Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)
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				Title: <strong>Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 05:20:45</strong>
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				The weather outside gave his office a dark and gloomy look especially with just the single small lamp lit up that sat on the edge of his desk offering just barely enough light to see by. The office itself was massive taking up the entire top floor of the Office building , which he owned. The previous day the department heads sent the quarterly numbers to his office and for the most part things were right where they should be considering how the economy was.<br><br>Where most business lost money or barely made ends meet His firm was still going strong and showing a slight profit. Though not as large as last year his clients did not cancel any contracts and they even landed one or two large accounts but then they offered other things their competitors would never do. The first thing one would notice upon entering and walking around is there was not a person you would not want to fuck. There was a purpose to it and most employees came around or were already into such things.<br><br>Everyone had their own things to bring and offer to the firm but as he looked at his own sales department he noticed two names that seemed to drag down the entire floor. Looking up their employee files he noticed that they both were fairly new all within a year which caused him concern.<br><br>Calling up the Sales head he quickly found out that both girls it seemed resisted any easy transition to the often practices of the company hell from what the manager said he didn't think the girls had any awareness of it. Sighing he hung up and called up the VP of sales " I want him fired . " Simple words the man would be clearing out his desk and escorted out within minutes.<br><br>Already he knew IT would be deleting his account and any access to the servers. The man would be paid well for a severance and given good references .<br><br>He for a moment thought to hand this down to a lesser person in his office but changed his mind. Sending an email to the two girls<br><br>"Report to my office immediately<br>Damien D'angelo<br>CEO"<br><br>Simple and to the point He stood and refilled his coffee looking out at the large glass that dominated the room offering to him a view of the skyline of most of the city. The dark clouds ominous as they cast the city in a darkness , the storm would be a bad one.<br><br>The girls upon hitting the top floor would be quickly escorted past the large double doors and into his plush office. The center of the room held the large oak hand crafted desk, two chairs on the opposite side made of leather. A leather couch with a small coffee table. A bar area as well as shelves of books and nick knacks. But it was him who dominated the room. HE was six foot with short cropped dark hair. A strong sharp angled features with hard brown piercing eyes. A suit that looked like it cost more to make then most people earn in a year. It showed off the well built frame of the CEO while staying comfortable and never tight in any motion he made. The suit was dark blue that seemed to bring out his features even more He always dressed to succeed and it showed in his thriving business.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BoundBreath</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 05:46:35</strong>
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				It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel overwhelmed at this new job. Though, it wasn't a bad thing. This new placement had real potential for her. Still fairly young, with little sales experience, she only got this position because of her strong references from school and home. Born and bred from a wealthy business family, enough strings were pulled to get her in to the best schools and programs. This wasn't to say she wasn't a bright girl, simply inexperienced. She had obvious latent talent for sales, just no mentors to really help her develop.<br><br>She bit down slightly on the pen that rested between her rosy lips, thinking at first that this email must have been a mistake. The CEO? His office? Now? Using the reflection from the screen she checked her hair, made sure she was presentable, and took a deep breath. "You can do this." Setting the pen down as she stood, hands pressing down her sharp cut jacket and knee-length skirt. A quick glance down her legs to make sure her thigh-high stockings were straight and wrinkle-free.<br><br>On her way to the elevator she could have sworn she saw her boss packing his things, but she was much too distracted by her anxiety to think much of it.<br><br>"I'm Sarah Syntrelli..." She barely had time to get her name out before she was ushered in to the massive office. It took her a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dim light, making out the figure that was silhouette by the window. She suddenly felt very small, not only because she was standing in front of the CEO of this company, but because of his sheer size as well. She barely stood at 5'8 - maybe 5'9, and that was with her heels lifting her slender frame. Her shoulder length dark hair done up in a simple yet fitting bun, light brown eyes not wandering too far away... but trying to look around this very luxurious room.<br><br>She wasn't sure what she should do just yet, stand, sit, introduce herself? Sarah decided against taking any liberties, and stood there waiting for him to speak or welcome her in to the room. All she did was take a deep breath, hoping he wouldn't notice her nervousness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 07:26:18</strong>
