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		Employment Conditions II

		     By Reavan




	Dorothy got a late call Tuesday afternoon from Tania to report to the
president's office after work. She swore silently, why after work now?
Wasn't it bad enough during working hours? Tania wore a mischievous smile
as she led her into the president's inner office. She thought she knew
the reason the sadistic woman was smiling. The whip was her way of
venting her frustration with not being his favorite. A well-dressed woman
in her forties sitting at the president's desk surprised her.

	"Thank you Tania you may leave now."

	"Yes Mrs. Tankerton," She curtsied smartly and closed the door behind
her. Dorothy froze in her tracks; the wife had found out!
"You seems to be shocked that I'm aware of my husbands little hobby." She
couldn't answer but just stood there with her mouth open. "Yes Dorothy I
am the presidents wife, how are you?"

	"I'm ... Well yes, Ma'am I didn't think ... " she was shocked realizing
the presidents wife knew about her husbands infidelities.

	"I supposed to the lower classes true love means marital faithfulness but
you see in our circles such primitive notions are outmoded

	I was looking at your file which includes a picture of you husband. What
does he think about not being able to have sex with you."

	"Well Ma'am he's very angry, a man needs sex but there's nothing we can
do until he gets a job and that's not likely for a long time to come. I'm
just worried that he will be looking for sex out side the marriage."

	"Oh I don't think you have anything to worry about in that department."

	"Why? How would you know what my husband does?"

	"Let's just say I have ways of investigating that sort of thing."

	"You mean you spied on him?" She just smiled and got up, walked around
the desk and leaned back against it.

	"I want you to undress for me now. I want to see for myself what kind of
body got my husbands attention!"

	"But Ma'am I ... I" The woman pushed a button on the desk. Dorothy was
well aware of that that meant and hurriedly began stripping.

	"Yes, Mrs. Tankerton?"

	"Cancel that Tania. Well now, that's better young lady. Actually I'm not
into my husbands joy of flagellation but I realize that it does have its
benefits." Dorothy drew a breath of relief, having sex with a woman was
not natural to her but she was forced to do it the other company girls so
why not the presidents wife. The woman motioned for her to pose and turn.

	"Yes I can see why you're one of my husbands favorites employees. A nice
rather short Italian type body, small waist, nice sculptured hips and
thighs and of course his favorite part of the female anatomy a perfect
derriere. Good breast too, a bit small for your size but perky. How old
are you again dear?"

	"I'm twenty-one next month Ma'am."

	"I have a penthouse apartment in town, here is the address." She handed
her an engraved invitation. You are to report there with you husband at
eight tomorrow evening for supper, is that clear? There will be no
questions, if you don't show with your husband, you're fired! Be there on
time! You may get dressed now."

	She pushed a button again. "Yes Mrs. Tankerton?"

	"Have my chauffeur warm up the car, I'm leaving now."

	"Yes Mrs. Tankerton Right away."

	Dorothy finished dressing, a bit relieved but mystified about the
invitation. They were not high society, how would they possibly fit in
and what would they wear? She summed up the courage to ask. "Mrs.
Tankerton, "I'm really sorry but ... but."

	"Yes Dorothy," she stared at her icily. "I told you no questions but I'll
allow you one!"

	"The dress ... we don't have fancy things."

	"Don't worry your little head about that. It will be informal, very
informal. Believe me." She smiled almost deviously.

	Dorothy curtsied deeply and hurried out.

				*	*	*

	They gave their names to the uniformed doorman who nodded and pointed at
the elevator, looking down his nose at their clothes. The operator was in
the elevator, giving them the same military salute they got from the
doorman. Dorothy handed him the invitation card Mrs. Tankerton had given
her. Their names were inscribed on it with Mrs. Tankerton's signature.

	"Yes ma'am Mrs. Tankerton is expecting you. You're right on time."

	Don rapped on the door and a black woman around thirty, dressed in almost
nothing, opened it. They both stood gaping at the almost naked woman,
wearing only silk stocking, high heels and an apron barely covering her
bush. Dorothy handed her the card.

	"Oh yes step inside, Mrs. Tankerton is expecting you both." They walked
in the door of the opulent apartment, totally disoriented by the scantily
dressed woman, as she closed the door behind them. The Madam has ordered
you to wear this before she will see you." She pointed at a leopard skin
loincloth for Don and a pair of black silk stockings to be held up with
two red garters and high heels for Dorothy, laid-out on two separate
chairs. She stood back and waited for them to get undressed. Dorothy
immediately began to undress while Don just stood and stared at the
flimsy item.

