He entered the office after her and closed the door. He leisurely removed his jacket, shaking it out and suspending it perfectly on a hanger in his closet. He checked himself in the mirror, though one eye inspected her closely to find out if she might do anything wrong. Emily was at her best that morning.
He examined his work desk and his chair. Every single thing was to be in a certain place in the morning when he arrived. He pushed the intercom key on the phone on his desk. “Coffee!” he said sharply into the intercom speaker. He glared up at Emily until a barely slight smile spread across his face, which was in reality his most daring and handsome look and it caused a thrill of arousal to rush through her. He pushed the button again. “Have Caroline bring it.”
She tried not to smile as she realized that she had passed his evaluation and she was about to be rewarded for it. Caroline was the law-school intern that was working with Everett. She was youthful and hot. Every curve of her form was in perfect symmetry with every other part and was trim, healthy and firm. The first time Emily had seen her, she had a rush of jealousy rush through her, but the sight of her nude body had sent a tingle through her that made her more aroused than she had ever been before.
The sleek, young skin and the appearance of innocence made Emily want her. She had thought about inquiring if they might get together outside from the office sometime. She would definitely have loved taking this hot, little playmate home for a weekend, but she was frightened of what might possibly happen if Everett got wind of it.
“You’ve done well, Emily,” Everett said. “Very reliable and all is flawlessly in place. Perhaps I should put you in charge of the whole office. Would you enjoy that?”
It was a strategy that he used to see how acute she was. He would ask a question in order of getting her to mess up and answer it. It was a game that he played; a little bit like Simon Says.
“I asked you a question,” he said shortly. He stood up immediately in front of her. His nose was almost touching hers. “Did you hear me ask you a question bitch?”
Emily persisted in her position without breaking. They had gone this exercise before and she knew the rules. She was not to speak till he instructed her to speak. She could see his eyes gleaming and realized that he was enjoying it. The complete control over her was his tension release and the punishment that he dished out to her only made her panties wetter. She had never considered domination being such a turn on before; had never believed that she would get so aroused by it. He had opened up a door deep inside of her that she had never known existed and she had walked through it readily.
“Should I place you in control of this entire office?” he asked again in a softer tone. “It would suit a mommy wonderfully. You could be mommy to all of these babies in here. You would enjoy that wouldn’t you?”
He had launched into the humiliation phase. She recognized that it was only an additional component of the game. He sought to break her down. He was trying to get her to mess up. All he needed to do was to get her to break a smile or wiggle even a finger. She peered straight ahead and remained completely still and in control. She sensed the moisture running down on her inside thighs.
She was able to see his eyes on her, prepared for her to twitch so that he could call her on it. She desired him so bad. She had to withstand his barrage to be able to have him and she was determined to do it. She had endured yet one more overnight of banging in the guest room the night before as her husband had another go with Lisa. She had gotten familiar with the sounds of her husband and Lisa in the spare room, but it still made her aroused nearly beyond control and she needed a release.
Everett was just about to start once again with the verbal abuse when there was a single crisp knock on the door. He looked at Emily and grinned while he waited to discover if there would be a second. It was strictly forbidden to knock another time and he was in a disposition for imposing all of the rules that morning. After several minutes had gone by and the intern had passed her test, he called out. “Come In!”
Caroline entered the office and went directly to where Everett desired to have his coffee mug set and set it there, then moved to stand up next to Emily at attention. Both of them waited peering directly ahead. Everett stuck a finger in the coffee to make sure that it was steaming and then placed it in his mouth.
“Good, the coffee is steaming hot, exactly as I prefer it. Ladies, pardon me, I meant, whores. I am not in a good mood this morning. I realize that everybody is doing everything flawlessly this morning, but there would seem to have been some issues that took place when I was not here. I can’t put my finger on exactly who was out of line and therefore I am choosing to discipline one of you.”
Emily held every of her feelings stiffly within. If there was a single thing that she did not put up with, it was injustice. One of them was being penalized because someone else in the workplace had done something incorrectly. Before, she might have expressed her opinion about it, but Everett understood that she felt passionately concerning that kind of thing and he was starting to come at her with his crowning salvo to see if she would break.
When she remained in control, his eyes twinkled a little bit. Caroline even seemed to be in control as well.
“Maybe mommy Emily thinks this to be an injustice?” He searched her eyes for a reaction. “Mommy can’t stand it when things aren’t totally fair. Do you believe this is unjust, mommy?” He was preparing one more trap. “Maybe the little dolly of the office thinks it to be unjust as well.”
Neither was reacting to his verbal salvo. “Do you consider this to be unfair, mommy?” he quizzed again returning to her. “You are allowed to answer Emily.”
“It is what you declare it to be, sir,” she responded.
“Very good,” he replied. He moved around behind Caroline, raised her skirt and slapped her solidly on the butt. “Do you feel that Caroline should be disciplined, mommy?” he questioned. “You are at liberty.”
