhou's oral sex skills.

This was understandable; Sister Zhou was a successful businesswoman and probably not very familiar with these techniques for pleasing men. Her husband was also disabled in the line of duty, so their sex life was probably infrequent.

I expertly took the familiar, large penis that Sister Zhou spat out, breathed on it, and then took it in my mouth with my lipstick-covered lips, savoring it like a delicacy. My hands, painted with red nail polish, massaged the base of the station manager's penis in circles. "Sister Zhou, you need to immerse yourself in it, control the rhythm, and your hands need to cooperate." Unexpectedly, our roles were reversed today. I had become her mentor.

The station manager's initially limp penis soon became erect. He was enjoying my oral sex so much that he pulled my skirt up to my waist, ripped open my stockings, and started having sex with me. While he was doing it, he yelled at Sister Zhou, "You're fucking useless! Look how well Mengyao is serving you! Now, masturbate, and I'll fuck you later!"

The usually capable and assertive Sister Zhou actually nodded meekly, unzipped her trousers, and began masturbating, one hand reaching into her underwear to touch her vulva, the other into her bra. Although she wasn't skilled or enjoying it, she was very serious, as if she were completing a very important task.

Later, when I was alone, I asked the station manager how he got Sister Zhou to comply.

The station manager chuckled, "Isn't that easy? Just say her show's performance wasn't good and had to be canceled. I was just teasing her, giving her a change of pace."

"Aren't you afraid she'll sue you for sexual harassment?"

"She wouldn't dare! I forced her to offer herself. Besides, she has no backing, and her husband is disabled in a work accident. What can she use to sue me?!"

I felt sorry for Sister Zhou,

but on the other hand, I thought the station manager was too ruthless. However, his power and his huge penis really had me completely under his thumb. Although I wasn't married, I'd always had boyfriends, but they were all too gentle, making my sex life unsatisfying. The station manager, on the other hand, treated me like a sex object, yet completely dominated me, making me obediently submit to his penis and power. I really am a huge slut, a whore!

Thanks to the station director's efforts, I was recently promoted to head of the news department. This is a lucrative position at the provincial television station, granting significant influence and financial resources. To express my gratitude, I invited the station director to a hotel in Hilton.

I styled my long, burgundy hair into a bun, meticulously applied makeup, wore crystal earrings and a necklace, and donned a coat over a red lace bra, silk open-crotch panties, and crystal-studded high heels. I also wore perfume. Compared to when I first entered the workforce, after ten years of hard work, I now appear mature and sexy.

Tonight, I have a special gift for the station director.

I'll start by performing a Latin dance for him, my plump, shapely buttocks swaying passionately to the music. As I dance, I remove my coat, casting seductive and provocative glances at him. Before the dance was even over, the station manager had already pulled me into a hug.

"Baby, you look so beautiful today!"

He kissed me passionately, and my bra slipped down as his hands caressed my back.

"Mmm..." I kissed the man who gave me such a sense of security with abandon.

"Is there a gift for me today?"

"Yes," I blushed slightly, "Didn't you always want my... you know?" "

Which one? Baby," the station manager pretended not to understand.

But everything was unspoken; his fingers were already parting my buttocks, teasing my flirtatious anus.

"Can you wash me first, Godfather?" I said coquettishly. Actually, I had already wiped it clean with a wet wipe and prepared lubricant.

The station manager swept me up from behind, spreading my legs and lifting me up like a little girl urinating, facing the full-length mirror in the guest room. In the mirror, I could see my vagina and anus clearly. The delicate folds around my light brown anus opened and closed, as if nervously anticipating the impending baptism.

Sodomizing a news anchor—few people have such good fortune.

I am a generous and intelligent news anchor, but I am also a woman, a wanton and horny woman. I need a man's caresses on my nipples, my clitoris, I need a hot, thick penis to fill every one of my cunts!