	"Get at it," Dorothy whispered. "At least you'll be covered."

	"Are you crazy? I'm not making a fool of myself."

	"Oh, it's OK for me to get caned and screwed at work to support us but
you have your pride! Well we can walk out of her and I won't have a job!
Can you get one?"

	He bit his lip nearly to the bleeding point, looking at the maid's
impassive face and slowly began to remove his coat. What the hell he
thought. Maybe he would get to screw the old bitch or maybe that
voluptuous maid.

	The maid tied both garters in double bows to support the silk stockings
on Dorothy's thighs. Don turned his back to them as he removed his boxers
and attempted to tie the flimsy garment behind. Dorothy grasped the ends
and completed the job for him.

	"I'll let the Madam know you are ready. Now when you enter bow deeply,"
she looked at Don and then Dorothy. "I assume you have been trained to
curtsy at the firm." Dorothy nodded as the maid presented her substantial
naked rear, walking down a hallway. She returned after a few minutes.
"You may enter now; the young lady first. They followed her down the
hallway and entered a large living area with windows on three sides
overlooking the city and two bridges over the river. There were several
couches and comfortable chairs placed around the room. Mrs. Tankerton was
sitting on a white couch dressed in a short pink very expensive looking
housecoat holding a long cigarette holder while sipping on a drink in a
long stemmed glass.

	The maid led them to a spot in front of her with their backs to the
center windows. She curtsied and waited until the couple showed their
respect. "Your guests Madam for their dinner appointment."

	"You may prepare dinner Casie," she curtsied deeply again and left the
room. Well now, so this is the spouse of my husband's favorite piece.
You're quit a looker young man, matching of course your wife in that
department. Before the market crashed in twenty-nine you were part owner
of a restaurant acting as the maitre d' and bookkeeper. You like serving
people Don?"

	"That was my business madam." She sipped on her drink and took a drag on
the cigarette.

	"Now you will serve me in whatever capacity I wish. Right?"

	"Yes madam," he spoke stiffly without emotion.

	"Is he a good lover Dorothy, compared to my husband that is?"

	"Well ... madam he is ... younger, stronger you know."

	"Turn around Don, show me you buns." He obeyed stiffly. "Nice view of the
city from here isn't it Don?"

	"Yes madam, very nice."

	"Take off his loin cloth Dorothy." She obeyed, loosening the bow and
dropped it on the floor. "Does he have an erection yet?"

	"No madam."

	"Arouse him and tell me when it's hard." Dorothy took his penis in her
hand and stroked it gently; happy in a way to be able to do something for
him.

	"It's hard now madam."

	"Give me a side view Don." He turned as ordered, letting her view his
manhood. "Very nice much bigger than my husbands isn't it Dorothy?" She
picked up a bell from the coffee table and rang it. The maid appeared.

	"Yes madam?"

	"I want you to have a look at our guests genitals and let me know what
you think?" She came closer to the couple and examined the object in
question.

	"Very nice madam, very nice."

	"Dorothy ask Casi to feel your husbands penis and testicles and tell you
how she likes it."

	"Please Casi, feel my husbands penis and testicles and tell me what you
think." The maid used both hands to stroke and caress his equipment. Don
began to breathe heavy as his rod reached the bursting point.

	"Dorothy ask the Casi if she would like to be penetrated by your
husband." She leaned back on her couch sipping her drink, crossing her
legs.

	"Would you like to be made love to by my husband Casi?"

	"Yes, if my madam tells me to, I would love to have sex with your husband."

	"You may return to the kitchen Casi after dimming the lights." She got
off the couch as the maid curtsied and left, turning off some of the
lighting. "Remove my robe Dorothy," she spoke without looking at Dorothy
her eyes fixed on the young muscular body and his stately erection.
Dorothy stood holding the robe while watching the woman caress her
husbands body. "You will now make passionate love to me Don, you see I am
now the woman you truly love." She put one arm around his neck and firmly
grasped his manhood. "Kiss me like you never kissed anyone before." She
opened her mouth and sucked on his.

	"Oh Dorothy dear, your husband is just not putting a whole hearted effort
into this. Explain to him that he must love me more than he loves you."

	"Please Don, you must love Mrs. Tankerton more than me, please?"

	"Tell him exactly what to do dear, you know whatever he would have done
to you when he was allowed."

