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Disclaimer: this sotry contailns representations of graphic sex acts,
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Logan's Toys
By Farleven
2000
Foreward: This story is written as a prequel of sorts to "Cindy's
New Program". Basically I just wanted to warn or inform the reader of
this fact, just in case you wanted to know. Otherwise, enjoy.
Logan Pierce puffed causally on a fine Cuban cigar as he waited for
his associate to arrive. He was sitting alone at his private table in
his favorite restaurant, a luxury afforded by his position as vice
president of Trans-Global Limited. Logan enjoyed the indulgence his
position allowed him, and longed to advance even higher in the company.
His path was blocked by the current president and his associates,
however, and he was glad to be meeting with his own ally. With a little
luck, Logan was certain he would overcome these obstacles to his
ascension.
"Good day, Logan. I'm glad you could meet with me on such short
notice." Greeted Alan Zoran, an aged man and one of Logan's most
valuable associates.
"Anything for you, Alan. After you worked those miracles in Asian,
how could I refuse you." Logan replied. TGL had several production
facilities in Asia, and a slew of labor rights reforms in the region had
cost TGL billions of dollars in profits. Until Alan solved the problem,
that is. Logan didn't know how he did it, but Alan had somehow rewrote
the rule book in Asia and TGL's plants became so efficient and
productive that even with the new labor rules, TGL was making more then
ever before. That action alone drove Logan to securing Alan's loyalty
with every resource he had.
"I'm glad you appreciate my efforts." Alan replied as he sat beside
his associate.
"You'll have to tell me how you did it some time." Logan commented.
"That was what I wanted to discuss with you. With TGL's
assistance, I had the funds to complete my motivational work at HRI, and
I would like to properly thank you for helping secure that funding."
Alan was the President of Human Resources International, a company
founded on the principle of effecting maximum productivity from
employees for client companies.
"I can't think of a better reward than the profit figures I've seen
for the last quarter, thanks to your work."
Alan smiled. "Oh, I wouldn't be so sure of that. I think you'll
find my new proposition much more favorable than a little more money in
your pocket. Did you ask your secretary to meet you down here later?"
"Yes, just as you asked. Why did you want her to come down?" Logan
asked. Logan's secretary, Sandy Mersher, was quite the woman. Logan
had hired her many years ago thanks to her trim figure, though he had
grown incredibly frustrated by the fact that she associated with him in
no more than a professional level. She was a good secretary, but Logan
had hoped for a more expanded relationship with his lovely assistant.
"Don't worry about it, you'll be more then pleased with the reasons
once we're finished. Now, I wanted to discuss expanding the HRI
operations into the states. I'm going to give you a tour of our
development facilities and hopefully we can work out a way to overcome
the problems with the expansion." Alan replied cryptically.
They continued to discuss some of the less detailed parts of their
new relationship. Logan would lend financial support from TGL for HRI's
expansion in return for use of HRI's employee motivational methods in
TGL's domestic facilities. Locan still didn't know all the details of
Alan's methods yet, but he was assured of full disclosure during the
tour of HRI's facility.
Sandy interrupted the conversation some time later. Alan looked
over his friends secretary with great appreciation for Logan's
frustration. Sandy was wearing a sharp business dress that hugged her
trim form perfectly, accentuating her ample breasts and slim waist. Her
skirt covered only her upper thighs, leaving her smooth legs naked to
Alan's gaze. She wore her black hair in a somewhat conservative bun,
keeping her hair away from her lovely face. For a mother of three,
Sandy was a stunning woman, and Alan appreciated the torment his partner
went through in a given day with those charms kept so close but still
out of reach.
Alan led them into his limousine and the trio were taken to the
nearby HRI development facility, where their motivational techniques
were developed. Alan was proud of what he had accomplished in the third
world, and looked forward to Logan's help in bringing that same success
to the states.
HRI's headquarters was located in a rural part of Washington state,
and it took almost an hour to drive to the location. The building was
built as a pyramid in the Aztec tradition, with reliefs carved into it's
surface. A glass covered garden rimmed the base of the pyramid. The
entire structure was located in the middle of a clearing, surrounded by
dark and foreboding trees. Alan watched as both of his guests took in
the awe inspiring sight as the limo pulled up to the entrance.
