A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 & sinera)
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				Title: <strong>A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 20:42:27</strong>
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				Brenda Davison hurried in and stowed her purse in the bottom drawer of the desk. She wasn't late, not yet, but in a few minutes she would have been. She brushed her long brown hair back over her shoulder and straightened her short plaid skirt. It was a cute outfit, one of her favorites, and she needed the extra confidence today.<br><br>She was filling in for one of the secretaries who'd gone to for training in the new computer system, and the professor had a bad reputation. Not for womanizing, but for being a real stickler. He expected his assistant to be perfect and Brenda... well, she wasn't. She did try, though.<br><br>Grabbing the mail, she sorted it into stacks, then grabbed up the stack for the professor and entered his office quietly to place it on his desk. He didn't usually come in to the office until after class, so she knew it was ok to take his mail in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 21:14:54</strong>
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				Jake Roberts, Professor in anthropology, with a small, unknown specialisation in the sexual history of humanity, entered his office in a blaze of energy. He had just finished teaching a class, daring his students to think about how they would react should they be given complete control over another human. Several had blushed in shyness and shame. He enjoyed flustering his listeners and challenging them. It was a great mental exercise and would deliver very satisfying to read essays to his desk.<br><br>He was a meticulous and controlling man. When he didn't find Jane, his secretary, waiting for him with a cup of fresh, black coffee, as was his rule after teaching class, he got annoyed. Instead he found a rookie, called Brenda or something, taken the place of his absent personal assistant. He remebered Jane talking about taking a course...<br><br>"You, Brenda", his cool, sharp voice interrupted her from her work, before ordering her, "Go get me a fresh coffee, black, right now. Return asap and make sure to do this every time I get back from class."<br><br>Having finished ordering her, he entered his office. He stretched his tall body, showing hints of muscle from regular workouts, in his desk chair, before focussing on his mail. His icy blue eyes, contrasting sharply with his short, messy black hair, seemed to devour the mail, most of which ended up with the garbage.<br><br>Not hearing any movement, he called out, "Coffee. Today, Brenda."<br><br>His face was still handsome at 38, his body fit and he was highly attractive. But his most prominent feature were his icy blue eyes, able to intimidate anyone. He had studied humans intensely, and knew just how to cultivate his image to seem more powerful than he was to others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 21:28:36</strong>
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				Brenda didn't think he'd meant to drop whatever she was doing, but obviously he did. She grabbed the oversized mug and went to get coffee. At least she couldn't mess up an order of Black Coffee.<br><br>She nearly ran back to the office to get it to him. How was she supposed to know that he expected to have a cup as soon as he returned from class? Jane hadn't left a list or anything!<br><br>She took a deep breath and carried the cup in, placing it on his desk. "Here you are, sir. Is there anything else I can get you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 21:51:00</strong>
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				He gazed up when the coffee was placed on his desk. Immediately, he took a sip, letting the rich beverage warm him and revitalize him. It was his preferred blend, whih he insisted his faculty on having, or he would quit. They always obliged if he issued that threat.<br><br>Then, his gaze was drawn to his temporary new assistant. She looked pretty, with her long brown hair and almost schoolgirl like outfit. Her skirt was just right, pleated and short. Her top was too conservative for his tastes, though.<br><br>"Tomorrow, you will wear something with more cleavage. Now, I have my grocery list here and some things need to be picked up at the dry cleaners. See to it. Oh, better yet, do it in person", he ordered her.<br><br>He had tacked on the second order smoothly, to partiuially distract her from the first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 22:12:38</strong>
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				She looked at him surprised. "I'm your secretary, not your housekeeper!" she protested. "I can arrange for a service to take care of this for you, though. Would you prefer them delivered here, or to your home?" she asked.<br><br>She'd noticed the order about more cleavage, and her mind immediately started going through what was in her closet before she even thought about it. He had no right to tell her how to dress! She'd heard he was eccentric, and she really needed this job, so she just ignored the sexist comment. He had tenure and nothing would happen if she filed a sexual harassment complaint anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 22:19:36</strong>
