A slut who loves to moan

When Cindy entered his office, Arno stood up.

"Cindy, what's up?" Arno asked. "Arno, I want to talk to you!" Cindy said.

"Okay! What is it?" Arno said.

"I want to ask you not to fire my husband!" Cindy said.

"I think I have no choice! But I'm so sorry..." "I think I can change your mind," Cindy said.

"What would make you think that?" Arno said.

"I think if you agree, I can do something for you," Cindy said.

"Oh! What's on your mind?" Arno said. "Well

," Cindy said, leaning closer to him, pressing her body against his, making Arno feel a tingling sensation from head to toe.

"That's what I'm thinking," Cindy said, kissing him with soft, passionate, and thirsty lips.

Her tongue boldly and sensitively roamed in his mouth, mingling with his. Their lips were pressed together, their arms tightly wrapped around him. They kissed for a long time before slowly separating, but still remained close to each other. Arno's lower abdomen swelled, and he knew Cindy could feel it from her pressed body against his.

"That's quite convincing," Arno said.

"Yes, I dare say it is..." Cindy said, shifting her body to sit on his firm belly, slowly and teasingly sliding and pressing from side to side. "You want me!" Cindy said. "Don't you? Arno! You want my body." "Of course, of course I want it! If I don't fire Arthur..." Arno said.

"It's yours!" Cindy said, still sliding her lower body against him, pressing her breasts against his chest and rubbing her smooth thighs between his thighs.

"Anything! Arno! Anything you want." Cindy said.

"Anything?" Arno said.

"Anything!" Cindy said.

"Well, because I have some ideas too!" Arno said.

"What is it?" Cindy said.

Arno gently pushed Cindy away about an arm's length.

"This!" Arno slapped her hard, the sharp sound sending Cindy sprawling backward.

A painful, startled scream escaped her throat. She stood there, staring at Arno, one hand covering her face.

"That's what I was thinking, Cindy! What do you think?" Arno said.

Cindy stared at him for a long time before speaking. "If it's worth it!" Cindy said.

"Okay! Maybe we can talk!" Arno said.

"That's what I was thinking!" Cindy said.

"Cindy! You have a perfect body!" Arno said.

"I know!" Cindy said.

"Your breasts are dazzling, firm, prominent, round, and sexy," Arno said.

"Arno! Do you want to see them?" Cindy said.

"Yes! But I'll tell you when!" Arno said.

"Okay!" Cindy said.

"And your thighs are unbelievably beautiful!" Arno said.

“I know! Just thinking about how they’ve clung to you!” Cindy said. “I have! I’ve thought about many things. Like your lips!” Arno said.

“My lips are wonderful,” Cindy said.

“Yes! I know you can kiss and suck with them!” Arno said.

“I can suck you out of your wits!” Cindy said.

“And you can definitely suck me out of your wits!” Arno said.

Cindy took a deep breath.

“If that’s what you want, I’m sure I can suck you to your satisfaction!” Cindy said.

“Come here! Cindy, come here! Kiss me again!” Arno said.

Cindy slowly walked towards him, pressing her body against him again, her breasts rubbing against his chest, her legs rubbing against his. Her body pressed against his swollen lower abdomen. Once again, she opened her lips and kissed him. Her tongue rubbed and teased in his mouth. Arno kissed her passionately, while one hand tightly embraced her slender waist.

His hand ran through her long, shoulder-length, jet-black hair. As her tongue plunged into his throat, her breasts pressed tightly against him with each breath, Cindy let out a soft moan in his mouth. Arno gripped a handful of her hair, pulling it forcefully as he kissed her. Cindy's moans grew louder, and passion and sound gradually turned into pain. Kissing Cindy, Arno twisted his fist as if to pull her hair out of his head. Cindy moaned and gasped in Arno's mouth. Cindy withdrew her tongue, but Arno held her tightly, forcing his tongue into her moaning mouth, as if to crush her lips. Cindy writhed in pain. Tears streamed down her face. But she made no attempt to push him away.

Finally, Arno stopped kissing and stepped back a few paces; but his hand still held her hair slightly. Cindy was in excruciating pain from the grip, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

“Good! Cindy! Very good! I like it when you kiss me like this,” Arno said.

Cindy didn’t speak, but her tear-filled eyes looked at him without tears falling.

Arno released his hand and said, “Cindy! Kneel down!” Cindy didn’t move. “If we’ve agreed, I’ll kneel down!” Arno slapped her again.

Cindy swayed but didn’t move. “Arno! Don’t touch me until you answer my question!” “You have to do as I say, Cindy!” “I will!” Cindy said.

