Sins of the Father (Sindy Hunter and ShadowSins)

[Sindy Hunter]

Robyn Alcock ended the phone call and gave a sigh of relief. She had just been given an appointment for a job interview, a position she had applied for just one day ago. Robyn had been applying for a least ten jobs a day since she had moved into town with her two teenage daughters, Lucy and Jasmine. Robyn was desperate to find employment, her only money was her savings, and she had almost spent all of it.

Eight years ago, things were very different for Robyn. She was married to Jeff Lester who she had met at college. They were both enrolled in a business studies course and soon became romantically involved which led to marriage when they were both aged twenty-two. On completion of their college courses, Robyn went to work as a project administrator while Jeff continued his studies and became a forensic accountant. Both had successful careers, Robyn became PA to one of the directors of the company at which she worked, and Jeff was taken on by a large financial institution.

As time went by the only interruption in their careers was the birth of their two daughters, born a year apart. Robyn gave up her job for a couple of years but was soon lured back to work by an offer from a competitor of the company she originally worked for. Jeff continued to climb the corporate ladder and became the head of the investment department of an international finance house. Life seemed perfect, they had a big house, luxury cars, and the girls attended the best private schools.

Then one day Jeff was visited by the federal police. He was handcuffed, taken from his workplace and held for several hours. Robyn was shocked and completely surprised, unable to believe her husband could be involved with anything illegal. When she next saw her husband, he told her it was all a mistake and everything would be OK, but over the next six months the authorities put together a watertight case and Jeff was charged with multiple counts of money laundering and embezzlement. Jeff chose to fight the charges and huge sums of money were spent on the best legal teams and the trial ran for almost three years, but ultimately, he was found guilty and sent to prison for a considerable time.

This is when Robyn's life imploded. People she thought of as friends abandoned her, her own employer made it clear that they didn't want to be associated in any way with the trial and pressured Robyn into resigning. Although the trial had ended there seemed to be no end to bills that continued to arrive for various legal costs and court charges. The press continually hounded Robyn, making claims that her husband had hidden a large amount of money into a secret account, despite that there had been no mention of any such thing at the trial.

Robyn tried to find another job, but nobody wanted to be tainted by the reputation of her husband. Eventually, due to being unable to find alternative employment and the constant rumours that she had been in some way involved in her husband's crimes, Robyn had no choice but to sell the house and move. The sale of the family home just about cleared the outstanding debuts and provided enough money to purchase a two-bedroom detached house in a town on the other side of the country.

Robyn took the decision to revert to her maiden name, not wanting any chance of her husband's crime influencing her new life. Her daughters were not keen on the move. Lucy was close to sitting her end-of-year exams and was worried relocation would ruin her studies. Lucy's sister Jasmine was annoyed that she would lose all her friends. Unlike her sister, Tabatha was only interested in having a good time. For her studying was at the bottom of her priorities, she used the school as a social centre, somewhere to meet up with her dubious friends, find out where the latest parties were, which bands were coming to town and a place to score alcohol, cigarettes and the odd bag of grass. For Robyn, taking Jasmine away from all those bad influences was at least one good thing to come out of the whole sorry episode. She hoped her daughter would settle down without the distraction of her loser friends.

Getting her daughters into the local school and setting up their new home had almost wiped out the last of Robyn's savings. Her employment search had been fruitless, the openings for administrators or secretarial positions were seemingly non-existent in the small town, and the response from all the other jobs she had applied for said she was too qualified. So, when she received the call to attend the interview Robyn was overjoyed. The appointment was early the following day, so Robyn spent the remainder of the day preparing and laying out her best business outfit. She wondered if it was too much for a small company but decided she needed to make the best impression possible.

At 10:00 the next morning Robyn arrived at the company's reception. The appearance of the company building was reassuring, if not impressive. It looked well-maintained and the staff appeared busy. Robyn hoped that her previous experience and skills would be transferable, her previous roles had mainly been in data management and finance, and she regarded her PA duties as something of an add-on.

Robyn entered the building and reported to the reception desk. A woman, who looked to be in her fifties, greeted her. When Robyn stated she was there for the interview the woman at the reception desk grinned and looked at Robyn more closely. The woman then asked her to take a seat. Shortly, after a crackled message from the intercom, the receptionist looked up and asked Robyn to go through to the room where the interview was being held. Robyn stood up, took a deep breath to steady her nerves, and strode purposefully into the room. Giving a warm smile when she saw the man waiting, Robyn introduced herself. "Hello, Mr Simon. I'm Robyn Alcock. Nice to meet you…"

 

[ShadowSins]

Richard Simon stood at his office window and gazed out at the grey factory halls that lay before him like sleeping giants. He had never asked to take over the family business. But when his father died suddenly two years ago, he had no other choice. His mother had died a few years earlier after an illness, leaving him as the only heir to the company.

The small company in the province, which had specialised in custom tools for the construction industry, was his father's life's work. High-quality specialized drills, cutters, and other tools, that were considered the best on the market for years. But times had changed. Cheaper competitors, aggressive pricing strategies and a general decline in demand for quality tools had left the company in crisis. Since the takeover by Richard, things had only gone downhill. Turnover fell and losses accumulated. Richard felt overwhelmed and became increasingly disillusioned.

And then there was the thing with the women. Richard was good-looking, he knew that. He had that youthful look that all women seemed to adore, those green eyes that always looked a little too intense, as if they saw something that the others didn't. And his body, fit, well-trained, always ready for the next fight, be it in the gym or in one of the countless clubs he regularly visited. But it was also this body that so often stood in his way. His flammable temper, his impatience, his roughness - they had ensured that none of his relationships had lasted. They had all left him, often with wild insults, sometimes his father even had to give them some money so that the police wouldn't get involved.

Richard knew that he was not an easy person. He had his faults, he knew his weaknesses, he knew his demons. But he was tired of being ruled by circumstances. The past had shown him that honest work alone did not lead to success. He was prepared to break new paths - even if these paths required criminal activities and tricks. He no longer wanted to watch his father's business slowly fall into the abyss and he ended up with nothing. The company had to be saved, whatever the cost. And he also wanted to have fun again, in every sense of the term.

His eyes travelled around the office that had once belonged to his father. The room was filled with heavy, dark wood furniture typical of a 1980s executive office - a solid mahogany desk with leather inlays, matching filing cabinets and a large credenza. The carpet was a muted beige, slightly worn, with a faint geometric pattern. A few framed certificates and motivational posters hung on the walls, their colours now faded. The bookshelves were filled with leather-bound volumes, business guides and a few family photos in tarnished frames, relics of another time when his father ran the business with confidence and ambition. The only things that didn't fit in were the modern telephone and the laptop on the desk.

But for Richard, this all were just relics of a bygone era, memories of a time when success seemed a given. He felt a touch of bitterness when he thought of the many attempts to get the company back on track. He had hired consultants, had the best people at his side, and yet it all seemed to have been in vain. Nothing had worked, only cost him huge amounts of money. The company was slipping through his fingers like sand, and he knew that if something didn't change soon, he would soon have nothing left.

Over the last few weeks, Richard had thought a lot and finally made a plan. He needed someone by his side to help him get the company back on track. But it couldn't be just anyone. He needed a woman, very attractive, sexy and charming, who could accompany him to trade fairs and sales negotiations and influence suppliers and customers with her feminine charms and possibly more. The idea came to him when he observed a competitor using similar tactics on a business trip. The decision was made. He would advertise the position as a personal assistant to the management, describe the tasks only vaguely at first and then, once the employment contract was signed, find ways and methods to get her to do what he wanted. And he already had a pretty clear idea of what he wanted her to do.

Now Richard was sitting in his office waiting for Robyn Alcock. She had only recently applied for the job, but her photo and CV had immediately convinced him that she was the right person and she had been given an appointment for an interview straight away. He had to admit that her appearance made him slightly tense and he was curious to see how she would present herself. While he was looking through the documents again, Miss Winter announced over the intercom that Robyn Alcock had arrived.

He thought briefly of Miss Winter, he had always suspected that his father had had an affair with her. She had never been married and had been devastated for months after his father's death. Richard had kept her in the company because she knew everything. But he was sure that she had slept with his father when his mother was still alive. Maybe they had even done it on the desk he was sitting at, it flashed through his mind before he turned his attention to the door and waited for his guest.

When Robyn entered the office and greeted him, Richard stood up and shook her hand. 'Good morning, Miss Alcock,' he greeted her with a very charming smile that surprised even himself. 'I'm glad you could come so quickly.' Richard sat down again and looked Robyn over carefully. She looked a bit different in reality than in the photo, but the application photo was probably a bit older. And in reality she was even hotter than in the photo, damn hot, no doubt about it, just right for his plans. He leant back. 'The job I want to offer you is a challenge,' he began vaguely. 'It involves supporting me in important business negotiations, trade fair visits and exhibitions. You will be travelling a lot and playing a central role in our team.'

He realised that she was getting curious and continued: 'You would be my personal assistant.' Richard tried to find the right words without giving too much away. 'I need someone who is not only well organized, but who can also read and influence people. Someone who understands what's at stake and is prepared to do whatever it takes to achieve our goals. From what I can see from your CV, you fit that profile perfectly.'

He looked at her carefully. Robyn was the perfect candidate for the job, for him, for what he had in mind for her. He knew she suspected there was more to it than he was telling her. He couldn't reveal too much, couldn't tell her too much, not until she had signed the contract. And so he continued to make the job attractive to her, so that she would ask as few questions as possible. 'You will get a decent salary, travel and other expenses will be covered, of course, but I expect full commitment, a high degree of flexibility in working hours and a willingness to travel. The contract is ready to sign and you can start immediately. But don't think too long, of course many people have applied for this job'. She would never know that he was lying and that she was the only candidate he was considering, so Richard looked at Robyn expectantly and waited for her response.

 

[Sindy Hunter]

As Robyn smiled and shook hands with Richard, she was surprised at his age. She had expected somebody in their fifties or sixties to be in charge. Robyn was somewhat distracted by the revelation of Richard's age since she had never worked for anyone younger than herself. She had already noticed his eyes roaming over her body but that was something she had experienced many times before when meeting men for the first time.

Robyn sat and listened as Richard described what the role of his Personnel Assistant would involve. Nothing Richard said was unexpected and Robyn felt confident she could readily fulfil the tasks Richard described. It seemed Richard was suitably impressed by her previous experience.

The only issue Robyn had was that travel appeared to be a major part of the job. She wasn’t keen on leaving her daughters alone for extended periods. An overnight stay would be the most Robyn would feel comfortable about. Being so new in town Robyn hadn’t made friends with anyone she would trust to look after her daughters in her absence. Despite her reservation Robyn said nothing. It was more important that she got the job and the income it would provide. Once she was employed again and her financial issues were resolved, Robyn told herself she could immediately start looking for something more suitable.

Richard outlined how important it would be for Robyn to be fully committed to the company and demonstrate flexibility in all aspects of her role. He then told Robyn that the job was hers if she wanted it, but there were already other candidates Richard could offer the position to. Robyn thought she heard a hint of desperation in Richard’s voice. Normally it would have made her cautious, as to why she was being offered such a high-level position with such a brief interview, but Robyn was desperate too and happily accepted the offer.

Richard smiled at Robyn’s acceptance. He said he would get his secretary to print out the contract and while that was being done he would give Robyn a tour of the company. Richard pressed the intercom button on his desk and asked Miss Winter to prepare the employment contract.

“Certainly, Mr Simon… Could I speak to you in private for a moment?” replied Miss Winter.

Richard apologised to Robyn for the interruption and left his office to see Miss Winter. The older woman smiled and indicated they should step into an empty office to talk. Andrew asked Miss Winter what she wanted to talk about.

“Mr Simon… Richard… I’ve noticed how much you have been struggling since your father passed…” said Miss Winter, with concern in her voice.

Richard gave her a quizzical look as she continued.

“When your father started the company he faced the same pressures as you do now… He overcame his problems by doing exactly what you are now planning” explained Miss Winter.

Richard looked shocked and slightly embarrassed, but before he could speak Miss Winter added, “Your father was a great man and there is no shame in following in his footsteps. I have seen your recent emails and listened to your telephone calls, so I know what your intentions are for Miss Alcock... You can fire me now if you want, but I can help you take control of her… I was her… For your father”.

Richard gave Miss Winter a look of disbelief and she smiled at him before saying. “Go and show her around the factory. By the time you finish, I will have her contract prepared... the same contract I signed... one that will make you Miss Alcock’s owner.

 

[ShadowSins]

Richard stared at Miss Winter, her words echoing in his head. Not only had she seen through his plans with Robyn, she was even prepared to help him. And not only that, no, his father had had the same plans back then and had made Miss Winter, Victoria, his personal property! At first he was shocked, but then suddenly some things made sense that he had hardly realized before. Yes, Vic, as his father had always called Miss Winter, had often dressed very sexy when clients came to negotiate, Richard had thought nothing of it, he had never been interested in the company. Then there were the many business trips Miss Winter had accompanied his father on, which had given him the idea that they were having an affair. But that it had been so much more than an affair had never crossed his mind.