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				"Excuse me?" He interrupted her. "I do believe I heard some insubordination there, or whatever they call it. I am your boss, you are my assistant, and in fact even lower than that. In general, things go like this then", Jake reprimanded her, pinning her with his icy eyes, his voice harsh, "I give an order, you complete it. You don't complete it, you are fired. So, chop chop, get going. I need my suit in two hours, as well as my groceries."<br><br>He sat back, watching her carefully. He had noticed how her eyes flickered at the cleavage comment, but not a word of protest had crossed her lips about that. Interesting.<br><br>"What are you still standing here for? Are you waiting for you c4?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 22:26:57</strong>
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				"You'll have to answer your own phone then," she answered stonily. "And I'm not paying for your stuff out of my own pocket." <em>I can't afford to.</em> she added silently, but she'd be damned before admitting that to Mr. High-and-mighty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 22:36:57</strong>
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				"I think I am more than qualified to pick up my own phone, Brenda, wasn't it? And, they will add the things just to my running account there. So, no need to beg me for money. Now... are you still here? Either you walk out that door to complete the errans I gave you, or you will walk out of those doors without a job... Your choice."<br><br>With a wave of his hand, he dismissed her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 22:55:28</strong>
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				Brenda knew he had her. Besides, any time she spent out of the office running his little errands was time away from him!<br><br>She seethed as she went to pick up his laundry. Luckily for him, there was no comment as the clerk handed over his suits and had her sign the receipt. He just filed it away, presumably to be put on the asshat's tab.<br><br>Same at the grocery. She just showed the list to the clerk, pointing out Professor Roberts' signature at the bottom, then signed the receipt. Apparently this wasn't unusual.<br><br>Sooner than she liked, she was back at the university, suits and groceries in hand. Without comment she placed the groceries on the floor by his couch and hung the suits on his coat rack.<br><br>She'd gotten heated lugging the stuff around and had unbuttoned a couple more of the buttons on her blouse, just barely showing off the shell-pink lace on her bra. She hadn't even thought of his order to "show more cleavage" when she'd done it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 23:06:02</strong>
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				He walked back into his office, just returning from his lunch break and eyed his new assistant.<br><br>"Took you long enough", he said, standing behind her unnoticed. He walked around her, to head to his desk, but turned and faced her, noticing the lacy edge of her bra.<br><br>He looked in her eyes and told her with a smirk, "Though, I am glad you have completed ALL of my orders. Still, make sure your bra fits more fashionably with the rest of your ensemble. It presents class, which you obviously lack, my sweetheart. Now, go about your business. In your absence, some more mail arrived. I need you to deliver my replies to the appropiate people here at the university. I believe there are fifteen letters. I always thought letters being hand delivered are more... enticing to read."<br><br>He invented that oder on the spot, as he noticed her heated appearance from running his errands. He wouldn't mind seeing more of that effect on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 23:13:21</strong>
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				Brenda clenched her jaw. <em>Arrogant, insufferable Bastard!</em> she fumed.<br><br>She took the letters and leafed through them, arranging them so she wouldn't have to backtrack. As she left his office she rebuttoned her shirt. He thought she'd unbuttoned it because he told her to - of all the nerve!<br><br>By the time she'd finished running all over campus delivering her letters she was winded and just a tad sweaty. She could only imagine what he'd think of that, so she paused to grab a bottle of water from the cooler, and take a few calming breaths.<br><br>When she returned to the office she left her shirt buttoned and didn't even go into his office, sitting at her own desk instead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 23:31:07</strong>
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				As the day was drawing to a close, and most everyone was leaving, Jake thought again about a little something he had been thinking earlier. He had noticed how submissive Brenda's tendencies were. She obeyed him, even though she didn't want to. And it gave him an idea. With happy eyes he looked up to the ceiling ,where he had hidden a camera. He would need the tape soon.<br><br>He buzzed the intercom and called Brenda over to his office. His blue eyes pined hers down once more and in his most charming, cultural voice, he told her, "Your performance today was barely adequate, Miss Davison. I am afraid I will have to question the personnel services to see why they hired you. I will also have to question the wiseness of their decision..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 23:41:48</strong>
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				Brenda looked down at the floor. She knew that no matter what she said in her defense, Professor Roberts had a lot of power at the university. If he told them to fire her, they would.<br><br>"Please, Professor. I know I wasn't exactly as good a secretary as Jane is... I just... wasn't prepared for some of the tasks you seem to take for granted."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 23:46:36</strong>