"Here is the source of all my pride and efforts. It took me
decades to build this company to where it is today, and we will make
history together with this next expansion." Alan beamed as they walked
into the entrance. As they walked in black suited security guards
surrounded the trio.
"Miss Mersher, would you be so kind as to go with these gentlemen.
They will take you to our contract division so you can begin assembling
the information for our new partnership." Alan instructed.
Sandy hesitated for a moment, not liking the look of the guards
around her.
"Go on, Sandy, we don't need to keep Mr. Zoran waiting." Logan
prodded.
Sandy relented and followed the black suited guards off into the
facility.
"I'm sure you're curious as to how I achieved those miracles in
Asia." Alan teased as he lead Logan down a hall of empty pedestals.
"Certainly, how did you get productivity up so sharply?" Logan
asked.
"I'm sure this will surprise you, but we conditioned your workers
to be 100% loyal dedicated employees. They don't stop work unless
absolutely necessary, and ignore everything but their work. After our
program, they willingly work 16 hour days for no more then room and
board. They never complain or organize unions or anything of the sort,
giving you the perfect labor supply." Alan remarked cheerfully. He had
been exceptionally proud of the achievement.
"How is that possible?" Logan asked. He had already seen the
results, but everything he knew said such a thing wasn't possible.
"Simple, a combination of mental conditioning techniques and modern
computer technology. We've also been working on a direct input control
unit that is implanted into the brain stem and can override conscious
control of the body, though that wasn't needed for our Asian work." Alan
explained. It had taken him years to develop the technology and years
more to find ways to implement it where the local government wouldn't
intervene.
Logan stood back, aghast at the notion. He quickly ran through the
possibilities of such technology, just what could be done with that kind
of power. Now he knew why Alan wanted to expand his operations in the
states so badly and Logan was even more happy to be involved at this
stage of the game. A new world order was being created and he was in
position to be on top of that order. "So what is you intention for the
expansion into the states?"
"I haven't quite decided yet, but I want to build the framework to
allow me options in the future. For now I just want to assemble
resources until we're ready to make an aggressive expansion. We both
understand the implications of government involvement with this project,
which is why you're here. I want to ensure your loyalty with a few
gestures of my generosity and an assurance of a place at the table when
HRI does expand." Alan explained. He hadn't decided yet just what he
was going to do and keeping Logan's loyalty was important for financial
viability until HRI did make it's next move.
"Can I assume then that Sandy isn't arranging contracts right
now?" Logan asked with a near devilish smile.
Alan laughed.
***
Sandy walked quietly down the hall with four guards escorting her
down the hallway. She wasn't sure why this kind of security was
necessary, but definitely didn't like it. The men were completely
silent, and Sandy was too intimidated to ask any questions. She was
lead down a deserted hallway, each side lined with doors.
One of the lead guards turned to one of the doors and opened it.
Sandy nearly gasped as she looked into some kind of laboratory, she
didn't wait to examine the scene before turning away, hoping to escape.
Her attempted bolt was cut short by the two guards behind her who
grabber her by her upper arms and carried her into the room. Sandy felt
her self being placed in some kind of chair, and being quickly strapped
down.
"Let me go!" She cried as they secured her to the chair.
"Calm down, Miss Mersher, were not going to hurt you." replied a
man in a lab coat who was operating a small control panel beside the
chair.
Sandy struggled against her bonds as one of the guards pushed her
head into the chairs headrest and ran another strap over her forehead.
"What do you think you're doing?" Sandy screamed again as she
continued to fight against her bonds. She felt someone spread some kind
of jelly like substance on the base of her neck followed by something
being pressed against that part of her neck.
"You'll understand shortly, now just relax and the process will be
much easier." Replied the technician as he began to work the controls.
Sandy's next demand was cut short as she felt thousands of needle's
poking inside her mind. She screamed in pain just as she passed out.
***
Sandy awoke some time later. Her head ached, pounding with the
persistence of a light hangover. She found herself laying atop a bed in
an otherwise empty room. Sandy wondered just what had been done to her,
she reached back to the base of her neck and felt a scar that hadn't
been there before. She hoped that Logan would rescue her from this
strange fate quickly, certainly he wouldn't let them do this to her.