The station manager gently placed me on the bed, my legs spread wide like an "M," awaiting his arrival. He held my inner thighs and began licking my anus! What a tingling sensation! My anus opened and closed cautiously, responding to the skillful teasing of his tongue!

Some say that if you love a woman, every scent of her body, including her poop and farts, will smell sweet. I prefer to believe it's true. I was enveloped in this feeling of happiness.

The station director entered my anus from behind; we mated in a doggy style. I was in so much pain that I wanted to cry, but waves of sexual excitement kept coming, making me involuntarily respond! I was being fucked like a bitch, unable to stop, uttering lewd words.

"Godfather, you're so amazing... ahhh... ahhh... so slutty..."

"Mengyao, damn, your asshole is so tight, ahhh! You're such a slut, top-notch! Top-notch!"

Looking back now, I realize that Sister Zhou was right. Here, the secret to success is simply 'knowing how to give'.

In today's fiercely competitive media landscape, Z Provincial Television Station, due to its special status, still monopolizes a huge viewership market and advertising revenue. However, climbing the ranks at such a television station is no easy feat. Every year, countless graduates from prestigious universities yearn for its glamour, glory, money, and fame, fighting tooth and nail for a mere spot. Yet, only a handful ultimately succeed.

Although I am now the director of the news department and one of the top anchors at the provincial television station, I still cannot forget the hardships and embarrassments of my initial rise to power…

My current position and achievements cannot be achieved without mentioning one person: Zhou Lihong. She was my supervisor during my internship at Z Provincial Television Station, a strict and capable middle-aged professional woman who was very strict with her subordinates. Some say her family life wasn't going well, which is why she poured all her energy into her work.

Sister Zhou might be considered my benefactor or mentor; without her guidance, my life would have taken a completely different path. Although I had excellent grades back then, I was always incredibly cautious and apprehensive working under her, afraid of making even the slightest mistake. My busy six-month internship was coming to an end, and it was time to decide whether I could stay in Taiwan. I nervously asked her if there was any hope.

I still remember the look of appreciation mixed with slight regret in her eyes when she saw me. She said, "Mengyao, are you really going to stay here? I do admire your talent, but here, talent alone isn't enough; you have to know how to put in the effort. Do you understand what I mean?"

I naively replied, "Sister Zhou, I really want to stay. I'm not afraid of hard work."

Sister Zhou looked at me, shook her head, and smiled wryly, saying, "Think it over carefully. I'll recommend you to the station."

A month later, I excitedly received my job offer. Although I didn't get my dream anchor position, starting as a frontline reporter seemed like a natural progression for someone new to the workforce.

However, I soon realized how naive that idea was. There were over two hundred reporters at the station, some as experienced as me, and some even more senior. Some reporters worked until near retirement. Standing out is easier said than done. No matter how hard I try, I'll never achieve anything significant working on mundane agricultural projects like raising pigs and cattle!

I went to Sister Zhou to complain. She was as direct and blunt as ever: "I told you before, talent alone isn't enough here. Have you thought about what hard work means, you fool? Give it your all at next month's annual performance and get the leaders' attention!" Sister Zhou is a wise woman; she understands the situation perfectly. And

I'm not a fool, after all.

There were many wonderful performances at the annual meeting, such as poetry recitations, piano solos, and choral singing. However, compared to my performance, they all paled in comparison. What man could resist the fiery dance of a tall, curvaceous woman with a great figure?

Having danced Latin for years, I'm absolutely confident in my body and smile. The yellow bodysuit, encasing my breasts and hips, though the crucial parts were completely covered, clearly attracted restless gazes, like cats searching for scent.

The leader in the front row, with a forced smile, savored the sexy Latin dance steps my stilettos made on the floor, readily accepting my fleeting, provocative glances and suggestive kisses… I believe none of these men could remain completely unmoved by my feminine charm, unless they were impotent.

Later, when the station director first slept with me, he openly told me how alluring and arousing my manhood was that night.

After the annual meeting, his advances became intense, and I half-heartedly gave in. A month later, I was in the bed of his deluxe suite in Hilton.

