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Date: Wed, 27 Nov 2002 00:10:02 -0500
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				Employment Conditions I

					By Reavan

	"My name is Sonja, I haven't seen you before?"

	"I'm Dorothy, no I've just been hired. You?"

	"In here? Many times, It's the only way you can keep your job with this
company and there is a depression out there, so you submit." They were
both handcuffed side by side to a bar on a wall, forcing them to bend
over displaying their naked rear charms to the room.

	"I work in the mail room and the personal manager told me when I was
hired that these sessions with senior management were compulsory. He said
I would get slammed, banged and no thanks ma'amed, and if I didn't like
it to leave. Who is this Miss Tania woman who brought us in here
shackling us?"

	"She is the presidents secretary, our mistress. When she says jump you
say how high and that means onto some bosses penis or her vagina and you
better perform.

	"What will happen to us today and why are there two of us?"

	"We will be used sexually by on of the big shots, or maybe we'll have to
make love to each other to please him, everyone of them have different
likes and dislikes. Most of them want's two women because they want a
show first."

	"You mean we could be eating each other out in front of him?"

	"Yes and you better do it for real or you'll really get it."

	"What is this room used for there is a big table and a lot of chairs?"

	"It's a conference room for the big cheeses. You know the board of
directors and all that." The door opened and Tania returned

	"Well now the bitches are talking, I love it when you ask to be whacked.
Alright Sonja I supposed you were filling the new bitch in on the scoop?"
Whack!

	"Ouch! Yes Miss Tania I'm sorry. I should be punished for that."

	"Oh you will be! You can depend on it and you're the new bitch Dorothy,
welcome to your first session."

	"Thank ... you Miss Tania, sorry ... for talking."

	"You can talk all you want as long as you take the lashed for it. Now
spread your legs more and arch that pretty back I want to inspect your
crotch before your master for this session arrives. You're married right
bitch"

	"Yes mistress."

	"He's got a job?"

	"No mistress I'm the only provider now."

	"Tell him Tankerton Co. is you sexual partner now and for him to leave
your body alone!"

	"Yes Miss Tania I'll tell him."

	"That's a good little bitch, you're the sexual property of Tankerton Co."
The door opened and someone entered.

	"Ah I see the new employee is her Tania you can start coloring them both
now."

	"Yes Mr. Soren how many; they were talking without permission too."

	"Wonderful, make it eight instead of the usual five then, I just love
seeing white flesh taking on all the colors of the rainbows and alternate
the riding crop with the paddle I love hearing the different musical
sounds they produce on flesh.


	"There sir, that was eight each they're both wailing now. What is your
pleasure now?"

	"Unshackle them and have them eat each other a bit first. You now I like
a little entertainment and it adds natural lubrication."

	"Alright bitches, get on the floor, you on top Dorothy."

	"Get at it bitches, we want to hear you slurp." The women munched loudly
on each other's vaginas with Tania prodding them into different positions
to please their one-man audience.

	"That's enough Tania bring me the new bitch and you sit on the other ones
face for now."

	"Get up bitch on your knees in front of your master and suck him off."

	"Yes mistress," swisssh, "ouch!"

	"I didn't tell you to answer me, just do what you're told bitch, no
talking only submission and action."

	"On the bench Sonja. You heard your master."

	Dorothy crawled on her hands and knees to the man. He stood up and she
unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and boxers, exposing his
semi hard penis. He sat down again and she immediately began sucking and
fondling his privates. After a minute or so when he was hard he slapped
her face on both sides.

	"You got you face slapped, Dorothy bitch. That means you stop sucking and
impale your self on his rod while he's sitting on that chair." Tania
explained as she got up and walked close to make sure Dorothy performed
properly. Sonja scampered along on her hands and knees making sure her
face didn't loose contact with her mistress's body. "Good now move your
buns and make him come or I'll give you more of this." Whack!

	"Nice perky tits Dorothy." He dug his fingers into the soft flesh.

	"Ouch, ouch. Ooooh." She increased her speed attempting to appease him.

	"That just a little pain bitch, nice blue marks in your nice tits. That
it, speed it up, get bouncing you whore and tell me how much you love me
or you'll really feel it!"

	"Ouch, I love you sir, oooooh ouch! I love you. Ouch!"