After a few minutes, Sandy got up and paced the room. After she
felt that her headache was retreating she walked over to the door and
quickly confirmed that it was locked. She walked back over to the bed
and laid down. She didn't know what fate awaited her, but there wasn't
anything she could do until someone came through that door.
After what seemed like hours, Sandy was brought back from a light
nap by the opening of the door. She was relieved to see Logan stroll
in, though Alan was right behind him.
"Thank god you're here, Mr. Pierce, some of his people did some
kind of experiment on me. I expect you'll resolve this and get me out
of here." Sandy said forcefully, trying to keep from making an angry
outburst.
"Of course, I will, Sandy. Would you like to explain what your
people did to my secretary, Alan." Logan replied with a devilish smile.
"Certainly, Miss Mersher was introduced to what we have designated
a level two protocol. She'll respond to voice commands or direct input,
and will be appropriately discrete with her new status. Another benefit
is that she'll move to anticipate any desire you may have, Logan. Close
the door and she'll give you a demonstration." Alan explained.
"What are you talking about?" Sandy asked as Logan shut the door.
Just as the door closed, she felt herself fall to her knees and crawl
before her boss. Sandy watched in horror as her hands moved up to
Logan's pants and quickly pulled out his cock. As she wondered what was
happening to her she leaned forward, taking his semi flaccid member into
her mouth. Even when she had been married, Sandy had avoided oral sex
after her first attempt, she hadn't liked any of it, especially the
submissive position she felt it placed her in. Now, she recoiled at
Logan's musky taste as her tongue worked his member with a mind of its
own, quickly bringing his rather large member to attention. Sandy heard
her boss groan with satisfaction as she began to fuck his member with
her mouth, sucking and licking him with earnest. Inside, she was nearly
sobbing, wondering just what had been done to her. How could she be
made to behave like this, she cried as her mouth continued its work on
her boss's cock.
"Very nice, Alan. I wouldn't have imagined that my little Sandy
was such a good cock sucker." Logan commented between self satisfied
groans of pleasure.
"Like the rest of her new repertoire, her conditioning includes detailed
instructions on every technique. Even if she had never seen a cock
before, with our program, she would suck you like a pro. Feel free to
explore her other features." Alan explained.
Sandy felt a tear roll down her cheek, the closest she could get to
the sobbing that she was doing inside. She was being treated as if she
wasn't there, and apparently they'd turned her into some kind of sex
toy. Sandy couldn't bear it, but even as she cried, her mouth never
ceased its intimate and expert caressing of her boss's member.
Sandy heard Logan groan again, and this time, she felt his member
pulse within her mouth. Her head pulled back till only the tip of his
cock was wrapped in her lips. Sandy felt her boss's seed splash against
the roof of her mouth and her tongue quickly gathered the warm salty
liquid into a pool. Once he finished pumping his seed into her mouth,
she released his member and sat back on her knees. Sandy felt like she
could retch as her tongue played with the pool of semen in her mouth,
swishing it around in her mouth. It was several minute before she was
finally allowed to swallow the fluid, a tortuous amount of time for the
taste of Logan's seed to mingle in her mouth.
"So you say she'll be discrete, just what precisely does that
entail?" Logan asked as he looked down at his clearly distraught
secretary. He was already beaming with the power he held over her. He
hadn't imagined such things as being possible, and now Logan was more
aroused then he had been in years. Even though he had just had the best
blowjob of his life, he already could feel his member coming to
attention again, and he was ready to use it.
"She won't be able to discuss her new role with anyone other than
you and myself, unless you tell her otherwise, and she'll do her best to
keep her affairs private. Basically, Sandy won't be allowed to
advertise her new role in any way without your approval and she will
never reveal any connection to HRI." Alan explained. He was quite proud
of the programming accomplishment, it had taken his technicians years to
refine the non disclosure program. Keeping a subject from revealing the
operation was very important, but it was also a preemptive task that
took a lot of resources. Now, however, a subject could be turned into
an unwilling slut and be completely unable to tell anyone about it.
"Very thorough work, Alan." Logan complimented his new partner,
then turned back to his secretary. "Why don't you give us a display of
your fine body, Sandy."