And now she was offering to help him to own Robyn. Because that was exactly his plan, to get her to sign the contract that she couldn't get out of and that allowed him to demand everything from Robyn, to do everything for him and everything for the company. He straightened his shoulders and said with a smile. 'I'm really surprised, Miss Winter. And I think we should talk about our future collaboration after Miss Alcock has signed the contract. Prepare the contract. Make sure it's ... watertight.' Miss Winter nodded, her smile widening. 'Leave that to me, Mr Simon. When you've finished your tour, everything will be ready.'

Richard took a deep breath, turned round and left the small office. He felt Miss Winter's eyes on him as he returned to his own office, where Robyn was waiting for him. She was sitting with her hands folded tidily in her lap, looking around with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. 'Sorry,' Richard said, covering his inner turmoil with a polite smile. 'Just a few business matters that require my immediate attention.' Richard pointed to the door. 'Shall we start the tour?'

As they walked through the corridors of the factory, Richard showed her around the various departments and introduced her to some of the staff, who all seemed a little surprised to see him walking around with a new employee. They walked through the production hall, where the machines hummed with mechanical precision, and then into the quieter administrative offices. On the way through the factory, Richard saw several men staring lustfully at Robyn, confirming his belief that she was perfect for the role he had in mind for her.

Robyn listened attentively and asked questions about the company's history and operations. Richard answered them in a calm, confident voice, but his mind was racing. He couldn't stop thinking about the contract Miss Winter had drawn up and the consequences it would bring. Would Robyn realise what she was signing? Would she fight back? And if she did, what then?

Meanwhile, Miss Winter prepared the contract. She remembered very well how she had come into Walter Simon's hands. Walter had also been looking for a personal assistant for the same tasks Richard had in mind and had immediately shortlisted her because of her attractive looks. Victoria remembered that she urgently needed money at the time and that Walter had given her a very long contract with lots of small print and complicated sentences, which she only skimmed through briefly. She signed blindly, so to speak, and Walter very quickly made her realise what she had signed.

Because between the long sentences there was a series of obligations that were very clear and unambiguous: ...The employee undertakes to obey the will of the managing director unconditionally and to submit to all orders and regulations...

At another point it says even more clearly: ...The employee makes her body available to the managing director to satisfy his sexual desires of any kind and at any time...

And further: ...The employee performs sexual acts of any kind with other persons on the instructions of the managing director...

To make the contract watertight, it also contained a clause stating that cancellation of the contract or refusal to comply with instructions would result in a claim for breach of contract and compensation of £1,000,000. This sum was expressed in words so that it would not immediately jump out at the reader when skimming the contract.

Victoria went on to remember the first time Walter had used her, literally used her. Shortly after signing the contract, he had called her into his office, ordered her to bend over the desk and to lift her skirt. Victoria was shocked at the time, protested loudly and wanted to call the police, but Walter then read her the relevant passages of the contract and gave her the choice of obeying him or paying the fine. He also made her realise that pressing legal charges would be useless, as the judge and the local prosecutor were his best friends.

And so Victoria let Walter use her and let him fuck her for the first time. Already on the very same day she had to suck Walter's cock. Many more times were to follow and similar 'services' to customers and suppliers quickly became part of her everyday life. And Victoria not only became Walter's submissive sex toy, but also his accomplice, because quite a few contracts were 'won' by blackmailing clients with photos of their, sometimes bizarre, sex games with Victoria.

At first reluctantly, but slowly more and more willingly, Victoria followed Walter's instructions, she was generously rewarded after successful deals and slowly found more and more pleasure in her 'job'. One could say that over time, Victoria became a real slut.

Today she would make sure that she would continue to have fun in the future. She had included in the contract that Robyn had to obey her also at all times and be ready for sex. And her cunt began to twitch at the idea.

And just as Victoria had become Walter's property back then, Robyn would now become Richard's property as well as Victoria's if she skimmed over the contract as carelessly as Victoria had done back then.

Richard led Robyn back to his office while his mind raced. When they entered, Miss Winter was waiting for them with a stack of papers in her hand and a knowing look in her eyes. 'Here's the contract, Mr Simon,' she said, handing it to him. 'Miss Alcock just has to sign it.' Richard took the papers and handed them to Robyn. 'As I said, you can start immediately,' he said gently. 'The sooner, the better.'

 

[Sindy Hunter]

During the tour of the factory, Robyn began to have doubts about working in engineering. She had no former experience in that industry and much of what Richard spoke about Robyn didn’t fully understand, although she did her best to take part in the conversation.

When they arrived back at Richard’s office all of Robyn’s doubts evaporated when she saw Miss Winter put the employment contract on Richard’s desk and she offered Robyn a pen. Richard emphasised his eagerness for Robyn to accept his offer, telling her she could start work immediately.

Robyn was flattered by the attention she was receiving but her business brain was still functioning and she knew she needed to perform some due diligence before signing. “Thank you for your very generous offer, Mr Simon. I’d like to read the contract before signing”.

As Robyn began reading, Miss Winter left the office, returning a few minutes later with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. “I think this auspicious moment is worthy of celebration!” Miss Winter announced as she removed the cork from the champagne bottle, resulting in a loud pop.

Miss Winter’s intervention was enough to distract Robyn. What she read up to then was standard contract content. Robyn didn’t think there would be anything else included that would be out of the ordinary. The atmosphere in the room became quite jolly and Robyn was swept along by the moment. “Wow, I have to admit I’ve never felt so wanted by an employer…” said Robyn as she took a glass of drink from Miss Winter. Robyn turned to Richard and said “I think this is going to be an exciting and interesting new phase of my life. Although I have a lot to learn about your company and products, I look forward to proving that you have made the right decision in employing me”.

Without further hesitation, Robyn signed and dated the contract. When Richard counter-signed the document Miss Winter gave a barely audible sigh and slowly licked her lips as a wave of lust flooded her body. She could see the excitement in Richard and wondered if he would be able to control himself.

Richard asked Robyn if she did want to start work at that very moment. “I would like to, but I have another appointment today…” replied Robyn. She didn’t want to let Richard know she had children until she felt she had no option. Robyn also needed to speak to Lucy and Jasmin about her being away from home occasionally. Richard looked disappointed, but forced a smile, saying he understood and looked forward to seeing Robyn the following day.

Once Robyn had left the office, Miss Winter offered a toast. “Here is to the creation of the filthiest, sluttiest, most obedient corporate slut ever!”. Both she and Richard chuckled as they clinked their glasses together.

~~ ## ~~

While Robyn was attending her job interview, her daughters were at school. It was the mid-morning break and the sisters met up in the schoolyard.

“Hey Lucy, was that Joan Russ you were talking to?” Jasmin urgently asked her sister. Joan Russ led a group of disruptive pupils. They were recognised as the hard cases in school. Jasmin had been trying to join the group, to try and score drink and drugs, but with no success. Joan and her friends were too suspicious of the new girl.

Lucy gave a sister a quizzical look, wondering why she was so excited. “Yeah… She wanted to know why I was in detention last night” explained Lucy. It was the first time, ever, that Lucy had been in trouble at school. She had corrected a teacher’s statement, pointing out that it was incorrect and that the original fact had been disproved several years ago. The teacher was embarrassed and tried to bluff their way through the situation, but Lucy wouldn’t back down. Eventually, the teacher lost their temper and put Lucy in detention for insolence.

“What else did Joan say?” asked Jasmine impatiently. Lucy began to become irritated by her sister’s interrogation. “Calm down Jas!... She asked if I wanted to meet up with her and her friends after school”. Jasmine looked peeved, unable to believe her ‘goody-two-shoes’ sister had been invited to hang out with the cool kids.

“And? Are you going?” asked Jasmine desperately. “No… Of course not!” replied Lucy, adding “I told her I’ve got too much homework to do”. Jasmine cried out in disbelief, “What the fuck?... Look, Lu… Can you go and speak to Joan?… See if you can get some cigarettes from her?”. Lucy shook her head in disbelief. “Are you really that desperate for a smoke, Jas?... You should pack it in, it’s a disgusting habit… It makes you stink and clogs your lungs”.

Jasmine was quickly losing her cool and begged, “Yeah!… Yeah!… Yeah!. I know all that shit!…. Please, Lu… Just this once… Maybe you could introduce me and you won’t have to speak to Joan again!”. Lucy stared at her sister and saw how desperate she was. “OK… Just this once…” relented Lucy, adding “You better give me some money, I doubt she will be giving them away”.

Jasmin pulled a few crumpled notes from her pocket and gave them to Lucy who then went looking for Joan. A few minutes later Lucy returned. “Here…” said Lucy pushing a pack of ten cigarettes into Jasmine’s hand. “Oh, thanks Lu!” gasped Jasmine as she took hold of the packet, asking “How much were they?”. “Whatever you gave me… Joan took all of it” replied Lucy. Jasmine frowned, it had been all her money, but she was relieved she could finally have a smoke.

“Did you tell Joan who I was?... That I’m your sister?” Jasmine asked Lucy. “Yeah, I did… She said she doesn’t want a ‘posing bitch’ in her crew.” replied Lucy, trying but failing to stifle a grin. Jasmine gave a snort of derision, “Fuck her!... Probably a raving dyke… You should be careful Lu, she probably wants you to be her new girlfriend!”.

The girls returned to class, both feeling better than before the break. Jasmine had her cigarettes and Lucy felt for once she had been more popular than her sister.

 

[ShadowSins]

After Richard and Victoria had clinked glasses, Richard kept his eyes fixed on Victoria. A boyish smile played around his lips as he said with a slight undertone: "As I said, we should talk about our future collaboration. It seems that in you I have found an extremely cunning and calculating partner from whom I can still learn a lot."

Victoria received his words with an amused smile and slowly approached him. Her eyes sparkled with promise as her hand lightly stroked his thigh and slowly travelled higher. Her voice was little more than a whisper, soft and seductive: 'I bet you can still learn a lot from me in many ways...'. Her tone was a mixture of promise and challenge, and a smile played around her lips as she looked deep into his eyes.

Although older women were not normally his cup of tea, Richard felt Victoria's approach trigger an unexpected excitement in him and made his cock twitch a little. Victoria noticed, withdrew her hand with an amused laugh and said, 'You will have many more opportunities to benefit from my experience. But there are more important things to do now. We need to confront Robyn with the hidden clauses in the contract as soon as possible and prepare her for her new role. The company is on shaky ground and we urgently need new orders. I'll organise for Robyn to get some appropriate outfits for her. Tomorrow she'll try them on and give us a little fashion show. And when we get to the last - the sluttiest - outfit, you'll introduce her to her new role as our corporate slut.'

Richard was once again impressed by Victoria's calculation and just nodded. His thoughts, however, centred on how Robyn would react and how he could prevent her from going straight to the police. As if Victoria had guessed his thoughts, she added with a devilish smile: 'Perhaps it would be best if I locked the door as soon as you start the introductions and you present the contract to her in such a way that she can't miss the crucial passages. If she recognises the hopelessness of her situation, she will quickly surrender and, if necessary, you will have to use a little force to help her accept her role.'

Richard knew what this was about, it wouldn't be the first time he had forced a woman to have sex. Victoria knew that too. His father Walter had told her more than once that he had paid another few thousand pounds for his son as hush money to a slut.

Then Victoria set off to do the shopping and Richard picked up the phone and rang his friend Michael Foster. 'Mike, it's amazing! We got a slut to sign the contract. I say we because the good Miss Winter helped me with it. And you know what, her name is Robyn Alcock. Alcock, can you tell? She's definitely going to get a lot of cock!' he babbled excitedly.

Richard and Michael had known each other since their student days. They often went out clubbing to pick up women and had shared a woman in a threesome more than once. Michael knew about Richard's plans and would also get his fun with the company slut. 'Unbelievable, Rick. That someone would just sign a contract without reading it. That's going to be an awakening,' Michael laughed. 'I'm looking forward to showing Miss Alcock my cock, but what was that about Miss Winter?' Richard told him what he had learnt about Victoria in the meantime and that she was on board as an accomplice. They chatted a little more, then Richard ended the conversation because he had to plan the next customer appointments that Robyn would be attending.

~~ ## ~~

Joan watched the two sisters from a distance as she leant against the rough bricks of the school wall. She could feel Lucy's looks in her direction, that mixture of curiosity and suspicion she often saw in people she met. Little Lucy was really cute. She probably thought she could give Joan the money and then just disappear again as if nothing had happened. But ever since she had corrected the teacher in class yesterday, Joan had had her in her sights.

Jasmine, on the other hand, who was trying very hard to join the group, didn't understand. She thought she could impress Joan and her friends by simply copying one of them, acting the same, talking the same and smoking the same as them. But she had no idea what it really meant to be part of Joan's group. She was just another girl desperately trying to be someone she wasn't.

When Joan wanted something, she got it. Jasmine was just a distraction, but Lucy ... She had caught Joan's eye as soon as the two sisters had first entered the classroom. The little girl with the long blonde hair had triggered something in Joan. She actually had a boyfriend, and they had already had sex together, and she had already sucked a cock or two, but Lucy triggered a new desire in her, a desire that Joan wanted to satisfy, that Lucy should satisfy. Joan then began to make a plan.

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Robyn was elated that she was now employed again. It seemed an age since she had last worked and she was beginning to think she would never return to her chosen profession. To celebrate her good fortune she stopped at the local supermarket and purchased the ingredients for the family evening meal, a chicken casserole, and also picked up a bottle of wine to share with her daughters.

