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by Anna

The Caller 09

This was written on the request of a reader. Contains: Submission, mindfuck, mind control, domination, anal, cum, cum swallowing, oral, threesome, foursome, coercion

For Sherri

"Miss Day, this is Miss Franco for you," Kaylee said, standing by the door to my office. She was wearing the cream-coloured business dress we had picked out for her, her hair made into a tight updo, her pose straight and attentive and only the high heels, deep cleavage and a little too short skirt would hint at her being not your typical secretary.

It's been four weeks since Kaylee moved into my apartement, and two weeks since she started working for me. College, we decided, was something she could revisit some time in the future, but for now, she wanted to follow the path we both started walking down. And that path included her being at my beck and call for all of my personal needs. Anything.

The woman she introduced was standing in the reception area where Kaylee worked now, waiting shyly to be called in. I nodded, smiling at my young lover, then at "Miss Franco". "Please come in," I said cheerfully.

The first time we met Sherri Franco was when she had come to one of our "Callings", as we called our girl's club meetings, which we held now infrequently at shifting locations, whenever I had an empty house for sale somewhere. I think she was one of Amanda's co-workers, but wasn't too sure about it now. She immediately got into what we were doing and couldn't get enough of it, her persistence and eagerness was outstanding. So I finally decided to take her under my personal wing, which is why she was here today.

Sherri stepped in cautiously, blinking as she entered my office. She was wearing a plain white blouse and a light blue skirt, her long auburn hair pulled back in a short pony tail, which made her cute round face all the more striking. "H-hello Miss," she said, moving towards a chair but waiting for my word before sitting down.

Outside of the Callings, one of the unspoken rules was to act like we didn't know each other, especially when strangers were present, and even though we were among ourselves, Sherri tried to be as diligent as she could in following the rules. "I'm Miss Day," I smiled, looking up at her. Playing along with our little game was somewhat amusing and silly to me, but I tried not to act too relaxed. "Since you want to work for me, let's get a few things straight first."

Sherri nodded and smiled back, still acting very nervous. "Yes, Miss Day," she replied. As far as I remembered, she was only a few years younger than me, but, I had to admit, looked a lot better. She had that slender, shapely body that women like to dream of, and so far, no wrinkles or grey hair hinted at her being already over 40.

I leaned back in my chair, putting one leg over the other. "Good," I said. "I selected you because you seem to have no problem following orders, is that right?"

She nodded again, standing just a little more upright. "Yes, Miss Day," she said. "I have never had a problem following orders, so please feel free to rely on me."

"Alright then, let's talk about your attire first," I continued, starting to size her up. "Open your blouse."

Sherri blushed and a small gasp escaped her lips. "Yes, Miss Day," she replied as her hands quickly undid the first two buttons, showing off some of her chest. "Like this?"

I sighed. "It's a start," I said, looking into her eyes. "But not enough. Your breasts must be in full view. And don't even think about wearing a bra, that's the first rule."

She nodded, already knowing about the rules. "Yes, Miss Day, I will make sure not to ever wear a bra," she said obediently as she opened her blouse a bit more.

I was waiting until her small, but firm breasts were in full view. She was hardly any bigger than Kaylee, but they had a very pretty shape, especially for a woman her age. I grew envious as she held her shirt open. "Like this, Miss Day?" she asked.

I eyed them for a while, then nodded satisfied. "You've got nice breasts," I said. "I was hoping you would, but I couldn't tell so good from the pictures you've submitted. Keep in mind that we have no shame before one another. Now turn around."

She quickly spun, stopping with her back facing me. "Is my backside to your liking as well?" she asked, talking towards the opposite wall, not daring to peek back at me.

I shrugged. "I don't know," I said. "I can hardly see much of it from here."

"Shall... shall I come closer?" Sherri asked, looking back over her shoulder with a small smile on her face. Instead of an answer, I reached across the desk and slapped her butt, a lot harder than she had anticipated. "Bend over," I said.

For some reason, this woman brought out a side in me that was previously unknown to myself. I became aggressive, demanding, perverted ideas running through my head about what I would do to her, what I would make her do. I felt a lot like Missy must be feeling with me.

During the last weeks I had not heard from Missy any more, and truth be told, I was quite busy getting accommodated, learning to live and work with Kaylee, showing her what to do, getting her set up and, more than anything, exploring every little inch of each other's bodies, every secret little desire in each other's minds.

"Yes, right away Ma'am," Sherri mumbled obediently, tearing me from my warm, wet thoughts and memories as she was bending at the waist and pushed her butt towards me.

Grabbing my scissors I began to slowly cut open her skirt, from the bottom almost all the way to her waistline. In line with the rules, and just as I had expected, Miss Franco wasn't wearing any panties either. Between her legs I could see her long, puffy slit, crowned on all sides by neatly trimmed brunette pubic hair.

"I just bought this out..." she whimpered when she heard the fabric tear.

"Shut up," I said, slapping her again, this time on her naked butt. "I'll pay you extra for the outfits you're going to wear from now on, and they'll be a lot more revealing than this." Spreading her buttocks slightly, my eyes were resting on her holes for a moment before I sat down again. "Very good," I said satisfied. "Now turn over and look at me."

I heard her exhale as I sat down. "Yes, right away," she said, turning around.

"So," I said, smiling at her. "What did you think your duties would be working for me?"

"Well, I, um... I thought I would be helping you, like a personal assistant or secretary. Was I wrong to think that?" she asked, looking down at her exposed breasts.

