Jerry Brown’s mind was racing with desire as he watched petite gymnastics girl Jasmine Grey stretch and flex on the mat. He couldn’t help but fantasize about getting his hands on her tight little body, feeling every curve and muscle. As she finished her routine, Jerry’s heart pounded in anticipation for what was about to happen next.

Without hesitation, Jerry approached Jasmine after practice ended. She looked up at him expectantly, unaware of what he had planned. With a smirk, Jerry grabbed her wrist roughly and dragged her back towards his office. Once inside his dimly lit office, Jerry closed the door behind them and locked it for good measure. He walked around his desk, pulling out a condom from his drawer while keeping one eye on Jasmine who stood there nervously.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked weakly as she noticed his erection straining against his shorts.

“Oh, I think I’m going to fuck my pet Asian slut right here on my desk,” he replied confidently before ripping off her leotard leaving her standing there completely naked except for her socks and shoes.

He pushed her down onto the desk and climbed on top of her, pinning her arms above her head as he started thrusting into her wet pussy. Her cries were muffled by his aggressive movements but they only served to turn him on more.

“Say it, say you’re my little slut,” he growled in between breaths as he pounded into her tiny hole.

“I…am…your…little slut,” she stammered out between gasps for air as sweat dripped from their bodies onto the squeaky wooden surface beneath them.

Feeling satisfied for now, Jerry pulled out of her slowly and released her arms allowing her to collapse onto the desk exhausted. He reached over to his desk drawer again, this time producing a bottle of lube which he proceeded to squirt onto his already rock-hard dick.

With one last thrust, Jerry emptied his load inside Jasmine’s quivering body, leaving her feeling both violated and used. As he pulled out, he couldn’t help but marvel at how easily she had given in to his advances. He zipped up his pants and leaned back on the desk, watching as she slowly regained consciousness.

“That was…intense,” she said softly, rubbing her sore thighs.

Jerry chuckled darkly. “You have no idea.”

“So, what now?” She asked tentatively, not meeting his gaze.

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, since you seem to enjoy being my little slut, maybe I’ll make your training a bit more challenging next time.”

The mention of ‘next time’ sent shivers down her spine. She knew there would be a next time, and the thought of it filled her with equal parts terror and excitement.

As for Jerry, he couldn’t wipe the grin off his face. He had finally gotten his hands on Jasmine Grey, and he was going to milk this for all it was worth. And who knows? Maybe one day soon, he’d introduce her to some of his other…interests.