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Subject: {ASSM} Grace's Hard Lessons(M+/F, nc, humiliation, coercion) chapter 4
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The story so far.. Exploiting the control that he has over his
attractive female colleague, Royston makes Grace give the office
janitor a blowjob to further humiliate her. On the pretext of helping
her to cover the amount that she stole from the company, Royston tricks
Grace into signing up for a photography shoot for a client..

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Chapter Four

Grace was dressed only in a bikini under the bright lights of the
studio, as she posed for the camera. The poses started out quite
innocent. After thirty or forty shots though, the poses became more
suggestive and sexy. One the photographer had her put her thumbs to the
sides of her bikini bottom and pull the garment halfway down. In
another pose, she was asked to lean forward with her hands on her
knees, so that her cleavage would be showing. Grace felt uncomfortable
the whole time as she was aware that Nakamori was standing in the
background, watching her.

Then there was a costume change to a different two piece suit. This
one, the bikini top was even skimpier and it barely covered Grace's
breasts. After several shots, the photographer asked her to stand with
her back facing the camera, and told her to take off her top
completely. Finally there was a frontal shot where she covered her
naked breasts with her hands.

"Alright... we'll almost done", Joe said, changing his film in
his camera. Grace almost heaved a sigh of relief.

"Last roll," the photographer grinned, "let's try something
more adventurous.."

Grace saw Joe rummage in a chest for something. "Okay, now stay in
position Grace, don't move."

Grace did not turn her head and could only glimpse from the corner of
her vision that Joe was approaching with something in his hand. She
cringed as she realized too late, that it was a black leather collar
that he was carrying which he promptly placed around her neck.
"Don't move.." he said.

FLASH! The flashbulb illuminated half the room and temporarily blinded
her.

"Oh yeah... that's fantastic," Joe said.

FLASH !

The photographer continued taking shots of Grace in the skimpy bikini
with the leather collar locked around her neck.

"Okay, that's fantastic. Stick out your bum more Grace, yes lean
forward... oh yes that's it.. Smile now.."

Grace was in agony, trying to decide if she should just run and then
get arrested later by the police for theft charges, or endure
humiliation at the hands of the these perverts.

"Alright, now can you please get on the sofa.. no...I mean all
fours..."

Grace felt a shiver run up a spine, but did not dare to protest. She
climbed onto the sofa, on her knees and hands, her ass up. She looked
into the camera. "Oh yeah..." the photographer said.

FLASH!

"Let's add this". To Grace's horror, Nakamori produced a leash.
Locking it to her collar, he held the leash, just outside the view of
the shot as the photographer kept snapping away. She felt a wave of
humiliation as she realized the kind of exploitative shots that they
were taking of her, and how she must have looked in these cheesecake
positions. No wonder this gig paid so handsomely. Well, if she really
got ten grand from this, it would be worth it... she desperately needed
to pay back the money she took, so that she would be out of this whole
contract and having to take orders from Royston day in day out.

"Can we take some nude pictures?" Joe asked Nakamori, who was just
watching from an armchair.

Grace's heart leapt into her mouth as she heard that.

"Maybe another time Joe.." Nakamori chuckled. "Let's finish
your last few shots..."

"Alright.." Joe sounded disappointed. But he rummaged in the chest
for more props.

For the last pose, Grace had her wrists cuffed together and tied to a
rope suspended from the ceiling.

FLASH !

Nakamori's cock twitched, looking at the young office executive in
bondage. She would normally be dressed to the nine's in the office,
looking all professional, but today she was dressed in nothing but the
tiniest bikini which revealed all but her most private parts of her
body. To top it all off, she looked incredibly sexy standing there
helplessly with her hands tied up above her head, a slave collar around
her neck. He imagined how much money Ko, Shih and the other company
directors would pay him just to get a copy of the compromising pictures
of this beautiful young lady.

"Are you sure no nude pics today?" the photographer ventured again.
Grace's heart pounded. The contract did say that she had to wear
anything that the company asked her to, but this is insane! Surely they
can't ask her to wear nothing?

Nakamori appeared to consider that for a while. Then he said, "Oh
well, what the heck...you don't mind do you Grace? Royston said
it's in your contract."

Grace started to panic. "What? No... sir, sorry, I - Wait...
please.. NO..." Before she could finish her sentence, Nakamori had
untied her bikini top, exposing her breasts to the camera.

"NO.. Please stop!!" she cried.

FLASH! Joe took a few shots, ignoring Grace's protests. "Nooo...
please stop!!" the girl cried out in alarm.

Grace found herself pushed back to the sofa, and forced to prone down,
her arms extended above her head as her wrists remained cuffed and
secured to the rope from the ceiling. "What are you doing??" she
cried in a panicky voice. Nakamori was stepping on the leash now and
keeping it taut such that it pulled her collar down so that she
couldn't get up from the sofa.