“Then! It’s a deal!” Arno said.

“Okay!” Cindy said, kneeling in front of him.

Arno moved closer until Cindy’s cheek was almost touching his genitals. His genitals were swollen.

“Cindy! Suck it! Suck it through your pants!” Arno said.

Cindy did as he said, bringing her lips as close as possible to suck the bulge. Arno felt the friction of her lips, her tongue licking through the fabric of his pants. He watched her lick.

"Good, you can stop now!" Arno said.

Cindy looked up at him and said, "Arno! Can I take it out?" "No! Stand up!" Arno said.

Cindy stood up and said, "Arno! You don't want me to take my clothes off, don't you want to see me naked?" "Do you want me to hit you again?" Arno asked.

"No! No!" Cindy said.

"Then shut up! I'll tell you what I want to see!" Arno said.

"Okay! Arno," Cindy said.

"What I want to see now is your legs. Cindy! I've always admired your legs," Arno said.

"I know!" Cindy said.

"Lift up your skirt! Up to your waist! I want to see everything!" Arno said.

"Okay!" Cindy said, grabbing the skirt that covered her knees, revealing the alluring curves of her calves, and lifting it up. Up to her knees, slowly revealing a pair of snow-white, smooth thighs.

Lifted higher! Higher still! Over her hips to her waist. It revealed her short, snow-white panties and her long, flawless, sexy, and alluring thighs.

Arno stared at her legs for a long time.

"Slowly turn around! Turn completely around," Arno finally said.

Cindy did as she was told. As Cindy moved her legs, Arno admired the undulating, fleshy muscles of her legs. His gaze remained fixed on her until she faced him again.

"Arno! You like my legs, don't you?" Cindy said.

"I like your beautiful legs, I wish they were wrapped around my waist." "Arno! Just say so!" Cindy said.

"Oh! I will! But there's something you have to do for me first," Arno said.

"What is it?" Cindy said.

"Give them a few lashes!" Arno said.

"Oh," Cindy said.

"Don't take off your skirt, keep it as it is!" Arno said.

Cindy stood, holding her skirt around her waist. Arno slowly unbuckled his belt from his waist—a wide, brown belt. Cindy looked at him without speaking. Arno gripped the belt buckle and wrapped the belt around his hand twice, shaking it to see if it was the length he wanted.

"Cindy! Get down on my desk! Don't take off your skirt, just leave it like that. But turn around and get down on my desk." Cindy paused, then turned and slowly moved towards Arno's desk, lying down.

"Full down! Cindy!" Arno said.

Cindy grabbed her skirt in front and bent forward until her pink cheeks were pressed against Arno's desk. Her buttocks, encased in her panties, rose high. Arno stared at her long, bare, and curvaceous legs.

"Good! Cindy! Now don't move!" Arno said, swinging the belt up and down. Then, with all his might, he lashed the upper part of Cindy's thigh against her firm skin.

The sound was loud. Cindy's body jerked, and a scream escaped her lips.

Arno laughed and said, "Cindy! Does it hurt?" "Oh God! It hurts so much!" Cindy replied in pain.

"Good! Cindy! Just stay there!" Arno said, lashing out again at the area just above her knee.

"Ouch! My God!" Cindy screamed. "Damn it! Arno..." "Cindy! What's wrong? Is something wrong?" "No! Nothing!" Cindy paused before speaking.

"Good!" Arno said, swinging the belt again, aiming for her thigh. Cindy screamed even louder, but remained silent, writhing on the desk.

"I like it!" Arno said, whipping Cindy's thigh again. Again and again, the whipping caused Cindy to scream, groan, and writhe on the desk.

Cindy's bare thighs were covered in Arno's whip marks. Arno stopped, admiring the alluring sight.

"Arno! I'll scream, I'll scream if you don't stop!" Cindy groaned in pain.

"Good..." Arno said.

“But…but they’re outside…they’ll hear.” “I don’t care! Cindy! Do you care?” “I…I…” “Pull down your panties! Cindy! That way I can hit your ass!” “Oh! God!” Cindy cried. But she still reached for the waistband of her snow-white panties, pulled them down, revealing her round, taut buttocks. In her bent position, they stood even higher.

Arno swung the belt with all his might, forcefully striking her buttocks. One lash! Two lashes! Three lashes! Four lashes!

Cindy howled.

“Good! Now they all know!” Arno said.

Cindy groaned.

“Alright! You can stand up now!” Arno said.

