Until 6 months ago, I would tell you that I had it made. I had a great job, an active dating life, a varied sex life, and nothing in front of me but blue sky. Now all I got in front of me is my boss's cunt. Serving my mistress is, somehow, more satisfying than my old life. I guess I should go back to the beginning. I work at DeClarke enterprises. My job wa...
"Dear Colleagues This week, in order to help with our efforts to raise money for charitable causes, we have decided to mix up our usual policy of dress down Fridays. This Friday we are instead instigating a "dress up Friday" in which staff are strongly encouraged to come to the office dressed in the office attire of the opposite gender (that's suits and tie...
Jan didn't demand my attention near as much as I may have liked, but one thing is for sure, whenever she did it was a memorable experience. When I saw her number on my voice mail my dick got hard just thinking about the incredible times when she had made me her slave or her bitch as she preferred to call me. She was an accountant and it was tax season, dema...
Author's note: All the characters in this juvenile story are over the age of eighteen. All the characters are entirely fiction and the product of a sick and twisted mind, including those who are not fictional. If you don't like the story, call someone who gives a damn. Staring out the window of his cheap, third floor office on 3rd Avenue, Harry Dick, medioc...
Thank you to my beautiful editor AccentsNTatoos, without her this would be impossible to read. This is just a prologue, so I appreciate your feedback and opinions. Shira did not see herself as overly sexy, enticingly beautiful or even cute. She didn't have low self esteem though, quite the opposite really. She was told on more than one occasion how much of...
Ian's glorious performance at the football had sealed the deal, many companies had chased their signature but only one had whored out their best boy. As celebratory glasses of champagne were handed out few knew how much he had become a company man. Carol knew and she beamed with pride at her slut boy, breaking him and rebuilding him as a first cast bitch ha...
This is a true story, and it was fun! I was in my early 40s, working as a Regional Safety Manager for a large trucking company. We leased on owner operators, and it was my job to qualify, or disqualify, the Recruits that our lovely, but shady, ladies in our recruiting department would bring in. Which, caused a lot of conflict between the Safety Department a...
Abby hated her job. It was inconceivable that anyone could make someone sit for nearly eight consecutive hours at a computer; typing, clicking, typing some more. The damned flickering of the screen, the obnoxious hum of the fans. Abby hated her computer because it was the symbol of her job. She had been working as a medical receptionist for three years eve...
I have been summoned to His office. I walk through the rooms of desks and people busy on their computers, I'm wearing in a black loose dress and stockings with high black heels and no underwear as he requested. My hair is up in a tight pony tail and my black studded leather collar is visible to the people as they stare. I walk with my hands behind my back...
God how I hated those stuck up bitches! I'd only been working at the fashion magazine for a few weeks but it had already turned into a nightmare job, being the general office support man for a very exclusive high fashion magazine had sounded quite a good job, but those damn women had made it hell. All the woman in the office upstairs were stunning, just unb...