Sandy felt a strange tingling run through her head, and she stood
up. Her hands moved up to her top and she cried again inside as her
fingers quickly unbuttoned the garment from the top down. Even as
inside she sobbed, she looked up to her boss with a doe like look of
sheepish innocence. At an almost lightning pace, she quickly stripped
herself, first her shirt, then her skirt. As her hands reached for the
clasps of her bra, Sandy resisted with every ounce of strength within
her, but the garment joined her other clothes on the floor without her
pace being slowed. As the bra hit the floor, her stripping paused for a
moment and she thrust out her chest, showing off her firm b cup breasts
to her boss. With her chest pushed out, her hands slipped her panties
over her hips and down her legs, leaving her completely naked. Her
hands then moved back up to her head and quickly released her dark hair
from it's ensnarled condition, bringing her hair down in a flowing
cascade around her shoulders.
Alan and Logan watched as his conservative secretary slowly turned
around, giving them a view of her every charm. Logan salivated at the
delicious female in front of him, completely bent to his will. Even as
she presented herself in front of him, Logan was considering all of the
things he could have her do.
Sandy was already beginning to resign herself to her new fate.
Even as she tried to stop, her body continued its lewd display for her
two tormentors. She had known that Logan had his eye on her for some
time, and feared what the future would bring now that she couldn't say
no any longer.
"Would you care to join in, Alan. I'm sure Sandy wouldn't mind."
Logan asked as he prepared for his first good romp with his lovely
secretary.
"No, I have my own entertainment. Besides, I don't wish to intrude
on my first gift to you." Alan replied.
"Alright, your loss." Logan faced his still turning secretary.
"Sandy, why don't you get on all fours on the bed and get ready for a
good fucking."
The tingling continued in her head as she stopped turning and moved
onto the bed. As she moved into position, a wave of arousal spread
through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Her nipples hardened
instantly, and she could feel her pussy warm up in anticipation, her
internal juices flowing faster then she could remember. Sandy sobbed
again as she waited, her breasts hanging below her, her legs parted, and
her pussy dripping and open for penetration. She had always felt that
doggy style sex was degrading, and now her body was moving her into
place without resistance. Even as she was revolted by every new
development she couldn't deny the growing emptiness that she felt
between her legs as her arousal ripped through her, eating away at her
resistance.
Logan moved up behind her, removing his clothes as he went. He
cupped her dripping pussy with one hand and felt Sandy push back against
his fingers, moaning in sexual pleasure from his light caress. She
couldn't believe how slutty she was acting, but she couldn't stop
herself. The ache in her pussy was growing unbearable, and Sandy could
hardly fight the desire to have Logan's shaft split her enflamed folds
and satisfy her burning need. She hated what she was becoming, and she
feared it. Already Logan was offering her body to another man, as if
she was nothing more than chattel. Sandy wasn't ready to accept what
she already knew, that she had been turned into nothing more than a sex
toy.
"Very nice." He said, gratified by how quickly she had already
became ready for him, as evidenced by the stream of feminine liquid that
flowed from between her legs.
"Her body is conditioned to react with all due haste to your
commands. Also her own sex drive has been enhanced to a near hyper
state. As soon as you begin, her conscious mind will be swept away in a
torrent of pleasure as her body services your needs." Alan explained as
Logan positioned himself behind his trim assistant.
Sandy felt the head of Logan's member rub against her pussy lips
and felt her hips move to bring more pleasure from the contact as she
moaned in pleasure. She could barely hold onto control, even as he was
barely touching her. She cried out as he teased her tender folds for a
moment, rubbing himself up and down her intimate crevice. Sandy hadn't
had sex in years, ever since her divorce, she hadn't wanted to get that
close to a man again but now her body cried out to be filled and she
ground her hips back against her boss's probing cock.
Logan didn't keep her waiting long. He teased her for just another
few moments before he seated himself at her entrance. Sandy felt his
bulbous head find rest within her then cried out in passion as he thrust
forward, filling her tight vagina completely. Sandy panted for a
moment, her animal side reveling in the stuffed feeling that emanated
from her loins, her boss's balls tickling her. She could never imagine
being in a position like this, but even as her rational mind rebelled
against the injustice of it all, her body was already working on the
first fuck of her new life. Her vaginal muscles were pulsing, caressing
the cock within her as her hips ground back against her rapist, fighting
to sink every bit of his cock into her.