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				Jessica sat at her desk with her head in her hands, client reports and the first quarterly's spread across her desk. <em>My numbers suck. I am going to be fired.</em> she thought to herself. <br><br><br>Four months she had been at this job. The only person that had so much as spoken to her, since her initial hiring and orientation, was the retarded mail boy that called her 'Elizabeth.' Elizabeth was the girl who had this office before her and had been fired because she did not sell enough. She looked at her numbers again. <br>&nbsp;<br>Four years of scrimping, saving, waiting tables, and serving drinks to lecherous old men that spent the evening trying to&nbsp; figure out how to cop a feel, all to pay for the prestigious university that got her this prestigious job and four months later she was going to get canned. <em>Fan-fucking-tastic.</em> She sighed and wondered who the mail boy would be calling Elizabeth next week. <br><br>She stepped out of her cubicle to get some more coffee and ran full force into her manager. "Whoa! Sorry Mr. Daniels" she exclaimed. <br><br>He rushed past her, looking somewhat distressed, barely looking up "It is ok, Elizabeth" he mumbled. <br><br><em>Nice.</em> she thought. <br><br>From her cubicle she heard the tell tale "bloop" of the company email system, notifying her she had new message. She read it and her blood ran cold.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Report to my office immediately<br>Damien D'angelo<br>CEO"</strong><br><br><em>Christ, she was going to be fired by the CEO himself? Come on! Her numbers weren't that bad.</em> <br><br>She leaned over to gather her sales reports and proceeded to spill coffee all over her desk. It soaked her copies of the reports and splashed coffee on the waist band of her skirt. "Shit" she muttered as she tied to wipe up the mess. She blotted them dry as best she could and then attended to her skirt. She rolled the waistband down to mask the stain and then pulled her sweater lower trying to hide the rolled waistband without pulling the v-neck down so much that her cleavage popped out. <br><br>Clutching her coffee stained reports Jessica, left her office and took the long elevator ride up to the top floor. When the doors opened she was taken aback by the opulence of the office, a striking young woman that she assumed was Mr. D'Angelo's secretary hustled her into the massive office. Mr. D'Angelo's huge silhouette was behind his desk looking out the window. She had heard he was a big man, but she wasn't prepared for the presence he had. He seemed to fill the huge room.&nbsp; <br><br>The secretary scurried away and Jessica found herself standing next to a beautiful, impeccably dressed woman. Her smart suit and hair neatly wrapped in professional bun made Jessica immediately self conscious. Jessica's long blond hair was loose and slightly wild from her rush and her skirt hung awkwardly on her as she tried to conceal the coffee stain.&nbsp; She nervously shuffled the coffee soaked papers in her hands. <br><br><em>Perfect.</em> she thought, <em>I assume this is the new Elizabeth.</em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 21:44:03</strong>
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				He stood there standing with his back to Sarah as she seemed to arrive first. The steam from his cup rose up slowly while he took sips from it . It was as he heard the door open and close a second time that he turned to view the two girls. Silence reigned in the room while he took in the sight of the young girls. Both had the look of ones fresh from college but beauties as well. <br><br>AS that thought came to his mind he smiled " Sarah, Jessica welcome Now as I don't beat around the bush " that saying always caused his smile to appear " Let me get right down the reason I asked you both to my office. " He turned his lap top as the deep voice of his faded from the room. " Out of all of my sales team , even compared to others at the same time invested in my company the both of you are rock bottom" <br><br>His deep voice showed his disappointment but was there a sense of hope in there as well.. " But I also realize such things to happen cause of improper training and orientation So I fixed that problem and For you two I pose a question. "<br><br>With his grave serious tone he knew that he had the girls by the proverbial balls. For being released from a well established company such as his would make it very difficult to find any descent job and more so with the lack of hiring in this economy. <br><br>"How badly do the two of you wish to remain here ?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BoundBreath</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 23:08:31</strong>
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				Someone she hadn't recognized was soon standing next to her. A faint memory, she had seen her around the office before, but they had never met. Either way, she seemed a bit on nerve. Sarah offered her a simple smile, the outlook of this meeting with the CEO already not looking too well.<br><br>Eyes snapping back to Mr. D'angelo as he began to speak, squinting slightly as she looked over the report on his lap top.<br><br>She knew her sales weren't the best, but rock bottom? The company must only have the best of the best, other jobs she did fairly well... but fairly well was the equivalent of rock bottom here. Hands folded in front of her, doing her best to keep from making any nervous twitches.<br><br>He <em>fixed that problem</em>, was her boss really fired because of her bad performance? She did see him packing his things with a security guard in his office. Sarah suddenly felt very guilty. Why should he be fired when it was her fault?<br><br>Not waiting to hear Jessica's response, she immediately spoke up. "I want nothing more than a position on your staff, sir." Hoping that he didn't hear the slight ping of anxiety in her soft voice. This job was too good to lose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 07:09:36</strong>
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				The pretty, future 'Elizabeth' gave Jessica a kind smile, clearly feeling sorry for her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><em>Wow, those eyes. You could fall into them..</em> Jessica let her mind and eyes wander a bit.<br><br>She jumped slightly and her head snapped forward as Mr. D'angelo started to speak.&nbsp; Her mind fogged as he outlined her failure, "...even compared to others at the same time invested in my company the both of you are rock bottom" he continued. <br><br><em>'Both of you?' Hmm, Ms. Perky Tits sucks too. She is not my replacement</em> It was a small consolation, but it made Jessica feel better. <br><br>" But I also realize such things to happen cause of improper training and orientation So I fixed that problem and For you two I pose a question. " Mr. D'angelo went on to say.<br><br><em>Yeesh. I got Mr. Daniels' fired? My failure is like a virus.</em> She mentally forgave Mr. Daniels for calling her 'Elizabeth.' <br><br>Mr. D'angelo's dark stare cut through her as he asked, "How badly do the two of you wish to remain here?" <br><br><em>There is a chance! I can save this. I owe $52,000 in student loans.&nbsp; I CAN NOT lose this job</em><br><br>The cool collected, Sarah piped up first, "I want nothing more than a position on your staff, sir."<br><br>Jessica stifled a nervous giggle at the girl's clearly unintended double entendre. <em>Jesus, it is like I am 12 years old. </em> <br><br>Jessica blurted out, "Sir, I am willing to do anything. Double, triple my efforts. I will not let you down again." Fear and adrenaline pumping through her veins, her heart jack hammered in her chest and her hands crushed the wrinkled papers in her hands as she spoke. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 23:33:44</strong>
