Work Slave

For Jeannie Holstedt, the world was her oyster. With her knockout body, sparkling smile and way with words, she could manipulate men to her whims and had everything she could ever want. However, she was a bit of a kleptomaniac. With all her power over the male of the species, she couldn't resist running a little scam in the innards of the corporation's computer system to elicit a few ill-gotten gains. Unfortunately, she was about to find that mischief has consequences.

Jeannie's tenure of the company was not without its ups and downs. She had caught the eye of Mister Budges, the CFO, and he was certain she could not be trusted. As it was, he knew she would make mistakes, but he was delighted to find she had committed a felony when she cracked into the company's computer system. Little did Jeannie know that Mister Budges was onto her. She also didn't know she had
cracked a honeypot he had setup just for her. She transferred a few thousand out to her bank account and was just about to leave the office when Mister Budges called.

Jeannie looked around quickly at the office. It was essentially deserted at six o'clock. No one wanted to stay late unless they absolutely had to. She picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she said.

"Ah, Miss Holstedt. I'm glad I caught you. Could you come up to my office, I have a favor to ask," Mister Budges said as pleasantly as possible. His voice almost dripped with honey.

"OK. I'll be up there in a moment," Jeannie said as she placed the receiver gently on the phone. She looked at her computer. She was certain her trace file had been erased. There shouldn't be a thing to worry about. She shook her head.

"Just a coincidence. Old Mister Budges is clueless," she said as she headed out of the office. Just the same, her heart pounded on the way up on the elevator. When she reached the top floor, she stepped out and there wasn't a sole there except for Mister Budges whose door was cracked open allowing light to shine through it.

Jeannie stepped up to the door and knocked firmly on it.

"Mister Budges?" she asked.

"Come in, my dear! So glad you could help me out," Mister Budges replied. Jeannie heard him get out of his chair as she pushed the door open. He waved his hand for her to come in and she walked up to his desk as he gently shut the door behind her and returned to his desk.

"Please, sit down. This won't take but a few moments of your time," Mister Budges said as he smiled warmly at her. Jeannie smiled back and sat down in the chair opposite him, consciously tugging her short skirt down as she sat to prevent showing the old man too much. She didn't want him to have a heart attack.

"Before we begin, I'd just like to say I have admired your work and your professional dress around the office. That skirt is delightful. The blouse is a little tight, but I suppose that suits you. I really like the way your blonde curls flow down over your shoulders onto your breasts," Mister Budge said this like it was the utmost of compliments. Jeannie's jaw dropped. This guy was old enough to be her dad, and he was hitting on her. She looked at him and noticed that while a bit flabby around the middle, his arms were more muscular than she remembered. She raised her eyebrows and looked him in the eye.

"Now Mister Budges, I don't think that kind of talk is appropriate," Jeannie said in as stern a voice as she could muster. She was flustered by the experience and wasn't sure how to handle this unexpected turn of events.

"Ahh, inappropriate! I understand completely. My apologies," Mister Budge said. "Seven thousand, three hundred fifty three dollars and twenty-nine cents. Also inappropriate?"

Jeannie went white. That was the exact dollar figure she had just transferred from the computer into her offshore bank account.

"I know your type, Miss Holstedt, thinking they have the world wrapped around their finger. Well, a felony on your record will not only end your job here, but make it damn difficult to get a job somewhere else," Mister Budges got up from the desk and walked to the large plate glass window overlooking the city. "No way to really charm your way out of a federal prison is there?"

Jeannie thought fast. He might have seen the transaction, but that didn't mean he could prove she did it.

"I imagine what's going through your head right now is 'Can he prove it?' Am I right, Miss Holstedt?"

"Uh, maybe?" Jeannie was getting a little freaked out by Mister Budges mind reading abilities.

"Video surveillance, tracking cookies, a web spider keyed to your offshore account, and a dozen other little tools to track your nefarious deeds will put you away for a long time. Did I mention I was a computer security guru in my previous position, Miss Holstedt? I believe ten to twenty years is the maximum for your crime. Do you want to go to jail or can we come to some kind of agreement, Miss Holstedt?"

He knew more about her crime than she did. She smiled faintly at him.

"Please, call me Jeannie," she tried not to squeak but failed. Mister Budges laughed a deep, warm hearty laugh.

"You're going to be my personal assistant. That's what it will say on your resume. Helping with budgeting and large financial transactions in the market, looking out for the company's interests. You'll be an asset to the firm."

"Am I getting promoted?" Jeannie looked confused.