"Well you need to be disciplined Grace."

Grace struggled but the rope did not budge. "Let me go!" she
demanded.

Nakamori stood there, admiring the picture of the girl prone on the
sofa, under his control.

"The reason you're in this situation, Grace...is that you did a
very bad thing. Didn't you, Grace?"

"Wha - what do you mean? I don't know what you're talking
about! "

There was a swishing sound. "OWWWWW..." she yelped in pain as a
stinging pain ripped through her butt. Turning her head, she saw a big
cane in Nakamori's hand.  "LET ME GO you pervert, or you'll be
sorry!" she screamed.

WHAACK! The menacing cane struck down once more on her exposed butt.
"AAAHHHHHH"  she screamed in pain. Nakamori smiled in satisfaction
as a welt slowly appeared on her fair skin.

"Don't speak to me like that, bitch" he warned. "You know what
I'm talking about... Royston told me about the naughty thing you
did." He paused, flexing the cane in his hand. "He asked me to
punish you properly... give you some hard lessons..."

Grace started to protest, "Wait.. you can't do this. He told -
OWWW!!!" Her sentence was cut short by the third lash of the cane on
the bare flesh of her firm butt. Her bottom burned with pain.

"Don't speak unless you're spoken to bitch.."

Tears came to Grace's eyes. She had never been treated like that
before. Even when she was a kid, her father never spanked her.

"Are you sorry for what you done, bitch?"

"Yes YES.. PLEASE let me go !"

"So do you admit you're a bitch who needs to be taught a lesson?"

"NO! "

"Wrong answer."

SWOOSH  - WHHACK!!

"YEOWWWW!!" she cried. The tears welling up in her eyes ran down
her cheek freely now. There was a half a minute of silence, as Nakamori
contemplated this lovely scene in front of him. Joe too, was watching
intently from behind his camera, snapping a shot periodically of the
topless girl being punished.

"Are you a bitch?" Nakamori asked again, slowly.  There was
silence.

"Yes. Yes" her voice choked as she spoke the words.

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir"

"Yes sir what?"

"Yes sir I'm a bitch"

"Bark like one then, bitch."

Tears roll down her face as she sobbed, and swallowed.
"Woof...woof.."

"Louder.."

"WOOF, WOOF" Grace barked like a dog. She felt completely
humiliated with this degrading act. But it was not over.

"Now then, you little she-dog.. since you're a low-life bitch, you
don't deserve to walk on your feet. From now on, whenever you're in
front of me, you better go on all fours."

Her cuffs were unlocked and Grace felt a downward tug on her collar.
She realized that Nakamori was pulling her down from the sofa, much
like how he would with a dog. And so, Grace climbed off the sofa,
planting her palms on the floor first, fearful that another stroke of
the cane would land on her unprotected butt if she did not do it right.


"That's a good girl now.." Nakamori nodded, as he watched the
slender young woman get on her hands and knees. "Let's take a short
walk shall we my little canine pet."

Grace bowed her head in shame as Nakamori pulled on the leash and she
followed after him, crawling on her knees and palms. In the meantime,
Joe was delighted to have the opportunity to snap a few more shots of
the young female executive naked and crawling on all fours.

"Ooh.." a woman's voice floated into the studio, as her slender
frame leaned against the door.

"Well you can come in Natasha.." Nakamori laughed. "We're just
giving Grace a little exercise here."

Grace felt completely humiliated as she crawled around on all fours,  a
dog collar around her neck and being led on a leash. As if the
humiliation wasn't bad enough, now there was two men AND a woman
watching.

Nakamori led Grace on a leisurely stroll around the studio, as he
puffed on his cigar. Finally he led her back to the sofa.
"Heel...."

Grace wasn't sure what he wanted, but feeling the tug, she pulled
herself up to an upright kneeling position, and was rewarded with
petting on her head. Instantly she felt awash with feeling of intense
shame. She inwardly felt disgusted by herself for what she just did.
She was behaving just like his pet animal.

He smiled at the other two. "Such a GRACEFUL clever little dog
isn't she?" he said, caressing the back of her head the same way he
would play with the back of a dog's ears. The girl suffered at the
indignity.

Pulling up on the collar now toward the sofa, he said, "UP girl.."

Grace climbed up the sofa, still on her hands and knees.

"Roll over."

Grace's face flushed deep red, but she turned her body around. She
was lying on her back on the sofa, but with her knees together.

"Are you a slut Grace?"

Grace's flinched at the insulting question and wanted to answer
"no" but her eyes watched the cane in the sadist's hands.

