Chapter 1: Slavery Becomes You

"I'm sorry Cathy but the board feels that with your marriage and recent childbirth you are not as focused on your work as you were a year ago." Mr Albert said, "We have therefore decided to recruit from outside, I'm sorry."

Cathy got up and slowly walked out of the directors office. She was angry, in fact she was extremely angry she needed that promotion, the extra money would have helped of course, but what made her so angry was she had been promised the Senior Executive's post and now they were giving it to an outsider. She went into the ladies and sat in a cubicle tears running down her face.

Later that evening she told her husband Rob the bad news "Don't worry Cat." he said, "We'll manage somehow, even if we have to move to a smaller house."

That didn't make her feel any better but they had discussed it before, she had always put it off because she was expecting the promotion but now they may have to think about it more seriously.

Cathy was a career minded woman, being a Leo she was confident in herself and her abilities, some said she was domineering and all said she was exceptionally good at her job, which until 18 month's ago had been her whole life, then at the age of 28 she met Rob and it was love at first sight, she just couldn't help herself, but to an outsider it was difficult to see what he had that enthralled her so much.

Cathy was a successful business woman, fashionable with a great 38 24 34 figure she could have chosen any man she wanted, she had been financially secure and was going all the way. Rob on the other hand was a lorry driver who didn't even own his own lorry, some would say he was cocky and ill mannered, but not to Cathy who split from her parent's in his defence. They seemed happy and it wasn't long before baby Jordan was born. Jordan repaired the rift with Cathy's parent's and brought them all closer so they moved to a big house to be near the doting grandparents.

A week after being told she had been passed over for promotion Cathy was called into the directors office, when she walked in Mr Albert was sitting at his desk talking to someone "Oh I'm sorry." she said, "Shall I come back later?"

Mr Albert stood up, "No! Cathy please come in." he said, and waving his hand at the 'someone' added, "I would like you to meet Ted Heron, he's your new boss."

Cathy almost stopped in her track's but recovered enough to put her hand out, "Hi! glad to meet you Ted, welcome to the team." she said with her nicest smile. He was smartly dressed in typical pinstripe suit, late 40's early 50' she guessed.

Taking her hand Ted said, "Cathy I have heard a lot about you, I think we will make a great team."

"Good." Mr Albert said, "I wanted you two to meet before tomorrow Cathy when Ted will be taking up his post, I just know you two will be the driving force for the future."

Cathy stayed another ten minutes making general chit chat and then left, 'he seemed ok' she thought to herself, 'looked a bit familiar though I wonder where from'

"So what do you think Ted?" Mr Albert asked "Think you can work together?"

"Oh I don't doubt it, she is a knowledgeable woman," he replied, "and eager to achieve." and quietly added to himself 'but I know that face'

The following day Cathy arrived at her normal time to find Ted in his office 'the bastards trying to undermine me on his first day' she thought, "You're an early bird." she said, "I thought I was the only one silly enough to be here at this god awful time of the morning."

"Always like to be first in." he said, "But I have to admit I was told what time you normally arrive so I got in a little earlier, thought we could go over a few thing's before the rest arrive."

It took a couple of week's to get thing's sorted out, most of which involved Cathy showing Ted how thing's were done, she hated every minute of it, in fact she hated him, he was demeaning of her abilities and those that worked in the office, introducing new idea's that although they worked were no better than the one's already in use, he had her making coffee and instead of treating her as an equal treated her more like his secretary, fetching and carrying and other menial work, but she stuck with it hoping it would get better and besides, what choice did she have. It was all very well being a young success but she was unlikely to get a better job anywhere else so she couldn't afford to leave. It wasn't all bad though, she got to attend more meeting's with him than she had with his predecessor even though it meant more late night's, thank god for her mum who cared for Jordan more and more these day's. Underlying all this she still had the niggling thought that she knew this man.

'Well thing's are coming together nicely,' Ted thought to himself 'that stuck up bitch Cathy was put nicely in her place and the more work he took off her the less likely she would be able to usurp his position, shame though, she was a nice bit of eye candy, short skirts thin tight blouse those wonderful tit's and what an arse, but she had that snobby attitude that really pissed him off sometimes, she was far too confident for his liking, and then there was that nagging feeling that he knew her, where could he have met her before, he had taken her to a few after work drink's to try to get a hint of where, but had come up with nothing new, still he would find out, he had to or it would drive him mad.

"There we are then," Cathy said, "Scotch for you and a Vodka for me."

"Your knocking them back a bit tonight." Ted said.

"Oh just ignore me," she said, "husband trouble, nothing serious."

"Can I help." he asked, "Maybe I could meet Gem's on my own?"

"No, it's fine." Cathy replied. The last thing she wanted was for him to meet there biggest client on his own "Just Rob being the butch husband, we can go whenever your ready."