“I believe you should carry out whatever you see fit,” she answered. It was hard for her to let Caroline take the punishment, but she had seen the twinkle in her eyes before and grasped that Caroline totally enjoyed being abused. She had to see it that way.
Everett took off his belt, folded it over and smacked Caroline on the ass once more. “Emily, undress Caroline.”
Emily did as she was instructed. She gradually and provocatively started unfastening the buttons on her top enjoying the scent of her, the sight of her silky skin and the noise of her breath. She desired to feel that smooth, young skin, but she merely unbuttoned the blouse and slid it from of her shoulders. Her flawlessly proportioned bust and erect nipples were a charming sight and it was all that Emily was able to do to remember to keep her mouth apart from them.
She tossed the blouse on the floor as she had been instructed to do in the past and unzipped the skirt. She was not to allow the skirt to fall to the floor. She was to guide it slowly down over her rear and kneel as she lowered it and held it for Caroline to step out of it. Emily performed her responsibilities perfectly.
“Caroline,” Everett commanded. “There is a good bit of moisture flowing down Emily’s legs. Clean it up for her.”
Caroline knelt in front of Emily and began cleaning the moisture from her thighs. Her tongue felt delicious as it worked lightly up her upper thighs and then cleansed the lips besides. Emily desired to clutch the back of her head and push her mouth into her pussy, but she stayed in control of herself. While she licked Everett spoke again.
“It will probably not sound fair that I punish Caroline, but this is the manner in which I view it. Somebody fucked up and I don’t know exactly who it might have been,” he began. “And, shit rolls downhill. Since Caroline is at the ground level, then imagine where it must land. Emily, I want you to bring up your skirt and lay upon the desk. Caroline, you will lick her pussy and clit till she climaxes.”
Emily moved into place upon the desk and Caroline quickly had her hot, full lips on her pussy. She shut her eyes as s
he experienced the soft tongue playing with her lips and her teeth pulling on them gently. She heard the crack of the belt on Caroline’s ass and felt that she increased the intensity of her sucking and licking. Her tongue moved to her clit and she started to flick it to and fro sending waves of pleasure through Emily’s body.
She looked up and watched over Caroline’ head as Everett poured the boiling coffee over her ass crack. Caroline winced as the scalding fluid went down the crack of her ass and over her pussy. She cried out quietly and the belt cracked again, but Caroline cut-off the delicate whimper, battled back a groan and licked and sucked even harder. She tugged upward on Emily’s smooth shaven mound in order to access her clit better and continued working on her as the belt located its mark over and over again.
Emily was able to feel the sizzling heat between her legs and the increasing pressure was there as well. She needed to groan and cry out, but she did not dare. The belt cracked again and Caroline tugged on her clitoris with her teeth. She battled back a moan of pleasure as she sensed the climax building up within her.
“You may groan and call out if you want to Emily,” Everett said. “You’ve been an excellent mommy.”
Emily let go a deep guttural wail which had been building up just about all morning. The sound of her moan drove Caroline to a renewed energy in the pleasuring of her pussy. She again heard the belt on Caroline ass and then felt the consequence being passed on again.
This time, the intensity was too much for her and she released the pressure that had grown to a breaking point behind her pubic area. The searing heat radiated in waves and she called out and moaned as she experienced the discharge of her orgasm streaming through her body. She had no sooner finished the first number of waves of her climax when she was interrupted by Everett’s sharp voice.
“That’s enough Caroline,” he commanded. “Get clothed and leave my site. Emily, get yourself straightened out and get to work on the material that I delivered to you in your email last night. Make sure that you are appearing your very best this afternoon. I require your assistance on the Garrison account. Now, I’m going to go take a piss and I don't want to see either of you when I return.”
He started towards the toilet that connected to his office and turned back pointing at the floor where the coffee had flowed over Caroline's legs to the floor. “Caroline, tidy that shit up.”
Emily hurried out of the office and took her seat at her desk. She loved this part of her work as well. It made many of the other things that she had to withstand tolerable. The mind games at times got stale, but she was discovering that when it became time to be serious about legal practice, Everett was all business and had his stuff well organized. He was among the best and she took pride in participating on a team that was at the top. She had learned to enjoy the abuse and the games as a aspect of the position and a good pause from the normal routine.
Once Everett settled in for the day, it usually was no different than almost every other attorney’s office, but things could always change depending upon Everett’s mood. She frequently shared the abuse with Caroline, but they by no means talked with regards to it. She wished to learn how Caroline felt about things, but she was unable to risk Everett discovering that they had discussed it. It had been in her mind to talk to her when he was away, but she believed that somebody was constantly monitoring and that word would likely get back to him.
