I was sitting at the dinner table. I was eating breakfast before leaving for school, Mr. Stark decided instead to move me to a private school then to homeschooled me. He said it was so that I could get a proper education but I know it was because he had a school uniform fetish. I don't have a problem with that, I like pleasing Mr. Stark. But something I didn't always enjoy was getting fucked over the dinner table before leaving for school every morning. This morning was no different. Like every other morning since I started living with Mt. Stark: I was sitting at the dinner table in my school uniform - grey school pants; white button-up shirt; black tie; a black jersey under my blue blyser - eating my cornflakes when Mr. Stark came over to the table and said "Ready for out goodbye fuck before I drop you of at school." "Yes, Sir." I say looking up at him with my fuck me eyes. "While then you know what to do." And yes I did. I got up and bent over the dark brown table. Mr. Stark pulled down my pants to just under my butt just exposing my ass for entrance. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled his dick through the open space he just created. He was already hard and started to enter my body. It was sore at first seeing as to there were no preparation but it soon turned into pleasure. As Mr. Stark thrusted hard and fast, because we didn't have time for romantic and lustful shit: we needed to get this done quick and fast, he grabbed my hair and used it as leverage to fuck me hard. I cannot lie, this was very hot. I loved being used for pleasure by Mr. Stark. I felt him moving quickly inside me. And soon his pace quickened even more. He placed both his hands over my mouth to stop me from making too much noise as he came inside me. Then it was over as quick as it began. I pulled up my pants and Mr. Stark zipped and buttoned up his pants and we were on our way. I sat very uncomfortable for the rest of the day...