They finished there drink's and got a cab to the restaurant where the meeting was being held, it wasn't an important meet just an introductory one really so that Ted could meet the Gem's director's. The meeting went well, Cathy was in her element, 3 men all discussing business and her matching them always got her excited. About midnight the two guest's had to leave so Ted suggested he and Cathy went for a celebratory drink at a quiet club he knew in Kensington.

Cathy was feeling quite tipsy by now but was enjoying herself too much to decline, she felt that she had got one over Ted tonight and wanted to keep hold of it for as long as possible. They got a cab to the club and chatted for a while about the meeting then Ted asked, "How did you get into this business, forgive me for saying it but you don't seem the type."

Cathy had got past the tipsy stage now and was bordering on drunk, "Oh believe me I wasn't always the prim business woman I am now," she said, "I used to be a wild child, really over the top."

"Oh yes, pray tell." he said with a laugh, "Your not the only one believe me." pushing the subject hoping to find out how he knew her.

"No!" she said, "That's all in the past." she raised her hand for the waiter to bring another round of drinks

"Yes." he said, "Some thing's can be too much, but when they happened they were fun don't you think?"

"Oh I certainly had a lot of fun, especially when I was at university." she replied

"Where was it now?" Ted asked, "I know it was in your file but I don't recall."

"Durham, I nearly never got through, I almost dropped out and then I was almost thrown out, but I made it in the end." she said with a smile

"Durham my s…." he started, and then with a total change in attitude he said "Yes well I'm glad you made it we need women like you in business." 'That was it' he thought 'No it couldn't be, it couldn't be her' But he was sure it was, he was positive he knew where he had met her before but he had to be sure and the proof was in his study at home.

"Well I am glad I hung in there," she said, "but I think it's time for me to go home, it's been a nice evening, thank you Ted."

"My pleasure," he said with a huge smile, "believe me it really was my pleasure."

They got separate cab's home, mainly because Ted had something he needed to do before he went to bed.

The following day in the office Ted was all smile's and joke's with Cathy, some of the joke's were a bit close to the mark but Cathy just put it down to the morning after the night before and returned to her usual aloof manor with him, sometimes it was so hard not to show how much she disliked him, she had enjoyed last night but it hadn't changed the way she felt, she hated him and didn't know how much longer she would be able to hold back.

About 3pm Ted stuck his head in Cathy's office, "Cathy I'm off to a meeting with the directors," he said, "just this monthly report thing but I have a promo video I need to check out with you urgently, will you be here later?"

"Yes I have some paperwork to catch up on"

"Great see you later then" and with that Ted disappeared down the hall

By 7pm Cathy was getting a bit annoyed she wanted to be home a little earlier tonight to keep Rob happy, by 7.30 she was pacing up and down.

"Sorreee." Ted said making her jump, "Went on a bit longer than I expected give me 5 and then meet me in the exec suite we might as well be comfortable ok?"

"Yes ok but I hope it wont take too long." she said, showing her annoyance.

She gave him 10 minute's out of sheer spite and then went to the exec suite, situated on the ground floor. With it's own access the exec suite was a posh office and overnight complex for any client who needed an overnight stop, it had all the comforts of a 5 star hotel and an office as well, even drink's in the fridge so all you had to do was order in the food and that was that. She knocked on the door and without waiting for a reply walked in.

Ted was wearing a pair of jogger's and no top he had obviously just got out of the shower and was drying his hair, "That's better, I hate this air con it really make's you sweat," Walking over to the drink's cabinet he said, "Vodka isn't it?"

"Yes." Cathy said hardly able to hide her anger, keeping her waiting while he had a shower, didn't he think that she would like to have a shower and relax, selfish pig

"There you are," he said, "I made it a double, I think you deserve it for being so patient with me." the towel was draped over his shoulder. "Sit over here you wont be able to see it that far away, sit on the settee." he said, she sat down and after he dimmed the light's he sat beside her. "I think you will enjoy this."

Cathy watched as the tape started, lot's of background noise. A party, ok, "Oh fuck, oh no." she whispered, and went to get up

Ted put his hand on her shoulder, "No!" he demanded, "Sit down, I'm glad you remember, how much do you remember Cat how much, how many?"

Unfortunately she remembered it all too vividly, this was during her wild child day's ten years ago. She and her boyfriend Paul had a groovy relationship, meaning that they could fuck whoever they wanted cos nobody cared. This particular night Paul was having a party, his dad had gone out till late and just told Paul to keep it quiet.

Cathy had stopped at the pub on the way so was well up for the party when she arrived, after an hour or so of hard drinking, loud music and a bit of teasing the subject got round to who had slept with whom, Tina said that Cathy was always shagging someone and that she must be constantly exhausted, Cathy took offence at this and said that it was Paul who was always tired and of course Paul got pissed off at that,

Tina was a bit of a shit stirrer and said, "Maybe you should have a competition and see who can last the longest."

That started the usual 'I can do better than you can' rubbish. "Well I think that Cathy will last the longest, she has much more staying power then you Paul." Tina said " But if you want to prove other wise Paul there are enough girls here to have a great competition."

