Then, he showed her a list of names - her family and friends - their addresses, photos, names of employers. With a motion that was becoming more and more natural, she slid her hand across his body and found his zipper. Monish showed her a handful of videotapes of her last several bondage and gangbang sessions.

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She threw the empty cup and the sandwich into the trash and walked down the hall back toward her office. The new man had her office, Vader's excuse had been that he needed the filing cabinets and wall space but she knew it was the beginning of her downward spiral. Lars looking for her, looking at his watch, looking for her. Hinges grating and sounds from inside another room. Reflexively, her hands crossed at the small of her back.

Her work over the last three weeks had been slipping, shoddy. There was no way she could maintain all three of her lives at the same time, something had to give. If she couldn't eat, she could at least get by on caffeine. She was out on the floor now with the clerks and research team. Her life was falling apart and there was nothing she could do about it. Lars pulling up outside the building, the limousine that would take her to tonight's assignment waiting and stocked with booze and toys. It had become second nature after her first few punishments for speaking out of turn. The sound of metal clicking - someone was unlocking a door. Something in his mouth muffled the sound, but it was definitely a male voice. Someone pushed their toe into the back of her knee and she knelt obediently.

Luckily, those parties were only once a week, sometimes twice. Listen, I'm sorry about earlier." She pushed the button that turned off her computer and reached for her purse. Thanks." "Well, good luck and I'll see you in the morning." She nodded and thought, I hope so. "Well, I guess that's it for tonight," said Vader, turning back to his paperwork. If she resisted, he could keep her there all night. Anyone who got in would see her there, squatting in front of Bailey, sucking his cock. She heard the doors slide open, then a gasp from someone outside. "Take the next one," Bailey growled and she heard the doors slide closed again. He was hot, classically handsome in a jet-black hair and body-builder way. Bailey reached out and let his hand rest on her right breast. She stepped out of the elevator, then turned around to wait for Bailey. He knocked on the hood of the car and the driver got out, walked around and opened up the back door. We're late and Johnny is going to be very upset." He climbed into the back of the limousine after her and slid a suitcase across the floor. He hadn't lifted his eyes from the phone, was exchanging his third or fourth text message with someone. Underneath the helmet." He pointed at another bag, the brown one that he always seemed to have with him. "Or, I should say, he is going to give YOU a hard time." Diane felt a rush of heat and dampness spreading between her legs. She wasn't the "long and lean" type of sexy, she was the "I'm built to be fucked hard" type of sexy. Diane watched puzzled, she'd never seen Lars lose his composure like that before.

Monish and his crew hadn't used her hard that first day, but they had phoned her to service clients nearly every night after. He clearly had someone on the inside who knew when Lars wanted her. Sounds like you're under a lot of stress." "Things are tight right now, yeah. She knew what he wanted, but knew it would make her even more late. The elevator bell dinged and she panicked - they had stopped at one of the floors. She felt herself getting wet, looked at Bailey again. Especially after the way he'd treated her when Lars had given her to him for the first time. A wave of pain flooded over her and she realized he was twisting. She looked and saw Lars leaning against a car outside the glass doors of the building. " Lars dropped a cigarette to the sidewalk and crushed it with his shoe. Without looking at her, he started punching in a text message. "No, there is no underwear," she heard Lars say casually. Tony's going to give me a hard time." He clicked SEND again then looked up at her. "I know." Diane smiled and pulled on the second boot. Even without a mirror, she knew that she was a combination of exaggerations - a fetishist's dream. Her breasts were oversized for her five-foot-eight frame and her ass was wide, but her waist was unnaturally narrow and that made all the difference. She was turned on by the thought of the men would be whipping, fucking, and using her tonight. Showing up flushed from an orgasm would get her in even more trouble than being late. " Lars barked, then punched another message into his phone.

The sessions usually lasted all night, An evening being 8p.m. Monish understood the need for her to get at least some sleep. "After all, it is nearly six o'clock and the city gets interesting at about six," Bailed turned and looke at Diane, "doesn't it, Ms. " Diane felt a rush of panic and nearly fell out of her chair. Diane felt sweat trickling down the sides of her neck, underneath her breasts. She felt herself getting slightly aroused at the idea. My, I must have been rather horny today." Diane stood up and said in a soft voice, "may I leave now? They'd been through a lot together and for something to make him hesitate scared her. She'd always got to the boundaries quicker than he did, it was his protective instinct. She heard the door open and felt him put the helmet on her head. She felt someone outside the car take her hand and she slid toward the open door.

Diane didn't know it but she was being pimped out at over 00 a session. " "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I was concentrating on the Madison account." "Mitchell." "Yes, Mitchell." Bailey leaned toward Vader slightly. Why don't you let me take this home to review and we can talk about it in the morning." Vader looked at him. "Why don't you let me walk you out of the building." She stood up, weak kneed and afraid. It was the look of a ravenous wolf, about to pounce on his prey. She didn't dare confront Bailey directly, so she quietly nodded "yes" and walked with him to the door of Vader's office. " Bailey stared at Diane and said "why don't you go get your purse? When the car arrived, he let her enter first, then stepped in behind her and turned around to face the doors. And he would have to punish her for not being on time. Diane gulped quickly, she couldn't afford to have anything new dripping onto her already-rumpled outfit. And you lost only..." he looked at his watch "...another six minutes. We may as well go for an even six thirty." She felt anger mixed with resignation tugging at her gut. She stripped naked then started pulling on the pieces of the costume one by one. "Diane, I am going to do everything I can to make sure..." he paused. She felt herself getting nervous, tried to fathom what was bothering him. When the car stopped, he released her hands and handed her the goggles. They were painted black, she couldn't see anything through the lenses.

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She'd barely have time to run into the lobby bathrooom and "freshen up" before she had to show up for her morning staff meeting. Rodrigo lurched aside and jumped back into his cubicle. Diane opened wide and took both of his balls between her lips and into her mouth, letting them roll on her tongue. She slid her hand down his shaft and he came immediately, spurting cum onto the helmet and goggles and all over her hand.