Sandy moaned loudly as he pulled back, massaging her inner folds in
his retreat. Logan rested for only a moment with the tip of his member
wedged inside his secretary. This time, he thrust forward slowly,
enjoying the sensation of Sandy's nether lips caressing his cock as he
drove into her, her internal muscles clamping down to maximize their
massage of his member as he parted her folds. Sandy cried out again as
he sank slowly into her, parting her tender, sensitive folds. Once he
had filled her to capacity again, Logan leaned down, cupping Sandy's
breasts with both hands. He pulled her upright as he continued to
massage her two globes, gratified as he heard her moan in pleasure every
time he pinched on one of her nipples.
Logan leaned his head over to her ear and whispered. "We're going
to have to do something about these little titties of yours."
Even awash in the sensation of being fully impaled with her breasts
being caressed, those words sank into the rational part of Sandy. She
had always liked her breasts, and had never considered implants as
necessary on her small frame. Now, though she knew she didn't control
her own body anymore, and breast implants were just one more sign that
she was going to be little more than a sex toy for Logan's amusement.
Logan lowered Sandy back down onto her hands and knees and began to
pump into her pliant body. He reveled in Sandy's moans of pleasure
almost as much as the expert caress of her pussy on his invading
member. He pumped into her with a vengeance, enjoying the complete
control he had over his once resistant secretary.
Sandy could only fall back within herself as her arousal and the
pleasure from Logan's thick shaft compounded. She cried out in pleasure
as he pounded into her, her hips moving to meet every filling thrust,
her pussy massaging his member every moment it resided inside her, and
her breasts bouncing below her with every pounding movement. Her
programmed arousal was more than she could control and Sandy was swept
away by the cascading pleasure. As her mind drifted, her body continued
it's expert work on her boss's shaft, helping bring him the maximum
pleasure Sandy's body could deliver.
She was brought back to reality some time later, by a loud groan
from Logan's lips. She felt the warmth of his seed spread inside her a
moment later, and her own pleasure reached its peak and Sandy dissolved
into a mind bending orgasm. She had felt orgasms before, but never so
intense, she rode the sensation of pure bliss for a seeming eternity.
She barely recognized the sensation of her boss withdrawing from her
well used pussy. Once he let go, Sandy collapsed onto the bed, panting
and slowly recovering from the pleasure that had wracked her body.
As she laid there, she heard her two keepers leave the room, and
with their influence now gone, Sandy drifted off to sleep.
***
Sandy awoke hours later from the sound of the door opening. Before
she knew what was happening, her body swung itself off the bed and
presented itself for inspection. Sandy stood there, completely naked,
her breasts thrust forward and her hands clasped behind her back. She
sobbed internally again, realizing how completely she was being
controlled now as her lips formed a smile for her boss.
Logan smiled as well, though his reflected his true feelings,
unlike his secretary's forced expression. He took a moment to admire
her naked form before he reached out to cup one of her breasts. "Now
this is much better don't you think? Why don't you take a look."
With that permission, Sandy looked down at her breasts. Her
formerly gentle curves had been replaced with two large orbs that were
at least two cup sizes larger than they had been before. They stood
round and pert, jutting from her chest, still tipped with two small pink
nipples. Even as inside she anguished at the violation of her body, she
moaned as Logan kneaded the two tender globes with his hands.
"You had better get dressed now. I need you to finished up the
contract back at the office. Knock on the door when you're finished and
you'll be lead out to the limo." Logan ordered. He wanted to thank Alan
one more time for his generous gift before heading back.
As Logan left, Sandy picked up her clothes and began to get
dressed. She slipped her skirt back on, and pulled on her shirt. With
her new breasts, Sandy couldn't button up the shirt fully or use her old
bra. She resigned to buttoning as many of the lower buttons as she
could and holding the upper folds in place until she could find a better
solution. As she went to signal a guard, Sandy realized that she hadn't
even slowed to put on her panties, and she couldn't get herself to try
as she waited.