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				Never one did he stop the methodical sipping from the large cup as the girls were very quick to respond giving him their answers. Oh he had already known they both needed this job. For one she was in debt up to her ears and the other well the only place she could possibly get a better one would be one of his major competitors and they generally did not hire former employees of the other. They stole employees.<br><br>Once again Damien fell silent as if in thought while he got up and refilled his cup. Walking back he sat on the corner of his desk " Let me tell you something ladies. In this company we go the extra mile for our customers. Often times our customers have very odd requests and ones that some of my regular sales people cannot fill. " He smiled and gave another pause as he took another sip <br><br>"Still I need to know just how badly each of you want to remain under my employee. As of now I am taking you both under my wing. You two will be my personal sales associates" Among other things. but he kept that part silent for now " Jessica I want you to remove Sarah's clothing, then Sarah after your strip completely you will do the same to Sarah. "
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BoundBreath</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 04:59:12</strong>
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				Eyes darted to the side as she caught Jessica's stifled giggle. Clearly oblivious to her own innuendo. Eyes forward again, watching Mr. D'angelo. He had a certain way of making his point known, even when he wasn't speaking. His stance, posture, facial expressions, she knew he was not a man to play games with.<br><br>Go the extra mile, check. Under his wing? Excellent. Personal sales associates? Perfect! Her lips curved up in to a visible smile, until he gave them their orders. Once again her dusty brown eyes darted over to Jessica, the expression on her face asking... <em>is he serious?</em><br><br>She needed this job, this career would ensure her future... but suddenly she was putting her entire profession in to question. Was the CEO of one of the greatest marketing companies in the country really telling them to get naked to save their jobs?<br><br>She took a slow deep breath, looking forward again. She wasn't sure what to say, or do. Maybe she heard him wrong... "Sir?"
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				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 06:39:36</strong>
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				Time seemed to stand still as Mr. D'angelo's words hung in the air. Jessica stood stunned. She must have misheard, but the look on the pretty Sarah's face told her that she had heard exactly right. <br><br>She felt the reports in her hands slip to the floor and felt as if she may hyperventilate. She had no fall back plan. If she lost this job the plate spinning act that was her finances would would come crashing down around her. The failure her mother warned was her destiny would be become her reality. Her mind raced. She had a decision to make and she needed to make it fast. <br><br>Jessica looked at Sarah as she stepped toward her, this time with a question in her eyes, "<em>Are we going to do this</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 01:52:46</strong>
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				The looks upon both of their faces were what he expected surprise as one questioned him and the other seemed to watch her life crumble before her very eyes and look to the other. Interesting for it would seem that Jessica was definitely the follower. <br><br>Damien keeping that information in mind turned his gaze to Sarah and raised a brow at her question " Did I stutter, Did I speak in tongue? " His tone showing that he was not use to other questioning his commands more so from some piss ant sales person. <br><br>"It is simple choice either you do as I commanded or leave now, I will have a severance check cut immediately and of course you can use us as a reference though it will be truthful and based upon performance" His tone showing that he would not give them time to decide it was either one or the other all depending on how much they wished to remain employeed.
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				Post by: <strong>BoundBreath</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 22:31:17</strong>
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				Sarah felt the poison in Mr. D'angelo's words. If they didn't give in to him, then their careers in marketing and sales would be over. She suddenly got an image of herself selling vacuums door-to-door, wearing a cheesy red suit...<br><br>She didn't go through the best schools to end up a vacuum saleswoman. Feet shifted slightly as she turned to face her co-victim. Jessica seemed crushed as well, finding it all hard to accept... but she also seemed to have that little bit of willingness in her eyes.<br><br>With a slow, deep, drawn out breath, Sarah unclasped her hands and put them at her sides. All she did was look in to Jessica's eyes, and give a small nod. If she would have the support of Jessica, Sarah thought she could get through this. It was just a little sex... right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 06:56:09</strong>
