Personal Slave
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				Title: <strong>Personal Slave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 23:25:17</strong>
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				Maria had worked her way up the company.&nbsp; She was a beauty standing 5'3 brown hair and eyes.&nbsp; She also had a secret.&nbsp; At one time, she'd been a stripper and as far as she knew, no one knew at the office.&nbsp; But someone did know, and that someone was going to use it to his advantage and turn her into his personal slave... both at work and outside of work.<br><br>Maria wondered what he wanted when he summoned her to his office.&nbsp; She knocked and entered.&nbsp; "You wanted to see me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Personal Slave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thomasarsenault</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:15:13</strong>
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				Jason fixed his tie and slid a stack of papers to an empty side of his desk as he waited for the woman that he summoned to show up. It was a meeting that he had planned as soon as he had hired her. Everything was going according to plan. First he heard a knock before the door crept open which caused him to change his posture and straighten his back. "Yes, Please take a seat." It was more of an instruction than anything. "We have some things to talk about."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Personal Slave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:24:54</strong>
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				She gazed to him a few moments before closing the door and she moved to take a seat across from him.&nbsp; "Yes, what is it?" she asked as she sat crossing her legs and looking to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Personal Slave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thomasarsenault</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:44:51</strong>
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				He arose from his seat when she sat down and made his way around the desk until he was right beside her.&nbsp; "You're high in this corporation..." There was a slight pause as he ran his hand across her chest, feeling her plump breasts through her shirt. "It'd be terrible if people found out that you have taken drugs." He went on, his hand now in her shirt. He pushed her bra out of the way and grabbed down on the flesh of her breast, squeezing it roughly. "If you recall, I offered you a drink the day that I hired you. You accepted and well....you can see where this is going."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Personal Slave</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katrina</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 04:06:08</strong>
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				She gasped softly and gazed up to him as he squeezed her breast. She was going to stop him then when he mentioned the drink, she realized he'd spiked her drink.&nbsp; Well, it seemed he didn't know she was a former stripper after all, but the drugs were her word against his.&nbsp; The company was sure to believe him.<br><br>"What....what do you want from me then?" she asked.
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