A black suited guard opened the door and waited for Sandy to leave
the room before leading her towards the entrance. She was surprised
when the guard didn't give her a looking over. She had expected that
her new ample cleavage would have given him plenty to leer at, but the
man didn't even flinch. As she followed the guard back out of the
building, Sandy wondered how they could have given her implants so
quickly, much less prevent the pain of the surgery. At first she
thought they had kept her here for days, but Logan hadn't behaved as if
they had been they for more than the afternoon. She lamented this and
her other problems as she obediently followed the guard out to the
limousine.
Another guard opened the door for her, and Sandy seated herself
beside her boss. As soon as the door closed, she found her hands moving
back to her shirt, unbuttoning the few retaining buttons. She pulled
open her shirt, leaving her new breasts open.
Logan smiled approvingly and reached over and fondled one of her
bare breasts. Sandy could only sit and moan as he caressed her soft
flesh.
"So, Sandy, how do you like your new duties? Be honest." Logan
asked as he tweaked his assistants tensed nipple.
"I hate them, you bastard. How could you do this to me?" Sandy
cried out, surprised that she'd actually said just what she'd been
thinking. She paused for a moment, thinking of what to say next, but
her voice didn't respond as she tried to rip into her boss's recent
behavior.
"Now that's not very polite, from now on, when we're alone you will
call me master, understand?" Logan ordered. He enjoyed the notion of
playing with his little secretary. The notion that she hated everything
she did, was quite arousing, and Logan lamented that he didn't have the
time for another good romp with his new slave.
"Yes, master." Sandy replied, wanting to bite her tongue at that
simple acknowledgement. She knew just what her new place in life was,
but she hated being forced to state it so clearly.
"Good, now I want to be clear that your new duties can't be allowed
to interfere with your old tasks. You still need to get all of your
work done everyday, no matter what else I have you do, understand?"
Logan explained, squeezing her breast for emphasis on what those new
duties would be.
"I understand, master." Sandy replied. She had always sought to
keep a balance between her work and home life, and now she knew that
would change as well. As Sandy considered that, she worried about just
what would happen to her family now, she had two daughters and a son at
home, and Sandy couldn't bring herself to contemplate what Logan and his
evil friend would do to them.
They rode in silence the rest of the way, save Sandy's moans of
pleasure as Logan casually explored her body. It wasn't a very long
drive back to TGL's offices and soon Sandy was back at her desk, typing
up paperwork as if nothing was changed. The distinct smell of sex and
the size of her breasts didn't let Sandy forget what had changed, but
she dove into her work with a dedication and energy that she rarely had
before.
After only about a half hour of work, Logan called Sandy into his
office. She noticed that he had cleared off his desk, and she
recognized what that must mean.
"Hello, Sandy, I'll have bed moved into my private lounge tomorrow
but I wanted one more romp before I left for the night." Logan got up
and walked around his desk to his secretary.
As he spoke, Sandy felt a wave of arousal flow through her, and she
felt her body prepare for another round of fucking. Before Logan had
rounded the desk, her two remaining garments had fallen to the floor,
and Sandy stood before him in only her two inch heels. Sandy wrapped
herself around him, pulling his mouth to hers, and embracing him like a
long lost lover. She tried to resist, but her body paid her no heed as
her tongue mingled with his and her naked form ground itself into him
like a sex starved animal. Her large new breasts mashed against his
chest, and her abdomen rubbed up against his erection through his
pants. Sandy cried again inside as the need to be fucked swept her
away. The passion inside her carried her away, and she longed for her
breasts to be mauled and her pussy to be filled with Logan's thick
cock. Sandy didn't want to give in, but her body's demands were too
powerful, too complete.
Logan lifted up his sex crazed secretary and set her ass on the
edge of his desk, even as she continued to kiss him passionately. He
pulled back slightly, and Sandy's hands moved down to his pants, quickly
freeing his raging erection from it's bonds. Her soft finger circled
his member, stroke it a couple time, and Logan felt himself twitch under
the gentle torture.
"Guide me in, Sandy."
