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fingers touching Wendi’s shoulder, involuntarily a shiver ran down Wendi’s spine.
Her scent tantalized Wendi’s senses, her favorite scent of peaches mixed with
mango. “Are you seeing anyone right now?”
shivered, Ms. Belle’s hand moved down the front of her dress, cupping her breast
through the material. Was Ms. Belle trying to seduce her? Why was she letting
Belle’s thumb brushed against her nipple. “To answer your earlier question, I
require your complete obedience. You will obey and submit to whatever I want.”
Wendi was thinking? Did she? “Obedience?”
the cabinet hanging on the wall. “Open the doors.”
what appeared to be floggers, paddles, ropes, handcuffs. “Is this some kind of
“These will be used on you in some form or other while you work here.” Ms.
Belle pulled the top of Wendi’s dress down, kissing the top of her breasts.
“I’ve done my research on you. You are what people like to categorize as a good
girl. You do whatever your parents tell you. You date guys that they choose for
you, but they do nothing for you. You crave to be told what to do, in bed and
out of it.”
everything Wendi ever thought.
Belle. “You’ll come to work, and be expected, of course, to do all the duties
normal assistants do, but you’re here for my pleasure. I will fuck you in the
morning before we start our day, at times during the day, and before you go
home. You’ll also be disciplined. Sometimes because you need to be punished,
other times just because.”
sign that confidentiality agreement.
be able to do that here. The difference is that you’ll be creating stuff for
women, to be used by women. You’ll be paid a lot more than your current salary,
plus with every toy you create you get a percentage of the sales.”