The Secret Of Success (Bethany Farrell x DangerousDanielle2)

Beth needed to make it. She had always been able to get ahead but here it was different. Oh she tried. She came to work every day, made sure she was on time ready to work , and really tried to complete her daily tasks with enthusiasm. But it never really worked.

May be she was trying to hard? She thought, but when she looked around she saw all the other women doing the same. Nothing really made her stand out. She saw Terry though, Terry seemed to have it together. She had made supervisor of special projects within 3 months, had her own corner desk, and seemed to be climbing the ladder. The scuttle butt around was that she was doing the higher ups to get a head She always wore dizzying perfume and provocative out fits.... ew. Beth was not ready to degrade herself that way. She didn't even really like men. There had to be some way to derail Terry...

One afternoon she was walking by the executive offices and overheard a snippit of a phone call... "Really? Our Terry? " pause... "Well I will have to look into it." Pause... "Yes sent me the email." Pause... "Well she will need to be written up for that..." pause "I will take care of that sir." and then the beep of the phone call ending. Pause. "Terry we have an urgent matter to discuss..." pause "Yes I know you are trying but this has to be dealt with...." pause "Well maybe if you meet me later I might be able to... stick this in a drawer somewhere where no one will find it" pause "Ok I will see you then" and hangs up. Through the crack in the door she could see him take a file from his desk and put it in a locked cabinet at the back of the office...

Beth thought at once.. If i could just get that file I could really turn the screws on Terry .. That bitch... so she hatched a plan....

She made sure her execs knew she was staying late to finish her work, presumedly to get ahead... she looked around at the nearly deserted office. Good time to get started. She went to the exec's office and tried the door and slipped in. She went to the cabinet and deftly picked the lock with her bobby pin and a paperclip. She heard the lock click. Eureka!

She opened the drawer and found the file folder with Terry's name on it... Time to make her pay......

Sylvia logged off her computer and cleaned up her desk, glancing up at the clock. Oh well, another late evening at work. She stayed longer quite a few times....this time at least, she'll have time enough to hit her favorite bar and down a couple before heading home.

Yeah, home...right....to an empty apartment. It was mostly her own fault. It wasn't as simple as hanging a sign around your neck saying 'HI! I'M A LESBIAN!', and the opportunites at work was even slimmer. She met a Bi girl last year downstairs in the lobby coffeeshop, but a bisexual relationship wasn't the same as being with a lesbian. Sooner or later, Bi's missed having a cock between their legs, and sure enough, that need spelled the end of her last affair.
What made things even harder was the fact that Sylvia was a dominatrix, complete with a bedroom closet filled with a wide variety of nasty looking sexual torture toys.....even her bed had pull out restraints on all 4 corners. The last time she brought a girl home she even gave her a warning about her kinks. Evidentlly her guest didn't believe her, because when she brought out a ballgag and a whip, her guest made a quick exit to the door.

Sylvia did a last check of herself in a mirror. Blonde, 5'9", 120 pounds, she was a stunner, and her 38D breasts added a delicious icing on the cake. She got more than her fair share of 2nd glances from most of the male workers.....

Heading towards the elevator, she spotted a figure in one of the offices that should have been locked hours ago. Being curious, she crept over to the partially ajar doorway. There hovering over a file cabinet was Beth, a junior grade secretary she met a few times.
Sylvia tried flirting with Beth but with no results. Admiring the girl's sensuous figure, she suddenly had an idea.....

She brought out her I phone and silently began taking pictures.....

The next day, Beth had a message waiting for her on her company laptop.
Included with a message was a series of pictures of her and the open file cabinet.
'........if and when the enclosed pics reach corporate my dear Beth," the message ran, 'you'll be out of a job. Tell you what you will do....you will follow the directions enclosed after work today and do what I tell you or else.....'

As she was putting back the file after copying it on the exec's MFC, she thought she heard someone at the door... Beth froze in a moment of panic.. held her breath for an instant... but nothing. She exhaled and made her way to the door. Quietly she opened the door a crack to see if anyone was there but the coast was clear. She slipped out and back to her desk.

Ok part one done. She said to herself. She felt a bit giddy and decided it was time to pack up. As she started packing up out of the corner of her eye she noticed Sylvia at her desk a few cubicles away. She could sense that Sylvia was paying attention to her. She was the office "woman in comfortable shoes" as it were. The gossip was she was a dyke and a pretty brutal one at that... Beth smiled to herself... there was no way she would get involved with that... too much drama... but still... Beth cocked an eyebrow. It beats being alone...

