<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bb/Margot.jpg)</div>Life had always been fairly good for Katie. She was 22 now, done with college and in a career she enjoyed. She’d grown up with a couple of siblings and loving parents. All of them gorgeous yet quite down to earth and approachable. Katherine O’Rourke did know how to use her body, though. Her long blonde hair was soft and cared for, her eyes big and blue, her lips full and able to pout in just the right way to make a man melt and do what she needed.<br/><br/>There was more to Katie than her good looks and charm, though. She was smart and analytical. Excelling through her college accounting courses with an aptitude for seeing the bigger picture in business and advanced auditing. She would have gone on to a Masters degree but an opportunity opened up that would pave the way for Katie to find success in another fashion.<br/><br/>A position at Harper-Dasse had opened up. It was low level, something that her education, had she gone on and gotten her Masters, would have been beneath her. Even now, it almost was. But that wasn’t what had made it so appealing. Katie had been recruited, seduced by the bigger picture and much bigger payout, if she was successful. And now, six-months in, she<em>was</em>successful at her secret, bigger role.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/3c/KatieO-Nymph.jpg/673px-KatieO-Nymph.jpg)</div>Confidence was high and the thrill of corporate espiangage was addictive. Her handler had become her lover. An older man with an air of dominance she could not resist. He showed her things in the bedroom that made her quiver in ways she’d never dreamed imaginable. Ropes, leather, chains and latex. Her bonus rewards for bringing him the information he wanted were powerful climaxes after what felt like endless hours of ecstatic build up.<br/><br/>She began to seek out others like herself. Searching and learning about BDSM and even finding other partners to play with now and then. Then something changed. Her handler started to pull away, started to turn her down when she called him. Something was wrong and her gut was flipping with nerves when he took longer to reply to texts and emails. Paranoia set in as she tried to just go about her daily workload.<br/><br/>A further turn would leave her desperately hunting for a new place to live. Katie’s luck had soured across the board. Her family was way across the country from her and pride kept her from calling them for help. She was intelligent and resourceful and convinced she would work out her issues. She had one more chance to prove herself valuable to her ever distant handler. Perhaps that had been his plan all along.<br/><br/>The documents were on a server she didn’t normally have access to. A simple override would get her into levels above her normal permissions. Simple for the person she was daringly getting ready to approach. Katie had no idea she had been discovered. Had no idea that her handler had been warned off of her because she’d been careless. She was losing her apartment because of a shareholder within the competitor’s board was ensnared in the same potential scandal and shit rolled downhill. Katie was being systematically cut loose and was grasping at this one chance to get back in their good graces.<br/><br/>It was after hours. Well after hours, but not only was Katie trying to get one last bit of information for the competition, she was also trying to keep on top of her regular work. The audit was running behind schedule and her manager had said it needed to be finished that day or she would be in serious hot water. Unfortunately Katie’s terminal had begun locking her out approximately twenty minutes earlier. She had been trying everything to get back on the server, worried she would get written up for not finishing the audit in time. There was no way for the young woman to know that she had been deliberately locked down from much higher up within the company.<br/><br/>The navy skirt and white top (http://33.media.tumblr.com/04a4342c758e28602e6493887d4b71a7/tumblr_nd9fqxfSZ61shaydeo1_1280.jpg) were light yet Katie was warm as she stepped off of the elevator. No sign of staff. Even the cleaners weren’t around. It was maybe early for them despite how late it was for those bare few who remained. The executive floor was quiet, nearly silent.<em>Nearly</em><br/><br/>There was a rhythmic thumping sound. Faint but distinct. Katie barely breathed as she stepped silently towards Mrs. Harper-Dasse’s office. Low voices that didn’t sound as if they were forming words could be heard. Was she about to catch the couple or was the boss-lady diddling someone else? With a smirk, Katie stepped up to the door, enjoying the sounds for another moment before lifting her hand and knocking. Her thinking being she would catch the woman off guard and be sent away quickly with whatever she needed. The blonde quickly straightened her face to innocent and sweet, her hair set in light waves around her shoulders as she folded her hands behind her back.