"Isn't it a waste for such a beauty to be a reporter? I thought I'd get you within two weeks. And you actually held out for a month, you little slut."

"Sleeping with you isn't a waste? I'm not that easy," I said sweetly.

Of course, that wasn't very convincing, because apart from the leopard-print silk bra pushed up to my breasts and a pair of high-heeled shoes, I was basically naked. Although I deliberately kept my legs closed, it was just to make things more fun for the station manager when he came to have his way with me!

"Your nipples are fucking hard and standing up, they're really not just any ordinary nipples, haha!"

The station manager said, while playing with my already swollen, purplish-black nipples. I couldn't resist such teasing anymore, and lay down on him, gently tilting my head back for a kiss! To be even more seductive, I put on delicate makeup, and my moist, glossy lips pouted slightly, as if longing for the station manager's comfort!

This man, old enough to be my father, although not as muscular as my boyfriend, was clearly superior in his teasing techniques and words.

"Mengyao, be my goddaughter, okay? Daddy wants to pamper you so much." His tongue had already aggressively slipped into my mouth, greedily swirling around, while his hands kneaded my nipples with increasingly delicate, almost imperceptible, caresses.

"Mmm..." I was so comfortable I could barely speak, my thighs involuntarily parting slightly.

"Then be a good daughter, spread your legs and let godfather fuck you... You're so beautiful, Mengyao."

He spread my thighs, directly probing the throbbing clitoris. He continued to kiss my lightly made-up face, feeling my feminine breath and allure... I felt completely overwhelmed by his advances.

The station manager truly lived up to his name; with just a few lewd touches, he had me utterly defenseless, with no more restraint! A surge of sexual arousal coursed through my body, causing my legs to spread wide. I finally revealed my previously unseen vulva and anus to the station director, awaiting his inspection!

Of course, I later learned he had given me imported aphrodisiacs. However, that night's pleasure was truly unforgettable, because this slightly BDSM and incestuous method of penetration was something I had never experienced before!

I loved being at my godfather's beck and call, letting his penis enter and exit my cunt, his rough fingers teasing my shameful, tender anus, his smoky mouth licking my meticulously made-up face. Waves of sexual excitement overwhelmed my body; groveling and yielding beneath my godfather, losing all self-respect, became my only desire! I realized what a slut I was! A total whore!

After that night, my career at the Z province TV station suddenly took off. I became the station director's mistress. Generally speaking, he was a man of honor and loyalty; as long as I could satisfy his surging lust, I could get what I wanted. Soon, I became the anchorwoman of a well-known news commentary program in Z province.

He liked to take me to meet his business friends, a group of well-dressed, slick-haired beasts. Perhaps it was because these people had the opportunity to release a lot of pressure outside of work.

In the KTV rooms, I often performed various fashion shows for these men with the girls or mistresses brought by his friends, such as stocking shows and bra shows.

I felt incredibly humiliated because almost everyone knew I was the dignified and intellectual news anchor on screen, but in the KTV room, I had to shed my glamorous image, strike sexy, even lewd poses, and let shady men comment on me. And this pleasure of being manipulated and taken advantage of was probably exactly what my sugar daddy, the station manager, wanted to see!

Once, they managed to get their hands on some French-imported lingerie and made me and other women wear it in a fashion show. Mine was gold high-heeled strappy sandals, black thong panties, and a pink lace openwork bra that barely covered my nipples and areolas.

"Let's show everyone another side of the famous news anchor, haha. Mengyao, go change!" The station manager's words were smug and brooked no argument.

After changing, I was so ashamed I could hardly look at myself. Because my unkempt pubic hair was peeking out from my panties, and my nipples were pressing against the thin bra, I looked incredibly lewd! I simply didn't know how to face this group of lustful hypocrites!

"Haha, the beautiful anchorwoman's sexy side is really impressive. She's definitely up to par and dares to challenge herself. This is going to be interesting, hehe." A man in a suit said mischievously.