“That’s a good girl!” Arno said, lashing down again, this time striking her left breast. Cindy screamed like a wild animal again, rolling her body, this time still lying down but one hand involuntarily reaching for the air.

“Good! I like it!” Arno said.

"Crush me! Arno! Stop hitting me! You want me, hurry up! Arno! I'll make you feel so good..." Cindy pleaded.

"I know!" Arno said, whipping her right breast again.

"I know!" Arno roared, his voice louder than her screams, "Cindy! Don't move!" while whipping her left breast.

Cindy could no longer stay still; she began to roll around on the floor. Arno followed her rolling, whipping her twisting body—thighs, breasts, buttocks, back, abdomen—anywhere he could reach.

"Don't roll! Spread your body and I won't whip you anymore!" Arno shouted.

Cindy struggled to stop rolling and lay sprawled out again under Arno's whipping. Arno stopped, looking at the twisted, groaning, panting body.

"Cindy! Now it's my turn to fuck you! I'll fuck you to death! You'll fuck me too! Won't you?" Arno pounced on her.

"That...that was...the agreement...you fuck yourself! You son of a bitch! Fuck yourself!" "Here, Cindy!" Arno said, slowly and forcefully sliding his erect penis into her vagina.

"This is it, Cindy! I'm inside you, inside Cindy!" Arno said, beginning to thrust.

"Cindy! Fuck me! Fuck me and fuck your husband!" Arno said as he thrust.

"Okay! Arno!" Cindy said, thrusting along with him. "Okay! I'm going to fuck you! Just like I said, I said I'd do anything you want me to do. Arno! Right?" "Yes, until now you are!" Arno said. "Arno

! I'll always be!" Cindy said, thrusting rhythmically. "Is it good, Arno!

It feels so good, doesn't it?" "Yes! It feels so good! Cindy! You're such a fucker!" Arno said.

"I know!" Cindy said. Now the thrusting became even more intense.

“Cindy! Wrap your legs around me,” Arno said.

“Okay!” Cindy said, wrapping her legs around his back. “How is it now? Arno! Do you like it?” “I like it! Cindy! Squeeze your legs so I can feel them wrapped around me! Grinding me!

Oh! Great! Oh! So good!” Arno said.

“Arno! I told you, I’m great! You don’t have to whip me like this!” Cindy said.

“Yes! Cindy! Harder!” Arno said.

Cindy did as he instructed.

“Does it hurt now?” Arno said.

“Yes! Does that excite you?” Cindy asked.

“Yes!” Arno said, thrusting hard. “I can fuck you all day!” “Arno! As long as you want,” Cindy said, arching her back and writhing, trapping him between her legs.

“Kiss me! Cindy!” Arno said.

Cindy brought her lips close, moaning as she pressed them together, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Her serpentine body writhed in rhythm with his. "Ah! Cindy! I'm almost there! Ah! Dry it out!" Arno cried, pulling away from her lips.

"I'll fuck you to death! Arno! You can cum now!" Cindy said, her lower body shaking even more violently.

"Ah! I'll fuck you to death! Beautiful and sexy Cindy, I'll fuck you to death! So good! It's coming... out..." "I'll fuck you to death! Fuck Arno! Shoot inside! Come on! Shoot inside Cindy! Arno! Come on!" "Shoot inside you! Cindy, you beautiful cunt! A cunt that loves to suck! Shoot you to death, you slut who loves to moan!" "Oh! Yes! I am a slut who loves to suck and moan! Come on! Shoot into my cunt! Arno! Shoot! Fuck me to death!" "Almost coming out! Fuck Cindy to death... Ah! Coming... here! Catch! Cindy! Now! Now

..." As Cindy's legs tightly clamped around him, Arno, as if in hysteria, grabbed her hair and pounded his lower abdomen against her body. A spring of life from Arno wildly shot into the depths of Cindy's body, jet after jet scalding her flower core.

"Arno! Is it good? Is what I did what you wanted?" Cindy asked, her legs clamped around Arno.

“Yes!” Arno said.

Cindy slowly lowered her legs and said, “Thank God!” “But, it’s not over yet!” Arno said.

“What? You’re joking!” Cindy said.

“No! Don’t worry, Cindy! I won’t hurt you anymore! I don’t even want your body anymore. In fact, I just have something for you to do,” Arno said, standing up and putting on his clothes.

“What is it?” Cindy slowly sat up and said, “I just want you to go out of the office and tell your husband this good news!” Arno said.

“Why?” Cindy asked suspiciously.

“You just need to do it, go tell old Arthur that I’m not firing him! Doesn’t he like to hear that?” Arno said.

