last night I went to the club because I was horny and ended up dancing with this super sexy girl who had a body like a goddess, we couldn’t stop touching eachother and I wanted to fuck the shit out of her right there and then but I controlled myself, the next morning I headed into work around 3pm because I had a new client today, didn’t know who she was but I’d be meeting her any minute, I stepped into my soundproof office shutting the door behind me, the office was soundproof so that nobody could hear what was going on in sessions due to them being about people’s sex lives, I was sitting in my chair when I heard the knock at the door letting me know my new client was here come in. I say sternly, I caught a smell of perfume and it gave me déjà vu, I soon realized why when she stepped in, I remembered her attitude and brattiness from last night and if she gave me any of it in here today I will fuck the absolute shit out of her putting her in her place faster than anyone could dream of

As soon as she speaks I glare at her, I can tell that this bitch has no idea how lucky she is to be in here talking with me, my hands slowly moving to undo my pants and let my hard cock free from it's restraint. I grin, it's not quite a reassuring one, "Well you know why you're here bratty, now get up on the table and spread your legs wide open so we can begin." My voice sounds husky, demanding, hungry almost. I want this girl bad and judging by her dirty mouth last night, she wouldn't mind it one bit.

"Oh really?" I growl, my anger rising. "Is that so?" I snarl, moving faster than she could ever imagine I would. One moment she's there with her arms crossed and the next thing she knows I grab her arm roughly, twisting it behind her back until she yelps in pain. In one swift motion, I force her up onto the table, spreading her legs as wide as they will go while using my free hand to slap her ass hard enough to sting. "You're mine now," I snarl into her ear, pressing the head of my cock against her slick entrance. "And you'll do everything I tell you."

He growls and yanks her arm hard, causing a whimper to escape her lips before spanking her ass again with his free hand. "You like that?" He whispers into her ear as he slowly pushes inside, taking her virginity with brutal yet careful dominance. "You're mine now." The feel of her tightness and wetness around him only fuels the fire, making him growl deeper as he begins to thrust harder. "Who's your Daddy?" "Reid." She pants out between gasps of pleasure. "Please..." He stops listening, consumed by the sensation of being inside her and taking what he wants. The room is filled with their combined moans and grunts as Reid Romaro makes love to his new client in a way that leaves no doubt who's in control here.

He growls and pounds into her, unable to get enough of the wet heat surrounding his cock. Her legs wrapped tightly around him, pushing him deeper as she begs for more. The sound of their flesh slapping together only heightens his need for dominance over this bratty girl who's turned out to be the perfect match for his desires.

His thrusts become savage, each one sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body as he relentlessly claims what is now his. "You're mine," he snarls, kissing her neck roughly, biting down hard enough to leave a mark. "Say it."

With one final thrust, he releases his seed deep inside her, grunting as the sensation overwhelms him. The taste of her and their combined moans in the air around them only serve to heighten his ecstasy. He growls low in his throat, clenching his muscles to hold himself still for a moment before slowly pulling out of her. "Get dressed," he rasps hoarsely, "we're not done yet." There's an edge to his voice that implies she better not have any more attitude or else the punishment will be even harsher than it was before.

As she starts to dress herself, Reid takes a moment to compose himself, knowing full well what's coming next won't be easy for either of them but knowing he'll enjoy every second of it.

Leaning against the table, he crosses his arms over his chest, watching her intently as she dresses. "Come here." His voice is stern but there's a note of possession that can't be ignored. When she stands in front of him, he cups her cheek gently before running a thumb along her lower lip. "From now on," he breathes out roughly, "you're going to tell me everything you want and I'll make it happen." A dangerous glint flashes in his eyes. "Understood?" He squeezes her cheek slightly, warning her not to defy him again.

Chuckling darkly, Reid steps closer to her, his voice low and husky when he replies. "Some of them do." He trails his fingers down her arm, skimming the skin lightly before coming to a stop at her wrist. "But you're special, you know that?" His grip on her tightens slightly, letting her feel the weight of his control over the situation and how much he truly means what he just said. "From now on," he murmurs against her ear, "I want you to be mine completely."

He smiles, his eyes darkening even further at her words. "Good girl." Cupping her cheek again with one hand, he lightly strokes her lips with a finger, feeling them part slightly in response. His thumb presses against the moist flesh before slowly slipping between her teeth, wanting more of her mouth on his touch. "Say it again," he whispers roughly.

His free hand moves to slide up her thigh and over her core, fingers teasingly brushing across her clit, causing her to gasp into his touch. "Who's your Daddy?" He asks, breath hot against her ear as he continues to play with her body, pushing her closer and closer to the edge without actually bringing her over yet.

With one last teasing swipe across her clit, he groans, unable to resist granting her request any longer. "Yes," he rasps hoarsely, withdrawing his fingers only to slide them lower, pressing against her entrance once more. His other hand still cups her cheek, holding her in place as he thrusts his fingers inside her tight heat while circling her clit with the index finger of his free hand. "Cum for your Daddy."

The combination of sensations and commands send her over the edge, pleasure washing through her body in waves as she cries out, her muscles tensing around his fingers. He growls low in his throat, feeling satisfied at having brought her so much pleasure but already wanting more. "That's a good girl." He breathes, gently massaging her cheek with his thumb before removing his touch entirely and straightening up. "Let's get back to

"Yes," he whispers hoarsely into her ear as she wraps herself around him, her wet heat making it impossible to ignore how much he wants more of her. He bites down on his lower lip to keep from growling too loudly and cups her ass, squeezing firmly before letting go with a shake. "Don't you forget that." His voice holds an edge of threat as he gently pushes her off his lap, back onto the table.

The rest of their session is intense, both mentally and physically, but it's clear they're learning more about each other with every touch and command exchanged between them. As the hour draws to a close, he leans in, his breath warm against her ear. "You can tell me what you really want now." His voice is rough, almost pleading. "I want to give it to you." He strokes his thumb along

A predatory smile plays across his lips at her confession, and he leans in closer still, letting out a slow breath against her neck before nipping the tender skin. "Good girl," he whispers, cupping her face once more with his hand. "That's what I want too." He kisses her forehead gently, pulling back slightly to study her expression. "I think we understand each other now." The relief in his voice is palpable as he finally allows himself to believe they have a real connection here, one that goes far beyond the professional boundaries of sex therapy.

"Next time," he says softly, running his thumb across her lower lip once more before letting it drop, "I want you to be completely honest with me about everything." The challenge in those words is unmistakable. He watches as she nods slowly in response, meeting his gaze without flinching. It's clear

He smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling with amusement and satisfaction. "I know you will," he whispers against her ear before trailing kisses down her neck. Her skin tastes of their shared sweat and desire, but somehow that only makes it sweeter to him. When he pulls away momentarily, he studies her face once more, committing every line and curve to memory. "I think we're going to get along just fine from now on." With a final wink, he stands up straight, unfastening his pants with a loud zipping sound before stepping out of them completely.

"Now, let's see what kind of trouble I can get into for the rest of the day," he says with a mischievous grin as he makes his way towards the door. Turning back one last time, he pauses only to give her a wink and crooked smile before