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				He looked her pretty, well-shaped body up and down, before looking in her avoiding eyes again.<br><br>"I think, miss Davison, you have to somehow prove yourself to me, to secure your future at this academy, this great institute of learning. What do you think?"<br><br>his voice had become more suggestive, more seductive. He enjoyed playing with people like he played with her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 00:04:14</strong>
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				She didn't quite get it yet.<br><br>"Oh Professor!" she looked up at him. "I'll do better tomorrow, I promise! I'll have your coffee waiting for you when you come in from class - black, just like you like it, and I'll wear better shoes for delivering your mail!"<br><br>She took a half-step forward in her eagerness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 00:12:33</strong>
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				"You misunderstand me, Brenda... I want you to prove your worth to me, right now. Convincingly prov it to me, even, or I will stop by on personnel services before I go home this very evening..."<br><br>The threat was clear, the bait was there, now to see if the woman could work out how to catch...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 00:18:41</strong>
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				She looked at him, confused. Surely the man wasn't asking her for sex right here and now?<br><br>"I... I'm sorry Professor. I don't know how to; there's no work left that can be done tonight... unless..." she looked at him, puzzled.<br><br>She wouldn't be above having sex with him, if that would keep her job, and honestly, he wasn't half-bad to look at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 00:30:39</strong>
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				"Yes, you are on the right track, at last, Brenda." <br><br>He smirked smugly at her, before ordering her, firmly, commandingly, seductively, "Unless you strip down now and crawl to me, where you will suck my cock, with pleasure..."<br><br>He wondered how she would react at his bold words. If he had judged her right, which he usually did with people, she would be reluctant, but do it anyway... Jake was looking forward to it. And of course, to her delivering him more blackmail material, as the hidden camera was running.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 01:27:35</strong>
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				Brenda gasped in surprise and indignation.<br><br>"Professor! You're disgusting!" she exclaimed as she spun around and headed for the door. She paused at the door preparing to give him a scathing exit line, then slam the door behind her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 01:36:49</strong>
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				"If you walk out of that door, you will never find work in this town or any university ever again, so think wisely before you do something so foolish and rash", he taunte her challengingly, before turning up the seduction again, almost purring his next line, "Does performing a small service for me really sound that uch worse than being unemploye the moment you leave here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 01:44:24</strong>
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				Brenda paused, her hand on the door and leaned her head on her hand. She really did need this job. Without it she'd be out on the street... and how far was it from being out on the street to becoming a street-walker?<br><br>She slowly closed the door, and leaned against it. <br><br>"Please professor. Don't make me do this," she begged, even as her hands went to the buttons on her shirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 01:46:55</strong>
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				He had her right where he wanted. He knew it the moment she reache up to start undoing her buttons, even as her voice still proteste. She was a natural submissive and he would enjoy playing with her.<br><br>"The choice is yours. Your job an my cock... or neither."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 01:59:18</strong>
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				Brenda fell silent, keeping her eyes on the floor as she slowly removed her blouse, pulling it out of her skirt as she undid the buttons, then slipping it off her shoulders to pool on the floor at her feet. Her skirt soon followed, leaving her in her shell-pink bra and matching underpants.<br><br>Her cheeks burned red as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra and slip it off her shoulders, dangling it from one hand before letting it drop to join the rest of her clothing. She hooked trembling fingers in the waistband of her underpants and bent to slide them off. They hit the floor about the same time as her first tear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 02:09:53</strong>
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				"Good girl", Jake praise her, while his eyes rank in the sight. She was ismply gorgeous. Feminine curves, a slender waist an long brown hair crowning a pretty face. Her breasts were firm and very alluring. The way she undressed, reluctantly, slowly, was, unknown to her, highly arousing an mae Jake's manhood grow hard in his pants. The jewel on the crown was when she reveale her sexy little pussy to him. Oh, he wanted her... now.<br><br>"You look magnificent, my little Brenda. Now, come closer and service me, with your hot little mouth..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 05:12:24</strong>