Once Robyn arrived home she began preparing for the following day, her first day in her new position. By the time her daughters came home from school, Robyn had prepared the dinner and researched Richard's company as much as possible. She had even tried to familiarize herself with the engineering terms and technology she had encountered during the factory tour.

"Hey, Mom... We're home!" called out Lucy as she and Jasmine entered the house. Jasmine then excitedly asked, "Is that chicken casserole I can smell?". The sisters found their mother sitting at the kitchen table with her laptop. She was smiling brightly, something the girls hadn't seen in a long time.

"Good news, girls!... I've just been employed... I'm now the P.A. to the owner of the engineering company just out of town" declared Robyn. The sisters congratulated their mother and then a barrage of questions began.

"Will I get a bigger allowance?" asked Jasmine. She was materialistic and spent money as soon as she got it. Before her father was jailed Jasmine was very much a 'daddy's girl'. She knew exactly how to play her father to get her way, sometimes getting him to go against Robyn's decisions. Her father was like a cash machine to Jasmine, she just had to press his buttons to get money.

Lucy was more concerned with her education. She still had one more year to spend at school and was worried she wouldn't get the grades she wanted in her final exams. The content of the curriculum trailed behind that of her former school. Lucy was finding it difficult to fully engage in classes and certainly wasn't being motivated. She couldn’t wait to leave and start college. "Do you think I could change schools, next year?" Lucy asked hopefully.

Robyn knew how unhappy her daughters had been since they had moved to their new home. Lucy had lost the high-level education she revelled in and Jasmine had lost her friends and social life. As a mother, she wished she could instantly change their circumstances, but Robyn knew it would take time before their lives became anything like their former ones.

“Look, girls. I’ve not even done a day's work so don’t get too excited” said Robyn, trying to calm things. “Hopefully, once I get myself fully into the job we can start to look at making changes. But I am going to need help from both of you… There will be occasions when I need to stay away overnight, so I’m trusting you to behave when I’m not here… No parties, no boys visiting!”

Robyn was looking directly at Jasmine when she said the last part of her statement. “Hey! Don’t make me the bad daughter!” exclaimed Jasmine, adding, “I don’t have any friends in this dump… You should be more concerned about Lucy bringing her girlfriend over”. Jasmine gave her sister a smug grin as she teased her. Robyn gave Lucy a questioning look and the younger daughter replied “Jas is just being mean… A girl at school doesn’t like Jas but the girl did speak to me”. Robyn just shook her head, dismissing the exchange as sisters taunting each other.

“I don’t really care who is speaking to who at school. I just want you both to promise me you will behave while I’m away” said Robyn sternly. Both sisters agreed they wouldn’t misbehave, but Robyn still had doubts. She then addressed Jasmine’s request for an increase in her allowance. “Jasmine you will be finishing school in a couple of weeks” stated Robyn and then continued, “If you continue your education you will continue to receive an allowance, but if you don’t you will need to get a job. I’m not having you lounge around here treating the place like a hotel… So you better think about what you are going to do!”.

After the family discussion, Robyn and her daughter had dinner, with the girls being treated to a glass of wine. After dinner Lucy went to her room to do homework and Jasmine flopped in front of the television. Robyn returned to her computer and continued to prepare for her first day in her new job, keen to make a good first impression with Richard.

 

[ShadowSins]

Miss Winter walked through the narrow streets of the small town, her goal was clear: she had to find three outfits that would both highlight Robyn's physical attributes and be sure to attract the attention - of the mostly male customers - in the desired way.

Victoria entered the boutique, the shop was small but tastefully decorated, and she was immediately greeted by the scent of fresh flowers and expensive perfumes. The sales assistants - all young, pretty and perfectly styled - greeted her with a professional smile, which quickly turned into a genuine smile when they recognised Victoria. She was a good customer here.

'What can we do for you, Miss Winter?' asked one of the sales assistants, a blonde beauty with bright blue eyes who kept trying to catch Victoria's eye. Victoria enjoyed the attention. She knew that, despite her age, she was still attractive in her own way - elegant, with a certain toughness that attracted men but also had an effect on women, which she enjoyed - and often took advantage of.

'Today I'm looking for something... Something special,' Victoria began, running her eyes over the clothes on display. 'Three outfits. One for the office, one for dinner and the last one ... for a night in a club. And all three should be a little... a little more casual than usual.'

The blonde saleswoman smiled smugly. 'For you, Miss Winter?'

'No,' Victoria replied, leaning forward slightly, her voice lowered as if she wanted to share a secret. 'For a work colleague. She's new. Very ... naive.'

The shop assistant nodded, her eyes sparkling. 'I understand. Wait here, I have a few ideas.'

The saleswoman came back and held up a tight-fitting business suit. The pencil skirt ended above the knee, tight enough to emphasise Robyn's slim legs and hips, but just long enough not to look too much inappropriate.

'Perfect for the office, don't you think?' the shop assistant asked, holding the outfit in front of her own body.

Victoria nodded and smiled slightly. 'Yes, it will attract attention... And provide the right kind of distraction.'

Next, the saleswoman presented a blue cocktail dress that would flatter Robyn's skin. It was tight-fitting, emphasising her narrow waist and toned hips. The neckline was seductive but tasteful. Victoria could imagine Robyn wearing it on a dinner night, the eyes of the men on her, who would only have one thing on their minds.

'And for the club?' Victoria asked, her eyes sparkling as the saleswoman pulled out a top and a mini skirt. It was... daring. No, it was slutty! And that's exactly what it should be. By the time Richard took his customers and Robyn to a nightclub after the negotiations, Robyn would be in action and this outfit would ensure that the mission was a success.

'Very... ...slutty,' Victoria remarked with a lustful smile. 'Just what I'm looking for.' And she was for a short moment thinking how the blonde would look like wearing it.

The beauty took a step closer, her smile widening. 'I hope your colleague likes it.'

'Oh, she will,' Victoria replied, accepting the dresses. 'But that's not really important, is it?'

The shop assistant laughed softly. 'No, Miss Winter, I guess it's not.'

Victoria winked at her and went to the checkout. She felt the shop assistant's eyes on her as she paid. Part of her enjoyed that power - not just over Robyn very soon, but over this young woman who was trying to win her favour. Maybe she would come back later to continue the game and have some fun. For now, though, she had work to do.

With dresses in hand, Victoria left the boutique, a satisfied smile on her lips. She had everything she and Richard needed. And Robyn? She would play her part - she would have no choice. Because Miss Winter had another trump card up her sleeve. The underworld contacts she'd built up over the years as Walter's corporate whore gave her access to a variety of resources, one of which she would utilise and let Richard in on beforehand, after which there would be no trouble with Robyn anymore.

~~ ## ~~

Richard Simon leant back in his chair and stared at the ceiling of his office. He had a rough plan for tomorrow. He had already planned many meetings, but this time it was going to be different. He needed the order. His company needed the order.

He remembered the details of the meeting. Mr Thompson, the potential client, a man in his fifties, married but known for his weakness for beautiful women. Richard knew that Thompson's marriage was a fragile house of cards, held together only by social obligations and his unfulfilled love for his children. A marriage that had become as boring as the food his wife served him every night. And Richard would take advantage of that.

But first Robyn had to accept her new role. That was the risky and uncertain part of the plan. He would convince Robyn to play the fashion show Miss Winter had suggested. When the final outfit was presented, he would use her for the first time. She would resist, scream, hit and cry, but the contract was watertight. And with a little force, he would make her realise that, read her the clauses, show her the consequences of the compensation clause. But there was still a risk that she would simply leave the company through the door.

Richard knew that he must be so intimidating to Robyn that she would have no other choice. With that thought, he turned to the other tasks on his desk, not without thinking about how he was going to fuck his new corporate slut tomorrow.

~~ ## ~~

Michael Foster thought back to the conversation with his friend Rick and could hardly believe what he had heard. Rick had actually managed to get a corporate slut. They had talked about this plan many times over the last few weeks and Michael had been sure it would never work, but now someone had actually been stupid enough to blindly sign the contract. He still couldn't believe it.

And in his mind's eye, all the images that he and Rick had had in their heads when they had been thinking about the idea came to mind. Once the girl was broken, they would have a lot of fun with the fuck slut.

But Michael also had problems with his business, he was an officially registered photographer, specialising in wedding photos. And far too often he had taken advantage of a wedding to get it on with one of the bridesmaids. And more than once he had recruited one of the hot maids for his secret second business.

Unknown to the local community, Michael produced 'adult' films and managed to recruit some of them for a porn film. But business was bad, porn was available for free on the internet and there was no end to it, and anyone willing to pay for it wanted something special. But maybe there was something to be done with Rick's new property, he thought, before returning to his overdue tax return.

~~ ## ~~

Thomas Collins was still furious. He couldn't get the little bitch who had embarrassed him yesterday, who had corrected him, out of his mind. How could she correct him in front of all the other students? When she didn't stop, he had given her detention, but his anger hadn't gone away. He was bent on revenge. He wanted to teach the little bitch a lesson.

Thomas was in his early 50s, had been a teacher at the local school for a long time, his wife had left him years ago, she was bored in the small town, he was too boring for her. He had been living alone ever since, and since then the premature girls from the final class had been driving him crazy again and again. But the only way for him to relieve this pressure was to pay for certain services in the nearby town.

And now the new girl, Lucy Lester, had exposed him, he had felt the mocking looks from the others and heard the whispering. He would make Lucy pay for it, she would bitterly regret her contradiction. With these thoughts in mind, he continued to click through the porn sites that were part of his daily consumption.

~~ ## ~~

Joan Russ lay awake in her bed, she had just sent her boyfriend home after a good fuck, she wanted to spend the night alone and let her mind wander.

Ever since she had seen Lucy for the first time, she couldn't get the cute girl out of her mind. Obviously she was also interested when it came to the female sex, Joan thought. There was no other explanation for the tingling in her pussy when she thought of Lucy.

The thought of letting Lucy lick her pussy had electrified Joan every time since she had first seen her, and her decision to seduce Lucy had long been made. With this in mind, her hand slowly travelled over her tits and belly to her pussy and she began to rub it gently.

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Robyn spent the rest of the evening preparing for her first day, in fact, she probably spent too long and it had gone midnight before she went to bed. The next day she woke earlier than normal to ensure she wouldn’t have to rush and left home before her daughters had departed for school. Robyn had chosen a less formal outfit than the one she had worn to the interview and felt more relaxed wearing it.

Arriving at the company buildings Robyn discovered that a parking space had been marked out for her, with the words ‘R. Alcock (CS)’ written at the entrance of the bay. Robyn wondered if there had been a mistake, thinking the wording should have been ‘(PA)’ not ‘(CS)’. She made a mental note to ask Richard about it later.

Entering the building, Robyn found Miss Winter waiting for her. “Good morning Robyn… Richard has an orientation session planned for you today…” explained Miss Winter, adding, “He wants to lay out his ethos for the company moving forward… How he wishes to rebrand the image and culture of the company”. This sounded very exciting to Robyn, being involved at the start of the company’s development.

Miss Winter escorted Robyn to the company conference room. As they walked Miss Winter commented on Robyn’s appearance. ”What a pretty outfit you are wearing… It’s very conservative”. Robyn wasn’t sure if it was a compliment, but replied “Er… Thanks”. On entering the room they found it to be empty. “If you could just wait here for a moment… Richard is just preparing for the session” stated Miss Winter, who then asked, “Would you like a drink while you wait?... We have tea, coffee or orange juice”.

Robyn chose orange juice and Miss Winter left the room and returned moments later with a glass of the fruit juice. “I’ll just go and see what is keeping Richard,” said Miss Winter and left the conference room. She went to Richard’s office and found him at his desk with a glass of vodka. It was obvious Richard still had reservations about what was about to happen, knowing if the plan went wrong all hell could break loose.

“It’s a bit early to be knocking back the hard stuff, isn’t Rik?” teased Miss Winter. Richard gave a frown and Miss Winter chuckled. “Don’t worry… I’ve already given her the MDMA, she will soon be feeling the effects”. Richard didn’t look reassured by Miss Winter’s words. He stood up and paced back and forth, seemingly building himself up for what was to come.

Miss Winter sighed, “Calm down, nothing can go wrong… Even if she runs crying to the authorities who will believe her?... It would be her word against yours, and who is going believe a virtual stranger in town, who is high on ecstasy and has a wrap of coke in her car?”. Richard looked surprised and for the first time, he managed to smile. Now Richard had focused, Miss Winter finished briefing him. “I’ve set up six cameras, so you won’t need to worry about positioning her. The outfits are hung in the restroom, and there are ropes and tape in the drawers of the desks. If you need help at any time just call”.

Richard took a deep breath and Miss Winter stepped up close to him, pressing her large breasts into his chest. She reached down and grasped his manhood through his trousers. “I’d thought you would be fully hard by now!” Miss Winter exclaimed in a husky half-whisper as she began to stroke Richard’s length, bringing a slight moan from him. She brought her mouth close to his ear and whispered “Just think, by the end of the day you will have your very own fuck-toy!... A bare canvas you can turn into the most filthy despicable slut imaginable!”.

Miss Winter could feel Richard was now fully erect and knew that the lust surging through him was more powerful than any synthetic drug. “Now go on Mr Simon… Break the prissy stuck-up little bitch! Show her she’s just an object for your pleasure!”. Miss Winter grinned wickedly as Richard left the office and made his way to the conference room.

