[IPZZ-830] Trapped with My Despised Boss at a Hot Spring Hotel, He Forced Me to Endless Pleasure

The onsen hotel was supposed to be a quiet retreat, but it turned into a nightmare when I got stuck sharing a room with my boss, that ugly old pervert I despise. The air was thick with tension, and before I knew it, he had me cornered, his hands roaming over my body as he forced a deep, sloppy kiss on me. I tried to resist, but his grip was ironclad, and he whispered filthy promises in my ear, making my skin crawl with disgust and a twisted thrill. He pushed me onto the tatami mat, his eyes gleaming with lust, and I could feel the heat rising between us, a sickening mix of hatred and unwanted arousal that left me trembling.

He didn’t waste any time, shoving his cock into my mouth for a brutal blow that made me gag and choke, his fingers tangling in my hair as he thrust deeper, forcing me to take every inch. I was just a beautiful girl at his mercy, my tears mixing with saliva as he used me like a toy, all while murmuring about how much he loved watching me suffer. The sounds of my muffled moans filled the room, and I could hear him grunting with pleasure, a cruel reminder that this was all for his sick satisfaction. In a moment of humiliation, he pulled away and made me watch as he jerked off, his solowork a twisted display of power, his cum splattering across my face while he laughed at my shame.

As the night wore on, he kept going, making me cum over and over again with his rough touches and degrading words, each orgasm a betrayal of my own body. I thought of how this would look to others, a cuckold scenario playing out in my head where anyone could walk in and see me broken and used. But he didn’t care, his kisses turning softer yet more possessive, sealing my fate in this depraved game. By the time dawn broke, I was a wreck, covered in sweat and his filth, knowing that this memory would haunt me forever, a secret shame from that business trip gone horribly wrong.