"You will be helping me alright," I replied laughing. "But you'll be helping me with a lot more intimate matters, many of which include your whole body and full dedication. Are you up for that?"

Slowly, she raised her eyes again, until they met with mine. It looked for a moment as if she was having second thoughts, as if this new, unknown and frightening thing we were doing was too much. I saw the same doubts in her eyes that I was wrestling with myself. Was this prostitution? Were we just depraved? Was all of this just an excuse for us to have the sex we never could have? Or was it more?

"Yes, Miss Day," she said finally, nodding. "I'm happy to be able to help someone like you." A soft crimson colour creeped up her cheeks, making her look cute and innocent.

"Good," I smiled, unfolding my legs and spreading them slowly towards her. Through the glass top she could see my skirt sliding upwards, revealing my curly black pubes and wet labia. "Get down on your knees and take care of that, then."

Sherri's eyes widened, but she dropped to her knees and crawled towards me until her face was right in front of my crotch. "Thank you, Miss Day," she muttered before she started to lick slowly along my labia.

I moaned, finally feeling her tongue at my wet pussy. "Mmmh, very, very good," I purred. "You learn fast, and I appreciate your eagerness. If I didn't know better, I'd even say you like it..."

She blushed slightly. "I... I have never done this before, but I said I would follow your orders, Miss Day. So I must do this."

She licked again, slowly, reaching my clit this time. I groaned, feeling the tip of her tongue playfully running across my little lust button. "Uhhh, yes... yes, you must," I replied, trying to keep my composure. She certainly was eager, and seemed ready for the task I had in mind for her. "Now let's see about the business..."

I called for Kaylee, pressing a little button on my desk phone. Almost instantly, my girlfriend and assistant came rushing into the office, discretely closing the door behind her. As she stepped closer, her eyes kept wandering to Sherri's exposed butt.

In a vain effort to hide, Sherri buried her face into my wet pussy, licking a little faster and sliding her tongue inside my damp hole ever so slightly. I let out a muffled gasp of surprise, before I nod at my assistant. "Is Mr. Schmidt in yet?" I asked.

Kaylee nodded. "Good, then make sure everything is set," I tell her.

The girl nodded again, and instantly knelt behind Sherri, licking long and shamelessly all across her labia and anus. The woman's eyes shot open in shock and she stopped licking my pussy for a second as she looked up at me, as if to say something. Thinking better of it, she resumed licking, her tongue sliding back over my labia and clit as she moaned slightly at the assault on her backside.

Making sure to leave her nice and wet, even probing her a little with her tongue, Kaylee finally let go of her again, got up and straightened her dress before she opened the door. Moments later, the new client entered.

"Mr. Schmidt, so good to see you," I greet the older, heavyset man that entered my office. He was wearing the same cheap, shaggy looking suit he had on the last time I saw him, and looked slightly nervous and excited at the same time as he came closer.

"Nice to meet you again, Miss Day," he replied in a deep voice.

"Please, enjoy yourself," I said invitingly as I was sliding a little further down in my hcair, making sure my little desk slut was licking me deeper inside.

Sherri looked over her shoulder and whimpered as she looked back up at me. "Miss..." she started saying, but then stopped herself. Reluctantly, she went back servicing me while Mr. Schmidt opened his pants behind her, pulling out an average sized, but thick cock and began pressing it against her butt.

She gasped and whinced, obviously not used to get taken in her ass. Next to them, Kaylee was kneeling and helping the big man get an erection hard enough to be able to split the tight, unfucked ass of my new whore open. I heard sucking noises as she used her willing mouth on his cock, and then a loud, long whine as Sherri finally got his cock into her tight slick anus, splitting her open painfully.

"So," I said in a businesslike voice. "How is our deal going?"

He groaned as he begins fucking her, his shaft going deeper and deeper with every thrust until he's all inside the slender, athletic woman's asshole. "Uhhh, this one has a good little ass," he moaned panting. "I think we have a deal then."

Munching my clit between her lips, Sherri whimpered and moaned into my muff, sending small vibrations through my crotch. She slowed down on her licking, gasping for breath as she seemingly felt herself being pushed closer and closer to the edge.

Running my fingers through my pubes, I began to rub my clit hard as I watched the man grunt and groan, eventually shooting his load deep into Sherri's asshole. Her eyes widened at the unexpected sensation and she began to shake herself, her body being rocked with pleasure as she came.

I waited for the man to catch his breath, while Kaylee, diligent as always, was cleaning his cock with her mouth, leaving no drop of cum go to waste. Finally, he sighed and signed the papers I had prepared on my desk, leaving us without another word.

Only when he was out the door did I allow myself to fully enjoy my new little slut, rubbing my clit frantically while she tried hard to keep up with her licking. Kaylee had buried her face between Sherri's buttocks, continuing her duties at her ass, catching every drop of cum that was running out of her. Sandwiched between the two of us, the woman became our shared little slut.

I watched her, her pretty little face looking up at me, making me want to soil her so bad, to corrupt her, use her, abuse her and make her mine that the thought finally sent me over the edge. With a loud moan, I came, clenching her head between my legs tight, feeling thick, creamy cum ooze out of my cunt.

She licked it happily, her face a little messy as she looked up at me while Kaylee probed her ass, scooping the rest of the cum out of her. "Is this what every day is going to be like, Miss Day?" she asked, a soft smile on her lips. "Because I think I like it."