"Give everyone a catwalk! Report the news while you walk," the station manager ordered, the music already changed to a catwalk dance track.

I felt a surge of heat, an unusual arousal. This lingerie made it almost impossible for me to cover my private parts in front of these lecherous men, and what would happen after the performance?

"Hello everyone, welcome to today's lingerie show. I'm anchorwoman Meng Yao. Am I beautiful?" I walked gracefully towards the group of lecherous men.

I saw almost every man present had their eyes blazing with desire, their crotches bulging, shouting, "Beautiful lady, you're even more beautiful without clothes on!" The atmosphere in the private room gradually heated up to a boiling point with the arrival of several other scantily clad women. I heard some of them were active flight attendants; a fierce group sex battle was about to erupt!

Sure enough, as I expected, my provocative poses, with my chest out and buttocks raised, made me the first target of two men in suits. Without a word, they forced me onto the sofa, making me crawl like a bitch with my big ass sticking out. One man grabbed my long, wavy, burgundy hair, forced my head down, and slapped my meticulously made-up face with his penis. The other yanked down my panties, rubbing his huge, stinky penis between my cunt and anus, saying, "The station director's really generous, even his star anchor is willing to share!"

Who would have thought that a top anchorwoman from the provincial station would be sandwiched between two penises like this, utterly humiliated and with nowhere to retreat! This is the power of money!

I was quickly aroused, my cunt was soaking wet, and my big ass arched even higher. As the large penis from behind penetrated, I willingly took the one in front into my mouth as well. The man in front patted my head, indicating that I was being obedient. The constant slapping of my buttocks from behind! I felt humiliated yet aroused!

In my dazed state, I saw two stunningly beautiful, fashionable women, completely naked, diligently licking my balls and sucking my anus between the station director's legs; they seemed to be flight attendants. The station director was humming happily…

It's said that that night, the station director secured a contract worth over a hundred million.

There was another particularly special incident that made me even more impressed with the station director's skills.

That day, after the program, I suddenly received a call from the station director, asking me to go to his office. I wondered if this old lecher was up to something again? His energy was truly boundless.

As usual, I changed into sheer black stockings, high heels, and a skirt suit before going to his office. The station manager greeted me with a broad smile, asking, "Mengyao, guess who's down there?" Listening closely, I realized there was a woman performing oral sex on him under the large desk.

"Are you crazy? You're not going to ruin another intern's life, are you?"

"That's pointless. I don't do those kinds of unspoken rules anymore. Hey, don't stop!" the station manager said, beckoning to the woman under the desk.

"Come and see, hehe, you know her." The station manager called me over.

Unexpectedly, the woman kept her head down, as if she didn't want me to know who she was.

"Don't be shy, Lihong, hmm?" the station manager said, forcefully lifting the woman's genitals to show me her face. Yes, it was my mentor and benefactor, Sister Zhou.

I was stunned. I hadn't expected the station director to have developed this kind of taste recently, and I didn't know what he had on Sister Zhou, but I could tell she wasn't very willing. Our eyes met, and she looked ashamed and embarrassed.

"Teach her how to give oral sex," the station director said, clearly dissatisfied with Sister Zhou's oral sex skills.

This was understandable; Sister Zhou was a successful businesswoman and probably not very familiar with these techniques for pleasing men. Her husband was also disabled in the line of duty, so their sex life was probably infrequent.

I expertly took the familiar, large penis that Sister Zhou spat out, breathed on it, and then took it in my mouth with my lipstick-covered lips, savoring it like a delicacy. My hands, painted with red nail polish, massaged the base of the station manager's penis in circles. "Sister Zhou, you need to immerse yourself in it, control the rhythm, and your hands need to cooperate." Unexpectedly, our roles were reversed today. I had become her mentor.

The station manager's initially limp penis soon became erect. He was enjoying my oral sex so much that he pulled my skirt up to my waist, ripped open my stockings, and started having sex with me. While he was doing it, he yelled at Sister Zhou, "You're fucking useless! Look how well Mengyao is serving you! Now, masturbate, and I'll fuck you later!"