 

[ShadowSins]

On the way to the conference room, Richard slowly relaxed, the vodka began to take effect, and Miss Winter's words had also calmed him down. When he had come into the office this morning, she had been waiting for him and told him that she had recently found a new type of MDMA that not only made the user more euphoric, but also triggered a strong sexual desire and lowered her inhibitions. Robyn wouldn't even realise what was happening to her because she wanted it herself. The video would do the rest later.

Richard was amazed at Miss Winter's cunning and slowly realised the success the company had had until his father's death. He entered the conference room and was glad to see that Robyn was halfway through her glass of orange juice, the effects of the drug would soon set in. He approached her, greeted her with a smile and sat down behind his desk.

'Robyn, I noticed yesterday that you were a little unsure during the tour, probably because you have no idea about our products and the construction industry,' he began, noticing Robyn nodding almost unnoticeably. 'I can assure you that your concerns are unfounded, you have all the qualifications I need to support me here,' Richard continued.

'One of your tasks will be to accompany me to negotiations with customers and suppliers. And to create a pleasant atmosphere during negotiations and make our partners feel comfortable. This also includes an appropriate appearance." Richard watched Robyn very closely as he said this, she seemed relieved. He could see from her widened pupils that the MDMA had taken effect. And so he continued with his plan.

'To create this pleasant atmosphere, you need a certain outfit. I have chosen three outfits for you and I would now like you to try on the first one and show it to me. Please go into the next room, where everything is ready, put on the outfit that is first on the table and then come back here.' Richard smiled at Robyn in a friendly but demanding way. She seemed to want to say something, but then changed her mind and followed his instructions.

After a while, the door to the next room opened and Robyn re-entered the room. She was wearing the somewhat provocative business outfit that Miss Winter had chosen. It was close-fitting and emphasised her figure. The white blouse showed off her cleavage and the short black skirt showed more leg than usual for business meetings. Richard noticed Robyn's insecurity and to remove it, he simply gushed: 'Perfect! That's exactly what I had in mind, it will distract our dialogue partners and make the negotiations easier! Very good, Robyn, I knew you were the one!'

The MDMA had now taken full effect and Robyn let herself be euphorised by Richard and smiled at him. He continued: 'Robyn, when we've been through the day's negotiations, it's usual for us to take good clients out to dinner. I've chosen a different outfit for you so that you cut a good figure there too. Please go back to the restroom and try on the blue dress now.' Without hesitation, Robyn followed his instructions and went back into the next room.

Shortly afterwards, she came out again, this time in the blue cocktail dress. Richard was again delighted with Miss Winter's choice. It was eye-catching and seductive without being cheap - just the kind of dress that caught the eye and yet retained an air of elegance. Robyns didn't seem to give it a second thought, moving around the room with an almost light-hearted air.

Now came the decisive point, would Robyn follow his last instruction and put on the sexy club outfit? 'Robyn, we always plan an evening programme for particularly important clients and invite them to a nightclub. Here, the appropriate atmosphere should remove any last doubts about doing business with us. You will also accompany me here so that the partners feel that we are all friends. Please also try on the last outfit. It's a little more daring, but it's just right for the place where you'll be wearing it.

Again there was no objection from Robyn. 'What a hell of a thing, this drug...', Richard thought, 'that would be something for Michael and his secret business', it continued to run through his mind and while he waited impatiently for Robyn, he rose from behind his desk. Now would be the critical moment when the new corporate slut would have her new job explained to her in no uncertain terms.

Then came the final outfit. Robyn hesitated for a moment before opening the door again. This time she wore the club outfit consisting of a tight-fitting mini skirt and a short, shiny, backless top that exposed her flat stomach. The top shimmered silver and caught and reflected the light with every movement. The mini skirt clung to her hips, emphasising her long legs and highlighting her slim silhouette.

Richard noticed a slight uncertainty in Robyn, but the drug had her firmly in its grip and her mind was switched off. He inhaled the air between his teeth, his cock was rock hard by now, this was exactly how he wanted to see his new slut. He walked up to Robyn, gave her and her body admiring glances, stood directly in front of her and whispered in her ear: 'And now, you little slut, I'm going to show you what your main task will be from now on!'

Richard grabbed Robyn, bent her over the desk and spread her legs. He felt that Robyn wanted to resist, but her drugged mind didn't allow any real reaction. With one hand he held Robyn down and pushed her onto the desk, with the other he opened his trousers, pushed up her skirt and pushed Robyn's panties aside. He lubricated his cock with a little spit and then rammed it deep into Robyn's pussy without warning.

Miss Winter watched the action in her office via the screen to which the video cameras were connected and moaned along with Robyn as Richard rammed his cock into Robyn for the first time. Victoria could see Richard fucking Robyn without a single hesitation. Again and again he pushed his cock all the way into Robyn's tight hole. Despite the high dose of MDMA, she seemed to want to fight back, but Richard's firm grip offered no resistance. Miss Winter's hand went under her skirt and she began to massage herself to the rhythm of Richard's strokes.

Richard could feel Robyn trying to resist, parts of her mind didn't want what was happening, but the power of the drug was too strong, slowly she began to moan in time with his thrusts and the resistance slowly faded. Richard felt fantastic, just as he had imagined. Now all that remained was to break the last of the resistance. He pulled his cock out of Robyn's cunt, placed it against her butthole and thrust hard there too. Robyn cried out in pain, but the drugged fog swallowed up this moment too.

It only took a few strokes before Richard cum and his twitching cock filled Robyn's ass with his cum. Satisfied, he bent further over Robyn and put his mouth to her ear. 'Now you know what your job will be, you're my new company slut, my fuck toy. You signed the contract yesterday and probably didn't read all the clauses, so I'll read them to you now.' He grabbed a copy of the contract that was lying handy on the desk and began to read it out, his cock still up Robyn's ass and pressing her against the desk:

'The employee undertakes to obey the will of the managing director unconditionally and to submit to all orders and regulations.'

'The employee makes her body available to the managing director to satisfy his sexual desires of any kind and at any time.'

'The employee performs sexual acts of any kind with other persons on the instructions of the managing director.'

'If these obligations are not followed or the contract is cancelled, a penalty of £1,000,000 will be payable by the employee.'

Richard detached himself from Robyn, let go of her hands and pulled up his trousers. Robyn didn't react, she lay paralysed on the desk. Richard slipped her the copy of the contract and then said, 'The rules are simple, you follow the contract or you pay £1 million. I have this nice fuck here on video that proves you fulfilled the contract willingly and without being forced, the contract you signed willingly and also without being forced."

He continued, 'I'll give you a few minutes now to get yourself together and then we'll discuss the rest of the day, your first appearance at a negotiation will be today.' Richard looked at Robyn's hot ass, slapped it hard, turned and left the conference room. On his way out, he turned round again and called in Robyn's direction, 'I think we're going to have a lot of fun, my hot little corporate slut Miss All-Cocks.'

Miss Winter was already waiting outside the conference room, also making a satisfied impression. 'Respect, Rick, you've done well. The little bitch will slowly come to her senses and remember everything she's just done and left behind. Let's give her some time to think about her future. The video recording is perfect, it looks like she's doing everything willingly the whole time.' Then she ran her hand over his trousers and cock: 'You've got a pretty thing there, I'd love to take care of it if I get the chance', turned round and went back to her office, laughing.

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Robyn was glad of the cool drink. Initially, she took several large gulps. She found the juice refreshing and soon she felt more relaxed and drank more slowly. By the time Richard entered the room, Robyn’s body was glowing and tingling, feeling like she had just finished a gym session. When Richard sat down and Robyn turned to face him, a wave of slight dizziness swept over her.

Richard spoke about the factory tour he had given Robyn, saying he noticed that she appeared to lack in-depth knowledge of the product types or methods of manufacture. Robyn tensed, thinking Richard may have changed his mind about hiring her. When Richard explained that Robyn’s role at the company wouldn’t require her to be familiar with engineering she gave an audible sigh and smiled broadly, even giving a little giggle.

Robyn’s affected reaction surprised her self. She was acting like a tipsy teenage girl rather than a professional adult. The concern only lasted a moment and disappeared into her foggy mind. As Richard continued to speak Robyn found it difficult to concentrate and fully comprehend what was being said, she was only picking up the odd word and partial phrases.

It took Robyn a moment to grasp what Richard was saying about clothing. She understood it to mean she was being given a wardrobe allowance and once more she smiled and giggled, excited by the surprised benefit. When Richard told Robyn there were some outfits he would like her to model she didn’t hesitate to go and change.

When Robyn saw the ‘office’ outfit hanging up she thought it entirely suitable, but once she had put it on she was shocked at how short the skirt was and how sheer the blouse was. She knew she would have to be careful how she moved or else she would expose what the skirt was supposed to cover. Looking at herself in the mirror she could clearly see her bra through the thin material of the blouse.

Previously Robyn had been a section leader and there had been occasions when she needed to admonish female staff members for wearing similar inappropriate clothing. But now Robyn felt a rush of excitement about breaking her own moral rules and dressing so provocatively.

Returning to the conference room, Robyn was met with lustful and admiring looks from Richard. He asked her to turn around so he could fully appreciate the outfit and then instructed Robyn to mime reaching for a file from a high self and picking something from a low drawer. Each action caused the short skirt to rise up, almost exposing Robyn’s bottom and panty-clad mound.

On each occasion, Robyn had to tug the skirt down back into place. She was slightly embarrassed by displaying so much of herself but also received a shiver through her body when she saw the leering look on Richard’s face. The idea of other people seeing her dressed so revealingly should have been abhorrent to her, instead, the idea of that happening seemed strangely appealing.

Returning to the room, to put on the evening dress, Robyn felt warm and her extremities pleasurably pulsated. The design of the dress called for it to be worn with a bra, at least one with shoulder straps. Robyn was delighted by the look and quality of the garment. It had been a long time since she had a reason to wear anything like it. Without thinking she slipped off her bra and wiggled into the tight dress. She admired herself in the mirror for a moment and grinned as she fixed her hair, pleased with her appearance and how sexy she looked.

As Robyn entred into the room to join Richard, her walk was more of a slink, taking purposeful strides and rolling her hip, giving herself the appearance of an animal of the prowl. Once more Richard praised Robyn. He had her twirl around and then lean over the dress and pretend to be dealing cards. His intention was to have Robyn show off her cleavage, and as she lent forward the dress only just managed to contain her unrestrained breasts. Richard could see that on tug on the top line of the dress would have Robyn’s tits spilling out.

The combination of Richard’s flattery and the elegant dress all help fuel the effects of the drug in Robyn’s system. She was high on feeling happy and desirable, something that had been missing from her life. When Richard asked her to change into the party clothes Robyn eagerly complied. Once more the top of the outfit required it to be worn without a bra. The skirt was even shorter than that of the office outfit, and was so tight that it should really have been worn with a g-string.

Once again Robyn checked herself in the mirror. She was shocked by how scanty and revealing the clothing was, thinking it was intended for someone younger than herself. The top barely covered her chest and every time she moved it tantalisingly rubbed her bare nipples, causing them to grow long and stiff. Her slutty appearance should have appalled Robyn but instead, she found it hilarious and was in fits of giggles when she returned to Richard.

This time Richard stood up and walked over to Robyn. He had her twirl around. Robyn then voiced her reservations about the outfit. “Don’t you think this is a bit too daring, Rik?” she asked as she tugged at the top, pulling it back into place. Richard shook his head and smiled. Robyn continued to express her doubts, “Mmmm I’m not sure about it… Don’t you think it’s a bit trashy?”. Richard pursed his lips to indicate that what Robyn said was probably true. He then stepped closer and whispered in her ear, “And now, you little slut, I'm going to show you what your main task will be from now on!”.

Richard’s words were like a slap across Robyn’s face. It took a second for her to comprehend what he had said, but by then Richard was on her. His one hand grabbed Robyn’s ass while the other yanked the flimsy top aside to expose her breasts. Robyn gasped and tried to struggle free but there was no strength in her body. In one swift motion, Richard spun Robyn around and forced over the large wooden conference table.

“Nooo!” cried Robyn weakly, knowing what happening was wrong, but Richard took no notice. He kicked Robyn’s legs apart and then tore her panties aside. She still attempted to escape but Richard had her pinned firmly in place. Suddenly Robyn felt a warm wetness on the lips of her sex and then pressure was applied to her entrance. “Urgh!” groaned Robyn as Richard penetrated her. It had been months since Robyn had been intimate and an explosion of sensations consumed her body.

Robyn’s resistance only helped Richard’s length bury deeper into her. He continued to push forward until his testicles slapped against Robyn’s bottom. By then the breath had been knocked out of Robyn and she lay motionless as Richard enjoyed the feel of Robyn’s tight warm passage. As he withdrew Robyn jerked back to life as his manhood scraped against the sensitive walls of her vagina. “Ooohh!” she moaned as an unexpected wave of pleasure swept through her, amplified by the drug Miss Winter and surreptitiously given her.

Richard gave a chuckle at Robyn’s reaction and began to piston in and out, noting how quickly Robyn had become wet. With each of Richard’s thrusts, Robyn grunted, her mind spinning with the conflicting emotions she was having. She knew she should be fighting back but her body wouldn’t comply with her thoughts, it had its own agenda, it wanted more of the carnal pleasure that was flooding through it.