	"Kiss her dear, really kiss her; that's it put your arms around her
caress her back squeezing her buns. Feel her breasts too; kiss them, suck
on them. Now feel her pussy and use one finger to find the entrance, make
sure it's nice and wet. Is it wet dear?" He nodded. "Pick her up now and
carry her to that ottoman over there." He picked up the woman like a baby
and walked to the spot indicated by his wife. "Kiss her now and put her
down." He let her down gently," spread her thighs now." He did, "and get
on top of her."

	"Dorothy I want you to fit his rod into my vagina." She spoke
breathlessly, obviously turned on by his young body and her absolute
power over the young couple. Dorothy fell on her knees and steered her
husband throbbing weapon into the overbearing but now lecherously panting
woman's orifice. Don drove his weapon home, turning it into a battering
ram bent on knocking down and destroying an evil fortress.

	Dorothy got a strange sense of satisfaction out of seeing her husbands
violently exaggerated performance, attempting to punish the woman who had
taken over their sexual lives. She began to moan, increasing slowly to
screams in short frustrated bursts. To Dorothy's astonishment the woman
matched her husbands actions, bouncing her buttocks of the ottoman
letting him drive her back down. She became a living breathing ferocious
animal, clawing, scratching, biting and bouncing her husband exhibiting
amazing strength. Don groaned as he ejaculated into the insatiable
creature under him. She clamped her arms and legs around her subjugated
lover and screamed her own climax into his mouth, shaking her body
uncontrollably then only slowly abating as her rush wore down.

	The loud moans of her mistress had brought Casi in the room. Dorothy
glanced up at her standing impassively waiting with towels and wet face
cloths. She thought, boy is she well trained.

	Mrs. Tankerton grasped Don head pushing it back and stared approvingly in
his the eyes. "You're hired Don."

	He looked at her in confusion, then at his wife and back. "Hired for what?"

	"Get off me now, Casi hand Dorothy the cloths and towels so she can
freshen us up."  Casi gave Dorothy the items and left for the kitchen
again. "Do me first Dorothy," she obeyed cleaning the sweaty areas
starting with her crotch.  Mrs. Tankerton spread her thighs wide and
lifted her buttocks giving her access.  "You will be sort of a butler
here in my city apartment. Casi will be your boss but you will be in
charge of provisions and such, she's not too good with figures. You will
work here Tuesday noon to Friday noon, since I'm in our country estate
weekends. You can spend the weekend with your wife then. Your wages will
be double what your wife makes at the plant. I well not listen to any
arguments the matter is settled! Get my robe Dor; your name is too long."

	She had finished wiping and drying their madam by then and she quickly
helped her into the requested item. "Do your husband now and stay here
until Casi asks for you." She left the room.

	"Well dear how does it feel to be used as a sex slave?"

	"I don't know how I feel," he looked down at his wife on her knees wiping
his genitals. "I must admit though that it was nice to get my rocks off."

	"So you don't think we are cheating on each other now then?"

	"I'm, sorry about having said that darling. This dammed depression,
someday I'll get a real job again and support you, I promise." She got up
and kissed him warmly.

	"They'll get tired of us after a while honey. I think rich people are
bored and just require new challenges all the time. At least you got a
job now."

	"Some job, I'm a gigolo now!"

	"Well honey what am I then, a whore?"

	"Don't say that Dorothy I ... " Casi entered.

	"The madam will see you now, but first some instructions. You will act
like dogs, sit up and beg, bark for food and so on. Here put these on."
She handed them two dog collars; Don stood back refusing to take it.

	"Come on honey it's just a game, I've been asked to do worse." She took
the collar and fastened it around his neck, kissing him and then put on
her own. Casi then told her to remove her shoes and stockings.

	Casi fastened a leach to each and told them to get down on all fours.
"Now when we enter you bark excitedly the way dogs do when greeting their
masters." They crawled behind her into a large dining room where she led
them to a large rubber mat placed to one side of where Mrs. Tankerson was
sitting already eating. There were two doggie bowls on one side of the
mat with water in them.

	"Oh my little wowsies Casi took you to the park, did you miss mommy"

	"Wow, wow," Dorothy barked happily, holding her hands up like a dogs paws.