"Yes sir...I... I'm a slut" she answered, looking away from him.
Her throat felt very dry and she could hardly speak those words.

"Good, now take off your bikini bottom and show me your slutty
cunt."

Grace felt powerless... she had to do everything he asked, or Royston
would send her to jail. Her trembling fingers went to the string that
kept her bikini bottom on her bum. Closing her eyes, she tugged on the
knot, and the little triangular garment fell away, exposing her fluffy
pubic hair. Grace tried to protect her modesty by closing her legs, but
the two men could see the little triangle of hair between her legs.

Her heart was pounding and despite being being forced into this
degrading act, she felt a momentary pang of arousal at her own helpless
situation, at being treated like a low-class bitch.  Immediately
though, she felt a deep sense of disgust at herself.. what was she
becoming?

"OPEN YOUR LEGS WIDER"

Grace stared at Nakamori's shoes as she slowly opened her legs wider.
Trying to keep her mind away from this terrible experience,  it was as
if her body just mechanically followed his instructions.

"Nice.. look at that cunt!" Joe exclaimed. Grace's face and neck
turned a deep shade of red, spreading to her fair bosom.

Grace's womanhood was on display, her outer labia lips thin and dark
and a tuft of black hair decorating the hood and more sparsely around
the sides. A hint of pink showed between her outer labia lips. Joe
licked his lips, imagining how the healthy young woman's pussy would
taste.

"Now, pull those lips apart and show us how the inside of your
worthless cunt looks like Grace... "

Grace shook her head, turning her soulful pleading look at the older
Japanese man wielding the cane.

"Don't make me whip you bitch..."

Grace's hands trembled as they moved down reaching between her legs.
She felt herself being overcome by emotion, and fought not to choke
with tears, as she pulled apart her pussy lips, exposing her most
private part to this man who had absolute control over her. Her tender
pink vagina came into view, looking slightly moist.

"Like a good slut, you will place your finger on your pussy and play
with it" Nakamori continued.

Grace hesitated, and with a loud swoosh the cane struck down on the
sofa with a big bang, just missing the frightened girl by inches.

"If you hesitate again, the next stroke will be on your tender flesh,
you little bitch.."

Grace closed her eyes, and dipped her finger between her pussy lips,
and started a gentle rubbing motion. Despite herself, she felt her
sense of shame mixing with an unmistakable twitch of pleasure that was
gnawing deep in her lower abdomen as she was forced to masturbate
herself in front of these watching men and pretty receptionist.

"OPEN THOSE LEGS WIDER"

Grace obeyed, letting the men and Natasha observe how she worked her
honey pot. To her horror, when she opened her eyes, she could see Joe
aiming at her with his zoom lens. "Jesus.." Joe said, breathing
hard as he snapped away, "that's going to round off your album real
well Grace..."

Grace shut her eyes again, trying not to think about the pictures.
Think about the ten grand that I'll be paid, she told herself.

"So you see Grace, most of the time you are a decent girl. But upon
my order, you will be my bitch. Upon my order you will be a slut."

"Sluts show their pussy when instructed..."

Her crotch tingled as she heard Nakamori's biting words.

"Sluts arouse themselves when instructed..."

Grace felt a new wave of shame hit her she realized that her pussy was
getting moist.. how could she be getting aroused? How could her body
betray her?

"Sluts suck cock on demand."

Grace's pussy tingled again. She opened her eyes, in time to see
Nakamori press a remote control. A video projector began to play
something on the big screen on the far wall. As Grace watched the
screen, her heart felt like it was being pierced. It was a video
recording of her in Royston's office. It showed her undoing his
pants, then sinking to her knees. Somehow, the angle was such that
while Royston's face couldn't be seen, her face was quite clear.

"KEEP RUBBING THAT PUSSY".

As Grace obeyed, she watched herself on the big screen pulling down
Royston's underwear and started sucking his cock. Her mind spun, and
she felt her heart pounding in her ears.

"Look at the slut swallow cock..." she heard Joe say.
Unconsciously, Grace's fingers were rubbing faster now, trying to
placate the pulsing sensation that had grown between her legs.

The scene changed and Grace saw herself now in the men's toilet. It
was quite obvious because the standing urinals could be seen in the
background. Grace was wearing a jacket but it was open and she was
obviously not wearing anything underneath. Again, she was on her knees,
facing someone's crotch. And then she was sucking away. The man
obviously started cumming in her mouth as one could see his lower body
jerking then as he pulled away a strand of cum could be seen trailing
between his cock and Grace's lips.

Grace cried out, trying to block out the horrific images playing on the
screen. "Keep rubbing that wet pussy of yours Grace, " Nakamori's
hypnotic voice continued," Disobey and you will find these videos
distributed to your family and to everyone in your company..."

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