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				There was really no other choice for Jessica, but she did not know Sarah's story. Jessica saw the small nod and the acquiescence in Sarah's eyes. <br><br><em>Ah, so we are in this together. She is really quite beautiful. I could have done much worse. Shit, I have done much worse.</em> Jessica thought as she reached out to the collar of Sarah's jacket. <br><br>Slowly she pulled the collar open and back over Sarah's thin shoulders, revealing a fitted, white button up blouse. Jessica looked up at Mr. D'angelo as she turned to drop the jacket behind her and began to unbutton the blouse. <br><br><em>C'mon Jess, if you are going to do this to save your job. Do this.</em>&nbsp; she thought as she turned Sarah toward Mr. D'angleo and stepped behind her. <br><br>Jessica pulled the clip holding Sarah's neat bun out of her hair and ran her hands through Sarah's dark hair, shaking it loose. Then she slid her hands down Sarah's slender neck and chest until she reached the next fastened button. Gripping a side of the shirt with each hand she quickly ripped at the shirt popping the buttons and revealing the young woman's lingerie covered chest to her boss. In one quick motion she pulled the shirt down over her back and off.&nbsp; Looking at Mr. D'angelo, she circled in front of the half naked woman and dropped the shirt on top of the discarded jacket.&nbsp; She then slid her hands down Sarah's body as she dropped to one knee and unhooked the closure to her skirt. Standing back up she spun Sarah around and bent her slightly as she tugged down the skirt, lowering her own body as it descended showing Sarah's spectacular ass and thigh high stockings to Mr. D'angelo. <br><br>As Sarah stepped from the skirt, Jessica rose again running her hands up the newly exposed, long thin legs and over her lace covered ass, before once again turning Sarah to present her for her boss' approval. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 19:24:55</strong>
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				Damien let the silence hang as the rain started to pelt the glass behind him while the girls seemed to look to the other for a confirmation of what they were about to do and for support it seemed as well. He took another sip from his large mug and gave them the time they seem to need but he already seemed confident of the outcome and soon his assumption was proved correct<br><br>Then it came the nods to the other and he could have sworn that there was a look of excitement within Jess's eyes as she approached Sarah and like a porno with how the hair came loose and flowed out followed by the slow removal of Sarah's clothing he stood with the thunder and lightening as his back drop enjoying the sight of the slow strip tease. Yes he realized they both would work out fine.<br><br>He also noticed how Jessica seemed to linger with her touches and he grinned standing up and walking around Sarah " Very nice " he smirked glancing at Jessica " Seemed you enjoyed that " His laughter seemed to hold a knowing tune to it as he refreshed his coffee and returned to his spot as now it was the others turn to do the undressing
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 01:03:58</strong>
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				Sarah kept up her brave front as Jessica stepped toward her. It was just sex and she’d gone through far too much and had too much riding on this with her family to be fired.&nbsp; Severance pay and vacuum sales were not her cup of tea.&nbsp; <br><br>Her chest heaved as Jessica’s nimble fingers worked on her clothing.&nbsp; She looked at the other girl as she was stripped, her breasts rising and falling, taking in Jessica’s appearance.&nbsp; She was quite stunning, had a body that any man would want to worship and somehow seeing that though the woman was still clothed for now, she found that she didn’t mind this as much as she’d first thought.&nbsp; Had Jessica been a hag then it might have been different.&nbsp; She was a beauty. That was apparent.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes snapped to Mr. D’angelo as she was turned to face him and Jessica stepped behind her.&nbsp; Her hair fell to her shoulders and she didn’t even flinch as the other woman’s fingers went to shake her hair out.&nbsp; Her breath hitched sharply at the way Jessica’s fingers slid down her neck.&nbsp; Passion met her eyes for a brief second and she wondered what he was going to have them do.&nbsp; <br><br>Whatever it was she would do it.&nbsp; Hell, she might even enjoy it.&nbsp; Buttons shot off of her blouse when it was ripped open and though she winced at the ruining of the garment she kept her eyes on Mr. D’angelo.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes dropped briefly to Jessica as the beauty dropped to her knees.&nbsp; Salacious thoughts about her mouth filled her mind but her eyes returned to their tormentor.&nbsp; Though, granted, tormentor was in the eye of the beholder.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood there, lifting her chin proudly and trying not to blush as her body was shown to him.&nbsp; She stepped out of the skirt and gasped at Jessica’s roaming hands, her eyelids lowering at the pleasure of it. <br><br>Sarah smirked slightly at Mr. D’Angelo’s words. Jessica had enjoyed that but Sarah was competitive.&nbsp; Jessica was about to get the tables turned on her.&nbsp; She turned to Jessica and ran her hands over the soft breasts that were covered by an equally soft sweater.&nbsp; “Paybacks, as they say, are a bitch, Jessica.”&nbsp; She wanted to hear the pretty blonde whimper and moan as she was stripped.&nbsp; <br><br>Sarah trailed her fingertips across Jessica’s collar bone, her own eyes fastened on the blonde’s lips, her tongue darting out and moistening her own rosy ones.&nbsp; Her hands slid down the soft fabric of the sweater and then up under, trailing over Jessica’s stomach.&nbsp; Her hands continued their upward pilgrimage to cup Jessica’s beautiful breasts and she squeezed them gently before pushing her hands up the blonde’s body to slide the sweater up and off.&nbsp; <br><br>She was careful with Jessica’s hair though she wanted to pull it.&nbsp; She wanted to see those lips fall open and the surprise in those eyes.&nbsp; She refrained and concentrated on putting on a good show for Mr. D’angelo. <br><br>Wondering at the rolling of the skirt’s waistband she said nothing but unrolled it as her mouth attached to Jessica’s neck, tasting the soft skin there and then moving down to lick over her cleavage as her hands moved to undo the clasp of the garment.&nbsp; She let it drop and ran her hands down to Jessica’s pert ass and dug her fingers in gently.&nbsp; “Beautiful, exquisite,” she whispered, releasing the lovely globes and running her hands freely over the blonde’s body.&nbsp; She took a page out of Jessica’s book and turned her toward Mr. D’Angelo, stepping behind her and sliding her hands up over the ample breasts that belonged to the blonde, her eyes once more going to her boss as she licked the column of the other woman’s neck.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 12:15:38</strong>