	"That better now sustain that speed and keep telling me how much it hurts
and how much you love me or else!"

	"I love you sir so much. Ouch ouuuuch ooooh I love the pain sir, hurt my
tits please. I love you, hurt me please. Oooh you're digging your fingers
into my bum now ooooh it hurts Ooh my tits now" He roared his climax and
slapped her face with both hands, then pushed her down on her knees to
suck the juices off his penis.

	"She's not bad Tania, try to reschedule her for my next session."

	"I can't sir, she new and going the rounds, it will be at least two weeks
before I can arrange to fit her into your schedule. Mr. Tankerton is away
on business as you know and he'll probably give me crap for letting
anyone try her out before he does."

	"OK it can't be helped, I'll check the glossies in your file and pick a
couple of bitches for my session tomorrow. Tania told them to get dressed
and headed for the door with Mr. Soren.


	Sonja curtsied, "Thank you for letting me serve you sir." Dorothy quickly
followed suit.

	He looked back with an overbearing expression, "alright then bitches,
keep up the good work."

	"How often do you have to do this Sonja?"

	"With your looks and the fact you're new, probably once maybe twice a day."

	"What did he mean by looking at glossies."

	"I guess you haven't been photographed; you will be soon. Tania keeps an
album with our pictures in it."

	"But they got my portrait photograph when I was hired."

	"These are not portraits honey they're full body birthday suit glossies,
front, rear and profile."

	"You mean completely naked?"

	"Now you got it, they want to sit and pick out exactly the type of woman
they feel like having that day. I understand they call it the cow meat
catalog."


				*	*	*

	"You wanted to see me Tania?" she had been in the conference room five
times in the last two week with five different supervisors, this would be
number six. That didn't include two sessions with Tania.

	"Yes just walk in, Mr. Tankerson is waiting for you. Don't forget to
curtsy bitch." She opened the door and entered the huge office. Mr.
Tankerton was behind his desk talking to another man sitting in front of
him.

	"Mr. Tankerton, I'm Dorothy you wanted to see me." She curtsied

	"You don't interrupt me when I'm talking," he pointed at a spot behind
and to the side of his desk about five steps from his chair. She quickly
positioned herself where ordered. So this was the great man. He appeared
to be in his early fifties, sporting distinguished gray hair, his
appearance exuded power and authority. They continued their conversation,
smoking cigars and paid no attention to her.

	After a few minutes the other man began staring at her with a questioning
expression. He made a head movement towards her to the president, who
then turned his chair toward her. "What the hell are you doing?" He
bellowed.

	"I ... I ... you told me to ... to stand here. Please sir, I don't know
what to do." She began to cry.

	"What in tarnation do you think you're here for?"

	"For ... for ... sir want's to ... have sex and ... spank."

	"Well by thunder, she knows!" He glanced at the other man who shook his
head in disbelief.

	"Do you always have sex with your clothes on," the other man said, still
shaking his head.

	"I'm sorry I ... I didn't think," her fingers began fumbling franticly
with the buttons on her blouse, while a tear rounded her cheek.

	"She's a new one isn't she, Mr. Tankerton? I haven' seen you in the
album, what's your name?"

	"Dorothy sir, Dorothy Denaro, I've been here two weeks; in the mail room.
They ... they haven't taken my pictures yet, for the ... the album." She
tore off a button as more tears flowed.

	Mr. Tankerton got up and used his handkerchief to dry her tears. "Take
your time girl, then turning to the other man. "I guess they haven't
taken the pictures because I was away. I do have presidential privileges
you know." They both laughed smugly as he sat down again to continue
their discussion.

	After a few minutes the other man began staring at her now naked body,
his eyebrows raised approvingly. "Well, well sir, that's what I call a
great chassis, looks like a hot tomato to me.

	She could tell Mr. Tankerton resented the younger man's flapper slang,
and then turned his chair, taking a deep puff on the cigar, he blew
several rings of blue smoke. "Hmm yes," he nodded "I must say her balance
sheet is in the black with a bountiful measure of essential assets."
Leaning back he motioned with the cigar for her to turn around.
"Excellent," he grunted  "now lets have a side view." She turned,
suddenly feeling calm. There was something controlling yet soothing about
his voice. She was being treated like an auctioned slave but inexplicably
his complacent expression of ownership and blatant nonchalant comments
made her feel warm inside. This man, a paragon of authority commanding a
huge empire of companies employing thousands, wanted her. She half smiled
submissively as she was motioned to face him again.