Cathy jumped up and said, "And enough men, so put your dick where your mouth is or admit defeat"

"Like fuck." Paul said, and grabbed Tina's arm

"Whoa hang on a minute," Tina said, "Let's make it really interesting shall we, anyone who wants to take part has to pay an entry fee, lets say £20, if Paul suck's and fuck's the most he wins the kitty if not then Cathy win's, and only one shag each you lot." with that she pulled out £20 and put it in a fruit bowl

"Well I'm up for it." Cathy said, but Paul was already dragging Tina off to a bedroom.

Cathy grabbed the first guy to show money and dragged him off to a room, after an hour of this and several fuck's later they were both totally slaughtered and naked, and it was only midnight, Cathy had her stocking's and suspender's on. They were moving from one body to the next now, no longer bothering to do it in private but just taking the next cunt or prick in the line, another hour or so and they totted up the score's it was eighteen all.

"Fuck!" Paul said, looking totally exhausted "why did you all bring guy's with you?"

"What's going on Paul?" it was Paul's dad, "Not that I'm complaining mind, very nice indeed my dear." he said looking at Cathy. He was obviously drunk and so were his two friends

Cathy saw her chance and put her arm's round dad's neck and started kissing him "Fuck me daddy." she said, and run her hand down to his crotch and rubbed his dick, then she reached over to the other new comer's, "you as well I just love older men, I want you all, let me suck you and fuck you, go on please let me I promise you'll enjoy it." and with that she started undoing dad's flies, of course 'dad' was Ted.

She went at it like she hadn't been fucked for years she sucked and fucked all three of the older men one at a time and all at once and some of the other's came back for seconds even some of the girls joined in with Cathy sucking tit and licking pussy while having her arse or cunt was being fucked by some guy, at one point she was on top of one guy, Ted was fucking her arse while she licked a pussy that had a prick in it and all in close up, it was plain to see it was Cathy and it was plain she loved every minute of it. The video finished with her covered in come running round the room tit's swaying about waving her money in the air.

She didn't know the video was being taken till Paul showed it to her the following day. A couple of day's later Paul said he had destroyed it.

Devastated Cathy stood up and paced around, stunned, tears in her eye's hate in her heart, "You fucking bastard , I knew there was a reason I fucking hated you, well I don't have any money so what do you want?" she asked doing her best not to hit him.

"Oh I know how much you hate me you fucking slag, I've had to suffer you're pompous attitude since I started here but your hate is nothing compared to mine, as to what I want, well I want to carry on from where we left off so get your kit off." Ted said angrily

She stopped pacing, total shock on her face "No I wont, I cant, I'm not that person anymore I wont do it." she said

Confident of victory Ted stood up and dropped his jogger's, stepping out of them he moved towards Cathy, she turned her head away but not before she noticed his erection and although he wasn't fat she noticed his middle age had certainly spread. He moved up close behind her, close enough to smell her fear, her hair brushing his face "Ok, maybe it's all a bit of a shock," he said, "so I'll make you a deal, get your kit off we'll have an hour of fun and maybe I will give you the tape."

Ted moved away and got himself a drink. "Doe's your husband know you're a retired fucking slapper, does he know you love it up your arse, he doesn't need to find out, all it will cost is an hour of you doing an instant replay."

Cathy thought for a moment and realised that her world would crash into tiny pieces if this got out, her husband her job her family, even her baby were at risk, she would lose everything, she walked over to the bar and poured herself a tall vodka and drank it all, pouring herself another one she said, "And you will give me the tape and forget everything."

"All you have to do is what you did at that party," he said, "call me daddy, tell me what you want to do to me, a quick blow job and then on your knee's begging me to make you my bitch and look and act like you really mean it, and the tape is yours."

Swallowing the remainder of her drink she put the glass down and having made her decision put a smile on her face and slowly turned into the girl in the film. Walking towards him she said, "Ohh daddy you know how much I want you, I've missed you so much." slowly stripping off her clothes "I just want to please you, let me suck you and fuck you let me be your bitch daddy I just need you to fuck me hard."

Naked now and standing in front of him she took his now throbbing erection in her hand and kissed him passionately on the lips, even though she was shaking like a leaf and felt sick to her stomach she just kept thinking 'I get the film, it will be over soon' slowly she kissed him all the way down to his prick, "Oh daddy your so big I want you so much." and slowly she took him into her mouth, taking him deep and sliding him out again letting out little moans of feigned pleasure, she worked his erection as though she was still at that party, all the old trick's coming back to her making her feel even worse.

His hand came down on her head and he said, "Oh yes babe I know you love to swallow it all and it's coming your way babe ooh yes it's yours babe ahhrrggg oh yes your so good you suck like a whore your so fucking good."

She swallowed every last drop of his cum, not remembering the last time she had done a blow job. "Oh daddy that was great you taste so good." she carried on sucking and licking him till he was semi hard again and then slowly standing up she rubbed her body against him as she kissed him again "Oh daddy I need you, I want you, make me your bitch daddy make me your bitch." she said, as she went down on all four's and arched her back, ' nearly over' she thought ' nearly done, "Make me your bitch daddy I want to be your bitch use me daddy fuck me hard I need you."

