Price of Success

Deb was doing very well over the last two years.  This new job
had really worked out better than she expected.  She was able to
make between $5K to $10K extra every month working as a cashier
in this large insurance company (not legally of course).  She
devised a method of accepting cash payments for policies that she
never placed into the system and discovered that no one really
ever noticed.  It had worked flawlessly and she had a new car,
clothes, jewelry and all the finer things a girl could wish for.
She thought that she had better not push her luck and would
submit her resignation in about 2 weeks and leave while she was
ahead.  Her annual review was due any day now and after her
normal praises, she would bow out on a high note.  Friday was
very normal and when her boss Mr. N. Bradley requested that she
be present at 5 p.m. for her annual review she thought that the
time was a bit strange, but did not think much more about it.  He
had a lovely penthouse office on the 44th Floor and was one of
the founding partners of the insurance company.  The day was very
uneventful and at 4:45 p.m. decided to make her way up to his
office.  He had a very attractive (actually hot) secretary and
she greeted Deb with a courteous "Good Afternoon" and that Mr.
Bradley will be conducting the review in his basement office. 
Deb had never known that Mr. Bradley had an office in the
basement also, but entered the elevator and pressed B1 and made
her way down.  She had never been into this part of the building
and was surprised to see that the construction and decor was
totally different to the other areas.  The elevator door opened
and ahead of her was a very long corridor very dimly lit with a
huge door at the end.  She walked uncomfortably for about 2
minutes before she reached it and discovered that it was much
bigger than she thought, it was at least 12 feet tall and looked
like a vault door.  She pressed the button on the video intercom,
"I am here for my annual review with Mr. Bradley."  The door
slowly swung open automatically and Deb stepped inside.  It
appeared to be a normal office with very nice furnishings.  Mr.
Bradley was seated behind the desk and looked up politely and
greeted Deb.  She was told to have a seat and look at the report
on  the desk.  Her mind was racing when she picked it up and from
the first page that she read she realized what it was.  Every
dime that she stole was carefully recorded on a spreadsheet with
photos of her placing the money into her handbag...all for the
last 2 years.  She was speechless and shocked.  She kept her head
bowed and was afraid to make eye contact with Mr. Bradley.  Mr.
Bradley began by saying that he was very pleased that Deb had
enjoyed working for the company for the last 2 years and that he
had very little options for Deb.  She could continue to work for
B & D Inc. or have charges filed and spend quite some time in
prison.  He knew that she was an only child and had no family and
if she did choose to continue to work for him, the terms of her
employment would change drastically.  He said that he was pleased
to see her head bowed and that if she agreed to continue working
for him, she would be expected to obey him in every way and her
employment would be 24/7.  She was to be available to him both
professionally and personally and would be expected to perform
work related and sexual acts at his command.  Her mind was
racing, was this really happening, she was even more afraid to
raise her head, but what he was saying "was it real" and was this
her only option?  She knew it was, no way was she going to jail.
She decided that she had to cooperate.  Mr. Bradley recognized
the confusion going on in Deb's head and said that.  He told her
that he knew she would do the right thing and be a good girl.  If
she agreed to his proposal, she was to keep her head bowed to the
floor and get off the chair and kneel in front of his desk, with
her hands placed behind her back.  Speaking was not necessary and
that she should only speak if spoken to.  Her name would be slave
d and she was to call him Master B whenever they were together. 
He would tell her more later.  With that, she slowly slid off of
the chair, carefully keeping her head bowed and slipped into a
kneeling position before Master B's desk.  She made sure and
placed her hands behind her back as ordered.  "Good girl" was all
she heard her Master say.  Master B walked around the desk and
admired his new slave d, she was now his fourth, it seemed that
this method of acquiring slaves was perfect.     He walked up to
her and moved the chair away.  He gently patted her head, what
beautiful black hair she had.  He placed his right foot between
her legs and with a hard swing from right to left, her legs were
spread as far as they would go in that skirt.  Deb's heart was
pounding and her mind racing, she felt the pain in her thighs,
but showed no sign of protest.  This was obviously good behavior,
because Master B just patted her head and said "That's a good
slave d."  Master B then stepped back and began taking off his
belt.  He stepped up to his new slave and gently took a full hand
of her hair and tugged upwards.  Slave d followed her Master's
lead and stood up, making sure to keep her head bowed and her
hands behind her back and her legs apart.  She could feel his
hand running down her neck and back and stopping on her waist. 
He placed his belt on the table, Deb could see it.  He placed
both his hands on her hip and squeezed lightly, them moving down
to her ass cheeks.  After a firm squeeze his hands moved rapidly
under her skirt and found the elastic waist of her thongs, with
one swift motion they were down to her knees and could go not
further with her legs spread.  He placed his hand firmly on her
upper back and push her over onto the desk.  The sudden move
making her bump her face on the desk, barely being able to
breathe.  She did not move.  She was again rewarded with a head
caress and "that's a good slave d."  He sat on the chair behind
her and pulled it right up to his new slave's ass.  With her legs
spread and bent over, she was nicely exposed to him, except for
the skirt.  This was lifted over her ass and she could feel the
cold breeze.  Master B was presently surprised, his new slave was
totally shaved, no hair in sight, not even stubble.  With a smirk
on his face, he took his index finger and stroked her ample outer
lips.  They felt divine, how he would enjoy eating and fucking
his new pussy, amongst other things.  Although it was the end of
day, her pussy was fresh and had no odor, she must wash he
thought.  He decided that his new pussy should be fully spread,
so he pulled his chair back and ripped off her thongs completely.
 He then took hold of her ankles and raised them off the ground
and pushed her further up on the desk.  He stopped when her pussy
was right on the edge and started to spread her legs apart a full
180 degrees.  She was very flexible and could go even more if he
wanted, but that was enough for now.  Her head was now hanging
off the other side and she could breathe a lot better.  He sat
again and pulled his chair right up to this delicious meal before
him.  He took his time.  This was his pussy for life and no need
to rush things.  Her ass hole looked as if it was only used one
way, soon new roads would open up.  Her pussy was perfect, nice
pouty outer lips and just enough labia to make a nice dark pink
frill.  He held them open and his eyes were greeted my a
glistening pink hole, just about the size of his index finger,
she was going to be so nice and tight.  That meant excellent
sensations for his ample cock and lovely screams and tears for
his fisting.  Deb was now feeling surprisingly calm, having
resigned herself to her fate.  So far it was not so bad.  Master
B's cock was throbbing and hard.  His only thought now was if to
go ahead and fuck his new possession or do the normal tests
first.  He would wait!  Nothing prevented him from playing a
little though.  
