Live in Secretary/Companion required (open to one female)

Without touching her hands to the floor, Tina transitioned from her knees to the balls of her feet, then stood upright. She padded, naked, across the room to the bathroom. There, she took a moment to relieve herself, then soaped up a washcloth and scrubbed all traces of their romp from between her legs.

Once cleaned, Tina walked-still naked-into the kitchen, where she realized she had a dilemma. She didn't know how Sir took his coffee! Before pouring it, she hurried back into Sir's office and waited until he looked at her before confessing her slip, and asking how he wanted it. After hearing his answer, she scurried back into the kitchen to fix both cups, then back into the study. She placed his cup straight out in front of his right shoulder, then stood behind it, waiting.
 
“Tina, this is an occasion when there is no submission required, they do happen occasionally, no need to lower your head, you have some shopping to do.

Now then, for daytime you will require, white starched blouses, not buttoned up to the neck, short black skirts, and black seamed stockings, but no underwear. Oh and before I forget, you will need to shave daily after work, that is a must, Sir must from now on have a completely smooth cunt.

For after work and leisure time, you will need corsets, some covering your tits and some not, matching stockings and underwear. Evening clothes for dining out.
From the sex shop we want some exotic toys for me to use on you, some nipple clamos, and some testraints.
So now sit on my lap, and go shopping online, while I think of something to do with you sitting naked on my knee”
 
Tina was excited about hearing what should be wearing...she was very rapidly progressing down the trail to becoming a submissive slut, and found she didn't mind it at all. She decided to only purchase a couple of corsets, as she was already fond of them and had several, since it was the only way to really enhance her B cups. Still, she did find a couple, as well as several black mini skirts most of which would certainly be revealing the tops of the seemed stockings Sir wanted and approved, several white button blouses, with some being more sheer and others seeming more sturdy, a couple of little black dresses, as well as two that were much more formal, although in the wrong situations would be considered downright slutty.

She felt herself growing increasingly wet as she looked through the sex toys and restraints, and she knew that Sir realized the effect it-and he-was having on her as he frequently reached around her to play with a tit, squeeze or twist a nipple, or stroke her clit.


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Easing her off my knee, I stood, looked down at her and spoke to her with clarity and authority.

”This is the last time that I will use your given name Tina, now that the goods are ordered, they will be delivered within the hour, and very shortly you will sign a legal agreement about your life here. From this moment on you will keep your eyes downcast, unless I say otherwise. You will always refer to me as Master, or Sir, whilst I may refer to you however I wish.

Your bedroom, as I said earlier is opposite mine in the hallway, it contains a Queen size bed, walk in wardrobe, cable tv and is en suite. You will not enter my bedroom until I have taken you there, and Sir means that literally, taken you.
My pleasures will take place in the playroom, of which you will learn more tomorrow.
After you have signed the agreements my man Reginald will drive you home, and collect you at 7 tomorrow morning, dressed for work.”


Opening a draw in my desk I removed two sheets of paper.

This subbie, is our agreement.
It states that you will be my submissve, and that you are happy to submit to all that is required of you. It is a binding agreement, with a non disclosure clause.
It also contains your safe word, which will be Banzai, if you use it, Sir will stop whatever he is doing at that moment.
If you misuse, you will b3 homeless with immediate effect.
Read it through, and if you are in agreement with it, sign both copies.”
 
Tina hesitantly took the offered pen, and debated for a moment. She was had an advanced degree, but due to local closures and cutbacks in the industry was without a job. She didn't have the finances to move at the moment either though. Figuring that the pay was enough that she could put up with it temporarily at least even if she didn't end up liking the position, she signed her name formally.

Once she had, Sir handed her her clothing, sans the panties she had worn in to the interview. She blushed furiously getting dressed in front of him, especially when she couldn't hide that her vagina was still leaking their coital fluids. Once she was dressed, Reginald appeared in the door and Sir bid her good evening

Sure enough, shortly after arriving home, there was a package delivered that contained a single set of the work clothes she was to wear in the morning. Before bed, as directed, she carefully shaved all of her intimate areas, making sure to be completely hairless.