Beth looked at her watch and realized she hadn't eaten since noon and her stomach let her know...Time for a celebratory meal at Mario's. A little seafood pasta and some chardonnay should do the trick. She flung her purse over her shoulder and smiled quickly at Sylvia and walked out.

She had a great meal and a bit too much wine, and when she got home she quickly fell asleep . She had dreams of rising to the top of the proverbial heap, and to her surprise she stepped om Sylvia to do it.... She awoke the next morning with a pop ready to put the second stage into play...

Betrh was in great spirits when she got to her desk the next morning... but when she read the email from Sylvia her heart sank.... THAT BITCH!!!!! Damn it she would ruin everything... she turned around in her chair to see if anyone had seen her screen. Paranoia set in. All of a sudden she was suspicious of everything and everyone.

Would anyone else find out? OMG what if she followed through on her threat and the execs found out? Damn it... Damn it all!!!

She took a deep breath. Maybe Sylvia would take a buyout of some sort? Hmm she didnt have much cash... she was already behind on her credit cards... And what was this "follow my instructions?" Hmmm how to nip this in the bud...

Beth replied to her email.

Sylvia: Ok youve got me. There is no way to deny it since you have proof... but please dont let it get out. Ill pay anything to have you destroy those photos.... as to your request what would you have me do? Is this like the proverbial "Meet me on the schoolyard at 3 o'clock" deal? I need this job. If i get fired im sunk... please dont tell any one.....

Sylvia wasn't at work the next day. She hacked into the company computers and within a short time span, everything was arranged.
'.......if you wish to keep your job," she replied to Beth's e mail....'you will go to the bathroom just after work. You will take off your bra and panties and stuff them in a bag....you will follow the directions I'm leaving you. When you arrive, you will drive around to the back, take off all your clothes and knock twice on the door. You will drop to your knees and wait for the door to open. Any hesitation will result in the release of the pictures....'

Once done, Sylvia got herself ready. She put on her black shiny latex catsuit, black fishnet stockings and her stilleto heels. Back upstairs she went to make sure everything was ready.....her black leather whip was hanging on the wall, a black rubber ballgag and a set of handcuffs on the bedside table....ropes were tied to the ends of the bed.....
Beth was quite a hot looking girl....she would make an excellent sex slave....

Beth looked around for Sylvia in a paranoid fashion. She started biting her nails, something she only did when she was stressed. After scanning the room she saw she was not at work today. She breathed a sigh of relief. Well at least she didn't have to face the bitch. She sat at her desk with her head in her hands. What was she going to do?

For the next few hours she set to doing her work so that at least she wouldn't get fired... today. The welcome distraction at least kept her emotions in check .. mostly. She was a bit jittery and it showed. She spilled her coffee in the break room and absentmindedly bumped into an exec in the hall way. AT about 11am there was the familiar ding that she had received an email... It was from HER. Damn it... just when she thought she would escape.....

With somewhat shaky hands she opened it an read its contents. What the hell? She wanted her to do what? Oh hell no.. no way. The bitch could go to hell... she started biting her nails. Damn it if I refuse or even go to HR with this I'm sunk .... She tried to get on with the rest of her day. For the first time in her life time went fast when she wanted it to stand still... she looked at the clock.... 4 pm...She exhaled...

She stood up and walked to the corporate washrooms like she was being lead to the gallows, almost crying in side. She went in and into a stall.... she started to sniffle and stifled an all out bawl as she didn't want to be discovered... she did as she was instructed... she took off her bra and panties and through them in anger into her purse.... she came out and re adjusted her clothes, now ill fitting and showing off more than is appropriate for the office. She looked at herself in the mirror... she was a mess her mascara smudged, her eyes and nose reddened from the crying. She hated her life now... how could this happen?

She climbed into her car and went to the address instructed it seemed in a quit place which was good... she couldn't believe what she had to do... she shucked off the rest of her clothes in her car and stuffed them in her purse which was now over flowing. She was so miserable and depressed she didnt care anymore. If she had a gun she would probably do herself in. But somehow she got out of her car up to the door, knocked twice and fell to the stoop crying in the crisp afternoon air... afraid of what came next....

Sylvia opened the door and stared down at the naked, trembling and sobbing girl on her knees before her. With whip in hand, Sylvia motioned for her to go inside.
"..for your modesty's sake I had you go to the rear of my house....I could've just as easily had you appear at the front where people would see you...."
No sooner had the girl enter, she quickly snapped a dog collar around the girl's neck and clipped a long metal leash to it.
"stay on all fours bitch," she growled as she yanked hard on the chain. "you haven't earned the right to stand up yet..."