The order brought a piece of Sandy back from the pleasure filled
haze that was engulfing her, allowing her rational mind to observe her
bodies actions. Sandy couldn't help but watch as her hands gently
pointed his shaft towards her dripping pussy. Logan moved forward, and
her hands guided his raging cock to her well lubricated opening. Sandy
let out a cry of passion as she helped place the tip of his cock just
inside her folds. Logan reach down and grabbed onto both of her large
globes and squeezed as he thrust forward. The sensation sent fire
through Sandy's body and she cried out again as she felt her insides
stretch to accept her bosses thick member and her breasts squeezed
painfully. As soon as his shaft was rested deep inside her, Sandy felt
her own internal muscles begin to caress him, and she heard him groan
with pleasure.
Logan enjoyed the sensation of his secretaries pussy milking his
member for a few moments before he began a slow pumping motion within
her. Sandy moaned as his thick cock parted her sensitive flesh over and
over. Her own internal muscles helped maximize his pleasure, massaging
his withdrawing shaft and lightly resisting each relentless thrust.
Soon, Sandy's cries of passion came in time to each fulfilling trust in
her pussy. As her boss pumped away inside her, Sandy leaned back,
resting on her elbows, watching as his member slipped between her lewdly
spread nether lips with every thrust. She moaned again as Logan leaned
over and suckled on one of her new breasts while he fondled the other.
Sandy had forgotten how electric that sensation had been, and her head
fell back as she let go another passion filled cry.
Sandy sat there and enjoyed the sensations as her body was
thoroughly used. Her rational mind had succumbed to the pleasure
coursing through her as her breasts were licked and her depths plumbed.
She could only pant happily with every filling thrust, whisked away by
the pleasures of her new existence.
Logan enjoyed himself as well, pleased with just how thorough and
complete his control was. His once proud, upstanding secretary was now
lewdly moaning on his desk as his cock was nestled within her welcoming
pussy. He had dreamed of this day, but he had never imagined it would
be so fulfilling. As he sucked on her now plentiful orbs he was already
thinking of the two lovely young ladies in Sandy's family photos. Alan
had already said he would do allow Logan several more pets in the coming
days. Logan could barely control himself as he thought of having two
young nymphs to compliment their mother as his pets. He began thrusting
even more forcefully into his secretary's willing body as he considered
the possibilities.
Sandy cried out again as she felt Logan's pace increase inside
her. With every thrust, the passion inside her increased, growing to an
all consuming degree. She no longer cared how she came to be in this
undignified position, her only concern was the thick pleasure giving
shaft moving insider her. As her boss drove ever faster inside her she
fell onto her back, her arms refusing to hold her up any longer. She
laid upon the desktop, gripping the edge with passion enhanced strength,
keeping herself steady against the fury of her boss's thrusts.
Logan pounded into his assistants eager pussy with increasing
fervor for several minutes absorbed in the sensation of her tender folds
wrapping around him as she cried out with every thrust. He couldn't
keep up the pace forever, and soon reached his own climax, impaling
himself deeply into Sandy's writhing form as he pumped his seed into
her.
Sandy recognized his final thrust, and her body lifted itself up,
wrapping herself around him as she felt his seed spread warmly inside
her. As her orgasm ripped through her being, she pulled Logan towards
her, and kissed him passionately as her spasming pussy milked his
pulsing member for every ounce of his seed.
They remained like that for several minutes as their orgasms faded
away. Logan enjoyed the feeling of his lovely assistant wrapped around
him, her lips against his, her breasts ground into his chest and his
cock slowly softening inside her. He enjoyed the sensation for a moment
before pulling away. Sandy fell back panting, lewdly spread before him,
her chest heaving and her pussy dripping the evidence of their recent
coupling.
"Be sure to have this cleaned up before you leave. I'll see you
tomorrow." Logan ordered simply before he reset his clothes and left the
office. He knew he'd have plenty more opportunities to enjoy his new
pet, and he had important plans for the evening.
Sandy rested for a moment, her conscious mind reasserting itself as
the pleasure from her fucking receded. She nearly broke down in tears
from her earlier behavior. Logan's orders prevented that however, and
Sandy set about cleaning his desk. Still in the nude, Sandy polished
away the streaks and smears she had made when she had been so thoroughly
used. She could hardly believe what she had become, and she felt
herself fall into depression as she considered her future. Worst of
all, she knew she wouldn't even be able to protect her family, wouldn't
be able to warn them about what Logan could do to them. She feared it
was only a matter of time before her darling children joined in her
fate, and that thought was almost more then she could bear.
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