	He returned his attention, indifferent yet slightly triumphantly to the
other man; smugly satisfied that yet another insignificant and expendable
employee had fallen under his spell. They spoke for another minute and
the man left. He pushed a button and Told Tania to come in

	She entered; accompanied by a young redhead she'd never seen. They both
curtsied deeply, "Yes Mr. Tankerton." Dorothy knew what was coming but
she was too wrapped up in the moment to care. The other woman hurriedly
began stripping.

	"You know what to do Tania?"

	"Yes sir, the riding crop this time?" He nodded and looking at Dorothy
pointed at his desk just besides him. She moved to the indicated spot and
bend over the desk, looking over her shoulder at his face. The new women
naked already, hurriedly removed his pants and boxer shorts exposing his
limp member. He sat down and Tania took Dorothy's hand placing it on his
penis. She held it firmly waiting for Tania to begin. His eyes were on
her buttocks as the first whack landed and they never wandered for the
remaining four. With each whack his penis got harder and by the fifth it
was hard as a rock.

	Tania ordered her to kneel and in that position, while sucking him she
received another whack. The object in her mouth jerked in response and
seemed to harden even more. After maybe fifteen seconds of diligent
sucking the riding crop stung her buttocks again. His penis having slowly
slacked, now surged to life again. Three more whacks and the knob seemed
to fill her mouth. She was ordered up and told to bend over the desk
again. He immediately penetrated her, digging his fingers into her fleshy
hips.

 	She now noticed the red head standing in front of the desk, bent over
presenting her buttocks and looking over her shoulder smiling adoringly
at Mr. Tankerton. Tania began whacking the woman, once about every
fifteen seconds as Dorothy was being stroked. She did her best to wiggle
and twist her pelvis matching his movements. She thought she counted ten
whacks on the other woman's buttocks before he began to groan. He rammed
her hard four times emptying his load in her body. Amazingly she had
climaxed twice during this time.

	As soon as he sat down she dropped to her knees and sucked the last few
drops out of his deflating member, the red head got two more whacks and
then she got two.

	The red head then came around and began to dress him as soon as Dorothy
was finished. She stayed on her knees and when he sat down again the
redhead  got down besides her.

	"Well," Tania said sharply.

	"Thank you sir," the redhead said, "for letting me please you sir."
Dorothy thought she spoke in an adoring manner.

	"What is you name girl."

	"Veronica sir, I've been serving you for eleven months now. I'm in the
typing pool."

	"How do you fell about me girl?"

	"Oh sir I adore you, I only wish I could serve you more often." He
switched his eyes to Dorothy.

	Thank you sir for letting me serve you." She found herself speaking
breathlessly.

	"And how do you feel about me?"

	"Sir, I adore you too, I really do." She heard herself say those words
like there was an echo in her head. She loved her husband but there was
an infatuating magnetism about this man He motioned to them to stand and
bend over to kiss him, the redhead first. Tania gave her another two
whacks while their lips were locked. She thanked him profoundly and stood
while it was Dorothy's turn. She barely felt the riding crop as her lips
touched his. She was told to turn around and he sat there for a while
probably looking at their colored buttocks. Then she felt a hand groping
and caressing it gently almost lovingly. Tania was standing facing them
waiting.

	"Alright Tania get them out of here I have a meeting with the chief
production engineer I believe."

	"Yes sir he's in the outer office." He slapped both their rears in a way
that could only be understood as, get out of here. "Get dressed you two
and back to work," Tania snapped as she left to bring in his next
appointment. He entered as they were dressing paying no attention to
them. When they finished the redhead stood near the door looking at the
president. Dorothy took her place next to her and waited. After probably
a minute of so he glanced their way, waving them off as they curtsied
deeply and thanked him again.

	They walked out closing the door after them and stood in front of Tania's
desk.

	"Veronica, report to the conference room tomorrow morning at 10."

	"Yes Miss. Tania may I ask who will be there?"

	"None of your business bitch but I can promise you that I will!"

	"Dorothy conference room in five minutes!"

	"But ...but I just."