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				Tears continued tracking their way down her face as her embarrassment continued to rise.<br><br>She started walking to him, then remembered his order to crawl. She dropped to all fours, keeping her eyes on his shoes and crawled to him. Upon reaching him she reached up with shaking hands to undo his belt and trousers.<br><br>She wasn't a virgin, but one wouldn't have believed it, watching her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 05:24:19</strong>
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				Bringing a swift end to the last of her hesitation, he grabbed her head, while his impressive erection jumped from his trousers. Looking in her eyes, he told her, "you can only convince me to keep you if you properly worship my cock and balls. Worship it with words and deeds... Now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 05:34:50</strong>
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				She didn't know how to answer that. Worship with words and deeds? She didn't know how to worship his cock with words, so without a sound she began lapping at his balls, just as her first (and only) lover had taught her. She closed her eyes and suckled gently on them, drawing them one at a time into her mouth and running her tongue around them, while she took his cock in one hand and started stroking it gently.<br><br>She licked up his cock, starting at the base and ending at the tip, circled the head with her tongue, then licked back down again. She did this several times and hoped he was enjoying it. She then sucked lightly on the head, again using her tongue to tease his cock while she was sucking on it. She kept stroking him while she did this, and used the other hand to keep stimulating his balls.<br><br>Finally she took a deep breath and took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, holding him there until her breath gave out, then pulling back. She knew he wouldn't be satisfied unless he came, so she repeated the process over and over again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 05:41:39</strong>
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				A groan escaped his lips, as Jake received a magnificent blowjob. Whoever had taught her, he or she had done an amazing job. And he would enjoy reaping the benefits. It was driving him crazy...<br><br>Crazy with desire, with lust and the unmitigated need to come... to come hard.<br><br>"Oh... You are quite... goo, Brenda dearest..." He gasped, as her tongue worshipped him, caressed him drove him on. When she truly started sucking him, he could barely hold in his orgasm any longer. When she kept repeating her movements, she drove him to the edge of pleasure, followed by forcing him to tumble over said edge.<br><br>"Brenda, I am... I am... cumming... swallow it all..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 05:58:27</strong>
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				Brenda braced herself for the flood of cum she knew she was going to get, trying to force herself not to gag. She'd always gagged on her ex-boyfriends cum. He'd said it was one of the reasons he was leaving her - she so obviously didn't like sex.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 06:01:33</strong>
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				"Oh... oh Go", Jake moaned in delight, as he suddenly exploded, a large amount of his semen bursting out of his cock, into her mouth, as pleasure overwhelmed him, making his back arch up in his chair, while his whole body shivered.<br><br>"Well done, my little Brenda... well done...", he told her, patting her head, his cock still in her mouth, spurting the last bits of seed, "Now be a good girl and swallow it, with taste. I know you will like it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 06:09:30</strong>
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				Brenda swallowed as much as she could, swallowing quickly, trying to get it all. She had the feeling he'd be annoyed if she didn't swallow it all, so she quickly licked up what little escaped.<br><br>She kept his cock in her mouth until he quit cumming, then sat back on her heels, tears of humiliation and defeat in her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 06:12:05</strong>
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				He looked down at her humiliated form, while he was quite satisfied. Deciding to humiliate her further, before pulling out his blackmail material, He asked her, seductively,<br><br>"So, how did you like doing that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 00:56:28</strong>
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				Brenda was nearly sobbing by the time the professor was finished cumming. Surely now he'd let her go, let her keep her job... but somehow she got the impression he wasn't finished with her.<br><br>She resisted the urge to wipe her mouth on the back of her hand. Keeping her eyes on the floor she choked out her answer: "I didn't. I hated it. I didn't like it the first time I did it, and I don't like it now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 00:59:57</strong>
