Y/N tightened his grip on lisa collar, Lisa felt a thrill of submission coursing through her. She was powerless to resist, her mind and body surrendered to his twisted desires. With a soft moan, she pressed herself against him, silently begging to be used and defiled.
As the blindfold was removed, Lisa's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the seven colleagues gathered before her. To her shock, even the director of her new song was among them. However, her initial surprise quickly morphed into a look of pure, unbridled lust.
Seizing the moment, Lisa began to shamelessly seduce the men with her sultry expression and dirty talk. She ground her hips against Y/N's clothed cock, eliciting a groan of pleasure from him.
"Look at all of you, so captivated by my shameless side,"
She purred, her voice dripping with wanton need.
"Well, now you get to see just how much of a desperate slut I can be."
Licking her lips, Lisa gazed hungrily at the men, her eyes filled with a wicked excitement.
"Who wants to be the first to use my needy little holes? I'll make sure each and every one of you gets to have your fill."
As she spoke, Lisa continued to bounce on Y/N's lap, her movements becoming more frantic and desperate with each passing moment. The prospect of being shared and defiled by multiple men had her pussy throbbing with need, her juices soaking through the thin fabric of Y/N's shorts.
Y/N's voice boomed with authority as he addressed the gathered men.
"Gentlemen, feel free to use any of her holes. She's been trained to take it all. But remember, no cumming inside her pussy or ass."
He paused, a cruel smirk spreading across his face.\
"Now, who wants to see how deep this little whore's throat goes? Place your bets, gentlemen."
Lisa's eyes gleamed with a wicked excitement as she gazed hungrily at the men. Without hesitation, she slid off Y/N's lap and sank to her knees, her hands reaching out to undo the flies of the nearest man.
"Who's first??"
She purred, her voice dripping with lust.
"I'm ready to service each and every one of you, however you desire."
As the men surged forward, eager to claim their prize, Lisa steeled herself, prepared to demonstrate the full extent of her shameless depravity. This was her chance to prove her worth, to show that she was nothing more than a desperate, obedient slut, ready to be used and defiled to the fullest.
As the colleague spoke, that 'he is so happy seeing Lisa all naked since he saw Lisa shamelessly cum in the meeting moaning Y/N's name' Lisa felt a thrill of excitement course through her. She remembered the shameless display in the meeting, how she had shamelessly moaned Y/N's name as she came, unable to control her wanton desires.
Licking her lips, Lisa gazed up at the man, her eyes filled with a wicked gleam.
"Oh, you saw that, did you? I'm so glad my little display captivated you.'
She reached out, her fingers trailing teasingly along the outline of his straining erection.
Without further hesitation, Lisa tugged down the man's zipper, freeing his throbbing cock. Leaning in, she flickered her tongue across the tip, savoring the salty pre-cum that beaded there.
"Mmmm, you taste delicious. Now let's see how much of this I can fit down my throat."
Gazing up at him with hooded eyes, Lisa parted her lips and slowly engulfed his length, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. She began to bob her head, her tongue swirling and caressing as she worked to please him.
Lisa paused her ministrations, removing the colleague's cock from her mouth. With a desperate whine, she crawled back to Y/N, tugging on the leash that bound her collar.
"Daddy, please! I need to cum for him. I need to show him how much of a crazy, broken bitch in heat I can be."
Gazing up at Y/N with pleading eyes.
"Please daddy, let me oblige his demand. I'll cum so hard, I'll be nothing but a trembling, wanton mess. Just let me prove how much of a shameless slut I am."
The ache between her thighs was unbearable, and Lisa knew only Y/N's touch could provide the relief she craved. She waited with bated breath, her body alive with anticipation, ready to shatter under the weight of her own desperate lust.