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				Jessica's heart was still pounding from the excitement of stripping Sarah, and Mr. D'angelo's approval as the beauty stepped toward her. <br><br>She met the woman's gaze, falling into those intoxicating eyes, as the woman traced her fingers over Jessica's collarbone and then slid her hands over her sweater. When Sarah's hands ventured under her sweater, across her stomach and over your breasts, Jessica's breath caught. With deft skill Sarah removed Jessica's sweater in one quick motion. The excitement of the woman's hands and the cool air of the room made her nipples harden and strain at the thin material of her bra. <br><br>She looked up catching Mr. D'angelo's gaze. His eyes sent a shiver though her body and she looked away quickly afraid he would see the lust in her eyes. Sarah's hands went to her skirt and for a moment Jessica remembered the coffee stain, embarrassed she smiled weakly at the woman as if to apologize. When she did Sarah moved in and started sucking her neck, a soft moan escaped Jessica's lips as she let her head fall back. <br><br>Jessica felt her skirt drop from her waist and then the other woman's hand firmly grip her ass, causing her to open her eyes wide. Her open eyes stared directly into Mr. D'angelo's as she felt Sarah's warm hands roaming over her body. As Sarah's soft tongue slid up her neck, Jessica's body shivered. Her chest heaved with both the excitement of the striptease and the fear of what lie ahead.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 06:52:09</strong>
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				Damien had to admit this was turning into quite the show. How Sarah at first pretended to be offended , shocked by what he was demanding but as each strip of clothing came off to fall somewhere upon the floor he watched the change in his sales woman. He noted how her chest rose and fell with more of a need in mind. How the sexual tension between the two girls started to build and that familiar lusty lookin the Sarah's hues as she watched and let Jessica remove the last of her clothing. <br><br>During that time he kept his eyes upon Jessica as it was only fair considering she was the one being stripped for his viewing pleasure but he had a feeling as she stood to Jessica&nbsp; and he turned his eyes to her that this was about to get far more interesting and it did as he to noticed the smokey look in Jessica's eyes while Sara&nbsp; teased her. How the naked girl slid her hands over Jessica's&nbsp; body and teased her breasts. He could see the nipples of both of the girls grow to hard points.<br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>The whole time he leaned up against his desk enjoying the show but his face kept the mask of all business. For a moment he was sure that the girls were about to Just ravage each other but no as they stood naked in the cool office lightening flashing behind him he walked over as if this was nothing and refilled his coffee cup " Good now Sarah in the top right hand drawer of my desk is a small box please bring it over to Sarah. "<br><br>"Sarah go to my left hand top drawer and pull out the small box. Bring it to Jessica"&nbsp; Once they stood before the other " Now open the boxes in your hand and present it to your partner" <br><br>He waited till she did" Sarah " within was a black lace choker studded with blue diamonds " If you put that around your neck your accepting the fact that I now own that pretty ass of yours. "<br><br>"Jessica "within was a similar black lace choker but with red fire diamonds encrusted " If you put that around your neck your accepting the fact I now own that pretty ass of yours. "<br><br>" Your jobs will be safe, even get a pay raise. But you will follow and obey my every single command"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 04:16:47</strong>
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				“Like that don’t you,” she whispered to Jessica, noting that the woman shivered at the lick. So they’d put on a little show for Mr. D’Angelo.&nbsp; That didn’t mean that things were any less serious though it was a nice distraction for the moment.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened to Mr. D’Angelo’s orders and found herself blanching as she watched Jessica moving toward the desk.&nbsp; The girl retrieved the box.&nbsp; When he turned his attention to her she moved toward the right top hand drawer of his desk and fetched the box and then returned to her spot.<br><br>Sarah turned toward Jessica and opened the box, revealing exactly what Mr. D’Angelo described. She held the bo containing the black lace choker with the red fired diamonds encrusted in it.&nbsp; <br><br>She listened to his words, her body trembling in fear now, not sure about what she should or shouldn’t do.&nbsp; His slave? He would own her?&nbsp; Could she do that? The options were scary, the pros and cons numerous on both sides of the spectrum.&nbsp; <br><br>With a few seconds of further hesitation she took the black lace choker with the blue diamonds and waited for Jessica to see if she’d take the box from her hand. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 08:05:33</strong>
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				Sarah walked toward her and held out a matching box to the one in her own hand. <br><br><em>Owned? Holy shit. This was fast becoming much more serious than a little show and some sex. </em><br><br>She looked from her choker still in the box on Sarah's hand to Sarah and back to the choker. She was afraid to look at Mr. D'angelo he scared her more than a little and already seemed to have entirely too much power over her free will. <br><br><em>$52,000 in student loans. Returning home a failure. Finishing her advertising career writing weekly sales copy for the local Super market in her hometown.&nbsp; How bad could it be?</em><br><br>Jessica stood stock still as she watched Sarah take out her blue diamond choker and hold it in her hand. All that remained was Jessica's choker. She cast a sideways glance at Mr D'angelo and caught his stare. It sent a shiver up her spine and an electric shock through her body. Returning her eyes to Sarah she grabbed the bejeweled collar and quietly clasped it around her neck. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 15:35:24</strong>