The following morning, she carefully applied her makeup and dressed in the delivered clothes-short black skirt; smoky, seemed stockings; almost translucent, white button-down blouse, sexy bra, and black heels. Reginald swung the car in to the curb precisely on time to get her to work exactly on time. Tina climbed out of the expensive car and trepidly walked in to the large house to Sir's study then waited, eyes down, silently.
 
I walked into my study 90 seconds after my sub, then I stopped dead in my tracks, staring at her back. I stepped closer.

“When instruction is given slut it is imperative that you listen closely and obey ALL instructions. Firstly I will give you a definition. Delicate garments , used to protect the delicate areas of the body from chafing on rough materials.
Such garments have names, like boxer shorts, panties and brassieres, yes slut, BRAS are underwear, and I specifically said, no underwear with your uniform”.


I walked across to a filing cabinet, and removed two small articles from it. I then stood directly in front of her before speaking.

“hitch up your skirt as high as you can, and spread your feet apart.

As she complied I placed a blindfold on her head, covering both of her eyes.
Placing the second article on the desk, I unfastened her blouse, giving me access to her bra, taking a pair of scissors from my desk, I snipped it three times, and let it fall to the floor. I put my hand on my cunt, feeling the dampness as my fingers squelched when I slipped them inside. No finger fucking though, I removed my hand, and then pushed the Ben Wah balls up into her hole.

“One word slut, WHY.”
 
Tina stood stock-still, hearing Sir come in behind her. Hearing his comment about her wearing a bra, her mind froze-what did he mean today, no bra? She could have sworn that yesterday he'd meant that the new bras he'd bought her were supposed to be worn during the day!

At his instructions to spread her legs and hike up her skirt, she felt herself get wet-both at being ordered with vulgar language to expose herself as well as actually being ordered, and more juices flowed to the point of beginning to make her thighs slick when he pulled open her blouse and cut her bra off. She gasped a little as he groped her (his!) exposed, bald pussy (cunt), then roughly shoved something inside. She was so wet that she had to clench her vaginal muscles to hold the balls in.

"I apologize Sir, it was a misunderstanding on my part. I had understood that bras were intended for business hours use, but would be removed afterwards."
 
”What I said was - in the daytime, no underwear-, but i do hear you, although your punishment will remain in place until 4pm, when I will remove them on my desk. This means that the balls wll emain where they are until then. Their job is to excite, to make you want to touch yourself, and to come.
That will NOT happen, you will control yourself, and your body, until I release you from that.”


I stepped back, leaving the blindfold in place, she looked like an animal caught in headlights, which in a perverse kind of way I understood.

“I will remove the blindfold, and allow you to complete your duties, but you will not close your blouse. You will work so that Sit can watch his tits swaying, and his hard nipples becoming darker.

You will sit at that desk in the corner, and familiarise yourself with my files and calendar, both of which you will organise and maintain.
At noon, you will prepare our lunch, a light salad, followed by fresh fruit, and then coffee.”


Placing my hand under the left breast , I lifted it, and suckled the nipple, before taking it in my teeth and tugging, just to keep the juices flowing. I removed the blindfold, went to my desk, where I sat in my chair, watching her.
 
"Fuck, this is going to be hard," Tina thought to herself. At least she'd be able to sit for stretches. The blindfold came off, and she gasped at Sir first fondled, then sucked, then bit her nipple. The resulting tingle that shot to her (Sir's!) pussy caused more juices to flow from it and start working their way towards the tops of her stockings, amd the balls inside to shift position. The idea of whorishly working with Sir's tits in plain view triggered more of both as well, and she felt the tops of her stockings begin to dampen. "Fuck," she thought again.

Once Sir released his teeth from her nipple, she worked her way over to the mentioned desk, files, and calendar. Her gait was unsteady, since she needed to clench her vaginal muscles tightly to keep the balls inside. She first directed her attention to the calendar, which she was dismayed to note had a visitor coming in a few hours-well before when Sir had said she'd be allowed to remove the balls or button herself back up. She spoke up, "Sir, I'll remind you again closer to time, but you have an appointment with Senator Nelson at 10. Is there anything special that I should know or prepare for this meeting that I should focus on sooner rather than later?"