The morning went by quickly and Mister Garrison showed up for his appointment with Everett later that afternoon. Mister Garrison was an aged, sour-faced, slight man who spoke to her rudely and treated her as if she was dirt. She despised seeing him arrive in the office due to the fact that she hated his attitude. He was as wealthy as a Saudi prince and he dealt with everybody that earned less than ten million per year just like they were unimportant particles of dirt on his clothes that it was needed to brush off.
“Good afternoon, Mister Garrison,” she said showing her most brilliant smile, though it was entirely artificial. He grunted in return without a glance at her and went straight to Everett’s door. Everett had been pre-warned by the front desk staff and was therefore at the door to welcome him.
“You son of a bitch, Everett,” he cried out as he entered the office. “You are a piss poor example of an attorney.”
Emily overheard nothing else as the door was sealed behind them. She pondered precisely what they had done wrong that had Garrison so annoyed. She believed that they had come up with a perfect proposal. It had to be perfect, because Everett required that it was the best they could put together.
Even the component that Caroline had assembled had been spotless. She had been satisfied of their work when she had read over it. To have this outdated bastard come in and start ripping it asunder and ripping into Everett was just about more than she was able to take. She would have liked going in there and giving the old son of a bitch a solid tongue lashing.
She realized that Everett was receiving an earful. She understood what that might indicate for her later on. She was surprised at herself for looking forward to it with such excitement. The climax that Caroline had given her that morning had only been a tease. She needed a dick in her. She hadn’t had one in a number of days with Everett out of the office and she was in dire need. She desired that Gary had it in him to be more arrogant and controlling. She wanted that strong touch similar to what she was getting at the office.
She had just begun to fantasize about Everett taunting her with his dick and forcing his cock down her throat as he told her what a slut bitch she was, when her images were disrupted. “Emily,” Everett’s voice boomed over the intercom. “Come in here!”
Emily stood, approached the door, turned the knob and went into his office. She walked to her spot in the office and stood ready and waiting for instructions. Garrison was sitting down in one of the high-backed, leather wing-chairs watching her as she entered and stood at attention.
With no need of speaking, Everett emerged from his seat and stepped around his desk so that he stood at her rear. She couldn’t imagine what was taking place as Everett raised her skirt to present her bare ass to Mister Garrison. She didn’t want for that bastard to even look of her ass, but she would certainly carry out whatever Everett wanted. She wanted the job and she wanted his dick. In order to have those things, to be able to get her reward, she had to do whatever he requested. She resigned herself to the simple fact that Garrison was getting a good long look at her ass.
“Emily,” Everett directed. “I want you to bend over the desk and spread your legs open.”
Now that was going to fucking far, she fumed. She had allowed Garrison to look at her bare ass. A complete shot of her pussy was beyond the question. She glared at Everett and paused. “Emily, do it now!” he instructed.
The tone of his voice meant that he was in earnest. She would have defied him even more, but she observed a look of pleading in his eyes. Something was amiss. A part of his arrogance was missing and his command had a shade of pleading within it. It was the look in his eyes rather than the demand that made her step ahead, bend over the desk and spread out her legs.
She forced her rear out in the direction of the two of them and she felt Everett’s fingers spreading her ass cheeks wide apart. She felt her pussy being pulled open and understood that Garrison was peering deep down within her. It was demeaning and yet, there was a little something of a thrill to it. She felt the moisture start to develop within her. What the hell was that all about?
She heard the gasp of breath from Garrison as he acquired a very good look at her pussy that was becoming wetter by the moment. “Slap that ass Everett,” he instructed. “I want to see rosy palm prints for a week on that cute little piece of meat.”
Everett slapped her and she experienced a thrill racing through her. Maybe the ancient bastard just wished to see her get banged. She felt a drop slide out of her pussy and drop to the carpet as the thought entered her mind. She would certainly love to enjoy a good hard fuck right in front of the ol
d blow hard. Permit him to see her receiving it and have to sit over there and watch. She was lost in the delight of the idea of Everett’s hard cock taking her harsh as she was bent over the desk and the old man was seeing her, when she all of a sudden felt a cock glide inside of her. It wasn’t Everett’s.
She was unable to imagine that Everett was letting old man Garrison fuck her. She felt Everett move away and he showed up into view as he was sitting back in his seat behind his desk. There was a look of defeat in his eyes. Everett, the arrogant, dominating figure that he was, had a look of having been beaten in his eyes. So he was human after all. Her heart ached for him. She asked herself what was taking place and questioned him with her eyes as old man Garrison pushed and crammed his cock back and forth within her.
“Fuck me back, you useless whore,” Garrison shouted, smacking her on the ass. “Drive that ass back into me like you are serious about it.” His other palm fell down hard on the other cheek. She was surprised by her response. She hated the man, but she loved the mistreatment. She loved the way that he crammed his cock inside of her, slapped her and referred to as her a whore.
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