	"But nothing bitch, but I can tell you it's the chief accountant you met
earlier he seems to be smitten. I won't be there, that sissy doesn't
approve of the whip. He wants to be loved," she almost sneered the words.
"You'll go there now and strip and when he enters jump around his neck and
tell him how much you love him. Yuck! And during the entire session you
will continue to flatter his bleeding heart ego. Got it?"

	"Yes Miss Tania," they left walking down the long hallway near the exit
where the conference was.

	"You're so pretty, Dorothy he really likes you, the president I mean. Her
voice was dripping with admiration. Dorothy wasn't sure for whom.

	"You really like him don't you, even though he has us whipped."

	"Like him he's a god Dorothy, I worship the man so do you and everybody
else. And don't tell me you don't I saw it in your eyes when he
penetrated you and you had two orgasms, I could tell. Heavenly wasn't
it?"

	They parted at the conference door where Dorothy entered and the redhead
waved bye, smiling happily.

	The room was almost dark except for some daylight slipping through the
curtains. She began to undress thinking about the last hour and what the
redhead had said. Why had she felt so good serving that man, even while
Tania used the whip on her rear? Was she going insane? Was the redhead
right, was she in love with this man? Infatuated maybe, caught up in the
aura of his looks and powerful position. She loved her husband this was
merely about survival. Two orgasms, the red head was right, she'd never
had that before with her husband. Maybe she was a masochist; she'd never
had a need for anything like that. Her husband was strong and very
athletic during sex but never rough or violent.

	She was still removing the hasps holding her stocking when the door
opened. "I'm sorry," she said, "I just got here."

	He turned the lights on, "Don't hurry dear I like watching you undress.
She bared herself completely and then rushed towards him, hugging and
kissing him passionately.

	"Oh darling I love you and missed you." He fondled her breathing heavily,
running his hands over her curvy hips and buttocks. He told her to turn
around and he got on his knees. What a beautiful pair of orbs what a
shame. Don't worry dear Paul will love you. I would never hurt this
beautiful body. He got up and asked her to undress him.

	She almost felt ill, she didn't want to be loved by this man. Her husband
loved her, why couldn't he just do it and get it over with. She undressed
him uncovering an unappealing weak pudgy body. He got up on the long
table on his back.

	"Come darling Paul wants to be on the bottom, love me darling."

	"Yes Darling, she spoke almost mechanically and mounted him."

	"You put in it darling," she fitted his short stubby but very hard member
in to her still well lubricated vagina. He didn't move leaving her to do
the stroking while hugging her upper body tight sucking n her lips.
Fortunately he came quickly in about twenty-five strokes, moaning I love
you into her mouth. Did you come too darling?" He asked, kissing her
again before she could lie to him.

	"Oh yes right away darling, "she had no guilt feeling about lying to him
as she got up and slid down off the table. "I'll go to the bathroom and
get a cloth darling," she said almost choking. She cleaned her self up a
bit and then went back and cleaned him off on the table. He got up for
her to help dress him.

	"You don't look good dear is something wrong."

	"Oh no I just feel a bit oozy I'll be OK Darling."

	He kissed her softly on the cheek. I understand darling you been through
a lot today, don't worry I would never be mean to you." He kissed her
again and hurried off.

	She dressed slowly feeling dirty thinking herself a whore. Why coulnd't
he hae spanked her it would have make it right somehow.  She headed back
for her report to Tania. She was just coming out of Mr. Tankerton's
office, visibly upset. "Oh there you are I just got crap for letting you
go for that session. How the hell would I know he wanted to brand you his
personal cow meat." Dorothy smiled with relief at her words. "Ah, you
were feeling sick right. Well you don't have to worry about that nauseous
lovebird for now anyway. Go back to the mailroom and I'll be in touch."
She saw a jealous glint in Tania's eyes and wondered if she'd been Mr.
Tankerton's favorite in the past.

	She was walking on air going back to her sorting job. Then the doubts set
in again; she wondered how long she would last as his favorite; hopefully
until the depression was over. But maybe next week another prettier woman
would be hired and she would be in the cow meat catalog

To be continued

 Reavan

I write sexual fantasies for readers who are not offended by it.
Other people produce fantasies wherein cartoon animals talk like people.
Even very little people know that in real life, animals don't talk.
Any other comments to: nutame99@cotse.net

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