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				He looked down at her without pity, before smiling cruelly.<br><br>"I am afraid, however, that you will have to repeat it very, very often. At least daily, if not more..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 01:15:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda sighed. She'd been afraid of that. As long as all he asked for was blowjobs, she could handle it. It was only for a week.<br><br>She nodded, her eyes still on the floor. "Is that all sir? May I go now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 01:25:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, go home, but return tomorrow on time and... without underwear. We are going to explore the rest of your body then... Sleep tight, my pretty."<br><br>With that, Jake stood up, petting her head and simply left.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 01:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda was too emotionally drained to even stand. She crawled over to her clothes and got dressed slowly, her tears pouring down her face. Once she was dressed she stood and retrieved her belongings from her desk.<br><br>When she arrived home she stripped and threw the clothes into the hamper. She'd have thrown them away, but didn't have the money to replace them. She got into the tub and turned the shower on, crouching in the floor, sobbing and rocking herself.<br><br>Soon the water had cooled and she turned it off. She stayed in the shower for a while, then went and crawled into her bed where she found oblivion for a few hours.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 12:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jake spent the better part of the evening preparing things for the following days. While the threat of losing her job was enough to get her somewhat cooperative, he wanted there to be more of an urge in her availabilty to him, an urge that right now was still filled with reluctance. So, while he would slowly break her defences down, he needed to give her another incentive to cooperate better. And he had just the thing.<br><br>The following morning, Jake headed to his work unusually early. Instead of heading straight to class and arriving there at the last minute, he went to his office well before anyone else wold come to work. There, he stood at his secretary's desk and place three photographs on her desk.<br><br>One showed her in the process of stripping. The second one showed her her on her knees, naked, in front of him, clothed, as she was opening his pants. The third photgraph was her, taking his seed, with drops of it leaking from the corners of her mouth. The pictures were in black and white, so the white of the seed was especially visible.<br><br>He added a note, saying, "Think up a way you can make me keep these photographs and the rest of the collection to myself... and don't forget my coffee. With cream today."<br><br>Afterwards, he headed to class, surprising his students by being there first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 19:20:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda woke with a feeling of dread. She dragged through getting ready for work, her mind on what had happened yesterday. She looked at herself in the mirror, trying to hide the circles under her eyes with concealer. She'd had nightmares all night of being chained in a dungeon while the professor forced her to do unspeakable things.<br><br>She chose a dress that looked semi-professional but had a low neckline and a bra that pushed her breasts up, creating a nice rounded look. She paused when her hand closed on the matching panties, then withdrew her hand, leaving the underwear in the drawer.<br><br>She wanted to call in sick. She wanted to quit. She wanted out of the situation. She needed the job, so she found herself driving in to work on time.<br><br>She grabbed the mail on her way in and made her way to her office, trying to smile at people she saw, not wanting anyone to know something was wrong. She sorted it on the way in and carried the professor's mail into his office, her cheeks burning as she thought of what she'd done the evening before.<br><br>Returning to her office, she didn't notice the pictures at first, being intent on stowing her purse in the drawer. She dropped the mail in her in box and then noticed the pictures. She slowly picked them up and gasped as she read the note.<br><br>She sank into her chair, note in hand. Dearest God above. It wasn't over... and it looked like the professor didn't intend for it to ever be over.<br><br>She put the pictures and note in her purse. She needed time to think. She glanced at the clock and realized she had just enough time to get the professor's coffee - with cream - and have it waiting for him when he returned from class.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 21:45:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In an exceptional good mood, he entered his office after his starting class of the day. In four hours, he would have to teach his second class. His good mood was a result of thinking about how he was going to fill up those four hours.<br><br>He had a lovely new, prudish slave. And today, he woul show her that she could enjoy being his servant, his sexual plaything. He even had some nice attributes in his deskdrawer to help her along, should it be necessary.<br><br>Whistling, he walked into his office, where she stood waiting with his coffee.<br><br>"That you, dear... now tell me, what have you decided on doing to convince me not to show these pictures to anyone?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 22:12:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda blanched slightly, not expecting him to be so brutally blunt.<br><br>"I haven't had time to think about it, professor. I've only just found your ... ultimatum. Could... could you give me some time to think about it?" she pleaded. Surely she could figure a way out of this, given enough time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 22:22:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smirking, he took a sip of his coffee, before replying. <br><br>"You have thirty minutes. Then, you better join me in my office with a clear idea."