Suddenly Richard pulled fully out. Robyn thought her ordeal was over, although her sex spasmed, missing the bloated member that had filled it. She lay panting but the respite lasted only a few seconds. She felt pressure on her rear hole, then a searing burning pain as her anal passage was violated. “Aaaagh!” she squealed thinking her ass was being ripped apart. The intensity of the burning quickie faded, replaced by an odd, but enjoyable feeling of fullness.

Once again Richard began to pound Robyn’s body, shaking it violently, but he only managed a few strokes before ejaculating his hot sticky seed into Robyn’s bowels. He extracted himself from Robyn, his still erect member making a ‘slurp’ sound as it pulled out. Robyn lay quivering on the polished wooden tabletop. Her body was shaking from the blizzard of sexual stimulation it had received and her mind was spinning trying to understand what had happened.

Robyn felt Richard’s breath on her ear as he clarified what her actual role was, that she was the company slut. Robyn gave out a pathetic whimper before Richard made it clear that she had no redress, she had willingly signed the contract that had sealed her fate. He read out the various clauses that clearly defined the slut like acts she must perform and also the financial penalty if she failed to comply.

Richard told Robyn he would give her a few minutes to get herself together and then would discuss what she would be doing for the rest of the day, which would include her attending her first business negotiation. Robyn’s sexual high began to fade and she began to fully comprehend what an awful situation she had gotten herself into. What had seemed to be an answer to her prayers had turned into a nightmare.

Robyn remained motionless on the desk and began to sob. She was then aware of someone else in the room. Thinking Richards had returned, Robyn panicked, rolled over and stood up, trying to pull her scanty clothing back into place. She gasped to see that Miss Winter was there. The older woman smiled warmly at her and said “Time to calm down and pull yourself together… I know you think what just happened was a horrible and terrible thing, but really it just proved what you really are…”. Robyn looked at shocked by the statement and Miss Winter continued. “You were so quick to sign the contract, so eager to get the big salary and all the company benefits… If you hadn’t been so greedy you would have read all of the contrat… But you just wanted the money… And that’s fine, after all that’s what we are all here for… The money, power, enjoyment… So stop blubing and come to terms with what you are… A slut… The company slut… A slut that fucks for money… So I guess that makes you the company whore”.

To Robyn, Miss Winter’s words were just as devastating as being raped by her boss. The fact that Miss Winter had spoken so calmly and sincerely made Robyn’s situation seem almost reasonable. Robyn tried to speak, “But… I didn’t…. I can’t!...”. Miss Winter put her finger to her lips and said “Shush!”, adding “Go get cleaned up and into your office slut outfit… Things aren’t as bad as they seem right now… Believe me, once you come to terms with what you really are you will get a lot of pleasure from your role”.

 

[ShadowSins]

Before Miss Winter left the room, she walked up to Robyn again, looked deep into her eyes and said, 'I know a slut when I see one. And you are a slut, a real dirty slut.' Then she suddenly reached between Robyn's legs and pushed two fingers deep into her still wet cunt. Robyn moaned, Miss Winter smiled suggestively and whispered, 'I knew it...'. Then she pulled her fingers out of Robyn again, licked them slowly, turned round and left the room.

Miss Winter went into her office and looked at Richard. He had been watching the scene on the monitor, the video cameras were still transmitting the action to the conference room. 'That slut will play her part, I'm sure of it,' Miss Winter said to Richard. 'Give her the final push and pay her a good upfront fee and she's ours. These sluts are all the same, money and a wet pussy make them all willing.' The two laughed and continued to watch Robyn on the monitor.

~~ ## ~~

At the local school, Thomas Collins put his plan into action and completely ignored Lucy in the next lesson. He didn't let her get a word in edgewise and at the end of the lesson he told her off for not participating properly. The longer he played this game, the more he saw the despair on Lucy's face and a nasty smile spread across his face.

Thomas was fed up with these precocious brats, but on the other hand he was so keen to fuck one of these little sluts that it drove him crazy. He had long since decided to take the risk and go all out to make one of the girls his sex toy, and Lucy was to be his first victim.

At the end of the lesson, Thomas gave Lucy a task that she couldn't complete. He could already see in his mind's eye how he would give her a bad mark for it and she would be devastated and burst into tears. These bitches were all the same, they thought success would come naturally because they looked good. With him, Lucy would have to work a little harder.

~~ ## ~~

Joan sat on the stone wall behind the school, where she had been waiting for Lucy. She watched as Lucy came towards her with her head down, her shoulders hunched as if to protect herself from an invisible burden. This was all Mr Collins' doing. He had managed to humiliate Lucy in front of the whole class - a spectacle Joan had watched with interest.

She knew, of course, why Mr Collins had it in for Lucy. The contradiction Lucy had given him had hurt his ego. As Lucy came closer, Joan straightened up, forcing herself to smile softly, even though anger seethed inside her. She had planned the moment carefully, wanted to get it right, didn't want to seem rushed.

'Hey,' she said quietly when Lucy finally stood in front of her. 'Why don't you sit down?' Followed by silence. 'He's an asshole,' Joan said suddenly. Part of her just wanted to take Lucy in her arms, hold her tight and reassure her that everything would be all right - that she would protect her. But that was only part of it. Deep down, Joan felt something darker, something she didn't quite want to admit. She wanted more than just to protect Lucy. She wanted her for herself.

'There is a way,' Joan said carefully, searching Lucy's eyes. 'You don't have to go through all this alone. We... well, my friends and I... we could help you. You just need to be with us. We'll stick together.' Joan could see the thought taking shape in Lucy's mind. She wasn't just offering her friendship. It was a shield, a way to hide from Mr Collins and everything else. Joan knew how tempting that must be for Lucy.

Lucy looked at her for a long time, as if trying to find something deeper in her words. Joan held her gaze, but another battle was raging inside her. She knew she didn't just want to help Lucy - she wanted to possess Lucy. Her comfort wasn't selfless, even if she told herself it was. Joan wanted Lucy to need her. And that was the real reason she was here. 'So... what do you say?' Joan finally asked, her voice softer, almost seductive. 'Are you joining us?'

~~ ## ~~

Michael Foster sat at his desk in the back room of the photo studio, staring at the numbers that stretched across the screen of his laptop like an unstoppable tide. The table in front of him was a string of red numbers that reminded him of the cold of a lonely winter. Every cell he looked at seemed to draw him deeper into the reality he had ignored for so long. The weddings - they hadn't been enough to keep the studio afloat for a long time. But what really worried him was the other business. His secret cash cow, which had kept the photo studio running in the first place in recent years, had become a sluggish, loss-making ghost.

He had once thought that the market for porn would never dry up. There had been a time when a few phone calls and discreet arrangements were enough to gather enough material for months. But now? Now the commissions were rarer than ever, and the few that still existed involved so much effort that it was hardly worth it. His camera, which he usually treated with the care of an artist, suddenly felt like a useless tool, a relic from better times.

He pushed the numbers aside and leant back, his hands clasped behind his head. What had happened? Had demand really collapsed like that, or had he simply missed the signs of the times? There was now too much competition - any idiot with a smartphone and a reasonably attractive girlfriend could now make videos that disappeared into the depths of the internet, but still covered exactly what he had been delivering for years. The thought nagged at him.

Michael thought about how he could pull himself out of this mess. The wedding business was a fragile foundation that he had never wanted to rely on. But the porn studio? That had been his real source of income until it levelled off so dramatically. He needed a new idea. Something that made him stand out from the crowd, something that was... more dangerous.

A dirty smile flitted across his lips. Maybe it was time to push the boundaries even further. There were always niche markets that weren't completely saturated yet. His audience was out there - people who were willing to pay for the extraordinary. For the forbidden. Perhaps the answer was not to hold back, but to become bolder. To take risks.

Michael let the thought circle around in his head for a while as he drummed his fingers nervously on the tabletop. He had to make plans, but not hasty ones. This time he had to do it right.

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Miss Winter’s sudden return caught Robyn by surprise and she was unprepared to be violated by the older woman’s fingers. Robyn cried out, but it was not one of panic or fear. Instead, it was a throaty groan as the rigid digits penetrated her. Another spasm of unwanted pleasure pulsed out from Robyn’s traitorous sex which clenched around the invaders.

Robyn heard Miss Winter scoff as she easily entered Robyn committing her suspicions were correct. Miss Winter chuckled when she withdrew her fingers and saw them dripping with Robyn’s juice. She gave Robyn a wicked grin and slowly and deliberately moved them to her mouth and sucked them clean. She murmured in satisfaction indicating she had found the taste delicious.

With the final act of humiliation, Miss Winter left Robyn alone in shock and confusion. Robyn snatched the copy of her contract and read the clauses that Richard had quoted. Her stomach turned over as she realised it was true, she had signed a document that gave her boss to use her as a prostitute. Robyn cursed herself for being so gullible, she she should have been suspicious that Richard had been so keen to employ her when she had so little experience in engineering.

Robyn pulled herself up from the table, pulling her strewn flimsy clothing back into place and stumbled back to the room where she had changed. She tried to think of what she should do to escape her awful situation. She could run from the building and go to the police but what would she tell them? Yes, she had been raped but she had signed a contract that effectively made her a sex toy, and she couldn’t say she had been forced or tricked into signing.

It seemed her only option was to continue with Richard’s demands for the rest of the day and then make her escape tomorrow. She would just grab the essentials, get in her car and drive. But then she realised she would have to explain things to her daughters and they would surely see her as a stupid fool after all the times she had warned them about being careful not to place themselves in dangerous situations.

Robyn took a few deep breaths to calm down and told herself, “You can do this… Just think about something else while these perverts have their fun!”. She then began to clean up, using the small sink and paper towels in the room. The remainder of Richard’s semen was still dribbling from Robyn’s rear, so she squatted, in an undignified fashion, to allow the viscous fluid to drain from her body.

It was only then that Robyn fully appreciated the extent of her violation. Her husband had once tried to have anal sex with her and she had reacted furiously, calling him a disgusting pig for even thinking she would want to partake in such a filthy act. Now her anal virginity had been taken and it made her feel soiled, unclean. More disturbing was that after the initial pain, she found the sensation of having a penis in her rectum to be not what she had imagined.

Yes, in her mind Robyn still thought that form of sex was depraved and demeaning, but her body had a different opinion. As Robyn wiped her rear clean, the tight puckered hole twitched excitedly, sending tingles between her legs, as if it wanted to be stretched open once more. Robyn gasped and snatched her hand away. She stood up and splashed cold water on her face to try and extinguish the emotions that were building.
Robyn closed her eyes and tried to focus on something non-sexual, but the more she tried the more she vividly recalled what she had just experienced. The way Richard had forced himself into her, deforming her body to accept his girth, pushing himself deeper and deeper, more so than any of Robyn’s former lovers. The rate of Robyn’s breathing increased until she was almost panting and then she became aware she was caressing herself, one hand squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple, the other sliding over her stomach towards her increasingly hungry pussy.

The realisation made her shriek “Nooo!” and she began to sob once more, wondering what Richard had done to her mentally in addition to the physical damage. It took Robyn a quarter of an hour to pull herself together and she then fixed her hair and make-up and put on the ‘office slut’ outfit. Robyn decided not to put her bra back on and her panties were so damp with her secretions that it would have been unclean to continue to wear them.

Finally, Robyn awkwardly walked to Richard’s office and knocked on the door before entering. She stood still, head down and shoulders slumped, feeling very vulnerable and totally defeated. Robyn prayed that she wouldn’t have to endure anything as extreme as she just experienced and couldn’t wait to get away from her evil boss and the wicked Miss Winter.

~~##~~

Lucy and Jasmine walked the twenty-minute journey to school. They chatted about how much happier their mother had been now that she had got a job and how their lives might start to improve. Jasmine pulled out her pack of cigarettes, the ones Lucy had brought from Joan, and pulled one out. “Shit!... I’ve only got a couple left!” she exclaimed. Lucy frowned and asked, “Have you smoked that many already?”. Jasmine snapped back “Yeah!... There’s fuck all else to do in this shit hole!”.

Realising she had overreacted, Jasmine apologised to her sister, “Hey, sorry Lu’... It’s just I really miss my friends and I just don’t fit into this hick town, and now Mom is getting on my case about getting a job… I’m so stressed right now”. Lucy knew how much her sister had been struggling since they had moved, and didn’t want to add to her problems. “It’s OK Jas’... I get it... Look, if I see Joan I’ll ask her if she will let me have some more cigarettes for you”.

Jasmine smiled and said, “Thanks sis… But I don’t have any more money”. Lucy thought and replied, “Maybe she will let me pay later…”. Jasmine scoffed and said, “I can’t see that happening, but if you could ask her that would be cool”. As the sisters got in sight of the school Jasmine suddenly cried out “Fuck it!... I can’t handle being stuck in there today… I’m bunking off… I’ll see you this evening Lu’... If anyone asks just tell them I’ve got my period”.

Before Lucy could try to persuade her sister not to skip school Jasmine was already heading home. Lucy went into school, feeling a little tense since her first class was with Mr Collins and it was plain he had taken a dislike to her. When she entered the classroom Mr Collins was already sitting at his desk looking through some papers. Lucy said “Good morning, sir” but the teacher didn’t acknowledge her in any way.