“Yes!” Cindy replied.

“Then, Cindy! Go tell him! Our agreement is fulfilled!” Arno said.

“Okay! Arno!” Cindy slowly stood up, stiffly picking up her coat as she replied.

“No! Cindy! Don’t put on your clothes!” Arno said.

“What?” Cindy asked.

“I said I don’t want you to put on clothes! Cindy! I want you to go out like this,” Arno said.

Cindy stared at him.

“You mean… go out naked?” Cindy asked.

“Yes!” Arno said.

“But… everyone… you want me to…” “I think they’re all curious about what’s going on here!” Arno continued, “I mean, the shouting here must be giving them all sorts of fantasies. If you go out like this, maybe you can make their fantasies come true. Not to mention letting them see your beautiful body, I’m sure they’ll be very happy.” “Arno…” Cindy said.

“What! Cindy!” Arno said.

“I… I can’t do it,” Cindy said.

“That’s a pity! Cindy! Then the agreement is invalid! I think I still have to fire Arthur.” “Arno! For God’s sake…” Cindy said.

“Cindy! If you do as I say, go out like you are now, and tell Arthur I want him to stay! Then we'll be even, and Arthur will have his job!” Arno said. Cindy stood still. A long time passed, and Arno remained silent, simply waiting. Finally, Cindy swallowed and took a breath.

“Okay! Arno!” Cindy said.

She slowly walked towards the door. Chest out, head held high, and naked, Cindy opened the door and went out.

Arno followed her to see what would happen. Cindy's sudden nakedness caused a stir. All movement stopped, all heads turned, all eyes filled with astonishment and desire.

No one moved; everyone stared intently at her. Cindy, head held high, turned back to look at them. She slowly walked towards Arthur's seat in the distance. When Cindy reached Arthur's table, she turned again, gazing at every face that looked at her.

"Alright!" Cindy said loudly, "Everyone, take a good look! You all want to see, don't you? Well then, look carefully. I hope you'll all be satisfied." Turning to her husband, she said, "Arthur! It's alright! Arno won't fire you! You can work here until you don't want to anymore. I love you, Arthur!" She then turned and walked towards Arno's office.

But halfway there, Arthur called her back.

"Cindy!" Arthur called out.

Cindy stood still amidst the many stares.

"Arthur..." Cindy replied.

"You're a prostitute!" Arthur shouted.

The crowd stirred.

"Arthur, am I?" Cindy replied.

"Yes! You are! My wife is a prostitute! A wanton prostitute! Aren't you?" Arthur shouted.

"Arthur, is that what you're saying?" Cindy replied.

“Yes! That’s exactly what I wanted to say.” “I love you, Arthur!” “I don’t care! You’re a wanton whore! And because you are, I think you should let everyone here fuck you, shouldn’t you?” “Arthur, is that what you want?” Cindy said.

“It’s fair, isn’t it? First, you gave yourself to Arno, and now you’re exposing yourself to everyone here. Why not serve them too?” “I will do it for you, Arthur,” Cindy replied.

“I know! You’re a whore for me! But don’t stop! Cindy! Look around at the people who want you, the people who are wanton because of you! Why should they miss out on such a good thing? Why? Cindy! Why?” “Arthur, if that’s what you want, I’ll do it! If that’s what you want, I’ll kneel down right now and suck them all out. Every single one of them, one by one!” Cindy said.

“Go ahead!” Arthur said.

“Okay, Arthur,” Cindy said.

“That’s not all! I want you to come back here every day! Cindy, every day! I want you to be naked like this, and I want you to do everything you’ve said you would for everyone who wants it! Can you do that?” “Arthur! If you want me to do that, will you also make me fuck them?” Cindy asked.

“Why not? Anything they want! Isn’t that what prostitutes do?” Arthur said.

“Yes! Arthur! I will, I love you!” Cindy said.

Cindy knelt down and said, “Come on! If you line up, I’ll take turns sucking you. If you want to fuck me, please wait until I’m done before serving you.” “And if you have any close friends, bring them tomorrow, and Cindy will take care of them. This service will only be for one day. Is that right, Cindy?” Arthur asked.

“Arthur! If that’s what you want me to do,” Cindy replied.

“Arthur! Do you smoke?” Arno asked.

“Yes! Why do you ask?” Arthur asked.

"So you always carry cigarettes with you!" Arnold asked.

"That's right!" Arthur replied.

"Great! I think they all carry them!" Cindy started to cry. She cried when she took the first man's cigarette, and she cried until she finished the last one.

This was several hours after Cindy arrived at Arnold's office.

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