<br><br>He disappeared into his office, sipping more of his coffee, while thinking about what to do with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 22:32:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda sunk into her chair and held her head in her hands, trying to think clearly. Three times she raised her hand to call human relations, the police ... someone! And three times she put her hand back down. <br><br>She was a fool to think all he'd want were blow-jobs, and that would be used against her if she reported him. She should have turned and left when he first demanded it. She should have went straight to the police when she left the office. She should have called human relations before coming in to work. There was noone left to call.<br><br>She needed to come up with a plan - and fast! She only had five minutes left. Her mind was reeling - what could she possibly offer so he would let her go! Even if she offered to give him as many blow-jobs as he wanted in her remaining 4 days, he'd still have the photos, and he'd never let her go.<br><br>Finally she sighed. She knew what she had to do. She stood, straightening her dress, making sure her breasts were pushed up, showing the tops at the sweetheart neckline of her dress, and walked into the professor's office, closing the door behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 22:41:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking her appearance in properly for the first time toay, he noticed she had followed his orders. Her dress was very revealing an showed off an impressive cleavage. A drool-worthy cleavage even. He took a look at her determined face an asked, "So, my dear, what are you going to offer me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 22:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She twisted her hands in front of her, not meeting his eyes. "I... I'm not sure what you want, professor." She glanced up at him, then back down at the floor. "Would... would offering to give you a blow job whenever you wanted one be enough? I wouldn't do it in public," she added hastily. "Nothing in front of other people. I... I couldn't stand for anyone to watch."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 23:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gazed at her, coolly.<br><br>"Is that the best you can come up with? I had expected something more exciting. But, lets call it a good start at least. Now, go on..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 00:00:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you want from me?" she cried, nearly in tears. "Just say it! Get it over with!" She looked up at him for the first time. "You're an evil, vile man, and I have no idea what to say to get you to let me go, so just tell me what you want already!"<br><br>She burst into tears, her moment of bravery over, and looked down at the floor again. "I don't know anything about men," she muttered. "My boyfriend broke up with me because I couldn't please him - I'm just too stupid."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 00:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing his chance, in this moment of weakness so vividly displayed, Jake offered huskily, "And what if, in repayment for my silence, you let me teach you how to please men?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 05:45:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda blushed bright red at the professor's words. Could it be that this was just his way of getting to know her? Was this a fumbling attempt to woo her, not the cruel machinations of a manipulating asshat? She looked up at him, trying to read his face and failing miserably.<br><br>"I... I...." she paused, trying to think, trying to decide. The look on his face convinced her. She hung her head in defeat. "Yes. Alright. Whatever you want, professor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 14:22:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good, good", he exclaimed, pleased beyond words. For a moment he thought. He would of course teach her how to please men, but only one man would ever get anything out of what she learned, namely him.<br><br>"I think we should begin by making sure you even know how to enjoy sex and anything related to it", Jake started, looking her up and down hungrily.<br><br>"In order to do that, you will now strip, completely. When you are naked, you will come here and sit on my desk, facing me. You will make yourself aroused, and you will show me your wetness. That would be a good start, I think."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 04:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda squirmed slightly. "Ah... I... But it's daytime! We're at work - what if a student comes to ask you something... or the phone rings... or..." Her voice trails off, knowing she's delaying the inevitable.<br><br>"Please, professor... Don't make me strip again," she refuses to even think about him wanting to watch her masturbate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 04:57:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Brenda... you are going to do as I say... and the chance of someone entering are very slim. Besides, it will add a bit of a thrill to it. Now... are you going to obey? Strip! Sit! And start touching!"<br><br>He was charming, comforting and intimidating all at once. Jake completely wanted this woman... now!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 05:08:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing furiously, Brenda reached for the zipper on the back of her dress, undoing it and letting it fall to her feet, then repeating the motion with her bra, leaving her standing in front of the professor in the nude. <br><br>She walked around and sat on his desk, squarely on the blotter in the center of the desk. She leaned back slightly and slid her right hand down to her pussy.