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				Damien watched the naked females walk around and past him to his desk and it was clear that his eyes admired both of their shapes and forms. He was silent letting them make the choices and enjoying seeing the look of shocks on their face at their new collars. He let them make their decisions and they chose which pleased him greatly.<br><br>"You both look beautiful " His flashed his million dollar smile running his eyes over one then the other. He made them stand there as sipped his coffee and thought for a moment. " Tomorrow when you both show up for work you will move your stuff into the side offices to mine. Also you will both give me a copy of your bills , loans and finances. I will take care of them. Then you both will receive five grand in cash and will go shopping, the list of clothing you will buy will be handed to you in the morning."<br><br>His intructions clear he walked around the two of them and they could feel his gaze though one would have to wonder what he was thinking. " Since it seems the two of you are still new to each other and you both will be spending a lot of time together .. " he paused and first Jessica then Sarah would feel his lips brush their ears. " I think you two should take the time now to get to know the other much better. " <br><br>Walking away from them to his leather couch he kicked the bottom panel and the drawer popped out with various toys and objects of a sexual nature.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 03:25:17</strong>
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				With a great sigh of mingled frustration and fear for her job, Sarah fastened the collar around her neck.&nbsp; The feeling that washed over her after the latch had caught made her feel odd.&nbsp; Trepidation filled her, worry for what he would have them do and what exactly being owned by him meant.&nbsp; Whatever it was, she’d adorned the collar and it was probably too late to back out now.&nbsp; <br><br>Whatever her motivation for her actions might have been, healthy fear of the man before her was one of the baselines.&nbsp; To be fired and have less than glowing recommendations worried her more than she cared to admit.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes lingered on Jessica, who had donned her own collar but her expression was unreadable. Damn. She wasn’t sure how the other woman felt.&nbsp; Perhaps they felt the same about it all? <br><br>Nude and wearing nothing but a black lace choker wasn’t on her usual daily checklist.&nbsp; <br><br>Sarah listened intently to Mr. D’Angelo’s orders, nodding gently to show that she understood.&nbsp; He laid out what they were to do and it all sounded wonderful.&nbsp; Moving into the offices near his and their bills being paid off.&nbsp; She wondered a bit at what he’d have them wear.&nbsp; <br><br>She shivered when his lips brushed over her ear and scooted closer to Jessica.&nbsp; She smiled at the part about getting to know Jessica better but then realized what he meant.&nbsp; Oh.&nbsp; In front of him?&nbsp; That was the part that made her nervous.&nbsp; She could easily play with Jessica’s beautiful body and could very much enjoy it if they were in private.&nbsp; She’d never performed in any sort of sexual way past taking off Jessica’s clothing before.&nbsp; <br><br>Either way it went she wanted to hear Jessica scream in pleasure.&nbsp; She walked over to the drawer and looked at him hesitantly before picking up a small Pyrex glass dildo.&nbsp; It was rippled and ridged with little bumps.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was sure that she could make Jessica cum with it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 07:02:28</strong>
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				Jessica finally let out her breath when Sarah put on her choker. <br><br><em>Oh, thank fucking God.</em> She thought. <br><br>She had no idea what she would have done if the other woman had declined Mr. D'Angelo's offer. They had just met, but in this surreal situation Jessica not only wanted Sarah to be here, she needed her.&nbsp; She looked into the other woman's beautiful eyes and gave her a light smile of solidarity. Jessica let her eyes roam down Sarah's body. <br><br><em>Dear God, she is gorgeous. Yes, this could have definitely been worse. </em> Jessica thought to herself.<br><br>She turned to face Mr. D'Angelo and he was smiling at her, "You both look beautiful" he praised. Jessica's heart soared. It was an inappropriate response given the circumstances, but she could not help herself. He went on to explain the details of her new placement. She could not believe her ears. <br><br><em>He is going to pay my loans? My bills? All of it will be gone?</em> she thought in disbelief.<br><br>All at once, the weight that had been crushing her for the past four years eased off her shoulders. As he slipped behind her and spoke into her ear, she involuntarily shuddered feeling goose bumps rise all over her body. <br><br>"I think you two should take the time now to get to know the other much better," he whispered. <br><br>Remembering the woman's hands on her body and tongue on her neck, Jessica watched the woman go over to the drawer of toys and select one. Jessica had only been with one woman and that was a drunken night in college that involved little more than making out and clumsy fondling, but it was impossible to mask the lust she felt when she looked at the woman. The stunning, naked woman stood before her, holding a dildo intended for her, Jessica knew she was ready to give herself fully to this woman. <br><br>Jessica walked over to Sarah and stared deeply into her eyes as she ran her tongue up the glass cock in her hand. Then placing her hands firmly on either side of Sarah's waist, she pulled the woman toward her and kissed her, softly at first. She pressed against Sarah's body feeling their breasts touch, Nipple on nipple. The excitement causing her to kiss the woman more deeply, more passionately. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 01:09:27</strong>