Soon the class filled with other students and the lesson began. As usual, Lucy was first to raise her hand to answer questions but every time Mr Collins called on another pupil. Even when Luck tried to call out an answer Mr Collins immediately barked “No!” and went to someone else. By the end of the class, Lucy was angry and embarrassed. It was obvious to all the other students that Mr Collins was deliberately ignoring her. When the lesson had ended and Luck made her way towards the classroom door, Mr Collins stopped her.

The podgy balding teacher smugly told Lucy he thought she had not shown sufficient effort during the lesson and gave her extra homework. He said since she seemed to consider herself an expert on business studies, he wanted her to write an essay on the ‘Efficient Markets Hypothesis’ theory and submit it in three days. Lucy was aware of the theory but it was a very advanced subject that was way beyond her understanding. It would take days of research before she could start to write the essay.

If the task wasn’t bad enough Mr Collins added that the mark he gave the essay would make up thirty per cent of Lucy’s grade for the year. Lucy tried to appear unphased and simply replied “Yes, sir”, but knew she was being unfairly punished. By the time Lucy was outside she felt the heavy weight of the pressure Mr Collins had put on her. Lucy knew she would need to ace the test, otherwise her grades would fall and spoil her chances of getting a good college place.

Lucy was in a semi-trance when Joan called out to her. Lucy looked up and managed a weak smile but Joan had witnessed Mr Collins’ spite-filled treatment of Lucy and knew she must be feeling awful. She tried to comfort and reassure Lucy as much as possible without appearing too eager. It was the first time Lucy had been asked to join a group. At her previous school, she used to hang around with the other erudite pupils, but she was very much her own person and didn’t need the company of others, unlike her sister.

Joan certainly had a reputation for being hard and mean, but it wasn’t what Lucy saw. Yes, Joan didn’t like to be messed about, and Lucy thought Joan could probably take care of herself if things got physical, but Lucy didn’t think she was a thug. Lucy pondered Joan’s offer and replied, ”No one has ever asked me to join their group of friends before, and I’ve never had such a bad relationship with a teacher before… I certainly could use some moral support if nothing else… So yes, I would like to be one of your friends…”. Lucy then joked, “Does this make me a gang member?”.

Joan laughed along with the joke and then Lucy changed the subject. “Erm… I was wondering if I could get some more cigarettes?… They’re for Jasmine… But the thing is, I don’t have any money at the moment”. The smile faded from Joan’s face and with a stern look said “Do I look like someone who gives out freebies?”. Lucy gulped, thinking she had offended Joan. After a couple of seconds of awkward tension, Joan started to laugh, “Shit!.. You should see the look on your face!...”.

Lucy sighed with relief and Joan continued, “Sure, I can give you some ciggies, but they don’t come free… Look, I’ve got a paper to write. How about you come over to my place tonight and help me?”. Lucy had always been keen to help other students with their work and readily accepted the offer. Joan gave Lucy her address and what time to arrive then unzipped her jacket and pulled out a pack of twenty cigarettes. “Here… These should satisfy your sister’s habit for a few days…”. Lucy was very grateful to Joan, knowing Jasmine would be very pleased to receive so many cigarettes. Lucy then went to her next class, feeling much happier than she had a few minutes ago.

 

[ShadowSins]

Richard looked up as Robyn entered the room and saw the turmoil in her, the emotions raging beneath the calm façade. Richard leaned back in his chair and said casually, 'I hope you were able to calm down,' and a slight smile played around his lips. 'I expect my slut to be ready to fulfil her duty at all times. I also assume that you have now read the contract in its entirety.' Robyn's calm nod belied his pounding heart, and his gaze carefully shifted from hers.

'Excellent,' he whispered with a smile on his lips. He wanted her to understand the terms, the power he had over her. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk, and let his gaze rest on her as he addressed her discomfort. He watched her shift uncomfortably, her cheeks reddening as she realised again how revealing her clothes were.

'As I said,' Richard continued, 'it's important to create the right atmosphere for our negotiations. Customers or suppliers are often a little reserved after negotiations. Our price expectations rarely match those of our negotiating partners. Then it's up to you to provide the decisive stimulus and increase the willingness to conclude a contract. How you manage that is up to your imagination, but your position as a corporate slut should give you an idea of what could lead to the goal."

Richard opens a drawer in his desk, pulls out a bundle of banknotes and places them on the table in front of him. 'This is a first payment on your first salary and your first bonus, so you can see that your efforts are paying off. That's £5,000 that already belongs to you."

With a wink, Richard rose from his chair and walked slowly and predatorily around the desk. Robyn's eyes widened as he came closer and her stammered protest choked on her lips as his hand rested on her thigh, just above the hem of her short skirt. 'Now I want to make sure you're comfortable in this outfit. After all, you'll be wearing similar clothes a lot from now on.' Robyn's body tensed, but he knew his touch would betray her true desire.

His fingers slowly slid upwards, grazing her soft skin and sending a shiver down her spine. Richard said nothing, his touch spoke volumes as he explored her bare skin, he realised she hadn't put her panties back on and finally his hand reached the damp folds of her cunt. Robyn gasped, her hips bucking slightly at his touch, her eyes closed as if to deny what was happening.

Richard chuckled lustfully, his thumb pressing against her clit as he deliberately circled it slowly. 'You naughty little slut,' he murmured, 'you've got used to your new task faster than I expected.'

His finger slid inside her with ease and he savoured the firm grip of her vagina. Robyn moaned, her head falling back as Richard began to stroke her and his thumb continued to tease her clit. Her body reacted instinctively, each touch of his finger taking her breath away.

Richard chuckled, his satisfaction unmistakable as he pushed his fingers further inside her. 'That's better,' he murmured as his thumb and fingers worked in unison to bring her to the edge. 'Come for me, my dirty slut,' he whispered, his words bringing her to the edge. Robyn cried out, her body arching as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Richard held her through the waves of her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure before finally withdrawing his hand with a satisfied glint in his eye.

'Good,' Richard whispered, reaching for a handkerchief to wipe his fingers. 'Get up and lie on the desk,' he ordered in a harsh voice. Robyn, her face flushed and her body humming with desire, obediently stood up and lay down on the smooth wooden surface to give herself to him.

He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing expectantly. With one powerful thrust, he penetrated her and sank deep into her tight, wet heat. Robyn cried out, her body tensing, her hands clutching the edge of the table as Richard began to move, his hips slamming forward, claiming her with each hard push.

'That's it, take it, you little slut,' he groaned, his hands clutching her hips. Robyn squinted and concentrated on the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. The pleasure and pain of Richard's hard thrusts brought her to the edge of the abyss.

'You like that, don't you?' Richard boomed, his voice sounding rough as he felt more and more pleasure himself. 'Admit it, whore. Admit that you like being my fuck slut.' Robyn's eyes widened, shock and lust warring within her. With a few more fierce thrusts, he climaxed, his cock twitching as he filled her with his release. He sank against her, his breathing intermittent, his heart pounding. Robyn, her body trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm, lay motionless, her head spinning, the reality of her situation crashing over her once more.

Richard finally took a step back and let his eyes wander over Robyn's dishevelled figure. 'That was a good start, but we've got a lot more practising to do, slut,' he said, his voice hardening. 'Because from now on, this is your life. You're here to serve my desires and those of our clients. And if you ever step out of line, remember that you will pay a very high price.'

~~ ## ~~

Joan's mind was racing, she couldn't concentrate on the lesson because thoughts of Lucy were overwhelming her. She was completely captivated by the new girl and determined to seduce Lucy.

The plan for the evening was simple. Lucy would come to her house to work on her paper and then they would eat pizza and listen to music together. Joan imagined them huddled together, poring over their work and occasionally touching shoulders. When they had finished, Joan suggested they take a break and offered Lucy something to drink - something mixed with alcohol to help her relax.

Joan knew how important it was to proceed with caution, especially given Lucy's reserved nature. She needed to make sure Lucy was comfortable and that their encounter was a natural progression of their budding friendship. But Joan was determined to go at Lucy's pace, even if that meant taking things slowly.

When the bell announced the end of class, Joan packed her things, her heart pounding with anticipation. She knew that tonight could be the start of something extraordinary. With a smile on her face, she left the classroom and impatiently counted the moments until she could put her plan into action.

Mr Collins gazed thoughtfully out of the teacher's room window at Joan and Lucy in the schoolyard. He thought of Joan with contempt and disgust, that little bitch who only caused trouble with her gang. All the punishments hadn't helped, she'd just laughed at him. And now she seemed to have it in for Lucy. On his victim, on his prey. He would not allow that. Mr Collin clenched his fist and turned around.

~~ ## ~~

Michael leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he let his mind wander to an idea that was forming in the back of his mind. 'Teen porn,' he muttered to himself, a slow smile spreading across his face. 'You can make real money with that. Untouched, innocent-looking teenagers that rich perverts would pay a veritable fortune to see."

The thought excited him and his heart began to pound as he imagined the potential success. He knew it was a risky endeavour, but the rewards could be immense. With renewed drive, Michael grabbed his keys and made his way into town, already mulling over the details of his new project.

As he walked through the familiar streets, Michael found himself unconsciously scanning the crowd for potential candidates. He knew what he was looking for: a young girl, preferably rebellious, with that certain something that would look good in front of the camera. Someone who seemed to be hiding a secret, a mischief in her eyes.

The city seemed to be full of life and Michael found himself watching the teenagers walking past him. Groups of giggling girls with their arms crossed, rucksacks over their shoulders, their faces lit up by the glow of their mobile phones. Individual skateboarders with headphones, casually meandering through the pedestrian zone. But none of them really fitted into the picture.

Just as Michael was about to give up, his gaze lingered on a figure sitting alone on a staircase. She was leaning against the wall, her legs stretched out in front of her, a cloud of rebellion surrounding her. Her brown hair fell over eyes that seemed to harbour a world of secrets. Michael's heart skipped a beat as he realised he had found his star. This girl radiated an aura of untamed youthfulness that perfectly matched the vision in his head. He felt a tinge of excitement as he imagined her in front of the camera, a rebel who wanted to be tamed.

Without thinking twice, Michael approached the girl with determined steps. He knew he had to behave naturally, so he gave her a casual smile as he approached. 'Hello,' he said to Jasmine in a friendly, non-threatening voice. 'May I sit down?'

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Richard couldn’t have looked any more pleased with himself as he ideally gazed at Robyn, standing before him dressed like a streetwalker, completely broken after being assaulted and humiliated. The fact Robyn had been unknowingly complicit in her downfall made the situation even worse. At that moment she hated Richard and the disgusting Miss Winter but she hated herself even more.

Robyn couldn't bring herself to look at Richard as he reiterated what her role in the company would entail. A sex toy to be used however Richard saw fit, for his or the customer’s pleasure and to act in whatever was necessary to ensure the company made profits in all of its business deals. Richard then took several neatly wrapped bundles of bank notes from his desk drawer and placed them in front of him.

For the first time, Robyn looked up and wondered what the large amount of cash was for. Grinning smugly, Richard explained that the money was Robyn’s first salary and included a performance bonus. The idea that Richard was financially rewarding her for him raping her made Robyn feel sick and her expression was one of disgust. Still, Richard smiled, obviously enjoying Robyn’s anguish and distress. Watching her self-respect and pride being slowly but surely stripped away.

Robyn gasped slightly and flinched as Richard rose from his desk and walked towards her. She thought he might be angry because she hadn’t reacted to anything he had said. Richard stood close to Robyn, his large frame looming over her, dominating and intimidating. He reached down and placed his hand on the bare flesh of Robyn’s thigh, between her knee and the hem of her skirt. His touch sent a shiver through the distraught woman.

However, Robyn’s body didn’t react in the way she expected. Instead of becoming tense and cold, Robyn felt excitement surging through her once again, emotions she didn’t want but couldn’t prevent. She began to breathe faster, her pussy and nipples pulsed expectantly. Robyn whimpered, not only from fear but also from the sexual desire that was building inside her. As Richard’s hand slowly moved up Robyn’s leg she found herself moving her feet apart, to give him better access between her legs.

Robyn’s body was trembling and she placed one hand on Richard’s shoulder to steady herself. Her nightmare was continuing to become something much worse than anything she could have ever imagined. Robyn’s mind was screaming at her to stop Richard’s new assault but her body was acting on an agenda of its own. Then, suddenly, Richard invaded Robyn’s slit. A wave of debauched pleasure swept over her causing her to let out a throaty moan and thrust herself against the source of the sexual delight.

The lustful reaction pleased Richard and he coaxed Robyn on, telling her she was “...a naughty slut…” and she was progressing faster than he had expected. His words should have disgusted Robyn, instead, she found a bizarre twisted sense of pride. Richard continued to stimulate Robyn’s sex, quickly exciting it so it was once more freely oozing Robyn’s sexual secretions. Depraved lustful cravings had now consumed Robyn, erasing any rational thoughts, all she wanted was sexual release. She was now openly humping herself against Richard’s hand, grunting with every thrust, as her pussy fully bloomed.