He moved her round as he got to his knee's and slowly pushed his erection into her "Oh that's good babe, tell me how good babe tell me how you've missed me babe." he said.

"Oh I missed you daddy." she moaned, "it's been so long, no one could please me the way you do daddy, I love being your bitch daddy fuck me hard daddy I just want to please you I need your cum in my cunt daddy." the faster he moved the more crude and sluttish she became just wanting him to come so that she could be sick.

"Oh your one fucking bitch whore," he cried, "and I know how much you love it, it's coming your way slag oh yes ooh yessss arrghh." and with a violent thrust he came again.

"Oh yes daddy I can feel it filling my cunt hole daddy, oh it feels good daddy your just such a great lover daddy." she lied.

As soon as he stopped she stood and ran to the bathroom where she was violently sick, almost choking. A few moments later and shaking with disgust she turned the shower on and made it as hot as she could, she scrubbed her body for what seemed like hour's until she was red and sore all over, finally just sitting under the water letting it roll over her. She knew she could never be clean again but hoped that she had washed his stink from her, finally she dried and wrapped in a towel went into the lounge and gathered her clothes, returning to the bathroom to get dressed.

Taking a deep breath and holding her head high she returned to the lounge, Ted was sitting on the settee still naked his limp prick resting on his paunch the video in his hand "The film." she said, holding her hand out.

"I have to say your just as good a fuck as you were ten years ago and just as much of a slut." he said, handing her the film "You sure you don't want some more?"
She felt her stomach churn, she grabbed the film and said "The very thought of what I have just done makes me want to puke, I would rather die than let you within a hundred yards of me ever again, you said it would be over, well I have the film so it's done. I will find a job and you can expect my resignation by the end of the month." She turned and walked to the door

"Sleep on it, you have the film, your good at your job as well as being a great shag it would be a shame to lose our new found friendship." he said, sneering at her, she ignored him and left 'thank god it's Friday' she thought as she ran down the road and caught a cab, she got dropped off some way from her house giving herself time to get composed and think thing's through.

She walked into the kitchen clutching her bag, Rob had left a note saying he had gone to bed and that her parents had taken Jordan to the villa for the weekend. She poured herself a large vodka taking the film from her bag pulled the tape out of the cartridge and tore it to shreds, bursting into tears, sobbing her heart out. An hour later freshly showered she got into bed and snuggled up to her sleeping husband, thankful for everything she had and determined to put it all behind her, she would look for a new job and until then she would do everything she could to stay away from Ted, it wouldn't be easy, but she had to do it and it was nothing compared to what she had already done that night.

Rob woke her early with a hot cup of tea, "Sorry babe got an international to do," he siad " Your mum's keeping Jordan for a week at the villa and I should be back by Wednesday ok, love you." and with that he was gone, she didn't even have time to kiss him. She got up late and had a long bath, still feeling dirty from the night before, she put a jogging suite on and was sitting in the garden drinking tea when the phone rang. "Hello." she said

"Morning Cathy." It was Ted, "Check your email, I'll call back in an hour" he said, he hung up before she could say anything.

She wasn't surprised at his request as she quite often got messages from business client's at the weekend, it was the abruptness that caught her attention, it must have been urgent so she went into her study and switched on her pc, went online and checked her email, there was one from Ted with an attachment, she downloaded the file and clicked on it, as soon as it opened she rushed to the toilet where she was instantly sick.

'It cant be' she thought as she went back to the study, taking a deep breath she opened the file again "Oh fuck! you fucking bastard you promised" she shouted. What she saw was not the old film but a new one of Cathy naked on her hand's and knees begging daddy to fuck her hard to make her his bitch, it was from the night before, he had set her up "Oh god what the fuck am I going to do," she knew what he would want, he wanted her and with this fresh film and her looking like she loved it she knew she was trapped. She was angry at herself for falling into that trap, she hated him and herself. The phone rang, she picked it up knowing it would be him. "Hello."

"Hi Cat what do you think of your new movie then?" he asked, victory oozing from every word "Why don't you come down to the suite so we can discuss your latest feature, shall we say in an hour." and he hung up.

What choice did she have, none, but he did say 'discuss' so maybe he was willing to trade, maybe he would settle for sex now and then or even once a week, she could do that, it would make her sick but she could do it if that's what it took to keep him quiet, to save her marriage and job. She wasn't going to give in lightly though she would keep it to as little as possible. She dressed in her usual work clothes trying to keep thing's formal and got a cab to the suite.

At her knock he opened the door still dressed in those jogger's and no top, her stomach turned at the sight of him, she walked passed him and almost threw up again. He had got a 42" TV showing the film of the previous night and all round the room he had stuck still's up of the original film, he turned the volume up and she heard herself saying 'Oh daddy your so big I want you so much' if she didn't know better she would have believed she meant it.