<br><br>To her surprise, she was already slightly wet. How could she be turned on by this? How strange! She didn't say anything but started rubbing her clit with her middle finger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 05:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jake watched in facination and growing arousal as she finally gave in and started her little erotic show. It started promising, revealing her gorgeous body completely to him. But at her rubbing, he smiled, noticing how easily it was going, pointing to some arousal already present. She liked it...<br><br>"Now Brenda, make yourself climax in front of me. You know what, to make it extra-goo for you... you must kee rubbing yourself and fiungering youself till you squirt out your pleasure. Don't stop till you do..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 05:33:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda started getting into it. It was actually kind of exciting to have him watching her play with herself. She spread her legs, lying back on the desk and putting her feet on the desk, fully opening her pussy to his eyes.<br><br>She was using both hands now, sliding two fingers of her left hand just inside the entrance to her pussy, teasing her tight little hole as her right hand teased her clit.<br><br>"Oh.... oh.. God," she moaned softly. "I'm going to cum, professor!" she groaned, then cried out softly as her pussy tightened down on her fingers and her butt came up off the desk as she came. She didn't squirt, but her pussy did flood with juices.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 05:53:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He got as hard as a rock! Just from seeing her coming undone on her own fingers. But when she was about to stop, he ordered her sharply, "You think just being rencing wet is enough? No, I said to continue masturbating till it literally squirts out of you, so go on... or..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:02:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lay panting on his desk, resting. At his words she looked at him in alarm.<br><br>"But professor - women don't squirt! That's a man thing... isn't it?" She'd never made herself squirt - and anytime she'd cum with her boyfriend it had been with his cock inside her, so she didn't think he'd ever made her cum hard enough to squirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:04:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They do and do will you. Now, don't hesitate and complete my order... or the results will be unpleasant." <br><br>Jake was too arouse to punish her immediately. He simply wante to see this, he wanted to see her embarrasment at her squirting her fluids in an initense orgasm...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:19:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda's fingers worked her pussy furiously. She wanted to give the professor what he asked for, but didn't know how. <br><br>"Oh god... please... please professor... I ... I don't know how... can you... can you help me... please?" she begged.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:25:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now that was interesting...<br><br>"Help you do what, exactly", Jake asked, wanting to torment her a bit...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:39:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please, professor," she whimpered. "I want to cum the way you told me to... I need your help... please," she panted. "Please make me cum, professor - make me cum the way you want me to."<br><br>She was writhing now, needing to cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:45:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, Jake stood up. He placed one hand on Brenda's pelvis, digging his fingertips into her skin, and rubbing the muscles underneath. He then placed his other hand on her pussy. Two fingers went inside her, deep, probing for that squishy spot that was called the G-spot... while his thumb pressed down on her clitoris.<br><br>Before she knew what was going on, he started fingerfucking her fast, and hard.<br><br>"Like this, Brenda. Now cum again for me... and if you don't squirt, you will cum again after that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 06:55:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh... yes..." she breathed. "Yes, professor... yes... oh god...." Soon she was writhing under his hands, her cries getting louder and louder. Her hips thrust up again and again into his hand as she reacted to his touch.<br><br>"I'm cumming... oh God... YESSSSSSSSS!" she cried out. The juice flooded from her pussy, but she still didn't squirt.<br><br>She collapsed on the desk, "Oh God, professor," she gasped. "I... I've never cum so hard...did... did I squirt?" she asked, panting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 07:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He paused but for a moment, admiring how her body twisted and shook in a breathtaking climax. But it wasn't enough yet.<br><br>"No, you idn't... you know what this means right? Maybe something more should be added... maybe you should toy with your nipples while I finger you... or maybe the knowledge that this is captured on camera will help arouse you even more?"<br><br>Before she could resist, Jake starte rubbing and fingerfucking her again, even harder than the previous time, not relenting, wanting to see her squirt...