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anywayyouwantit

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Amelia never would have seen herself in this situation this time last year. Back when she was still in college, working towards her degree, becoming someone's pet was the last thing on her mind. But her loans needed to be paid back, and with the current economy, there was no way she'd be able to be hired in time to get the bills paid. So she'd found a nice master, and sold herself to him. Unconventional, yes, and probably somewhat desperate, but he gave her a place to sleep, and an offer to pay off all of her loans under the one condition of staying with him, doing whatever he desired. Amelia would have been out of her mind to not accept it.

She sat in her new room, the meager belongings she had already unpacked. It had barely been an hour since she'd arrived at this place, and after being given some time to get her things organized, she was supposed to report back to her new master. Amelia honestly had no idea what would happen from here on out. All she currently knew about her job was that it would be to please him in anyway she could, and she planned to go to great lengths to do so. With a final deep, calming breath, she walked back to where he was waiting for her.
 
Vincent checked his watch for the umpteenth time this afternoon. He was impatient, for he had a new pet on the way, and was anxious to meet her. From what he could understand, she was an adorable blond girl, just the sort he craved at the moment. He didn't take his usual second to pause and wonder if he was spending the massive amount of money he had made from playing the stock market before the recession was being well spent. At the moment, he simply wanted his blond. He had already prepared the room for her arrival.

Vincent was fairly young for someone with a good deal of money. He was just out of college when he gained shares in his father's business and managed to play the stock prices so expertly, his own fortune soon surpassed his father's. He ran a hand through his short and unkempt sandy hair as he thought about the past, a thought which always gave him a light chuckle. Irritated, he checked his watch once more.

Finally, he heard the door to his office creak open. Vincent sat in a large and overstuffed red chair, facing away from the door. This was common practice. A small mirror on his desk allowed him to see his new pet before she could see him and he soon found his mouth watering. Oh, the things he would do with her. However, he still wished to follow his usual protocol.

One of Vincent's hands pointed towards the box that was just inside the doorway. It was a massive oak chest, with a stuffed interior for keeping the expensive products inside safe. "There's a camera and plenty of toys in there. Set up the camera where it can see you, take off everything below your waste and make yourself cum. Make sure it gets on film. If I'm not satisfied, I'll find some other pet worth spending money on." He commented, making sure to stress the money factor.
 
At his request, Amelia nodded, somewhat disappointed that she couldn't see his face. Nevertheless, she stepped out of the blue jeans she was wearing, followed shortly after by her lacy underwear. Only then did she move towards the chest, carefully lifting up the heavy lid. The entire thing was huge, but the padded interior made it seem a little bit smaller, even if not by much. There was a small camera resting near the top of the chest, and assuming that it was the one he was referring to, Amelia lifted it out to put on the ground beside her.

Next came the task of finding the appropriate toy, a decision that was not to be taken lightly. He'd said it himself, if she didn't satisfy him with this performance, she'd be kicked back out on the streets, and that was something she couldn't risk. After sifting through the insane amounts of fancy, expensive looking toys Amelia finally decided on a large wireless vibrator, complete with a branch off specifically for her clitoris. Settling herself on the floor, her bare legs spread wide apart, she placed the camera at an angle she hoped would satisfy him. Once that was taken care of, she pressed the button to start recording, and got down to business.

Amelia started with the vibrator at a relatively low setting, pushing it inside of her gently. Only once it was in fully did she turn the setting up, a moan bursting out of her as she did so. Starting out slowly, she started to move it in and out of her body, occasionally upping the level on the toy as she did so. The extended branch buzzed against her clit every time the toy was completely inside of her, never failing to elicit a moan from the girl. Moving faster and faster, Amelia could feel the heat in her groin increasing with every thrust, her back beginning to arch with pleasure as she did so. At this rate, it wouldn't be much longer until she came, hopefully pleasing the man still facing away from her.

With one final long thrust, she felt her orgasm rush over her, another shuddering moan escaping her. She slipped the toy out, one hand fumbling to turn it off as she did so. And even though Amelia knew that he would likely want her to get right back up, she lay there for a moment more, her breath coming in heavy gasps.
 
((Ahh! Sorry. Short post is short))

Vincent checked his watch one more to see how long it had taken her. Less than ten minutes. Impressive. He let out a tiny chuckle, having seen the entire scene in his mirror. He admired her determination, and her willingness to instantly do what he said. Both were traits he admired in candidates for potential pets. Too boot, she was gorgeous. Vincent decided he had to have her. He checked the mirror once more to make sure she had ran the camera properly before turning around in his chair to greet her.

Vincent offered a slight smirk as he saw her still laying on the ground. "I hope that wasn't too intense for you." He mocked, his eyes caressing her body and scouting his potential prospect. She was very tasty looking indeed. "If it was, you're not going to be having much fun in the near future." He laughed. It was true. She would be having many, many orgasms in the next twenty four hours. It was all part of Vincent's process of housebreaking pets. "By the way, you can keep that." He mentioned, guesting to the vibrator on the floor.

"Now, was that too intense for you, or are you ready to continue?" Vincent asked, his usual condescending tone present in his voice.
 
((Quite alright! Mine isn't much better...))

Her chest was still heaving up and down when he spoke, and only at the sound of his voice did she sit up. She could hear the obvious mocking in his voice, and she refused to let it get to her. "But of course not, sir." Amelia murmured, finally able to get a good look at his face now that he had turned around. He was surprisingly young, not too much older than herself, yet he obviously had a significant amount of money, if their surroundings were anything to go by. Definitely the type of man that could be dating models if he wanted to. So then why was he paying her...?

Trying to judge his emotions by simply staring at him wouldn't do Amelia any good, so she adjusted the position she was in on the floor, grabbing hold of the vibrator once more. If he said she could have such an expensive toy, then she'd accept it in a heartbeat. Though the way he was looking at her made her think she would never need a sex toy again... With his eyes practically undressing her, Amelia wondered for a brief moment if she'd gotten in over her head. But when his deep voice interrupted her ponderings, those thoughts flew from her head.

"For you, sir," She began, rising to her feet once more, and taking a couple of steps closer to his large chair, "I will always be ready to continue."
 
((Sorry! I died for a little while! I'm back now!))

Vincent chuckled as he examined her a little more closely. She was appealing looking, a unique charm to her. Her willingness to pleasure herself certainly won her points in Vincent's book, and he made a mental note to test to see just how far she would go in the future. He stored the thought before turning his attention to the matters at hand. She could follow orders. It was time to test her creativity.

Vincent nodded as she stepped closer, a faint smirk breaking over the front of his face. "There's better, but you can keep that one for now," he explained. He wondered what her reaction to some of his more elaborate toys would be. He decided to leave it up to her imagination. "Now, two doors down, there's a walk in closet. You can probably find something your size", Vincent explained, spinning around in his chair slightly. "Ideally something sexy". He laughed, licking his lips.

"And hold onto that tape. There's some fun to be had with it yet", he foreshadowed.
 
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