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				Sarah watched in surprise as Jessica's pink tongue slid over the Pyrex dildo.&nbsp; &nbsp;She hadn't really thought that the chick had it in her.&nbsp; Well technically she didn't yet but oh… she would.&nbsp; Jessica didn't look like the adventurous type, she looked like Daddy's little princess that could do no wrong.&nbsp; It was a pleasant surprise and Sarah's lips curled into a smile.&nbsp; <br><br>The kiss that Jessica gave was soft at first but it slowly became more until it was a symphony of passion and, highly on Sarah's part, lust.&nbsp; The sensation of their nipples rubbing sent shocks of pleasure to her loins.&nbsp; She wrapped her hand in Jessica's hair and pulled her head back none too gently, her lips going for the blonde's throat.&nbsp; She sucked and nipped on the flesh there as her free hand moved down the vixen's tight little body.&nbsp; Sarah moaned against Jessica's throat as her hand made purchase on the firm globe of her ass.&nbsp; Her nails dug in and she lifted Jessica's leg to her waist. <br><br>Her fingers moved to tease the blonde's nether lips gently, not touching them directly but to the side.&nbsp; She stroked the space between Jessica's mound and leg, knowing that it was sensitive and sure to send chills up her new friend's spine.&nbsp; <br><br>Sarah claimed her lips again, kissing her fiercely and battling her tongue against Jessica's own.&nbsp; Her hand disentangled from the blond locks and slid down to press against the small of her friend's back, urging their bodies ever closer. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 02:14:47</strong>
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				Jessica gasped as Sarah grabbed her hair, and moaned as she started sucking and biting at her neck, both sending sending a bolt of heat straight between her legs. As her leg was lifted to Sarah's hip, Jessica felt herself open, the heat intensifying to an ache. <br><br>Sarah's fingers grazed the skin between her labia and thigh and the stimulation made her feel weak in the knees, Jessica buckled slightly into the woman's body "Oh god" she moaned and she ground her hips against Sarah's thigh. <br><br>Sarah kissed her deeply. Jessica could not contain her lust and excitement, her hands roamed over Sarah's warm, soft skin, up her flat stomach to her beautiful breasts. She held each one as she lowered her mouth to them and teased each nipple by slowly circling them with the tip of her tongue then sucking hard until each one was tight and erect. Jessica purred with pleasure as she enjoyed the breasts she had been thinking about since stripping Sarah earlier in the evening. <br><br>Jessica slid down Sarah's body and knelt in front of her, looking up into her eyes,&nbsp; her face inches from Sarah's bare sex, she ran her finger just barely between Sarah's folds, up to her clit and, while still focused on her face, gently massaged her hard nub.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 09:42:38</strong>
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				Fuck that little minx was a hot one.&nbsp; Sarah hadn't ever seen&nbsp; a woman so sexy in so long.&nbsp; She knew that she had a dominating side with women though she wasn't quite sure why.&nbsp; She just did and loved every second of it.&nbsp; She wouldn't be as cruel to Jessica as she had fantasized about with women before.&nbsp; She felt that part of her being turned on and woken up but she wouldn't slap Jessica.&nbsp; She would pull her hair again though and did as Jess gasped.&nbsp; "Like that do you?" she asked with a slight chuckle and then licked a path up the blonde woman's neck swiftly.<br><br>"Dirty little slut," Sarah whispered into Jessica's ear when she felt the blond's hips rock toward her.&nbsp; "But that's okay. I like it."&nbsp; She grinned. <br><br>Sarah squeaked into the kiss, she couldn't help it. She loved the woman's soft touch.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jessica was making her hot and oh so very wet.&nbsp; Her fingers slid over and brushed across the blonde's mound lightly before delving into the wetness there and rubbing teasingly at her clit.&nbsp; She wickedly thought about the situation and decided that she could care less about the arrangement with D'Angelo, she just wanted to fuck this pretty blond until neither could wiggle anymore.<br><br>Her head fell back in rapture as Jessica's tongue found her very sensitive nipples. "Mmmm."&nbsp; Her hands were brilliant. Her mouth was a fucking <em>genius</em>. <br><br>She was surprised when her friend dropped to her knees.&nbsp; Sarah spread her legs slightly and looked down at Jessica with a lusty gaze. "Nuuuhh," she moaned at the touch of the fingers on her nub and ran her hands up, gripping the pyrex dildo in her right hand, and pinched at her nipples with her left.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 15:16:45</strong>
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				Slipping her fingers along Sarah's slit Jessica could feel the warmth and wetness of the woman's desire and it made her shiver with lust. As her fingers reached the woman's center she pressed upward entering her, feeling the tightness close around her fore and middle fingers. Keeping her eyes trained on the the beautiful brunette and her fingers deep inside her, Jessica pressed her fingers slowly back and forth against the tight walls while very lightly stroking her clit with her thumb.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Jessica wrapped her other arm around the woman's leg, sliding her hand up Sarah's thigh and tight round ass, squeezing. Crazed with desire she pressed her body as close to Sarah's as possible,&nbsp; as if trying to to fuse with her. <br><br>Jessica's face was mere millimeters from Sarah's sweet pussy, her hot breath, now ragged from lust covered Sarah's sex. Unable to deny herself any longer, Jessica replaced her thumb with her tongue and tasted her lover for the first time. Her tongue circled the sensitive tip slowly before she covered it completely with her mouth sucking it and licking the delicious wetness with the flat of her tongue. Her hand gently pulled her fingers in and out of Sarah as she worked and Jessica's soft moans of delight reverberated through the woman's mound. Back arched, Jessica's hips rolled in pleasure as she devoured Sarah.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 15:13:25</strong>