Sylvia led the still sobbing girl up the stairs and into her playroom.
"get onto the bed on your back and spread your legs and arms out....."

when it seemed like the girl would hesitate, she took the whip and struck the girl on her tits....not hard but enough to show her who was in charge.....
"your'e going to be my sex slave," she explained. "you'll come here when I call for you and stay until I tell you to leave...."

while the girl still hesitated to climb onto the bed, Sylvia went to a dresser and brought out a small mini camera.
"I know where you live slave," she explained as she took out the chip and plugged it into a laptop. To the girl's horror, Sylvia wasn't kidding.....video clearly showed Beth being fucked.....in her own bedroom....

"In addition to the work pictures," she explained, "I shot some of these as well. just in case....NOW, GET ON THAT BED!!!"

Strangely Beth was becoming calmer. She didn't understand why. she had just been blackmailed, degraded, humiliated and there seemed to be no end in sight. In fact she had no idea what was coming. But for some reason as she entered into the house and made her way onto the bed her nipples were hardening, and her breath was quickening. When Sylvia struck her, it stung, but it was not lasting. The reddening welt was some what pretty to her, and she wanted to pinch her nipples....

She still wanted to try to keep some of her dignity though. As she made her way onto the bed she lingered with her ass up and shook it a bit. After a few seconds Beth flipped over and did what she was asked, but only what she was asked.

She curled her lips in a smile and balled her hands into fists, and curled her
toes, but remained spread eagled.

"I agree you have me where you want me. But.... you will only get what I want to give you. Nothing more, nothing less. Do your worst...." and Beth proceeded to turn her face away in defiance........

"Only what you wish to give me, huh slave?" Sylvia repeated in obvious disgust....."very well then, tell me what you think of.....'this'..."
Sylvia turned her laptop so Beth could watch what she was about to do. She took the pictures of the girl in bed having sex and sent them to a porno website whos site name was on the top of the screen.

" now then," she continued....." as you can see, I chose 2 of your more....well, let's call them, 'athletic' pictures to this website. Thankfully for you, your location was not revealed, but with just a few strokes I can remedy that. The next stage will be to send them, and s shot of you here spread apart and tied to your work place....."

Sylvia brought over a ballgag, fitted it into her mouth then a strap on harness. Getting on her knees, she plowed into the girl's cunt, burying the dildo up to the hilt. As she raped Beth, she pointed up to a web cam.....
"everything is being filmed," she said proudly....."when I'm finished fucking you, I'm goling to give you one last chance to submit to me fully.....or else...."

Part of Beth wanted too die. She knew that this was not what she wanted. All she was trying to do was to get ahead. She needed more money to get free of her stupid choices. But here again her stubborn pride got the best of her and now she was in real trouble. A tear escaped her eye as she fought desperately within her self to make sense of it all.

She knew she had to keep her job. If this got back to them she didn't know what might happen. So for now she relaxed her body and gave into Sylvia's demands.

All she had to do was wait for the right time......... The problem was that she was starting to enjoy this. She opened up wider and let Sylvia pound her. Her cunt was on fire, and it was building.... she started squirming, writhing on the bed, drooling into her gag. She closed her eyes and let out a long moan.........

Sylvia was enjoying watching the girl struggling and moaning. As she continued raping her, the tool was now slipping in and out so easily....as she looked, there was now a slight glistening in the dildo.

"So....my slave likes being fucked, huh?"
She pulled out, laid down on her tummy between the girl's legs and feasted on her wetness, coaxing more nectar out by licking and sucking on her cunt. Curling her tongue, she dove deep inside, tongue fucking her while reaching up and playing, twisting the girl's nipples....

as her slave came, she sucked away every drop that flowed out.
"you taste delicious," she said as she got up and brought over a thick foam wedge. Shoving it under the girl to make her asshole accessible, she got back on her knees, aiming the dildo at her tight puckered ass.

"You are now hereby officially claimed by me," she said as she slammed it deep in her ass....

Butt fucking her captive for at least an hour, she finally pulled out, took off the harness and took out the girl's gag.

"Get your clothes back on and leave," she said almost coldly. "You now know everything that's happened to you is on video, so hopefully you won't be stupid enough to jeopardize your career by saying anything to anyone.....when you recieve a text saying 'sex slave', you will stop what your'e doing and report to me wherever I tell you....."

With that, she gave her a shot. "this is just to make you too weak to fight me," she explained. "After all, I don't want to take a chance on you assulting me after I untie you. As soon as you wake up, you'll be untied and you can leave...."

Sure enough, after the girl passed out, Sylvia untied her and left the room unlocked. She went upstairs to her bedroom and watched the videos.....

DangerousDanielle2 said:

Sylvia was enjoying watching the girl struggling and moaning. As she continued raping her, the tool was now slipping in and out so easily....as she looked, there was now a slight glistening in the dildo.