He stood in front of her and said "Now where were we before you got stubborn, oh yes, suck me bitch or I will send these to everyone you love"

She grasped at the last vestige of hope she had "But you said we could discuss it."

"We can discuss later but now you will do as I say," he said with a smile "For now get your clothes off and suck my cock till I come, and as you love it so much make sure you swallow every little drop."

'Discuss it later' she thought what choice did she have but to do as he wanted she stood facing him and slowly undid her jacket letting it slide off her shoulder's and drop to the floor, she undid the buttons on her blouse and unclipped her bra piling these on the floor, then her skirt. When it came to her pant's she faltered and looked at Ted but he wanted it all, as she bent down to remove her leg his hand came out and cupped her tit releasing it again as she stood up. She got on her knee's and pulled his jogger's down taking hold of his erect penis she slowly slid it into her mouth, crying and sucking at the same time, she glanced up at him and saw he was watching her as she worked his erection, she was eager to get it over with, he kept watching her even as his juice hit the back of her throat. She knew that this was not so much for pleasure but more for control.

Stepping away from her he sat on the settee "Good!" he said "Now a few ground rules starting with dress code, I quite like your skirt's but let's make them a little more interesting, get some that are flared and maybe a split here and there and try to add some colour as well, we all know you're a professional but you don't have to always look like it, same with the top's, dress down a little now and then and get some that don't fit quite so tightly, mix them in a bit I like tight but they may tear if I grab your tit's, high heels at all time's of course and stocking's with or without sussy's, no bra and no pants at anytime, I may need a quick fuck now and again and they will only get in the way is that clear?"

She tried hard to keep calm, "Yes Ted it's clear." she said, "But doe's it have to be this way, you said we could discuss it."

"You will at all time's call me Mr Heron." he continued, "and when nobody is within listening range it will be Mr Heron SIR is that clear."

She went bright but she knew that this was the way it was going to be "Yes Mr Heron….sir." now she was getting angry, "but you did say we could discuss it."

"We are discussing it," he said with a broad smile "you will do what I say when I say, you will fuck when I say and who I say without question, and you will do anything else that I wish, from here on you will be my personal slave for sex and whatever else I feel you should do. One last thing, we both know how much you love to be fucked we have seen the evidence so you better look like your enjoying it got that."

She was still standing in front of him, she hadn't even tried to cover herself let alone get dressed, she knew he would stop her, she was angry "Yes Mr Heron sir if that's the discussion over will there be anything else Mr Heron Sir." she said it with a great deal of angry sarcasm.

He jumped out of his seat and slapped her as hard as he could across the face, as she spun he grabbed hold of her tit digging his nails in like knives, she screamed at the slap and screamed again at the pain he caused as he dragged her across the room by her tit, he threw her across the desk face down not bothering to clear it, ramming his knee's between her legs he spread them wide, without any preamble he rammed his newly erect prick into her dry pussy, she screamed again in real pain tears streaming down her face, she tried to fight back but he pushed her head down hitting the desk hard, he rammed into her as hard as he could, "Get sarcy with me you fucking whore" ramming into her "maybe you will think twice before you do it again." ramming ramming he slapped her across the arse making her scream again now his prick was sliding into her as she got wet, "Fucking bitch you fucking whore I am gonna have fun shagging you whenever I want you, aargggghhh yes you slut bitch fucking slag." and his jism joined with her juices as she moaned in agony. He took his prick out and grabbing her hair pulled her to the floor in front of him, "Clean it slag."

She was in too much pain to say or do anything other than as she was told, she slid him into her mouth and licked him clean, tasting her own juice as well as his and even a slight taste of blood, he threw her to the floor.

She lay there waiting for the next humiliation, she knew now that she would have to do whatever he wanted, she had no doubt now that he would reveal her secret to everyone, and she had to be his slave, unable to protect herself even verbally

He had sat down in a chair now still naked "Get me a drink slut." he ordered. She dragged herself off the floor and taking his glass got him another drink as she gave it to him he said "You better go in the bathroom and get cleaned up."

Once in the bathroom she realised how damaged she was, when he threw her on the table he had moved nothing and her body was covered in small cut's or dent's where pens and other items had dug into her flesh, her tit had deep nail marks, two of them were seeping blood, she stepped into the shower and turned the water on, the sudden cold followed by the hot made her tingle, once she had soaped herself she turned the water to cold, she needed to be awake and aware, she couldn't make another mistake with this man. With just a towel wrapped round her she went back into the sitting room "Could I have a drink please Mr Heron Sir." she asked quietly, not a hint of sarcasm this time just slave.

"Drop the towel bitch," he said, "and get me a drink as well, then you better go and prepare for your new role in life."

She gave him his drink and swallowed hers in one go, dressing quickly now before he changed his mind, she opened the door half expecting him to stop her and continue her torture, she stepped outside and ran. She caught a cab and went straight home, once there she deleted the email along with it's attachment, she wanted nothing of that animal in her home, She ran a bath and soaked while she tried to think thing's through.