	"Oh Dorsi is happy to see mommy what's the matter with Donsi? Is he not
happy today? Here mommy's baby, she threw a small piece of meat on the
mat. He reluctantly lowered his head and lapped it up. Dorothy then
whined making small yelping noises.  "Ah mommy's Dorsi is always hungry,
here girl." She threw a piece of meat high in the air. Dorothy attempted
to catch in her mouth but it hit her forehead and ended up on the mat.
She quickly lapped it up and begged for more. She lobbed another piece in
the air for Don, who caught it in his mouth. "Oh Donsi is so much quicker
than Dorsi, come here to mommy I'll give you a rub. He crawled over and
put his head on her thigh. She tussled his curly hair, "come now give
mommy a nice wet nuzzle. He put his paws on her thigh and raised his head
licking her face. She frenched him, oh you do love mommy don't you
Donsi?"

	Dorothy began to whine acting jealous but was ignored.

	"Have a drink Dorsi that will cool you down," she said while necking with
Don. Dorothy crawled to the bowl and tried to lap up the liquid. I was
white wine. She slurped up as much as she could, trying to drown her true
feelings of jealousy.

	"Would you like me to punish Dorsi madam for being whiny?"

	"No Casi you know I don't like that kind of thing."

	"Sorry madam I just thought." She began feeding her Donsi pieces of food
from the table and throwing chunks at Dorothy deliberately hitting her
with the gravy soaked meat and potatoes anywhere she could.

	"There now Donsi go lick Dorsi she has food on her." Don immediately
began to lick his wife's body wherever he could find a gravy stain. She
continued to throw food at them for the rest of the meal, while watching
them licking each other and slurping chunks off the mat.

	"Casi clean up Don now, Dor lie down on your back. Dorothy got down on
the sticky mat while Don stood up to get washed. The game was over for
now and they waited for her next orders. She lit a cigarette and watched
as Casi washed and dried her young prize. When Casi finished she ordered
her to fit on his loincloth again and then called him to stand at her
side. "You know what to do next Casi." She nodded at Dor as she spoke.

	"Could I do the you know thing first? Madam know I perform so much better
after. Please?"

	"Oh alright Casi but just five and not that loud. You know it disturbs
me." She put her arm around Don's body stroking his muscular thigh. Casi
opened a drawer and brought out a riding crop and ordered Dorothy to get
in the position. Dorothy knew from the plant exactly what that meant and
got up bending over, clasping her hands mid thigh.

	Don watched his wife her entire body covered with brown gravy decorated
with various pieces of meat potatoes and vegetables. Casi landed five
lashes on her extended buttocks, counting slowly to ten between each.

	The madam kept a close watch on the loincloth, which bulged a bit more at
each lash. Casi put the implement away in the drawer and returned
ordering Dorothy to lie down on her stomach this time. She then picked a
large gravy bowl of the table by the single handle and poured some of the
contents over Dorothy's body. After ordering her to turn over she poured
more on her chest, stomach, pubic area and thighs. Finally she poured the
remainder down her own stomach cupping one hand under her vagina and
rubbing the thick sticky liquid into her crotch.

	Casi put the bowl back on the table and ordered Dorothy to stand up. She
got on the mat and began to hug and kiss her. Dorothy knew she had to
return her advance and the two transferred a good deal of gravy from a
white body to a black. After a few minutes of turning and mutual rubbing
both bodies were equally covered. Dorothy was then told to lie down on
her back after which Casi first sat on her face, rubbing her gravy
saturated bush into her mouth. She then stretched out on top of her and
they began eating each other out.

	Don's erection was by now at its peak and his mistress began to frig him
slowly while they watched the mucky performance on the mat.

	She smiled smugly up at her young captive lover. "Enjoying the
performance Don darling?" She kissed his by now throbbing knob.

	He gasped, "Yes ... I." She swallowed the knob, exhaling strongly while
fondling his bags. "Yes Ma'am."

	"What so you think of Cari's body darling?" she frigged him slowly, then
played her tongue around his knob.

	"She's very ... nice, very shapely." She swallowed him again deeply this
time and then sat back smiling at his desperate moaning.

	"Oh darling I forgot to tell you before, she's a nymph who swing both
ways and one of your functions here will be to satisfy her at least twice
a day, besides me of course. Look at her voluptuous black body, think
about doing it to her." He watched the black maid, ravenously eating out
his gravy-covered wife, his knob now fully engorged, like a fully loaded
cannon set for an explosive volley. She swallowed him again, sucking
while stroking his perineum lightly, igniting an extremely short fuse
instantly triggering several hot loads splashing in rapid succession into
ita willing target. She stroked and emptied the spent barrel, sucking out
all remaining residues of ammunition, like a dedicated cannoneer readying
the ordnance for another broadside.

	She pulled him down on his knees and surrendered her target for the
conqueror's weapon of inspection, letting him taste the residue of his
blasting powder.