"So....my slave likes being fucked, huh?"
She pulled out, laid down on her tummy between the girl's legs and feasted on her wetness, coaxing more nectar out by licking and sucking on her cunt. Curling her tongue, she dove deep inside, tongue fucking her while reaching up and playing, twisting the girl's nipples....

as her slave came, she sucked away every drop that flowed out.
"you taste delicious," she said as she got up and brought over a thick foam wedge. Shoving it under the girl to make her asshole accessible, she got back on her knees, aiming the dildo at her tight puckered ass.

"You are now hereby officially claimed by me," she said as she slammed it deep in her ass....

Butt fucking her captive for at least an hour, she finally pulled out, took off the harness and took out the girl's gag.

"Get your clothes back on and leave," she said almost coldly. "You now know everything that's happened to you is on video, so hopefully you won't be stupid enough to jeopardize your career by saying anything to anyone.....when you recieve a text saying 'sex slave', you will stop what your'e doing and report to me wherever I tell you....."

With that, she gave her a shot. "this is just to make you too weak to fight me," she explained. "After all, I don't want to take a chance on you assulting me after I untie you. As soon as you wake up, you'll be untied and you can leave...."

Sure enough, after the girl passed out, Sylvia untied her and left the room unlocked. She went upstairs to her bedroom and watched the videos.....

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Beth didnt know anything any more. She had been led down this dark rabbit hole into depravity because of her mistake. She was now taking a pounding... mistress was relentless. She had never taken this much abuse. Her body had sweat cum, sweat cum losing all time and space. She was used and abused but a realization came over somewhere in the last few hours.... She liked it...

No she wanted it... actually she craved it. When she left her head space and just drifted off knowing she was pleasing her mistress and just let go, the pain and exhaustion started to melt away... When her mistress left she felt empty.. alone .. and afraid... WHAT WAS HAPPENING...

She heard the words and felt the shot and passed out....

When she came to she was groggy... a mess.... she tryed to get up and after what seemed an hour she got up outta the strange bed... she wondered allowed... where was mistress?

She started to cry... she doesnt want me anymore...

She walked outside into the cool night air got in her car and drove home .. naked... she got to her house and she coulldnt go inside... she didnt know why but she climbed in the swing in the porch... naked... and realized.. she was horny as hell...... OH MISTRESS COME AND CLAIM ME AGAIN... she cried out in vain....

Sylvia cleaned up her dungeon and let out a laugh. This blackmail idea was working far better than she had hoped, but this was just the beginning. Over the years, her investment portfolio was looking great. Just the right stocks, plus the fact that she was heir to a family fortune, resulted in her house being paid for in cash....in reality, she only worked in the company because she was bored, but she also had a more sinister reason....while there, it was an ideal hunting ground, with the lovely Beth as her first trophy.

What would Beth think if she could convince her to become her full time live in sex slave? she had to find out....if Beth declined she would still continue to blackmail the girl into being her whore.

The next day at work, Sylvia decided to find out. She sent Beth a text with only the words, 'sex slave' and followed by another message...
"....come to my house during your lunch...I have something to discuss with you...after I fuck you, of course..."

Beth had spent the night in a cold sweat.. What was happening to her? She woke up every 2 hours getting the required sleep but not quality sleep to be refreshed. Every time she fell asleep, she would dream .. she dreamed of HER... Her body was sore beyond belief. Almost to the point of torture and tearing. And yet she still yearned for her...

She got a glass of water her hands shaking... What was wrong with her.. She looked at the reflection in the mirror....a pale face staring back at her. Her cunt was on fire.... She tried to go back to bed but tossed and turned the rest of the night. Some how in the morning she got her ass to work, and perform her duties but she kept being clumsy, absentminded... hopefully no one would notice. Mistress was not at workagain and she was heartbroken. Would she ever see mistress again? Then the text came. She quickly finished her projects she was working on with an acumen unheard of, and raced to Mistress' house almost running 2 red lights. She looked around and decided something....

She parked in the front, in full view of the street. She realized that mistress had given her something she never had before.... a reason to be. To exist. To prove this she stripped of all of her clothes, knelt at her front door, rang the bell, bent her head forwards, clasped her hand behind her back, and waited for mistress.....

Sylvia wasn't 100% sure that Beth would respond....of course she had enough cam pics and video feed to blackmail her easily, but she hoped against hope that the girl would come to her more willingly. The girl was beautiful and looked even better tied and gagged. What more could she want?

