I kept massaging her breasts, her breath raged. I controlled her excitement, slowly bending her in direction I desired. I wanted this woman to submit herself to me. I wanted to see her on her knees begging me to allow her to cum. Only thinking about this got me excited.
I could her her ragged breathing. I could see her rubbing her legs, her quivering lip.
I smiled. I unbuttoned her suit and removed it from her shoulders. I squeezed her breasts and pulled her up. She gasped but didn't made any notion to free herself. I pushed her on desk and tucked her skirt. She wore no panties. I put two fingers into her pussy. She moaned. It's dump with her juices. I thrust few times making her moan.
“Will you submit?” I whispered into her ear.
“Ye...Yes.”
I grabbed her hair and pulled. She gasped. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I smile. I push her onto floor.
“Show me.”
She looks on me for a moment. She slowly removes her clothes, kneels and bows touching floor with her forehead.
“I Michelle Rotsenburg swear my eternal obedience... to Janette Smith, my Mistress.”
I chuckled. I grabbed her hair and brought to my crouch. Immediately she started licking. I chuckled again.
“A natural born slut.” She moaned.
I started laughing.
Over the course of next hour, I had access to of Michelle's bank accounts, her house and her other assets. Next hour she donated it all to fictional charity organization. Two hours later I knew everything about her work and private life.
Then it hit me.
She was such a willing slave. She was easy to train and donated all her belongings to my company... Finding others willing slaves might be not a bad idea... I could use Michelle to get some other slaves or preform 'hostile takeover' of her company...
So many possibilities. |