"Not exactly," Mister Budges said as he walked closer to her. She could smell his cologne wafting through the air, a light, musky sent. "What you will actually be doing for the next year will not be on your resume," Mister Budges touched Jeannie's soft blonde locks and ran his fingers gently through it. "For all intents and purposes, you will be my slave, doing everything I ask of you without complaint and without resistance."

Jeannie swallowed hard. A year as his personal slave versus twenty in prison. With a killer resume at the end with no criminal record. She had to admit the offer was pretty good.

"What do I have to do?" Jeannie's voice quivered a little.

"Do we have an agreement, Jeannie? The offer only stands tonight until I walk out that door," Mister Budges was still as congenial as possible under the circumstances. Jeannie sighed as she realized she had gotten herself into a pickle.

"We have an agreement," Jeannie said.

"Very well, we will start immediately to test your resolve. I'm still not convinced you will be amenable to the arrangements," Mister Budges walked behind his desk and sat down.

"Please, Mister Budges," Jeannie said as she got out of the chair and leaned on the desk looking at him in desperation. "Just give me a chance. I don't want to go to prison."

"You will call me Master, slave. Is that understood?" Mister Budges tone got serious. Jeannie's breath caught in her throat as she saw the change come over him. This wasn't Mister Budges first experience. He wasn't going to be someone she could manipulate out of this.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie said.

"Remove all your clothing, slave," Mister Budges said as if ordering a cup of coffee. Jeannie hesitated.

"Is there a problem, slave?"

Jeannie took a deep breath and shook her head.

"You will speak to me when I ask a question, slave," Mister Budges firm voice shook her to the core.

"There is no problem, Master," Jeannie said as she began to unbutton her shirt. Mister Budges watched her casually as she opened her blue satin blouse to reveal her 32DD black lace bra. He moistened his lips as he looked at her smooth, tanned stomach, He imagined she must work out to keep everything so well toned. Jeannie reached behind her and pursed her lips as she unfastened the clasp and her generous breasts pushed the black lace fabric forward, spilling the bra down her arms. She caught it and placed it on the chair next to  the blouse. Despite herself, her nipples hardened from the cool air and the excitement of the situation. Was her pussy getting wet?

"Continue," Mister Budges said.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie bowed her head as she reached down to remove the skirt. She unfastened the belt, lowered the zipper down the side, and stepped out of the skirt. Her legs were tanned and offset the black garters holding up her pantyhose. As she reached to undo the garters, Mister Budges frowned.

"Leave the garters and pantyhose on for now. Just remove the panties," he said as he gently rubbed on his cock through his slacks.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie said as she hooked her fingers through her panties and slid them down her legs, maneuvering them around the garters. She stepped out of them and then removed her high heels, setting them next to the chair. She looked up at him and the enormity of what she had just done hit her. She was standing in front of the company CFO naked. There was a certain thrill of the taboo and inappropriateness of the situation. She looked nervously at the door.

"Slave, when you are under my control, you are safe. No harm will befall you. I have taken care to see we will not be disturbed,"Mister Budges said as he loosened his tie.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie replied, bowing her head once more as she faced him.

"You have done well with your first task, but the night is young," Mister Budges said as he stood up. "Come over here and release my cock from these slacks."

Jeannie licked her lips nervously but did as she was told. She went over and stood in front of Mister Budges, noting that without her heels on, he towered above her. She noted his arms and legs were amazingly muscular compared to the paunch he carried around his middle. She grasped his belt and undid it.

"On your knees, slave," Mister Budges said gently. This was the moment of true submission. Once she crossed this line, there would be no going back. Not that the alternative held much promise. She got down on her knees. With trembling fingers she undid the clasp and slowly pulled his zipper down. She carefully lowered his slacks, marveling at his thick muscular legs. She fancied he might have been a wrestler at some point and time and she smiled just for a moment at the thought of him in the ring. Her hands traveled up his hairy legs to grasp at the waistband of his boxers. As she lowered the fabric, she was shocked to find a  larger and thicker cock than she had imagined, not that she had thought about Mister Budges penis before today. It was marvelous, a masterpiece of manhood.

"Master, may I suck on it?" Jeannie said without thinking. She was so mesmerized by the thick rod that the words came naturally to her.

"Yes, slave. You may," Mister Budges grunted as Jeannie immediately took the silky, thick head into her mouth. She used all her oral skills to lick and suck his rod to a rigid pole. She licked and slurped, sucked and caressed, and pumped it for all she was worth. It took nearly fifteen minutes of constant attention before she was rewarding with a thick stream of semen in her mouth, on her chest and on the floor.

