Jacqui - Space Waif
Copyright© 2010 by Charm Brights
Chapter 46: Queen Of All She Surveys
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 46: Queen Of All She Surveys - Jacqui's life was hard as an orphan born in 2093. She went to a number of jobs which she mostly lost for petty theft, or refusing to co-operate with her boss. Along the way she learned to enjoy spanking. Eventually she ended up in jail with a three month sentence for petty theft
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A week or so later, Sarah told Jacqui that Hubert was there to see her, again. He had been in and out almost every day on some pretext or other and Jacqui was afraid he was trying to decide whether to close Jacqui's House of Joy down.
"Oh, God," Jacqui exploded, "What does he want this time?"
"I'm sure I don't know," Sarah answered sympathetically, "but he has been here a lot lately, and without spending any money, either."
When Hubert came into her office, Jacqui was rather surprised that he seemed nervous. This was not at all what she expected from the boss of all Csadia.
"Well, my Master," she said, half sarcastically but kneeling deferentially at his feet, "What can we do today for your pleasure?"
"Oh, get up and stop playing about," he said, somewhat testily, "I want to ask you something."
"Ask, or order?" inquired Jacqui cautiously.
"Ask, definitely ask," Hubert answered, continuing diffidently, "It isn't something I could order."
"Ask away," Jacqui invited.
"Well ... will you come and live with me at my place and help me run this damned planet? In the last week I have realised just how much Hugo was doing while I thought I was running everything. I can't do it alone and Carol is no help at all. I know it's a lot to ask, but will you, please?"
The tone of voice was almost begging.
"Huh, that's something you could order me to do, and you know it," Jacqui replied, "If you want it, as my owner you just tell me and I move."