The thought of Sir having her serving, tits on full, proud display, cunt smelling like it was desperate to be fucked, both excited and humiliated her. The resulting gush, tingle, spasm, and shift further worsened her predicament.
 
It was interesting watching her using the laptop, to sort my business affairs. Her tits swinging gently, and the discomfort caused by the love balls was obvious.

And then she reminded me about Senator Nelson, and I started to laugh, I could not help it, for he was the most prolific gay politician that I had ever met, and he would have a bugfit if he walked in and saw my slut like this, maybe even a seizure.

“I hear you, and as far as he is concerned you are my P.A, Miss Jones, and he cannot see you like this, indeed slut, it must be your lucky day.
It is 9.30 now, hmmm, OK
Sit on the couch and spread, I will retrieve the balls, and then you fasten your blouse, but when he has gone.....”
 
Tina experienced tremendous relief about being allowed to get those damn balls out, and to be permitted to cover back up-although she also experienced a surge of disappointment to her shock. However, Sir had also given her instructions and expected to be obeyed. She rose and walked on tremulous legs to the couch, tits bouncing happily in the air out of synk with her movements. She flushed and gushed at the nasty language, more with the walking, and again at the whorish positioning as her legs spread wide and exposed Sir's naked and leaking cunt.
 
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I knelt by the couch, smiling to myself, wondering if she realised tgat at this moment in time she actually looked the complete whore.

I slipped a finer into her, and hooked it around the cord connecting the balls, and eased one out from between her engorged cunt lips, then leaned in to lick it, knowing what this was doing to her. I pulled the ball gently, and watched as her lips parted to reveal its shiny wet surface, then I let it go, grinning as her lips quickly closed around it. This happened twice more before I finally withdrew it, and pressed it into her mouth..

“Normally I would fuck you hard right now, and come on your tits and face, but time is off the essence.
Smarten your self up, and let Desmond in when he arrives and show him into the lounge, make us both coffee, oh yes, tits almost hanging out when you serve the coffee, I will show him that I too can have a sextoy”
 
Tina tried to bite off a moan of pleasure when the first ball came out but couldn't help it and gasped as he lapped her dripping slit. Then he slid the other ball partway out and let it slip back in a few times and before taking it back out and put it in her mouth to clean off. This time her moan was out of frustration, and her juices ran down the crack of her ass and started to make the back of her skirt damp, the lurid and suggestive talk making it worse.

"Normally I'd fuck you hard right now and cum on your tits and face..." The idea of having to greet guests wearing a guys load like that made her flush in embarrasment and anticipation. "...tits almost hanging out...I will show him I too can have a sex toy." The objectification made Tina incredibly excited for some unknown reason. Sir retrieved the balls from her mouth and dismissed her to clean herself up. She'd never be able to get the juices out of her skirt and stockings, and she was beginning sexually frustrated and in need of relief! The washcloth she ran between her legs was cold, but not enough to put out the fire raging in her loins, but a glance at the clock showed she didn't have enough time to do anything about it. She hurriedly buttoned a few of the buttons back up to just below her bust-but it only barely mattered. Her nipples were doing their best to poke through the fabric, and looking closely you could make out the shape and color of her aureolas.

She scurried to the door and opened it almost before Senator Nelson's first knock, and he gave her a cool albeit intrigued glance at her flushed face and attire before she led him back to Sir's study. She announced him demurely before fetching an insulated carafe of coffee from the kitchen and served, legs straight, heels together, bent at the waist, then took her seat to the side to take notes.
 
Tina had always prided herself on her ability to focus on the tasks at hand, stunting all else aside. A year ago, she'd been happily married until pancreatic cancer had devastated her husband's health and their finances. Three months ago, she'd lost her job as the manager of her department and constantly stressed. Now she sat, little more than a prostitute, tits at constant risk of being bared and barely concealed, pussy desperate for penetration by a guy she barely knew, living in his mansion, at his beck and call for anything and everything. She was making better money than ever for her degradation and objectification, yet was more relaxed than at almost any time in her life despite being little more than the arm candy and sex toy of her Sir's perverted whims.
 
