#Office

Of course, the VIP party were late - these things always run over time. And Natalie and I had gotten bored, so we began horsing about a little - pretending we were working up a welcome dance for the founder - just filling in the time, really, although both of us, I suspect, didn't mind an opportunity to show off a little to the rest of the office. But as luck would have it, we were gee-ing each other on to do sexy little shimmies when the VIP party walked in. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 13 minutes; 2800 words

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I began to position myself where he would certainly see me if he arrived via the lobby. Suddenly I wished that the dress was shorter - after having felt it was too short all afternoon. What was the point having made an effort if it didn’t get me the prize? [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 10 minutes; 2100 words

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I had, very strongly, the feeling of a door opening for me, a door that would only open once, and not for long, and that I had a chance at passing through, if I did the right thing. I was naive, but I wasn't stupid, and it was really obvious that what lay through the door was not anything normal, like a promotion, or a bonus, but that it was certainly something to do with my availability as a willing sex object; but somehow that didn't put me off. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 28 minutes; 6000 words

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I had said that simple 'Yes', less than 24 hours ago, knowing that I had agreed to an outrage, and saying yes anyway. Was I more alive, now, because of having made that choice— done something that took me away from the deathly routine of the only kind of a job that a girl with multiple drug felonies was ever likely to get? Or, much more disturbing, was it the wildness of the outrages that had woken me up? [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes; 4100 words

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It was one thing thinking about being used as I had been last night; to accept, in the abstract, in the peace of the morning, looking into the mirror, that this was going to be part of my life; it was quite another to have this stranger tell me, so brutally, make it so clear, that these people were not going to do any pretending about what was really going on, what they wanted me for. I was going to be a whore for them, with no sugar coating at all. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 9 minutes; 2000 words

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