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abused secretary (gentleguy /bethany farrel)

gentleguy

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 24, 2013
Location
usa
Mr. Jones was sitting in his office chair,reading the newspaper for a few minutes while waiting on his coffee. Mr. Jones was the manager for his department. He was in a real grumpy mood, he wished his secretary would hurry the fuck up and get him his god damn coffee ,he had plenty of work to do and he needed his morning coffee to start his day.
 
Damn she did it again...why would she never learn? she needed to get his coffee now...but she had to go to the bathroom bad....she gos to the coffee maker an pours it.....puts cream.. and some sugar... as she starts with the sugar she realizes shes gotta go .. bad...absentmindedly she puts too much sugar in....she needs to keep this job.. the bills, the mortgage..she'll so anything to keep this job..."I hope the other girls don't notice me taking the boss his coffee" she thinks.. she would hate to be the brunt of gossip after just starting here...

she walks quickly into the bosses office with his coffee....

Just as she trys to put it on his desk.. the mug hits the edge and spills a bit on the table....

SHit!!!! "Sorry sir"
 
He burst out of his chair, looking at you like he wants to bash your face into the wall. "what the hell do you think your doing you bitch,what if I had important documents there."He walked over to her,looking down at her. Mr. jones was a big man ,5ft10,medium muscular build,white skin that was tanned,blue piercing eyes, and short blonde hair that was only half an inch long, and he was clean shaved. He was wearing a white button up shirt and black dress pants. He continued to rant at her "how in the hell could you fuck up your job like this,what are you some kind of stupid bitch? You have the easiest job in the world, all you have to do is fetch me coffee when I need it, answer and screen calls, and look pretty. But no,you just had to be a fuck up,did you even bother to taste the coffee before you brought it to me?" He reaches his shaking hand down to his coffee mug and takes a sip of it,a bitter taste fills his mouth,turning his head to the side he spits it out "what is this shit you brought to me,are you trying to poison me you bitch?listen here to me and you listen well,you better not fuck up again, or I swear ill fire you so fast you'll end up as a whore on the street trying to make ends meet. Do you understand me?"
 
Trembling a bit from his outburst...

"I'm very sorry sir...can I get something to clean it up with?"

"I really don't want to lose this job sir. I have lots of bills to pay. " She look at him with downcast eyes.. at 5'3" with black hair and brown eyes, with big pouty rubyred lipstick lips, a nice figure and a 36 c bustline, she hopes that her boss wont fire her...

She clicks her red stylish pumps on the floor and asks.."Is there any I can do for you sir?"
 
He sneers at her "yeah there is something you can use,I want you to use your panties to clean up the coffee from the desk and the floor". He stretches his hand out to his side,and begins dumping the coffee right into the carpet. He gives you an angry glare and says "your nothing but a useless whore,after your done here cleaning up the messes that you made,I want you to go get me another coffee,and I swear if you fuck it up, and I know you will because your a worthless piece of shit,I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life."He puts the coffee mug back down on his desk, crossing his arms and tapping his foot. Of course he wasn't really mad at her,this was just a game to him,one which he intended to win.
 
I look down at the floor almost crying... why do men like to treat me that way? Maybe I give off some kind of signal....Its funny but I kinda feel strange abut it...like almost that I want him to treat me that way...

Quietly I say "Yes sir.." looking near the door hoping no one will notice my dirty act... I lift up my skirt and pull my panties down and step out of them...

as my fingers brush my cunt .. its tingling... I use my panties to wipe the desk of coffee and then bend down to wipe the stain on the floor...

As I noticed how dirty and filthy my panties are from the coffee I softly moan... I think this is turning me on... "i'm sorry Sir I'll try better..but I don'yt know if I can be anything but a dumb whore.." I place my hand rubbing my clit as I scrub the floor with my panties...
 
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