"Thank you, slave," Mister Budges said as he stepped back and pulled his boxers back on.

"You are welcome, Master," Jeannie said and smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Slave," Mister Budges said as he pulled on his slacks.

"Yes, Master?"

"You spilled. Lick it off the floor and clean it off your chest. I want your body and the floor spotless," Mister Budges said as he sat down in the chair to watch.

Jeannie paused for a moment. This was the most degrading thing she'd ever been asked to do. She used her fingers to clean off the semen on her chest and licked them clean. She inspected herself before turning her attention to the floor. One thing for sure, she wouldn't let any spill in the future. She licked up the few droplets that made it to the carpet, tasting the fibers and a little bit of dirt. Luckily, this was a pretty well maintained floor, so it was almost immaculately clean. Jeannie finished cleaning the floor and sat up, pulling a stray carpet fiber from her lip.

"Very good, slave," Mister Budges said. "This looks to be a beautiful start to the next year."

Jeannie smiled as she thought about it. To be completely under someone else's control was a little bit more exciting than she first imagined. It would be an interesting year indeed.


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Son of a beach

We’re on the beach kissing passionately when I reach my hand down and rub your clit lightly through your bikini.  I know how you love the feel of the smooth fabric rubbing against you.  I can feel your heat through the cotton, and the first hint of moisture.  If it's already coming out, I know you're sopping wet inside!

I slip my unbuttoned shirt off quickly, lay it on the sand, and gently push you down on it.  You reach up to draw me closer to you, but I shake my head.  I've got more things in mind than just a quickie.  I spread your legs with my hands, and kneel down between them.  I untie your bikini bottoms and push them out of the way.  Then, inhaling that sweet perfume as I drop closer to my quarry, I kiss your thighs, keeping you in anticipation of my talented tongue.  I nibble on your outer lips, while I use my free hand to tweak your left nipple gently.  You get the idea and get busy with your other nipple, so both of your tits are getting the attention they deserve.

Finally, I lick your clit gently and you jump.  I know how sensitive you are, and dive deeper into your glistening hole, licking and probing.  All the while, my nose is gently rubbing your clit every now and then to give you just the right amount of stimulation.  We continue like this for what seems like no time at all,  but it's getting darker, so I know we need to move quickly before we can't see a thing.  Your breathing is getting heavier and your moaning fills the air.  I proceed to suck directly on your clit, firm but gentle.  I start lapping up and down from your hole to your clit and back again.  You're humping my face and moaning louder.  My dick has never been so hard.

I've got both my hands on your hips, just to keep a little bit of control.  You've abandoned sitting up so you can grab both of your own tits and play with your nipples.  You start to breathe so heavily, I think you're going to hyperventilate.  Then, you start screaming and rocking your hips as your sweet juices start oozing out more and giving me a wonderful reward for helping you to orgasm.

You continue to shudder for the next few minutes, as subsequent orgasms rock your body.  I hold you close, waiting for them to subside before moving on to the next part of our evening.  Then...

Damn, I see the lights of a beach patrol vehicle coming up the beach.  I

guess we'll have to get dressed and continue this later...

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Lord Z Book Two Preview

The following excerpt from the upcoming sequel to The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa:

     "I close my eyes and see her above me.  Her slick, sweat soaked skin glistening in the moonlight.  The surf echoes in the distance as she fervently pumps her body up and down on my cock, in a fevered frenzy of delight and emotion.  I slow her down with an arm around her back and suckle on her breasts, sucking the generous tits into my mouth, twirling the nipples with my tongue and nibbling them gently.  She presses me back into the padded lawn chair, her mouth on mine, her tongue searching and exploring, tasting my saliva and sucking on my protruding tongue.  She violates my mouth with her tongue as she slides her body gently over mine, rocking her clit back and forth on the base of my cock.  We continue like that for minutes, a gentle lovemaking unlike what has gone before and she shudders when the orgasm takes her.  Her pulsating pussy grips my cock; the sensations of her inner sex pulling and tugging at my sensitive cock head push me over the edge and I erupt inside of her.  She rides me through the extent of my orgasm and then collapses on top of me, crying.  I hold her, not realizing it will be the last time I do."


Just a tantalizing treat from the new book The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa.  Will Lord Z and Melissa part ways? You'll have to read the book to find out.


Sweet wet dreams,


Mangus

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2011 Year in Review

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