Jesse sat nervously in the waiting room of the opulent office. He was there for a job interview as a personal assistant. Now at six foot tall with 220 lbs of football hardened muscle he did not fit the description of a personal assistant, but the advertisement on line had been pretty specific about the qualifications for the position and they were looking fo...
Chapter 2 – Charged The arresting officers escorted me back to the foyer of the Public Slave Office and left me there, standing naked and shackled before the desk sergeant. There was some commotion as other officers entered from the street dragging a young girl by chains attached to a collar around her neck. She was screaming at them in Spanish -- really sc...
I sat at my desk in the outer office, idly swiveling back and forth in my desk chair. When I saw the last of my coworkers leave I slipped my sore feet out of my high heels and kicked them under the desk. They were sexy as hell but not comfortable. I rested my head back and spun my chair around, looking up at the ceiling; why didn't I bring a book today? As t...
Tori sat on the edge of the large desk in Reynolds office, her ass cheeks spread on the glass protecting the wood finish. She was facing the man seated behind the desk, her legs parted, feet resting on the arms of the chair he lolled in. Her skirt and her normally chaste white cotton panties missing. The fingers of her right hand were stroking the silky wet...
Well would be a good place to start. I own my own company and it makes a bit of money enough for me to get by and more which matters a lot all so I get to talk to clients, the very reason I left my employer because it was all push 1 for this, push 2 for that, I'm sure you have all wanted to actually just talk to someone. Well this is my fantasy office story...
Author's note: This is the continuation of "Melissa's Story Ch. 01" - if you have not read it, I suggest you do before reading "The Schoolroom". Many thanks to all my fans, specially M, R & A, for their positive feedback. Melissa's story continues: Chapter 2: The Schoolroom Driving home from Matt's after my first spanking session I felt as if I was in an...
This story was written for the 2011 Nude Day competition. Please vote! And thanks for reading! *This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author.* * As Toni walked down the hall, she tried to slow her breathing. Today was the day. She had all her plans in place and, if everything worke...
Anastasia arrived outside Clive's office at 9:55 - as she approached the solid looking door, she scanned the door and doorframe for any means to announce her arrival. There was not a doorknocker nor bell to be seen - she halted briefly, puzzled as to how she was to gain entry, before continuing up the three steps that led to the door. No sooner had she set f...
Waking up was always TreTia's favorite things to do. Starting a new day, a new adventure, and new experiences just beyond her front door. This morning was like every other morning. The sun shone in through her bedroom window, spilling the golden rays across her lavador spread and white eyelet laced canopy. Stretching and mewing like a newborn kitten, TreTia...
The meeting had ended at least 15 minutes ago, yet I remain hanging in Anita's office closet, my clamped nipples burning as if there were on fire, my calves aching as I struggle to maintain my balance on these damn softballs under my feet, my arms numb in their unnatural position secured behind my back. I am desperate to be released, yet I know that even whe...