Robyn could feel her orgasm begin to build, a tightness in her stomach getting ready to be suddenly released. Richard taunted her as he teased her to the edge of sexual bliss, urging her to climax for him. Robyn’s eyes were screwed shut and her face distorted as she neared the edge of fulfilment. Then suddenly the blizzard of undescribably satisfaction exploded. Robyn’s body stiffened and convulsed as wave after wave of sensation rode through her.

Finally, Robyn was spent. She collapsed against Richard, he was the only thing stopping her from falling to the floor. He slowly withdrew is fingers from Robyn’s still twitching sex and a trail of her juice hung from her lips to his hand. The severity of her orgasm was nothing like Robyn had ever experienced. The afterglow resonated through her body, her extremities tingling with each beat of her heart.

Richard praised Robyn for obeying his command as he wiped his hand clean. He stood Robyn upright and ordered her to get on his desk and lie on her back. Without hesitating Robyn half staggered over to the large piece of furniture and climbed on top. Richard moved towards her, unfastening his trousers and extracting his fully erect member. Robyn was panting like a bitch on heat in anticipation of what was to come. As Richard stepped up to her Robyn pulled her knees up and spread her legs, causing her short skirt to bunch around her waist, fully exposing her shinny wet hole to Richard.

Without ceremony, Richard impaled Robyn in a single forceful trust, sinking into her body until his ball smacked up against her. Robyn didn’t offer any resistance, welcoming the feel of the large bloated length filling her. She shamelessly cried out “Oh! Christ!... Yesss!” as Richard began to pound her, settling into a steady rhythm of brutal fucking. Robyn had been fully transformed. All modesty and self-worth had been ripped away, all she wanted was to feel the glorious sexual high again.

Richard taunted Robyn each time he thrust forward, asking if she liked what he was doing to her. At first, Robyn didn’t reply, not wanting to admit she was succumbing to the lust that had infiltrated every part of her body. Finally, she couldn’t hold back and cried “Oh, Yes!... I love it!”. Hearing Robyn’s confession, Richard continued to demean her, calling her a whore and demanding that she admit that she loved being his “fuck slut”. Before Robyn could reply her second orgasm of the day ripped through her, one that was even more violent than before.

It was several moments before Robyn’s consciousness returned. She was aware of Richard’s body weight bearing down on her, then his shaft pulling out of her dripping pussy that allowed the vast amount of his sperm to flood out of her body. Robyn was physically and mentally wrecked, unable to do anything but lie panting. Her legs were obscenely splayed and her make-up and hair were a mess. She looked like the thing she had just been called, the thing she had almost admitted to being.

As Richard straitened his clothing he told Robyn she had made a good start in her new job, but would require further practice. Robyn shivered in dread at the thought of being used in such a degrading way again, but her pussy twitched excitedly at the prospect of receiving more attention.

~~##~~

Jasmine returned home after deciding to ditch school for the day. However, she soon grew bored without anything to do, anyone to visit or talk to. She decided to go into town but would need some money. She scoured the home looking for cash and finally found some in one of her mother’s handbags. She felt a little guilty about stealing from her mother but was desperate to get out and be distracted from her dull existence.

Once in town Jasmine went into a coffee shop and bought a large takeout mug. She went and sat at one of the tables in front of the shop and started to light her last cigarette. One of the shop staff came out and told her she couldn’t smoke at the tables. Jasmine swore under her breath and walked off in an even fouler mood. She made her way down a back ally and sat down on a set of metal steps leading up to the rear of a building.

Jasmine lit her cigarette and inhaled deeply, enjoying the lightheadedness the toxic smoke caused. She was just contemplating that it was her last smoke when she was aware of a man approaching. Jasmine thought he was about to complain about her sitting there but instead, he asked if he could sit by her. Jasmine replied “Yeah… Sure…”, her voice filled with suspicion.

The man sat and took out his phone and began checking his notifications. Jasmine watched, trying to see what the man was looking at but couldn’t see. She took a final hit from her cigarette, causing the white paper to burn down to the cork tip, before tossing it away. She stood up and was about to walk off when the man asked, “Hey… Do you have a light?”. Jasmine looked and saw the man had produced a pack of cigarettes and had one in his mouth. “Yeah…” replied Jasmine, then gave a cheeky smile and said, “But it will cost you… Two smokes for a light”.

The man smiled and said, “Sounds like a fair trade… I’m Michael by the way…”. Jasmine nodded and replied, “I’m Jas…”. She held out her hand and added, “Smokes first, then you get a light…”. Michael chuckled and handed over two cigarettes. Jasmine handed him her cheap plastic lighter and Michael lit up. “You not having one?” he asked as Jasmine stood and watched. “Na’... I need to make these last” she replied holding up the two cigarettes she had just been given.

Michael grinned as he flicked another smoke from his pack and offered it to Jasmine. “Here… I can’t have you denying yourself”. Jasmine smiled, taking the offered smoke she lit up and sat back down next to Michael. As they smoked Michael asked, “Shouldn’t you be in school?”. Jasmine chuckled and replied “Yeah but it’s too boring… I needed a break… Anyway, I graduate in a few weeks… It doesn’t seem worth going in”.

Michael nodded his understanding and asked, “So, Jas… What are you doing when you leave school?... Do you have a job lined up or are you going to college?”. Jasmine screwed up her face and said “Christ!... You sound like my Mom… Nope, I’ve got nothing planned”. Instantly Michael became more interested in Jasmine. “Look… I don’t think I’m some kind of pervert… I own a photography studio… Most of my work is commercial… You know, promotional material for businesses… I’m always looking for models to use in scenes… Things like acting as a shop assistant or call handler, that kind of thing… Would you be interested in that kind of work?”.

Jasmine couldn’t believe her luck. This was the most exciting thing to happen to her since moving to the town. “That sounds really interesting… I’d like to know more, but I guess I should check with my Mom…”. Michael smiled and said he fully understood. He handed Jasmine his business card and told her to call him and he would show her around his studio, she could even bring her mother if she wanted. Jasmine put the card in her pocket and said she would definitely be in contact. Michael said he needed to leave and left Jasmine sitting on the stairs.

 

[ShadowSins]

Richard took a step back from Robyn, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. The sound of her rapid breathing and the flush of her cheeks told him all he needed to know about her state of arousal. He had broken her, and now she was his to use as he pleased.

'That was a good start, but we're just getting started. You've got a lot to learn if you want to be an efficient corporate slut." Richard's voice sounded rough, and he intentionally emphasised the crude term for her new role. 'You see, it's not just about dressing provocatively and allowing me to use your body as I please. A really successful corporate slut knows how to use her body to close a deal.'

'In about an hour we'll be seeing a client called Mr Thompson. He's a tough negotiator and I suspect it's going to be difficult to convince him. That's where you come in, Robyn. I want you to use your mouth to soften him up and make him more open to our terms."

Richard paused to let his words sink in, then continued with a predatory smile. 'I want you to suck his cock, Robyn. Take it deep in your mouth and show him how pleasurable it can be to do business with our company. Use that pretty mouth of yours to convince him that it's in his best interest to sign the contract.' He chuckled, 'Don't worry, I have full confidence in your skills.'

Richard took a step closer and lowered his voice, his tone menacing. 'Don't let me down, Robyn. You know the consequences of not fulfilling your contractual obligations. The million-dollar fine still hangs over you, and I assure you that I will not hesitate to enforce it if you step out of line.'

He straightened up and looked at his watch. 'Miss Winter will take you to your new office so you can freshen up. You have about 50 minutes before Mr Thompson arrives. Make the most of that time, because when he's here, your mouth will be very busy.' With a final lewd smile, Richard turned and left the room, leaving Robyn alone with her fear and confusion.

Miss Winter entered the office and let her eyes wander over the scene with a knowing smile. She giggled, a low, sultry sound. 'Well, well, well. Looks like someone's been having fun.' She walked up to Robyn, her hips swaying provocatively. 'Come on, sweetheart. Let's get you cleaned up. We can't have you looking like a well-fucked slut when Mr Thompson arrives, can we?"

Miss Winter reached out and gently stroked Robyn's flushed cheek, her fingers travelling down to cup her chin. 'You look absolutely ravishing, my dear. Any man would be putty in your hands ... or should I say mouth?' She giggled at her own lewd joke, then took Robyn by the arm and led her out of the conference room. 'Come with me, my darling. I'll take you to your new office where you can freshen up for your grand entrance. Mr Thompson is a very important client and we want to make sure you look perfect for him.'

As they walked, Miss Winter's hand remained on Robyn's arm, her touch both possessive and patronising. 'Remember, my dear, you're a company whore now. Your body, your mouth, your every fucking hole belongs to Richard and the company. Accept your role and who knows, you might even start to enjoy it. Robyn flinched at her words, but Miss Winter just laughed. 'Oh, don't be so sensitive, dear. You're the corporate slut now. It's time to accept that.'

'And maybe I'll give you a few tips on how to deal with Mr Thompson. He's a tough guy, but I'm sure you'll find a way to ... open him up.' Her voice was a low purr. 'You know, I've always found that a good blowjob can do wonders for negotiations. A warm, wet mouth can bring even the toughest client to their senses...'

~~##~~

Michael felt a tinge of excitement. Jas was perfect - a natural rebel with a touch of secret. He knew he had to hold back, but the potential of this new star was already circling in his head. He needed a few moments to collect himself as his heart pounded with anticipation. Michael knew that girls like Jas were a rarity; her untamed spirit and sassy looks would be a goldmine for his new plans. He imagined her in front of the camera, that rebellious glint in her eye, and a slow smile spread across his face.

Michael's plan was simple but effective. He would start with a seemingly innocent photo shoot and lure Jas with the promise of a modelling gig. He would start with casual clothes, nothing too revealing, to make her feel comfortable and confident. But gradually he would encourage her to show a little more skin, to show her sensuality. Michael knew that with every click of the camera, he would get one step closer to his goal.

As the photo shoot progressed, Michael imagined himself praising Ja's beauty and her unique look. He would make her feel special, needed - a crucial element in his manipulation. With every skin revealed, he would praise her courage and how natural she looked on camera. Slowly but surely, he would sow the seeds of suggestion and let her imagine herself as a brave, rebellious star. He would have to go slowly, not go all in the first time.

Michael had also the impression that Jas was easy to manipulate, she would do a lot for a few cigarettes, what would the promise of money do to her. And hadn't Richard told him that Miss Winter had got him a new variant of MDMA, perhaps he would go for it later.

Michael's excitement was noticeable as he imagined the potential success of his new star. He knew he had struck gold with Jas. Her rebellious nature and mysterious aura would be a magnet for his audience, a refreshing change from the ordinary. As he walked back into his studio, Michael couldn't help but smile, his heart racing with anticipation for the future that lay ahead.

~~##~~

Mr Collins enjoyed watching Lucy struggle with the deliberately impossible task he had set her. He knew she would eventually crack under the pressure, he could already smell the sweet scent of her despair. The thought of subjecting this once confident girl to his will excited him deeply. He imagined her begging him and offering to do anything to improve her grades.

In his mind, he played out the scenario that would soon play out. He would approach her after class, pretend to be interested in her difficulties and offer her a 'solution' to all her problems. Oh, how exciting that was! He imagined how he would propose a 'deal' where Lucy would do him certain 'favours' and in return he would generously give her the grades she needed. Images flashed through his mind - Lucy, gentle and obedient, doing as she was told, and he, finally quenching the thirst that had built up over countless boring years of monotonous lessons.

Mr Collins let out a contented sigh and a wry smile curved his lips. He was well aware that what he was doing was wrong in every way, but the forbidden only made it more exciting. As his imagination ran wild, he felt the need for immediate release. With trembling fingers, he unlocked his laptop and accessed his secret stash of forbidden images - forbidden fruit that only added to his depravity. He scrolled through image after image, each more explicit than the last, featuring underage girls in various states of undress and compromising positions. His breathing quickened and a film of sweat formed on his forehead as he gave in to his perverted desires and the image of Lucy appeared in his mind

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Robyn's worst fears were soon confirmed when Richard told her she would be 'entertaining' an important client in less than an hour. Richard was specific in what he expected from Robyn, even describing what sexual act she was to perform on the client. Robyn had sucked her husband on occasion, but her efforts were limited to licking and taking the head of her husband's penis in her mouth. She was aware that some women could swallow an entire length, but just the idea of doing that made Robyn gag. Much to her surprise. and disgust, Robyn was wishing the client would only want to fuck her. Even thinking of sex as fucking shocked Robyn, she was not someone who used foul language.

Richard informed Robyn that Miss Winter would soon arrive to help her prepare. He then left the office. A few moments later Miss Winter entered the room, just as Robyn was getting herself up off the desk. The older woman couldn't contain her amusement at Robyn's dishevelled state. She walked over to the desk and picked up the stack of bank notes Richard had produced earlier. Miss Winter placed them next to Robyn and said, "Don't forget your money... A good whore should always make sure she gets paid". Robyn thought she was going to be sick. Miss Winter's words reinforced what Robyn now was, a company slut, a company whore. If she took the money she would be admitting that.

Robyn looked at the cash and Miss Winter looked at Robyn. After a short pause, Robyn picked up the money and Miss Winter gave a knowing smile, pleased to see the previously proud, confident, professional woman surrender to her fate. Miss Winter escorted Robyn through the company building to a secluded corridor. Opening a door at the end Miss Winter announced, "This is your office... Where you will prepare for your duties...". Miss Winter then pointed out the features of the room. "There is a walk-in wardrobe over there containing various outfits... The chest of drawers contains various toys for you to practice with, or simply enjoy... Through that door, is a shower room... Oh, and the sofa folds out into a bed if you want to fuck in comfort".

