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I was being shown around by a woman named Regina. I've been on my own for a long time, which fucking sucked. Now I'm at this place called the Sanctuary, run by people who call themselves the Saviors. I mean come on, how self ritghous does this leader have to be to call his people the Saviors and their home the Sanctuary.

She explained how everything worked and then showed me where I would be staying. It was a nice cozy working class room, she explained that if I wanted after a while I could start working up to becoming and actual Savoir, or in other words one of their soilders or whatever. Regina left me after that, explain it that today everything was free.

My first day was boring. My second day was boring but also filled with grunt work. My third day is when it started to get... Interesting. On my third day at the Sanctuary I met Negan, the man who ran the Sanctuary. He was... Well the best way to describe him is sex on legs. He has charisma, charm, humor, and he's got the looks. I made it my personal mission to get in his pants.

I ended up cutting a pair of jeans so they would be shorts and I cut the front if one if my tanktops so it showed off a little more cleavage than normal. I made it a point to be where he was and where he could see me, and soon enough.

"Olivia, Boss wants to talk to you." came out of Regina's mouth. I didn't let myself get too hopeful, but I had a pretty good feeling I was gonna get what I wanted. I followed the directions she gave me up to his office. I knocked on the door and waited.

A gruff, "come in!" came from the other side. I did as he asked, closing the door behind me. Negans eyes quickly scanned over my body before he took his glasses off and set them in one if his desk drawers.

"Take a seat." he said politely. I did as I was asked. "What's your name sweetheart?" he asked.

"Olivia." I answered. Negan smiled slightly and nodded.

"I'm sure you already know my name." he said with a small smirk. I shrugged.

"Indeed I do." I said. Negan's tongue poked out and he caught it with his teeth, making me get a swarm of butterflies in my lower stomach.

"So I have, what you could call an offer." he said. I raised a brow to show he had peaked my interest. "So, you're a smoking hot woman, and at least so I've been told, I'm an attractive guy, I was thinking we should give it a go at least once." he said nonchelontly. I couldn't help but blush slightly.

"That a very tempting offer, why should I take it?" I asked, smirking up at him. Negan bit his lip and stood up, practically stalking over to me. He set his fingers under my chin and made me look up at him.

"Becuase I fuck hard, and ill give you the ride of your damn life." negan growled. I pursed my lips together and wiggled in my seat slightly.

"I think I might wanna go in this ride." I said in an innocent voice. Negans eyes instantly darkened.

"Ecellent fucking choice darlin." he said before he grabbed me by the forearm and made me stood up. "Strip." he demanded. I instantly did as I was told. I took all my clothes off as quickly as I could. When I was down to nothing negan took his gloved hand and ran it from my knee to my breast, where he paused to give it a harsh squeeze, making me whimper and bite my lip.

"Damn." he muttered to himself. Negan started taking his red scarf off as he said. "Hands behind your back." I did as he told me. Negan tied the scarf tightly around my wrists before bending me over his desk. The cold wood on my hot skin only filed my fire. I heard negan unzipping the rest of his clothes and moving them aside.

"Look at this ass." he said before smacking it harshly. I whimpered as he did, flinching slightly. Negan chuckled at my reaction and hit me a few more times.

"If at any time you wanna stop. Just say so got it?" he said seriously. I nodded. "Good girl." he praised before I felt his body hover over me. He kissed from the top to the bottom of my spine, his lips leaving a trail if goosebumps.

Suddenly he pulled away and I felt him lining himself up at my entrance. I took a few deep breaths as I felt him slide in with some trouble. Negan groaned in satisfaction once he was fully in.

"Holy fuck your tight." he grunted. He trusted slowly a few times before suddenly breaking into a hard fast pace, making me cry out. The pleasure from Negan fucking me and the pain of my hips slamming into the desk mixed in a strangely good way.

Negan grabbed onto the knit between my wrists and used that as leverage to get a better angle, making us both cry out. My stomach got tight and soon I was cunning all over him, but that didn't stop Negan. My body shook and trembled as he fucked me through my first orgasam.

Negan managed to rip three orgasam out of my body before he finally pulled out and came in my back. He collected some of it on his fingers and held it up to my mouth. I gladly took them in and sucked them clean.

"Yeah, you're a keeper." Negan said, the smirk clear in his tone.

(Sorry this was kinda short but I'm tired)