The dominatrix had already changed clothes for today, wearing now a shiny black catsuit, stilleto heels and her whip was laying on a table when the doorbell rang.
When she opened it, there on the porch was Beth. She assumed the girl would be embarrrassed to be at the front, especially considering the fact that she was naked and kneeling. A car drove past with a male inside and he took a glance, almost swerving into the other lane....

"Well now," she said...."what have we here....come inside slave, but stay on all fours...."

Once inside, she closed and locked the door. A black leather collar was laying beside the whip, along with 15 feet of metal leash.
"put your head up slut," she commanded and clicked the collar around her neck, snapping the leash onto a ring on the collar.

"As of now, your name will no longer be of any importance. I will address you as 'slave' or 'slut' and you will call me Mistress.....your body now belongs to me and I will use you however I see fit. I'm glad you responded to the text...get used to it....."
Sylvia yanked hard on the leash, leading her down the hall and into a room. Originally a guest bedroom, she had it made into a dungeon/playroom....a long padded bench with leather cuffs on all 4 corners was against the wall....a row of whips, riding crops, coiled rope and a variety of ballgags hung on the other side. On a dressertop was a wide assortment of dildos, buttplugs and nipple clamps.
On the ceiling was a set of metal rings screwed in.....

"stand up slave," she ordered. Taking rope, she tied the girl's wrists together then threaded it through the eyelets in the ceiling. As she pulled, the girl's arms stretched up, high above her head. Sylvia pulled until the girl was barely standing on her feet.
"Let's see.....what should we start with.....?"
Sylvia picked the whip and began striking the girl on her tits, not hard enough to be painful, just a light sting.
"this is just your first lesson, to make you know who's in charge...."

She paused after 10 strikes, grabbed a ballgag and shoved it in her mouth. "we can't have anyone hearing you scream, can we?" she said as she tightened the strap.....

As Beth crawled in her body was nervous.... she almost wet herself wonder what she would endure. But at the same time her cunt and her head craved this. to be used like this at the mercy of a cruel and unscrupulous mistress. With her eyes downcast she went with her mistress where she led her, trying not to act scared. When she was tied to the ceiling outstretched she feared the end.....what am I doing ? she asked herself and started to cry a bit. When her mistress started whipping her tits she felt strange.

Her nipples stood out like raisins in the midst of the red whip welts. Although the stung and made her dance, they were not overly hurtful. But she was scared... so scared she whimpered and tried not to cry out, but at the 7th she cried out in full force, her tears stinging her face. She also wet herself and felt her legs tremble....

But a strange aura came to her in the midst of the abuse.... a calmness. she felt at peace, and started thinking about a beautiful summers day... the abuse felt good... she understood she was serving her mistresses wants and needs, but strangely enough... her cunt was wetting itself. On the ninth through the tears she moaned. On the tenth she screamed out "Fuck!!!!!" Bracing for impact her tears being choked out by her need to cum. After her mistress was going to gag her, fear crept in her eyes.... they spoke volumes... No mistress I want to yell out cumming for you!!!!!!

Sylvia gazed at the naked feebly struggling girl strung up in front of her. Girls always looked their best when tied up and gagged....
"Who would've known under that secretarial get up that such a sexy body exsisted?," she said as she continued whipping her, loving the way her body gently swayed with the blows. She began striking the girl's tits harder, focusing on her nippples, then stepping behind her and whipping her ass.

Finally ceasing, she put away the whip and brought over a long bar. "This is a spreader bar," she explained. Kneeling on the floor, Sylvia took the leather straps attached to the ends of the bar and fastened them to the girls ankles. Her legs were now wide apart.....
"what a tasty looking pussy," she aid upon closer inspection and rammed a finger inside her. Pulling back out, she noticed with suprise that it was wet.

"so......," she said, licking the nectar off her finger. "You like to be treated like this, do you?"

Sylvia unhooked the spreaderbar, then released the girl from the ceiling but kept her wrists bound. Taking her by the wrists, she dragged the girl into the next room, her bedroom.
Shoving her onto the bed on her back, she quickly secured the girl's wrists to the headboard. Sylvia already discovered the girl's weakness......
Kneeling down between the girl's legs, Sylvia began to feast on Beth. Curling her tongue into a mini cock, she slipped it easily inside her, tongue fucking her. Whipping and abusing girls was fun, but this was a much more pleasurable way to convince her to be her willing slave....

Pumping her in and out with her tongue, Sylvia switched over and slipped 2 fingers inside the girl's now wet cunt. As she masturbated her, she sucked and gently nibbled her now swollen pussy lips. easily driving her into a mind blowing orgasm....

Sex was a powerful weapon, a weapon Sylvia had mastered. It wouldn't be long until Beth would join her willingly.....