It was obvious to Robyn that Richard was very serious about having a company slut and had already heavily invested in it. Miss Winter waited for Robyn's reaction and when none came she offered to coach her on dealing with the client at the impending meeting. Robyn didn't know what to say, thinking it would be extremely embarrassing to discuss sucking cock with Miss Winter. The older woman sighed in disappointment, she thought Robyn had fully embraced her new role, but it was obvious there was still some way to go. "OK... Let's not waste any more time. Go and shower, get your cunt and ass clean and brush your teeth..." Miss Winter instructed Robyn.

Robyn waited for Miss Winter to leave, but instead, Miss Winter went and sat on the sofa. Seeing Robyn had not moved Miss Winter snapped, "Hurry up girl, we don't have all day!". Robyn quickly went to the shower room. She stripped and got under the hot spray. Soon she was enjoying the relaxing heat penetrating her body and the feeling of being clean. Suddenly the shower room door opened and in walked Miss Winter, naked. Robyn gasped and tried to cover herself. It was only then Robyn saw Miss Winter was wearing a belt from which a long fat phallus hung. "Time for you to practice your cock sucking whore... After all, we don't want to disappoint the client do we?"

 

[ShadowSins]

Miss Winter relished the power she had over Robyn at this moment. She could see the conflict in Robyn's eyes as she struggled to accept her powerless situation. Here she was, naked and vulnerable, about to serve a client in a few minutes at the request of her boss. She knew that Robyn felt like a piece of meat, an object to be used and discarded. Robyn's innocence had been taken from her, and Miss Winter intended to break her completely. 'Listen, whore. Every slut sucks cocks!' And Miss Winter repeated it slowly, 'EVERY SLUT SUCKS COCKS,' and she paused to let the words sink in.

'On your knees, now,' Miss Winter barked, her voice a whip that left no room for disobedience. Robyn was grabbed by the hair and pulled down with force. She obeyed, feeling the sting of humiliation as she was forced to her knees. Her lips touched the tip of the strapon and she winced at the strange taste and smell. As her mouth opened wider, she felt exposed and used, but a spark of something else ignited within her.

Miss Winter could see Robyn's hesitant response turn into something more and she pushed her further. 'Open up, slut. Take it like you mean it. Show me how badly you need it.' She pushed the strapon cock forward and watched with satisfaction as it entered Robyn's mouth. Robyn's eyes widened as the dildo filled her mouth and she fought back the gag reflex, bringing tears to her eyes. But Miss Winter was relentless, holding her in a vice-like grip.

Miss Winter showed no mercy, holding her head still as she began to face-fuck her. 'Relax your pretty throat, slut. You're going to take it all, and you're going to like it.' Robyn whimpered as the dildo slid further down her throat, her body instinctively trying to pull back, though she secretly relished the dominance. Miss Winters' hands gripped her hair, holding her in place as the thrusts became more forceful. 'That's a good cock-sucking whore. You're learning quickly.'

As Miss Winters increased the pace, Robyn felt her own arousal grow. She was being used, dominated, and it ignited a fire within her she didn't know existed. She wanted to please, to take this fake cock and show her worth as a company slut. Then, with a final, deep thrust, Miss Winters held the shaft buried in Robyn's throat while her body shook with a simulated orgasm. '...swallow like a good girl...'

Richard watched the bizarre scene in his office. Of course, Robyn's 'work area' was also equipped with a few well-hidden cameras so that he could watch everything closely. He hadn't expected to see Miss Winter naked, but the scene that presented itself to him after a few moments excited him so much that his cock became hard again. Fascinated, he watched as Miss Winter abused Robyn and trained her even more to be a the company whore.

Richard's eyes were glued to the screen as he watched Robyn's submission to Miss Winter's dominant skills. A perverse thought struck him – a monthly 'reward' for his top performing employees. The idea of mixing pleasure with business intrigued him, and he imagined an incentive that would not only boost morale in the office but also satisfy his own twisted desires.

Monthly Blowjob Day, with Robyn as the centrepiece, sounded very tempting. Richard's mind raced with possibilities, his cock twitching in anticipation. He visualised a line of his top employees, waiting their turn with Robyn, faces aglow with expectation. The thought of them being serviced by the company whore, having their mouths ravished by her skilled lips and tongue, made his breath quicken.

Richard decided that the top salesmen, those who brought in the most lucrative business, should be entitled to an exclusive session with Robyn. Perhaps he could even offer a 'blowjob bonus' as a special incentive for those who exceeded their targets. The idea of linking business success with sexual gratification was an intoxicating one, and Richard knew he was hatching something deliciously wicked. Richard stroked his hardening cock as he began to formulate the rules and regulations for this new incentive system. His employees had no idea that their benefits would soon become much more intimate.

Having abused Robyn in this way, Miss Winters stood back, still holding the shaft, and admired her work. She looked down at Robyn, a cruel smile playing on her lips. 'Normally, my dear, you would be pleasing me with your tongue. But we are running late and your first client is waiting for you. I'm sure we'll find time to catch up later. Now get ready for your debut. Your body and mouth will be used to please our esteemed guest. Go and change into something appropriate for a whore.' With that Miss Winters turned and left Robyn alone in the shower, her body glistening and her mouth and throat aching from the rough treatment.

Perfectly dressed, Miss Winter strolled into Richard's office with smug satisfaction, with a mischievous glint in her eye. 'Ah, our little company whore is ready for her big debut. She may be acting reluctant, but mark my words, her inner slut is stirring. And once the pent-up desires are released, she will be ready for the most perverse kinds of fucking.' Her grin grew even wider at the thought, eerily mirroring the laughter that echoed through the room. As they awaited the imminent arrival of Mr Thompson, their excitement grew, knowing that the spectacle about to unfold would be a special one.

 

[Sindy Hunter]

Left alone to prepare to meet the important business client, Robyn tried to rationalise what was happening to her. Her world had been torn asunder in just a few hours. The sexual assaults that had been inflicted on her should have left her hysterical, instead, she was in a trance-like state. Robyn’s mind was telling her the situation was depraved and sick, that she needed to escape as soon as she could. However, her body had been on a sexual high ever since Richard had first raped her.

Robyn’s previous sexual encounters had all been loving and gentle, she had been treated with compassion and her own needs considered. The sex she had experienced that day had been very different. It was violent and brutal with no thought towards her. She was just a receptacle for the other person's pleasure. This was why Roybn couldn’t understand why she was reacting as she was.

It was plain that Roybn couldn’t easily escape her predicament. Her only option was to play along with Richard’s twisted, sick game until an opportunity to leave appeared. The pile of money on top of the chest of drawers did alleviate things a little. It was more than her previous jobs would have paid in a month and Robyn hadn’t worked a day yet. She reminded herself that her daughters depended on her and decided that she would play the ‘slut’ since it was the only choice.

Robyn fixed her hair and make-up then went to the wardrobe to select an outfit. There were several similar to the ones she had modelled for Richard. She picked out one similar to the ‘office slut’ one she had been wearing, a short skirt and a low-cut blouse. As she dressed, Robyn wondered what the client would look like. Would he be young or old? Would he have a big dick? That last thought made her gasp, she had never speculated on the size of a man’s member before.

Now she was ready to go to Richard’s office Robyn felt nervous and excited. She was worried that the man might not like her or that she might not perform as required. At the same time, she could feel her nipple and pussy throbbing in anticipation. Robyn knew her appointed task was to give the man oral sex, but she wondered if he would want more, would he want to fuck her?. Once more the dialogue in her head surprised Robyn, using the word ‘fuck’ again instead of sex.

Walking along the corridor Robyn’s legs felt like jelly and her stomach was tight with trepidation. Reaching Richard’s office Robyn knocked lightly on the door and heard Richard call out “Enter…”. Robyn went into the office and Richard immediately introduced the client, Mr Thompson. Robyn was surprised, the man looked nothing like she had imagined. She had expected someone in a business suit who looked arrogant and imposing, instead, there sat an old man in casual clothes, looking like somebody’s friendly grandpa.

“Erm… Hello, Mr Thompson” Roybn said awkwardly. The old man grinned and his eyes roamed over Robyn. “So… This is your latest tactic then Rik?” Mr Thompson asked Richard. Richard replied that it was Robyn’s first day and no one else had used her. Robyn blushed, being talked about in such a disparaging manner and if she wasn’t there was very humiliating. Mr Thompson stroked his beard thoughtfully and said “OK, honey… Turn around, let’s get a good look at what’s on offer”.

Robyn thought she was going to collapse as she unsteadily twirled around, yet her pulse was racing and her pussy was pulsing. Mr Thompson turned to Richard and said, “Mmm she certainly looks like prime slut, but can she deliver?... Tell you what Rik. If the little fuck toy here can take me down to my balls, I’ll make you the sole supplier to all my factories in the country… If she can’t, you give me a twenty-five per cent discount for the next five years”.

Richard looked over at Robyn and nodded, indicating the wager was on. Robyn felt a shiver run down her spine and terminate between her legs. She knew if she failed Richard would be furious and she feared what the consequences would be. Robyn gave Mr Tompson what she thought was a sexy smile and did her best to move towards him erotically.

“Yeah… You can forget about all that seduction shit… Get your knees… Show me your tits… Then crawl over here and fish my cock out!” growled Mr Tompson, his demeanour becoming aggressive. Robyn quickly obeyed, falling to her knees and unfastening her blouse. She parted the garment to display her naked breasts that were topped by her very erect nipples. Mr Thompson chuckled, “Fuck… This slut is already on heat!”.

Robyn then crawled on all fours over to the waiting client who sat with his legs spread wide apart. She could already see his erection tenting in his trousers. Robyn tried to act like she thought a slut would. She looked Mr Thompson in the eye, slowly licking her lips, as she tugged down the zipper on the front of his trousers. Suddenly hot flesh smacked against Robyn’s arm. She looked down and gasped “Holy shit!” as she saw Mr Thompson’s cock.

Robyn had never seen a penis like it. It jutted obscenely up from Mr Thompson’s groin. The bloated head was the size of a golf ball, shiny and purple. The heavily veined shaft was at least eight inches long and around two inches in diameter. “Ain’t it a thing of wonder, honey?” teased Mr Thompson, enjoying the look of shock on Robyn’s face.

Robyn stared at the twitching shaft as if were a snake, mesmerised by its size and angry appearance. “Lips on the dick slut!... I don’t have all day!” snapped Mr Thompson impatiently. Robin glanced over at Richard who frowned at her, nodding his head towards Mr Thompson, indicating Robyn should start sucking him. Remembering the coaching from Miss Winter, Robyn began by running her hot wet tongue around the mushroom head then up and down the shaft, bringing a sigh of approval from Mr Thompson.

Unsure that she would beagle to swallow the immense member, Robyn opened her mouth and engulfed the shaft, using her tongue to lubricate it. She bobbed her head slowly, getting used to having the hot spongey flesh filling her mouth. Mr Thompson began to thrust his hips in unison with the movement of Robyn’s head. She might not have had much experience in giving oral sex but her technique was good enough to excite the old man.

After a couple of minutes of having his shaft teased by Robyn’s mouth, Mr Thompson groaned and said, “Enough of that bitch!... I want it in your throat… I want to hear you gag!”.
Robyn steadied herself and pushed her head down. The wide cockhead instantly blocked her throat, forcing her to breathe through her nose. She instinctively began to choke as the member pressed against the back of her mouth. Her eyes watered, and dibble ran from the corners of her mouth and down her chin.

Despite the instinct to pull back, Robyn forced herself down. She reached a point where it seemed she couldn’t go any further but then, suddenly, her head slid forward and her chin rested against Mr Thompson’s ball sack. “Oh fuck, yes!” cried the old man, feeling his erection grasped by the tightness of Robyn’s windpipe. “You fucking dirty slut!” snarled Mr Thompson as he grabbed Robyn by the hair, holding her in place while she grunted on the cock that was suffocating her.

Finally, Mr Thompson was satisfied he had tortured Robyn enough. He let her loose, allowing her to pull herself off his shaft. As she knelt back coughing and splitting, Mr Thompson cried out “Here’s your reward slut!... Don’t you dare spill any!”. He groaned as he lifted his hips while masturbating himself, then whimpered as a torrent of semen spewed out of his engorged shaft.

Stream after stream of the thick warm viscous fluid splashed across Robyn’s face, entering her eyes mouth and nostrils. Heeding Mr Thompson’s warning Robyn did her best to catch all of the sperm, licking around her mouth and using her fingers to scoop up the rest and lick it down. Mr Thompson was spent. He flopped back in his seat and smirked at Robyn as she humiliated herself.

“Fuck… I never thought you’d find a whore that could take all of me” Mr Thompson said to Richard. “Looks like you got yourself one hell of a deal boy… Next time we do business I’m going to try out this slut’s other holes”. Mr Thompson got up and spoke to Richard some more before leaving. Robyn was left kneeling on the floor cleaning herself of Mr Thompson’s seed. She didn’t even think about stopping before all of the pungent slime had been consumed.