She knew she had to do what he wanted but how was she to do that and her job without the two interfering with each other, and if he was going to treat her like that all the time Rob would see the mark's and ask question's, she couldn't see a way round it she would have to take it a day at a time, even the clothes he wanted her to wear were a problem, the only stocking's she had were fishnet that she had worn once for Rob, and all her work clothes were the same, she got out of the bath with everything still going through her head, she was in a total daze, confused, every time the phone rang she wanted to run away but she still had a life so had to answer it. He didn't call again but by Sunday night she was totally exhausted, she went to bed and fell into restless sleep

"Hey sleepy wake up and get yourself a cuppa" It was the radio alarm, Cathy jumped up shocked at the sudden noise. She got out of bed and without thinking went through her normal morning ritual, as she opened the front door to leave she looked around at her beautiful home and wondered how long it would last, would she be able to keep up with Heron's demand's, would he have his fun and show the video anyway, a million and one question's, none of which she could answer.

She arrived at work as usual and Heron was in his office, it had become there habit to go over the previous day's event's and the day's targets before anyone else arrived which was usually about an hour after them. She had done the best she could with his dress code, all her suit's were the same and so were her blouses, she didn't have any casual wear that would be suitable for work so she had put her jacket on but not a blouse or a bra, she was wearing her fishnet stocking's and suspender's but felt really uncomfortable wearing them at work it was so out of place, but what choice did she have "Slag, get me a coffee." he shouted. Even though Cathy knew they were alone she looked around the office embarrassed as well as scared

A moment later she walked into his office and put the coffee on his desk "So my little slapper same old suit I see come round here." Cathy moved round the desk in front of him, "No blouse that's good open it lets have a look at those tit's." red faced and hesitantly she undid the buttons and opened her jacket. He ran his finger's over her nipples and squeezed her tit till she made a pained sound, "Nice." his hand moved on down to the hem of her skirt pulling it up above her waist, "Great, fishnet and sussy's something to look forward to later." he pushed his hand between her legs and forced them apart pushing a finger into her pussy, "I've put a finger up your cunt say thank you slut."

She hesitated for a second then "Thank you Mr Heron sir" she hadn't made any move to stop him, she knew it was hopeless, he withdrew his finger and after running it under his nose licked it clean "Please may I say something Mr Heron sir." she said

"Try asking again slut whore and remember what you are." he said with a huge smile

She waited for a moment containing her anger and then falteringly said "May…. your unworthy…. slut whore…. please speak Mr Heron sir." she said it slowly hardly able to contain her growing anger, not moving to lower her skirt and at the same time concerned that someone might walk in, a stupid worry really as the whole office was visible from here and yet no one could see in because of the reflective glass.

"Yes but first suck me off bitch." He slid forward in his chair and unzipped his fly.

With an uneasy look at the window she went to her knees "Don't worry were safe." he said, and she heard the click of the lock as he pushed the security button.

She took him in her mouth and knowing that the office would soon start to fill went to work on him, sucking him and then flicking her tongue over the head pulling the skin back and lightly using her teeth, she had to make him come quickly so she let out some moaning sound's as well. Whether it was because she had given in or because she was afraid someone would walk in she didn't know but her pussy was getting wet. He soon spurted into her mouth and she cleaned up every drop, making it look like she loved it once she finished cleaning him she stood up

"You enjoyed that didn't you." he said

She didn't need to think this time she knew what she was supposed to say, her anger was being swallowed up by the feeling of utter defeat, "Yes Mr Heron sir I enjoyed it very much thank you." she replied, his hand went to her pussy, 'fuck she thought I'm still wet'

"Yes you did, that's what I like a nice wet cunt, take a seat." he said pointing at the seat opposite him.

Cathy went to pull her skirt down "Leave it up bring the chair round here." She moved the chair round to his side of the desk and sat in it. "Now put your legs over the arms, that's it now while you talk to me you can masturbate"

Cathy was shocked, her leg's were spread across the arms of the chair so he could see right into her pussy, he could see the juices glistening, but to masturbate this close to him knowing he would smell her cunt and see her juices flowing made her feel ill, but she had no choice, slowly she moved her hand down to her quim running her finger over her clit she felt the juices start to flow, despite herself she started to want it, she even felt that she wanted to come, she started to talk in time with her movement. "As your most humble and unworthy slave Mr Heron sir my only wish is to please you in every way and yet my financial condition at this time will not allow me to adhere to your required dress code sir."

"Hmmm" he said "Well I suppose it is the place of every slave owner to supply the required clothing, Lets see, yes, if you come I will see what I can do, no orgasm no payment for the whore, that seem fare to you."

