Julie had only been working in my department for a few weeks, but already she had come under the influence of the HR manager and looked to be ensnared in her web. Perhaps a better metaphor might be that she was like a rabbit in the headlights, the way she seemed mesmerised whenever that bitch walked into the room.

I had seen the same thing half a dozen times, young innocent girls just out of school turned into her acolytes, looking at her with their cow eyes every time she walked into the room. All of them had been through my department and moved on to other parts of the company, but I knew that she still had some sort of power over them by reports I had received from my fellow senior managers.

Julie had turned seventeen the previous week and gone through the company ritual of card giving, her name on the company Intranet and having to bring in cakes for everyone in her department. When 'The Bitch' had come in, for that's what those in the know call her, Julie had flushed bright pink, almost run to cut her a piece of cake and given her it with her eyes downcast and a subservient word.

The Bitch had taken it from the young girl, but rather than snatching it as she normally would, she took it, softly reached out her hand and stroked Julie's face, saying something that no one could hear. The poor thing almost cried and if she'd had a tail, I know for a fact that it would have wagged her cute little arse off.

So, there it was. Domineering older woman, cute young innocent and interested observer who'd seen it all before and fully expected it all to go the same way as it had before. Well, it sure as hell didn't!

This morning went just the way they normally did. I left my comfortable detached house in the suburbs, drove my BMW 7 series into town, parked in my 'Senior Managers Only!' car parking space and went up to my office on the fifth floor, just below the Director's Suite. Well, I did get in about forty-five minutes earlier than normal to get my realistic budget figures 'massaged' before my eleven o'clock meeting with my Director, but everything was normal apart from that.

My office sits in the middle of the floor with double-glazed glass walls on all sides, so that I can keep an eye on everyone when I want to. To retain a little privacy, the glass panels all have a venetian blind between the panes which can be raised or adjusted from within. These blinds were as I'd had them the previous afternoon, all open apart from the ones on the West side, where they were pointing slightly downward to keep what had been the rays of the setting Autumn sun at bay.

I was pacing the room thinking about how I could extend my rapidly growing empire by extending my already substantial budget, wearing my wireless headphones, listening to Queen (I always work to 'Power' music!), and just happened to be walking along the West wall, when I became aware that someone was standing next to Julie's desk. I could see out, in a downward direction, but whoever it was could not have seen in unless they bent down and looked up. I stopped pacing and started paying attention, wondering what was afoot.

Though I could not see the person's face, I instantly recognised the scarlet shoes of Ms. HR Bitch. They were one of her many signature attributes, along with short skirts, tanned skin and a put-you-down tone of voice.

It was still early and I was surprised to see her there. She had placed a large pile of files in Julie's 'In Tray' next to her desk, which was fine given that Julie was currently being trained in how my team did their recruitment, but what she did next was not at all usual.

I saw her place her large handbag on the floor, open it, take out a few items I could not see and place them in Julie's bottom drawer. Next she took a sheet of paper from the top file, opened Julie's top drawer and placed the sheet in the front of the Black and Red book that the company insisted all recruits used to record their experiences and manage their work. The Bitch then walked out of my view and I heard the office door close behind her.

I was intrigued; the files were fine, but I wasn't having that power-hungry cow giving my staff orders! I pulled off my headphones and went to see what the note said, determined to drag the bitch back if she had started pulling more weight than she had a right to.

I opened Julie's drawer, pulled out the book and flipped it open at the sheet of paper and began reading through it. It was laser printed, not hand written, and there was loads of it, written in a small font but perfectly easy to read. From the first paragraph my eyes bulged, but as I read further I realised that I had stumbled upon something that I was definitely never meant to see. This is what the note said:

"Julie, my dirty little just-out-of-school slut, did you enjoy yourself last night? Can you still taste my pussy juice on your lips? Does your little clit still throb from the clothes peg I clamped on it while I fucked your tight little pussy with that cucumber? I bet you went home and frigged yourself to sleep didn't you, you horny, dirty, little cow?

Well, I told you to expect something else, but it is going to happen sooner than you could have hoped for. Today, at eleven o'clock, I want you to go to the girls toilets on the fourth floor. Nobody works up there at the moment now that the production team have moved into their new offices on the factory floor, and it will be empty until the builders start refurbishing in three weeks time.

In those weeks you are going to perform some really dirty sex acts, which I know you will just adore. We are going to start today, just you and me, but if you are a good girl I will get some of my other friends involved too. Can you imagine what it would be like to have four females playing with your body while you do the same to girls of your own age or someone even older than myself?

Today, I am going to take you somewhere you have never been. Before the days is out you will have found out how good it feels to give your mouth to a women to use as she wishes. You will have tasted forbidden fruit, or rather forbidden drink, and I just know that you will love it as you have loved every other sexually adventurous journey I have taken you on in the two weeks since I pulled up your skimpy top and sucked your pert little nipples when I stopped the lift between floors as I gave you the factory tour on your first day.

Go up to the 4th floor at ten to eleven and take a plastic bag with you. If anyone else is up there, just leave and I will contact you to rearrange for later today or tomorrow. Otherwise, go into the toilets and go into the furthest cubicle, the one nearest the far wall, and lock the door. Take off all of your clothes and put them into the plastic bag and hang them on the back of the door.