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				Sarah looked down at the beautiful blonde that was playing her body like a concerto violin.&nbsp; Women always knew where to touch and how to put pressure in just the right spots.&nbsp; Jessica's tongue was talented and she felt her knees growing weak, her knees bent and her hands filtered through the long blond hair of the woman who was eating her pussy like it was her last meal. She pressed her clit harder against Jessica's agile tongue and then pulled away with a groan, dropping to her knees quickly and pushing the blonde onto her left side, laying down on her left as well, facing the woman and giving Jessica access to her body. <br><br>The floor wasn't the most comfortable thing but she didn't care and hoped that her fellow slave wasn't uncomfortable.&nbsp; Her fingers pressed against Jessica's ass cheeks hard, pulling her firmly into range and then lifted a long and beautifully shaped leg up so she could have access to that beautiful pussy, the pyrex toy in her left hand, pressing against the back of the other woman.<br><br>She flicked her tongue over Jessica's clit and then licked a long and firm swipe up to her puckered asshole.&nbsp; "Mmmm, you taste amazing," she said loudly enough for the blond to hear before pushing her tongue into Jessica's wet hole.&nbsp; <br><br>She plunged in and out, wiggling her tongue quickly for a few moments before inserting two fingers of her right hand gently into that lovely orifice.&nbsp; She angled her fingers toward Jessica's front and pumped her hand swiftly, sucking and lapping at her clit.&nbsp; <br><br>Sarah took the toy from her left hand and placed it against Jessica's vaginal opening, turning it back and forth with her wrist gently as she slowly pressed the cold glass into her dripping cunt. She pushed it in an inch and then pulled it back out, twisting it so slowly.&nbsp; The toy slid in another few inches before she turned it and pulled it out again.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 23:41:06</strong>
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				Jessica felt very comfortable submitting to Sarah. At this point, she wanted nothing more than to please her. She could feel Sarah sway as she gave in to the pleasure of Jessica's tongue and fingers and this made her, ache with excitement.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>When Sarah pulled away, Jessica looked up to Mr. D’Angelo as she licked and sucked the sweet wetness from her fingers.&nbsp; Sarah sank to her knees beside her and Jessica quietly obeyed as the sexy brunette positioned her. Their two bodies lying side by side, with the woman’s sex once again within reach. Just as she reached for her she felt Sarah's mouth and fingers on her. In her. She groaned as her head fell back, mouth open, her eyes once again finding the dark eyes watching her.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Her eyes opened wide as she felt the cool glass of the toy enter her. Sarah pushed the glass cock gently, twisting through the tight space, which caused Jessica to cry out as her body stretched against it. Her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body tensed and back arched. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ceron</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 08:36:01</strong>
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				Damien could not be more pleased by what he saw as the girls not only obeyed his command but was more then willing to do so. Sipping his coffee he leaned up against his desk and well this was better then any porno that he had ever seen. It was enjoyable to watch as Sarah and Jessica for a brief time vied for dominance over one and the other but as Jessica seemed to fall more and more into the skillful fingers of Sarah and the dildo.<br><br>His cock was straining against his pants the head already having pushed up past the hem of his pants and he smiled hearing the sensual sounds of pleasure coming from them. The carpert on the floor was thick almost like a comforter. Still he was pleased they had done well with their first task.<br><br>His steps were silent as he walked around them and each one would feel his touch slide threw their hair before he leaned once more against his desk a man who rarely was not in control of things.<br><br>"Excellent girls Now that you two know how to play well with each other let's see how well you two are as a team. Both of you crawl over here and suck my cock" The deep voice would break threw the fog of sex as he took in a deep breath enjoying the scents of the girls thick in the air. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 00:38:54</strong>
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				The sight of seeing Jessica licking her juices from those slender fingers was almost too much for Sarah to withstand. She wanted to make that girl scream in pleasure and thrash uncontrollably.&nbsp; <br><br>Her cries were music to Sarah's ears.&nbsp; She loved hearing Jessica's sounds and watched her body's movements, moving away so she couldn't retaliate, and watching as the clear glass stretched into her new friend. She felt someone touching her hair and looked up to see Mr. D'Angelo standing there momentarily before he headed to his desk.&nbsp; <br><br>Unfortunately Mr. D'Angelo called it quits and wanted to be greedy, getting pleasure for himself instead of letting her get Jessica off.&nbsp; She sighed inwardly and slid the toy out of Jessica, putting it into her own mouth and licking it clean. <br><br>Sarah ran her fingers over Jessica's body and then climbed to her knees, crawling over to her Master's lap.&nbsp; She undid his belt with nimble fingers, hearing the leather and the clinking of the buckle as she slid the two ends apart.&nbsp; S<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Truth about Advertising {Marcuss,Bound,Ana)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anastacia</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 01:22:12</strong>
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				Jessica shuddered as the toy was withdrawn, and licked her lips as she watched Sarah's beautiful mouth wrap around and clean it. She then sighed as she watched Sarah's sweet ass crawl across the floor and into Mr. D' Angelo's lap. <br><br>Following suit, Jessica crawled across the room towards her new Master. Coming up behind her sexy friend, Jessica ran her lips lightly up the length of Sarah's body as she joined her between Mr. D'Angelo's legs. She helped her friend unfasten his pants and smiled in appreciation as she freed the huge erection from his boxers. Wrapping one small hand around the base, she looked up at his dark eyes and ran her tongue up the length of the thick shaft, before running the flat of her tongue around the swollen head. <br><br>Jessica smiled at Sarah and took the head of his cock into her mouth, feeling him fill her mouth, his girth pushing down her tongue, she let out a soft moan as she proceeded to pull him in and out of her mouth taking him further into her with each stroke.&nbsp; 
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