Suddenly the phone rang Cathy panicked and looked out of the office window people had started to arrive, he picked up the phone "I didn't say stop bitch, hello, Mr Arnold good morning no I was speaking to Cathy yes she is doing very well, yes of course you can." He put his hand over the mouthpiece and said, "He wants to say good morning but you don't stop." He held the phone to her ear taking the opportunity to play with her tit with his free hand pinching her nipple hard as she spoke

"Morning Mr Albert how are you, oh yes I have .. a slight cold nothing serious… yes we get on very well he can be a bit of a slave driver at times but you know me anything to please…. hmnnnn.. Yes good bye."

He smiled at her little joke which for some stupid reason pleased her, he moved the phone down to her pussy and pushed it in making her gasp, he was rough and obviously enjoyed the mix of pain and pleasure on her face pulling the phone out he said "Yes Mr Arnold sorry I got distracted thought I saw a pussy… cat on the sill…. Yes of course later then bye." The thought of having Mr Arnold phone fucking her and the possibility of anyone walking in was too much for Cathy and as much as she hated it, as much as she hated what he was doing to her she started to come, "No! not yet don't stop but don't come, first you will tell me who and what you are what your new purpose in life is and then you will beg my permission to come, if you do it correctly I may allow it." he said as he sat back in his chair sneering at her and enjoying the power he had over her.

"Hnnnn, I am your slut your whore your slave, both sex and otherwise to do your bidding," she said fighting to hold back her orgasm, "my soul purpose is to please you to fuck you and anyone you tell me to, I must please them and you whenever and however you say, the only enjoyment in my life is the enjoyment I give you, please please Mr Heron sir please can I come now if it pleases you sir."

"Well done slapper now you really know your place you can stop you will not come, not yet, it's time to get to work so stop now and we will sort something out about your uniform in the meantime here's £20 for the blow job" and with that he pushed the note into her wet throbbing cunt almost making her come. "Now you're a real prostitute say thank you whore." he said

Cathy was almost in tears, "Thank you Mr Heron sir, for the money it is very generous of you." she took the note and stood up, shaking violently she dressed and turning to him said "Please may I leave now Mr Heron sir."

"Yes Cathy we will catch up on thing's later and no private finger fuck's ok." he laughed

He and Cathy had adjoining office's so she went through the joining door to her own office and was thankful that the main door was closed, she dropped into her chair and taking a deep breath pulled herself together, at least as much as her throbbing cunt would allow it. She got up and went down the hall to the toilets, both to pee, which proved quite painful, and to clean herself up, she thought 'why am I not in tears after what he has done' but the answer was simple what was the point it wouldn't stop him.

Once she had cleaned herself up she went back to her office in a much better mood than she thought possible everything considered.

Her whole life had changed in such a short period of time, she remembered that movie the minute Ted put it on, she had been so ashamed that she had quit the party scene and became an academic, and to everyone's surprise she had gained her degree, from that time till this she had been a business woman first and foremost, none of her ex boyfriends had ever seen that side of her even Rob had only seen a woman with a normal sexual appetite. Now her ghost had returned to haunt her and she would have to live with it or lose everything.
Denise, one of her closest friends commented on the lack of her usual blouse but Cathy just said that she had been passed over for promotion and had decided to change her look a little, or maybe a lot depending on the reaction she got, Denise said that it was time Cathy let go a little as she had such a great body it was a shame to keep it wrapped in business suit's all the time.

Cathy didn't see Ted for the rest of the day, which in some way disappointed her but in another made her happy, when she was away from him she was almost her usual self confident and domineering, she could hate him and feel physically sick at what she was doing, but as soon as she was near him that all fell away and once again she became the slave, but at least she could still do her job properly and she didn't believe he would put that under threat, and she now knew he would never let her leave

That evening she got a call from him, she was to meet him in the suite before she went up to the office the following morning, so that's what she did, no fears no worries just obeyed him without question, he was waiting for her and as she went in he handed her a bag "Put this on" she opened the bag and pulled out a black leather dress, extremely short with an each way zip and very low cut. "You take money for sex so what doe's that make you Cat?" he asked

"A whore Mr Heron sir your whore sir." she said making a move to go into the bathroom to change, she had never even thought of going to the bedroom the thought of that room made her feel sick even though she had never been in it.

"Here," he said, "change out here you have nothing to hide from me, I own you." She stripped off her work clothes, naked except for stocking's she pulled the dress on, it was a very tight fit but she believed that was the idea, "Yes I knew it would fit, clothing fit for a whore." he pulled the top zip down a little and the bottom zip up so that her tit's were almost falling out and her pussy was barley covered "Ok whore walk the walk show me how you work the street's."

It had been many years since Cathy had consciously walked with hips swinging and it took a full circle round the room till she got it right, she exaggerated every move. "Good! now you have some early morning work, take the lift to the work area on the top floor there is an electrician up there on his own, he is expecting me to go up but he is going to get you, you are a whore, so go and earn some money, the more you get the less you will owe me for that dress and remember be nice at all time's whatever happens and however you may feel you will be nice to him, you may need him in the future, when your done come back."

