"My name is Sonja, I haven't seen you before?"
"I'm Dorothy, no I've just been hired. You?"
"In here? Many times, It's the only way you can keep your job with this company and there is a depression out there, so you submit." They were both handcuffed side by side to a bar on a wall, forcing them to bend over displaying their naked rear charms to the room.
"I work in the mail room and the personal manager told me when I was hired that these sessions with senior management were compulsory. He said I would get slammed, banged and no thanks ma'amed, and if I didn't like it to leave. Who is this Miss Tania woman who brought us in here shackling us?"
"She is the presidents secretary, our mistress. When she says jump you say how high and that means onto some bosses penis or her vagina and you better perform.
"What will happen to us today and why are there two of us?"
"We will be used sexually by on of the big shots, or maybe we'll have to make love to each other to please him, everyone of them have different likes and dislikes. Most of them want's two women because they want a show first."
"You mean we could be eating each other out in front of him?"
"Yes and you better do it for real or you'll really get it."
"What is this room used for there is a big table and a lot of chairs?"
"It's a conference room for the big cheeses. You know the board of directors and all that." The door opened and Tania returned
"Well now the bitches are talking, I love it when you ask to be whacked. Alright Sonja I supposed you were filling the new bitch in on the scoop?" Whack!
"Ouch! Yes Miss Tania I'm sorry. I should be punished for that."
"Oh you will be! You can depend on it and you're the new bitch Dorothy, welcome to your first session."
"Thank... you Miss Tania, sorry... for talking."
"You can talk all you want as long as you take the lashed for it. Now spread your legs more and arch that pretty back I want to inspect your crotch before your master for this session arrives. You're married right bitch"
"He's got a job?"
"No mistress I'm the only provider now."
"Tell him Tankerton Co. is you sexual partner now and for him to leave your body alone!"
"Yes Miss Tania I'll tell him."
"That's a good little bitch, you're the sexual property of Tankerton Co." The door opened and someone entered.
"Ah I see the new employee is here Tania you can start coloring them both now."
"Yes Mr. Soren how many; they were talking without permission too."
"Wonderful, make it eight instead of the usual five then, I just love seeing white flesh taking on all the colors of the rainbows and alternate the riding crop with the paddle I love hearing the different musical sounds they produce on flesh.
"There sir, that was eight each they're both wailing now. What is your pleasure now?"
"Unshackle them and have them eat each other a bit first. You now I like a little entertainment and it adds natural lubrication."
"Alright bitches, get on the floor, you on top Dorothy."
"Get at it bitches, we want to hear you slurp." The women munched loudly on each other's vaginas with Tania prodding them into different positions to please their one-man audience.
"That's enough Tania bring me the new bitch and you sit on the other ones face for now."
"Get up bitch on your knees in front of your master and suck him off."
"Yes mistress," swisssh, "ouch!"
"I didn't tell you to answer me, just do what you're told bitch, no talking only submission and action."
"On the bench Sonja. You heard your master."
Dorothy crawled on her hands and knees to the man. He stood up and she unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and boxers, exposing his semi hard penis. He sat down again and she immediately began sucking and fondling his privates. After a minute or so when he was hard he slapped her face on both sides.
"You got you face slapped, Dorothy bitch. That means you stop sucking and impale your self on his rod while he's sitting on that chair." Tania explained as she got up and walked close to make sure Dorothy performed properly. Sonja scampered along on her hands and knees making sure her face didn't loose contact with her mistress's body. "Good now move your buns and make him come or I'll give you more of this." Whack!
"Nice perky tits Dorothy." He dug his fingers into the soft flesh.
"Ouch, ouch. Ooooh." She increased her speed attempting to appease him.
"That just a little pain bitch, nice blue marks in your nice tits. That it, speed it up, get bouncing you whore and tell me how much you love me or you'll really feel it!"
"Ouch, I love you sir, oooooh ouch! I love you. Ouch!"
"That better now sustain that speed and keep telling me how much it hurts and how much you love me or else!"
"I love you sir so much. Ouch ouuuuch ooooh I love the pain sir hurt my tits please. I love you, hurt me please. Oooh you're digging your fingers into my bum now ooooh it hurts Ooh my tits now" He roared his climax and slapped her face with both hands, then pushed her down on her knees to suck the juices off his penis.
"She's not bad Tania, try to reschedule her for my next session."
"I can't sir, she new and going the rounds, it will be at least two weeks before I can arrange to fit her into your schedule. Mr. Tankerton is away on business as you know and he'll probably give me crap for letting anyone try her out before he does."
"OK it can't be helped, I'll check the glossies in your file and pick a couple of bitches for my session tomorrow. Tania told them to get dressed and headed for the door with Mr. Soren.
Sonja curtsied, "Thank you for letting me serve you sir." Dorothy quickly followed suit.
He looked back with an overbearing expression, "alright then bitches, keep up the good work."
"How often do you have to do this Sonja?"
"With your looks and the fact you're new, probably once maybe twice a day."
"What did he mean by looking at glossies."
"I guess you haven't been photographed; you will be soon. Tania keeps an album with our pictures in it."
"But they got my portrait photograph when I was hired."
"These are not portraits honey they're full body birthday suit glossies, front, rear and profile."
"You mean completely naked?"
"Now you got it, they want to sit and pick out exactly the type of woman they feel like having that day. I understand they call it the cow meat catalog."
"You wanted to see me Tania?" she had been in the conference room five times in the last two week with five different supervisors, this would be number six. That didn't include two sessions with Tania.
"Yes just walk in, Mr. Tankerson is waiting for you. Don't forget to curtsy, bitch." She opened the door and entered the huge office. Mr. Tankerton was behind his desk talking to another man sitting in front of him.
"Mr. Tankerton, I'm Dorothy you wanted to see me." She curtsied
"You don't interrupt me when I'm talking," he pointed at a spot behind and to the side of his desk about five steps from his chair. She quickly positioned herself where ordered. So, this was the great man. He appeared to be in his early fifties, sporting distinguished gray hair, his appearance exuded power and authority. They continued their conversation, smoking cigars and paid no attention to her.
After a few minutes, the other man began staring at her with a questioning expression. He made a head movement towards her to the president, who then turned his chair toward her. "What the hell are you doing?" He bellowed.
"I... I... you told me to... to stand here. Please sir, I don't know what to do." She began to cry.
"What in tarnation do you think you're here for?"
"For... for... sir want's to... have sex and... spank."
"Well by thunder, she knows!" He glanced at the other man who shook his head in disbelief.
"Do you always have sex with your clothes on," the other man said, still shaking his head.
"I'm sorry I... I didn't think," her fingers began fumbling franticly with the buttons on her blouse, while a tear rounded her cheek.
"She's a new one isn't she, Mr. Tankerton? I haven' seen you in the album, what's your name?"
"Dorothy sir, Dorothy Denaro, I've been here two weeks; in the mail room. They... they haven't taken my pictures yet, for the... the album." She tore off a button as more tears flowed.
Mr. Tankerton got up and used his handkerchief to dry her tears. "Take your time girl, then turning to the other man. "I guess they haven't taken the pictures because I was away. I do have presidential privileges you know." They both laughed smugly as he sat down again to continue their discussion.
After a few minutes the other man began staring at her now naked body, his eyebrows raised approvingly. "Well, well sir, that's what I call a great chassis, looks like a hot tomato to me.
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