	Totally mesmerized by the show on the floor and the promise of a variety
of sexual partners to come, he willingly for the first time tasted his
own triumphant discharge. She held the still semi rigid cannon with one
hand and with her other arm drew him close to her chest, relishing his
fresh virile body and her total domination over his will.

	She let him go and ordered the two women on the floor, who by now had
tasted the victory of orgasmic ecstasy, to the showers. She took his hand
and led him into the living area where they stood embracing by the center
window watching the lights of the city. She kissed him several times,
either one saying or wanting to say anything.

	Finally she let him stand therealone while she sat on a couch, lit a
cigarette and just watched him standing seemingly in a trance looking at
the thousands of lights. The maid entered, with a towel wrapped around
her head. "Does madam wish me to call the chauffeur, she should be out of
the hair dryer in about ten minutes."

	"Very well Casi, you do that." She curtsied and left the room. Don looked
at her with a questioning expression. "Don't worry you curly head about
anything darling, your wife is my concern not yours. I want you to go the
master bedroom; there is a bathroom there and shower. Casi will show you
what I want you to wear after. When you're finished return here," she
picked up a magazine and ignored him.

	When he returned in a short robe she was on the telephone talking to
someone. He walked around the room looking at the many pieces of
expensive furniture and artwork until he got to a telescope aimed out in
the city not at the stars.

	"Have a look darling you might enjoy the view." He peeked through the
eyepiece for a moment and then jerked away staring at her. "What's wrong
darling you don't like the view?"

	"That's ... That's my wife naked in someone's penthouse?" He looked again
and then heard her talk into the telephone. "Wave at your husband dear."
And to don, "what else do you see darling?"

		"There is an gray haired gentleman sitting behind her and a someone
dressed like a butler standing to one side and another naked woman with
her back turned."

	"Anything unusual about that woman?"

	"She has the largest rear end I've ever seen."

	"Well let me give you the cast of characters in that little theatre. The
gray haired gentleman is my husband. The butler is of course the butler,
who is by the way an it from birth. The woman with the large posterior is
his wife, technically any way since he was never able to consummate that
ceremony." She got up and gave him the telephone ear piece and mike.
"Talk to your wife dear."

	"Hello"

	"Hello dear husband, I love you."

	"I love you too Dorothy and I see you."

	"I know, the butler is taking the phone now. Mr. Tankerton wants you to
watch while he has sex with me. I want you to watch too. OK?"

	"Ok Dorothy if you want me too." His madam took the phone away and sat
down again.

	"You will watch darling and describe to me what you see! Oh, and you will
refer to you wife as your wife and my husband as my husband."

	"My wife is getting on her knees and sucking your husbands penis. The
butler is picking up a riding crop and he hit her buttocks with it once.
Now he whacks his own wife once. He's standing there watching my wife and
your husband. Now he hits them both again."

	 "Ok darling just watch for a while until there is a change. Casi
entertain the young man's penis while he's watching his wife being
whipped." Casi dropped on her knees and proceeded to manipulate Don's
weapon.

	"My wife got up now madam. Your husband is kissing and fondling her
buttocks. Now she is bending over and he's getting ready to penetrate her
from behind. Your husband is stroking my wife now and the butler is
whacking his wife in front of your husband." Mrs. Tankerton said
something over the phone. "My wife is waving at me and blowing me kisses.
I think your husband is ejaculating now he looks really strained. Yes I
can almost hear him groan. Oh I've got the feeling too oh I'm going to
blow."

	"Don't worry darling Casi will swallow everything you got."

	"My wife is on her knees now sucking your husband off and the butler is
whacking her rear once, twice and once again. I think that's it, you
husbands eyes are closed; he looks very satisfied. The other woman is now
kneeling next to my wife and she's getting more whacks from the butler.
Wow she is really getting it hard."

	"Alright come over here and kneel at my feet I've got something to tell
you." He knelt at her feet as ordered and she smiled at her handsome
young man, while tussling his curly hair. "My darling my husband is
leaving for Europe for a month on business and he's taking your wife for
his sexual entertainment."

	"A whole month with out my wife?"

	"Well it'll be longer than that, you see in two weeks I'm leaving for my
yearly two-month stay in my villa at the Riviera. Now it is possible that
we'll cross paths with my husband, who knows. But of course, with thing
being the way they are, serving me first is part of your employment
conditions isn't it?" She bent over and kissed him."

	"Yes of course madam, my job comes first."


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.
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