The thought of actually prostituting herself for money was almost too much, her stomach churned and she nearly lost her breakfast "Yes Mr Heron sir as you wish." she said. As the lift went up all she could think of was what the guy looked like, if he was at least nice looking it would help otherwise she didn't know if she could go through with it, but then it dawned on her that she didn't have a choice, did she.

The lift stopped and she stepped out, she could here noise to the right so she went that way, she had one hand on her hip and she swayed those buttock's like her life depended on it, which in fact it probably did, as she turned a corner she saw him and had to stop to keep her breakfast in, he was gross, dressed in short's no top even at this hour of the morning it looked like he hadn't seen water for a year, a huge fat ugly slob, and that was the test, Heron knew if she did this she would do anything he ordered her to. She walked over to him and in her tartiest voice said "Ello darlin lookin for a posh geezer told me to meet him ere aint seen im have ya."

The mans eye's were sitting on his chin his bottom lip was quivering and his dick was twitching at the sight of her, "Err narr he rang an said he was busy and that he'd ring ya, anyfin I can do like." he drooled.

"Oh fuck me, I come all the fuckin way up here and he drop's out." she said, walking over to fatty, close enough to smell his filth "and what do you fink you can do for me then darlin eh." she ran her hand up his chest and his erection was now too much for him to hide, "What would you like then babe come on don't be shy this aint is it." and with that she brushed his throbbing dick.

He jumped back "Ahh ahhh I dunno er ope you don't mind but like ow much you know, yeah ow much." he stammered

She was leaning on him now blowing in his ear as she whispered, "Well you can have everything for say £50 hand job bj and a really good fuck whada you say darlin could you manage half an hour with me hmm could you, do you wanna." she said, like she had been saying it for years, 'God what the hell am I doing she thought I am playing this guy and loving it, all I need to do is strip and say fuck me, she stepped back and waited for him to stop stammering.

"I got £50 how do I know you wont run as soon as you get me dough." he said

She unzipped the dress and opened it up for him to gaze, "Gimme me the cash and I lose the dress, cant go anywhere naked now can I lover and then I am all yours for 30 minute's do whatever you want." she said smiling

He reached into his pants and pulled out a wad of notes and handed her a £50 pound note, she put it in the dress and then let the dress drop to the floor. He dropped his shorts and before he could say anything she dropped to her knee's "Come on then babe let me taste it." she said with a smile, he guided his erection into her waiting mouth, his breathing was out of control, with his hand on her head he thrust deep into her throat his smell made her gag and if her throat hadn't been blocked she would have vomited, with his second thrust he shot his load deep down her throat, she was sure he was trying to choke her to death, he thrust again and this time he went passed her throat and into her gullet pushing it in even further, she almost blacked out.

As he withdrew she gasped mouthfuls of air, coughing and spluttering she felt herself being picked up and thrown over a table or something hard and then she felt his prick brushing her arse, "Noo!" she cried, too late, he rammed it as far up her bum crack as it would go tearing her inside's, even though she was struggling to breath and trying to fight him off he wouldn't stop, he just kept shagging her arse as hard as he could and then he started to slow down, she thought he had come but didn't know for sure and really didn't care she was in more pain than she had ever been before, finally he slid to the floor.

She stood up and saw that she was covered in cement dust from the stack of bag's he had used, she staggered to where she had left her dress and put it back on, doing her best to look natural she said "Wow you're a hell of a good fuck babe I'll have to come here again soon." and then she turned and went back down in the lift. 'why did she say that' she thought to herself, Heron wouldn't have known if she was nice or not, she had the money, yes but she had to obey order's didn't she and then she was sick, throwing up in the lift just as it came to a stop, as the door opened she was on her knee's crying and gagging on her vomit.

"Nice fuck Cat, look's real good on cam, now you better get cleaned up and get to work." he said.

She fell out of the lift as he got in it, as the lift door closed she could see the big screen TV, it was her on the roof sucking the fat slob's dick the bastard had put a cam up there, she curled in a ball and cried her heart out, now he knew, he knew she was his she would do anything he said with anyone and she would do it well, whatever it was she would do it. She didn't know how long she lay there but eventually she got up and had a hot salt bath, she soaked for nearly an hour and then got dressed, after a quick drink she put the dress back in the bag and went up to work.

She went to his office and knocked on the door, at his command she entered "Excuse me Mr Heron sir, what would you like me to do with the dress sir." she said.

"Keep it, how much did your john pay then to fuck your arse, I must say you did look good with that fat gut smothering you face, I bet you loved it didn't you slag." he said

She handed over her earning's "He gave me £50 Mr Heron sir," she replied, "and it was very kind of you to give me the opportunity to repay you in this way, I had a lot of fun pleasing you like that sir"

He tore the money up into little pieces as he said, "Yes I could see, well time for work I think Cathy." as she went to leave his office he added "Oh by the way if I ever call you Cat wherever it maybe you will instantly become the slapper that we both know you to be ok."

"Yes Mr Heron sir as you wish." she said, and that's the truth as he wished when he wished. But only her body never her mind.