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 07:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She raised her hands to her nipples obediently as her body shook with another orgasm - smaller than the first, but strong nonetheless. <br><br>She instinctively pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers.<br><br>His words about being filmed registered and it sent a thrill through her, enough that she came again immediately. <br><br>"Professor!" she half-screamed, her hips coming up off the desk as she arched up... and finally she came so hard, her pussy stretched just right for the juice flooding out to squirt out, right onto the professor's suit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 07:21:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled, as her body was writhing and lay trembling on the table in the aftermath of what must have been her strongest orgasm ever experienced. Now, he could play even more with her, as payment for his suit.<br><br>"Now look at what you have done, you naughty girl..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 07:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda lay panting on the desk. Spent from the three huge orgasms and at least five small ones, she gasped, "Did I do it? Did I squirt?"<br><br>She raised her head to look at what he was pointing at. "Oh my god - did I do that? I... I'm sorry professor," she said, sitting up, intending to do ... something... about the suit.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 07:31:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know how you can start making it up to me, ruining my suit like this. Go get me a fresh, hot coffee... dressed like you are now. Immediately."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 16:57:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda stilled at his voice. Go out in the hall naked? She'd get fired! While he was her boss this week, when it came down to it, she answered to Human Resources.<br><br>She shook her head vehemently. "No!" she exclaimed. "I could be seen! I could get FIRED!" she protested. "Please professor, don't ask me to do that. Anything but be seen in public," she begged.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 21:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He swept her arguments off the table with a casual, yet firm decisiveness. "Nobody will fire you without me telling them to do so. That alone should make you hurry, but just for you, I will repeat myself. Get me a new coffee, now. You are, however, allowed, to try to do so without anyone seeing you."<br><br>He simply sat back, watching her with calcullating eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 04:25:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda lowered her head and nodded, slowly. She really didn't want to do this. Luckily the break room was only at the end of the hall, and there shouldn't be many students around. <br><br>She reached for his cup of now-tepid coffee, her hands shaking.<br><br>"B-b-black, or with cream?" she whispered, defeated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 04:30:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Black... with some fresh cream from you... yes... fill it with a bit of your cream in the coffee room. Now chop chop, we don't have all day!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 05:23:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"M..m..my cream professor? I don't understand..." she faltered, not knowing what he meant. "I don't have any cream," she looked at him quizzicly.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 13:43:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It means you have to put a bit of your own wetness in my coffee. You have to let it drip from your womanhood in the cup in the coffee room. Now...Go!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 19:58:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenda gasped and blushed as he told her what she'd have to do. Would she be able to stay wet enough that long? She figured she'd better hurry.<br><br>She clenched her teeth and looked down the hall. No one in the hall, good. She rushed down to the coffee room and shut the door behind her, wishing the door had a latch so she could make sure noone came in behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 09:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Instead of waiting for her, Jake silently followed her. When she had closed the door behind her in the break room, he suddenly entered, slamming the dor open, and not closing it again.<br><br>"My, my... what have we here. Well, now that I am here anyway, show me how you fill the cup of coffee with your own juices..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A New Meaning for "Personal Assistant" (arkaniel1 &amp; sinera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinera</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 10:53:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped and spun around - luckily she hadn't filled the cup with coffee yet, or she'd have burned herself.<br><br>"Professor!" she blushed. "I... you... I..."<br><br>She knew better than to argue. She filled his cup, leaving enough space for some of her 'cream,' then sat in a chair at the little table in the room. Sitting the cup on the table, she scooted forward on the chair until she was nearly reclining.<br><br>Her cheeks were burning as she started masturbating in front of him again. She closed her eyes and tried to recapture the way it had felt when he was making her cum in the office. <br><br>She kept glancing at the open door behind the professor, terrified that someone would come in and catch her.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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