In your bottom drawer (DON'T LOOK UNTIL YOU HAVE FINISHED READING THIS NOTE), you will find two clothes pegs and a blindfold. I want you to put the pegs on your sweet little nipples, which I am sure will be more than stiff in anticipation when you know what you are about to do next. Make sure that you clamp the pegs over your nipples so that they apply the maximum pinching force and stick out ready for me to pull on. I want you to leave the toilet lid up, but the seat down.

At eleven o'clock I will come into the toilets. I will not go into a cubicle, but will wash my hands, then use the hand-dryer, then wash my hands again and dry them on a paper towel. When you hear me pull out a paper towel you can be sure that it is me, so I want you to unlock the cubicle door so that I can hear that you have opened it.

I want you to climb up onto the toilet seat, putting one foot on either side. I want you to spread your knees and lean back against the cistern and then reach down and pull your little pussy open ready for me. I then want you to put on the blindfold and put your hands down by your side and wait for me to open the door. You must not touch yourself at any point in what is to happen.

When I hear you stop moving about I will open the door and admire your cute little body and how you have displayed your willingness to participate in my very dirty little games. I will firstly play with and abuse your little vagina until I am satisfied that you are ready and then I will open the door, take your hand and lead you out of the cubicle into the area by the hand basins. When I stop I want you to get down on your knees and open your mouth ready to perform your next task.

I will have removed my panties before I come up to the 4th floor, so when I lift my skirt my pussy will be ready for you to worship with your tongue. I will spread my lips with my fingers and position myself close to your mouth. When you smell my pussy, I want you to show me how much you love giving me pleasure by sucking and licking my love juice and sticking your tongue as far up my inside me as you can.

When I have had enough of your efforts I will stop you by placing a hand on your head. You are to stop sucking and licking immediately and move from a kneeling position to one where your legs are out in front of you and your arms are propping you up as you lean back. You must then put your head back, open your mouth wide and remain perfectly still. I will stand over you and position myself over your open mouth. I will spread the lips of my cunt and, using the extensive practice I have had in doing exactly this, aim my piss hole at your mouth.

I will wait for a few moments and let you enjoy the anticipation of knowing what you are about to do. When you are ready, I just want you to say "Please" in your most pleading voice before opening your mouth wide again, at which point I will start to piss.

When I start to spurt I don't want you to swallow, I want you to keep the first mouthful in your mouth so that I can see it. I will stop before my piss overflows your open mouth and let you savour the taste of a woman's urine for the second time in your life. I say the second time, because it will be, but it will be the first time you have drunk it hot, straight from a woman's cunt.

Once I have stopped pissing and admired your naked, young body and innocent face, splashed with the urine that is filling your dirty little mouth, I will pull the pegs on your nipples which will be your instructions to 'flush' by swallowing the piss that is in your mouth. I will then fill your mouth again and you can swallow as soon as I stop peeing. We will keep doing this until I have emptied my bladder and filled your stomach with my golden gift.

Once I have spurted the last few dribbles I want you to lick my cunt clean with your tongue. When I am satisfied that you have cleaned me up properly I will help you up, take you back into the cubicle and leave. You should take off your blindfold and wipe any piss off your body with toilet roll, get dressed, mop up any piss off the floor and then go back to work.

If you perform your task well, I will send you an e-mail inviting you to my house this evening. If you don't do exactly as you have been told, I will stop paying attention to you and you will never enjoy my affections again.

If I do not turn up by ten past eleven it means that I have been called away somewhere. In this case you should get dressed and return to work. I will call by your desk as soon as I get back and give you a file of potential recruits. On the back of the fifth sheet will be a handwritten note giving a time this afternoon. Go to the same place ten minutes before that time, and follow the same instructions.

In your bottom drawer, as well as the blindfold and clothes pegs, you will find a clear plastic Coke bottle. You will see that it does not contain Coke, but instead contains a small amount of a yellow liquid; only a couple of teaspoonfuls though. Guess what it is? What could it possibly be? Yes, you are right; it is a small sample of my urine. I collected it this morning as soon as I got out of bed. It felt so good pissing into a glass and pouring some into that bottle before I sat down at my PC to compose this note, just knowing how I was planning to show you another new dirty experience.

Don't open the bottle yet. Just look at it and think about what it is and where it has come from and what you are going to do with it. Give it a good shake and see how it foams up and gets a frothy head on it. I will want you to smell and taste this little sample and then anticipate what it will be like when you are drinking piss directly from a woman's pee hole later today. If you get past this little test, you might be collecting piss into a glass jug from five or six women and girls before sucking a hot piss-cocktail mixture up through a straw while they watch you; this could be in a few days time or tomorrow if you ask really nicely.

I want you to wait until the office is full, take the bottle out of your drawer and then give it a really good shake so that everyone can hear you and will look over. Then pour the liquid into one of the clear plastic cups from the water fountain. I don't want you to drink it down straight away, just pick it up and see how naughty it smells; feel how dirty it feels smelling a women's piss in front of your colleagues! Feel the anticipation as you wonder if anyone is going to ask you what is in the bottle before you have the chance to drink it down!