The look on Desmond Nelson’s face was a delight to behold, he had obviously never expected to see such a delicious submissive caring for me. Of course he had his own, a Philipino boy from Manila, but each to their own. We got down to business, he wanted my support in return for which he would promote my business, a most satisfactory arrangement, quickly concluded I might add, as I had other things on my mind. We agreed to pass the info to our lawyers and let them draw up the documents, and he stood up to leave.

“Miss Jones, please show the `senator out, and then return here. We have a task that is still incomplete.”

I shook hands with him, and then watched as he left, also watching my sub swinging her hips at me. I stood by the door awaiting her return, and the moment she entered the room I kicked the door to close it, pushing her back against it and ripping her blouse open. My mouth went straight to her tit, kissing and sucking, as I tried to undo my jeansI stopped, looked at her and said

”Do not fucking move.”

I unfastened them, pulling both my jeans and my boxers down to release my swollen prick. My hand lifter her left knee, exposing what I wanted, and I drove my cock home, as far as it would go, and I looked into her eyes

“Well dont just stand there slut, kiss me while I fuck your brains out.”
 
At the direction to direct Senator Nelson out, Tina placed the tablet she'd been scribing on aside and uncrossed her legs, giving a small, inadvertent flash of Sir's naked and glistening cunt before she stood to rise, the act of leaning forward exhibiting even further beyond doubt that she was braless. Actually standing wafted the scent of her arousal and she flushed.

After seeing the Senator out, Tina returned to the office where she was pressed against the door, her blouse splattering buttons across the room as it was ripped open. The rest of the day, if there were any visitors-as well as to the rest of the house staff!- she'd be virtually topless and exposed.

Sir jerked her leg up to his hip and easily buried himself in his pussy. His order to kiss him had her pushing her bare tits against his shirt even more firmly as she had to arch her back to comply. She couldn't help the small movements of her hips back into him as he thrust his bare cock in and out of her hairless, dripping, deep, and needy hole.
 
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Tina also couldn't help but moan as he roughly thrust himself into her, one hand sliding up from her hip, along her side, and across her tit before grasping it roughly and sliding off to squeeze and twist the nipple. She moaned into his mouth with pleasure. If anything, this seemed to spur him on, and his thrusts became powerful enough it almost sounded like someone was knocking on the office door as he roughly fucked her.
 
”put yours around my neck slut, so that I can carry you”

I lifted her right leg, and held her so that she bounced an my cock, before gingerly backing away from the door, and into the hallway, where I pushed open my bedroom door, and then almost fell onto the king size bed. Letting her legs go, I pulled her arms apart, and then pushed her legs back as far as they would go.
She had one foot on each side of her head as I drove my cock as deep as I could into My cunt, pounding her, I was that horny, no mercy now just fuck her as hard as I could.
I was amost ready, my balls let me know, and I only wanted one thing, to come on her tits and face.
Letting her legs go I pulled out, and wanked my cock furiously

“Come now you dirty fucking whore, come now, for Me, DO It, Aaaargh”


I exploded my semen hitting her everywhere, tits, face hair, it was a heavenly release. Slackening I slipped free, and sank to my knees, it had been quite awhile since I had done that, and I just knelt there smiling to myself.

J”Mmmm, OK Miss Jones, you just had the devil in you, an old tome porn movie that was, but I do loke the name Miss Jones, so I will use it on formal occasions.
Now, go shower and change your clothes, your wardrobe is full, then prepare my lunch.
We will eat in the kitchen, just call from the hallway, I will hear you.”
 
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At his order, Tina wrapped her arms around his neck. They kept kissing like horny teenagers as he carried her down the hallway, the motions giving her the perfect combined simulations on both her clit and g-spot.

She was just about to cum when he flopped both of them on the bed, then lifted her legs so that she was bent double. He was driving painfully deep and hard into her, and while she was relishing the rough treatment his cock jamming into her cervix held her orgasm at bay.

Then he pulled out and shot his load over top of her while ordering her to cum herself. She didn't need much prodding-once he started wanking himself, her hand was already creeping down so she could jill herself off-she was so close! Moments after he'd started to cum, so did it she. She moaned, her back arching in pleasure, even as she felt him splattering over her tits, face, even into her hair.