The usually capable and assertive Sister Zhou actually nodded meekly, unzipped her trousers, and began masturbating, one hand reaching into her underwear to touch her vulva, the other into her bra. Although she wasn't skilled or enjoying it, she was very serious, as if she were completing a very important task.

Later, when I was alone, I asked the station manager how he got Sister Zhou to comply.

The station manager chuckled, "Isn't that easy? Just say her show's performance wasn't good and had to be canceled. I was just teasing her, giving her a change of pace."

"Aren't you afraid she'll sue you for sexual harassment?"

"She wouldn't dare! I forced her to offer herself. Besides, she has no backing, and her husband is disabled in a work accident. What can she use to sue me?!"

I felt sorry for Sister Zhou,

but on the other hand, I thought the station manager was too ruthless. However, his power and his huge penis really had me completely under his thumb. Although I wasn't married, I'd always had boyfriends, but they were all too gentle, making my sex life unsatisfying. The station manager, on the other hand, treated me like a sex object, yet completely dominated me, making me obediently submit to his penis and power. I really am a huge slut, a whore!

Thanks to the station director's efforts, I was recently promoted to head of the news department. This is a lucrative position at the provincial television station, granting significant influence and financial resources. To express my gratitude, I invited the station director to a hotel in Hilton.

I styled my long, burgundy hair into a bun, meticulously applied makeup, wore crystal earrings and a necklace, and donned a coat over a red lace bra, silk open-crotch panties, and crystal-studded high heels. I also wore perfume. Compared to when I first entered the workforce, after ten years of hard work, I now appear mature and sexy.

Tonight, I have a special gift for the station director.

I'll start by performing a Latin dance for him, my plump, shapely buttocks swaying passionately to the music. As I dance, I remove my coat, casting seductive and provocative glances at him. Before the dance was even over, the station manager had already pulled me into a hug.

"Baby, you look so beautiful today!"

He kissed me passionately, and my bra slipped down as his hands caressed my back.

"Mmm..." I kissed the man who gave me such a sense of security with abandon.

"Is there a gift for me today?"

"Yes," I blushed slightly, "Didn't you always want my... you know?" "

Which one? Baby," the station manager pretended not to understand.

But everything was unspoken; his fingers were already parting my buttocks, teasing my flirtatious anus.

"Can you wash me first, Godfather?" I said coquettishly. Actually, I had already wiped it clean with a wet wipe and prepared lubricant.

The station manager swept me up from behind, spreading my legs and lifting me up like a little girl urinating, facing the full-length mirror in the guest room. In the mirror, I could see my vagina and anus clearly. The delicate folds around my light brown anus opened and closed, as if nervously anticipating the impending baptism.

Sodomizing a news anchor—few people have such good fortune.

I am a generous and intelligent news anchor, but I am also a woman, a wanton and horny woman. I need a man's caresses on my nipples, my clitoris, I need a hot, thick penis to fill every one of my cunts!

The station manager gently placed me on the bed, my legs spread wide like an "M," awaiting his arrival. He held my inner thighs and began licking my anus! What a tingling sensation! My anus opened and closed cautiously, responding to the skillful teasing of his tongue!

Some say that if you love a woman, every scent of her body, including her poop and farts, will smell sweet. I prefer to believe it's true. I was enveloped in this feeling of happiness.

The station director entered my anus from behind; we mated in a doggy style. I was in so much pain that I wanted to cry, but waves of sexual arousal kept washing over me, making me involuntarily respond! I was being fucked like a bitch, unable to stop, uttering lewd words.

"Godfather, you're amazing... Ahhh... Ahhh... So slutty..."

"Mengyao, damn, your asshole is so tight, ahhh! You're such a slut, top-notch! Top-notch!"

Looking back now, I realize that Sister Zhou was right. Here, the secret to success is simply 'knowing how to give'.

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