When he was done, she had a couple of globs over one eye, some along her nose and around her mouth, on her cheek-god he'd cum a lot! At his order to go to her own room and clean up, she scooped what was over her eye so she'd be able to at least have depth perception and made a show of slurping it from her fingers. She sat up and began to move out of the room, then remembered that he hadn't told her to cover up. She flushed, but was also turned on by having to do a slut walk where others of the household staff might see her. She'd been too engrossed by Sir fucking her as he carried her before to even think about them. Now, she cautiously peeked to make sure she wasn't being observed as she stalked quickly to her room.

She peeled the ruined shirt off, walking bare topped into the bathroom. She took a hurried shower, cleaning all of his spunk out of her hair and from her face and body, then hurriedly dried. She didn't know how long he was willing to give her, so she pulled her still-damp hair into a simple bun, then dressed in fresh stockings, skirt, and blouse, making sure not to add anything else.

In the kitchen, she warmed soup and made sandwiches, placing the sandwiches on the table and leaving the soup warming on the stove. Heading back down the hall, she first stopped by his office to quickly snatch the tablet so that she could keep working at familiarizing herself with Sir's affairs through lunch if the opportunity was available. She knocked at his door frame and announced formally that lunch was ready, then returned to the kitchen to pour his soup so that she was placing it just as he took his seat.
 
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I appraised her clothing when entering the kitchen, looking her up and down, finding it to be quite suitable I nodded before taking my seat and we both ate in silence.
When I had finished I finally spoke.

“I have to go into the city this afternoon, but that will be fine as you have more than enough to keep you busy. I will return around 7, by which time you will have eaten, shaved, showered and dressed for the evening. We will be staying at home tonight, but tomorrow we go out to dinner, and then to the beach to watch the fireworks. Thinking of that, order yourself some earrings, maybe 6 pairs for going out.
When I return you will be in the lounge, on the cushion by my chair with your head down.
Now then, clothing for tonight, something alluring, that will be easy to remove, nice red lipstick, oh I love the combo of red and black.
You will have a glass of Jim Beam ready, with ice.
That will do for nowI think, and you are in for a very special treat tonight subbie, The Playroom”
 
As he'd stated, Sir left soon after lunch. Tina spent the afternoon and early evening productively, finding several scheduling conflicts that would be appearing within the next few weeks, as well as getting a general familiarization with the affairs of her employer. To be fully cognizant of those affairs would take several weeks, if not a few months she was impressed to learn. She made note of the conflicts and placed a paper copy on her desk, as well as the digital reminder on the tablet. She then perused several sites, looking for earrings. She wasn't exactly sure just what she should be looking for, so she chose a couple that would be for very formal wear, along with several large and dangly ones that could serve either as daily wear or dressy without quite being formal.

She also met two of the household staff, one a cleaning lady adorned much as herself though less formally (Tina struggled to consider sheer blouses and mini skirts "professional") and very attractive, as well as a laundress. Even though Sir's household laundry mostly was done off-site, Tina prepared to play it safe and assume that she also was an employee, and not just a sub contractor.

At 6, she had eaten dinner and was preparing for the evening. She took a perfumed bath and shaved carefully, then selected one of the "corsets" (that was really more of a jacket) that Sir had shown significant interest in the previous afternoon. She arranged her hair carefully and applied her makeup, going for the smoky-eye look that guys seemed to find attractive, red lipstick as directed, and a pair of red and black 4 inch heels.

She found the library and passed the time reading Ivanhoe until she heard the gate chime, announcing that Reginald would soon be reaching the door. She hurried to put the book away, then poured Sir's drink as ordered, placing it by his chair in the lounge, and dropped to her knees on the floor, head down on the cushions, just before the door opened.
 
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i was tired, it nad been a long afternoon, and I certainly needed a drink, I asked subbie, or should that be Miss Joes to take off my shoes, and then to submit herself before me for inspection, which she did.
I stood and walked around her, admiring the half corset and shoes that she wore, my fingers glided across her smooth mound, and dipped momentarily inside, testing the moistness. Satisfied, I licked my fingers, before taking a package from my pocket, I handed it to her, saying.

“This is a black leather collar, with a single pearl for embellishment, you will wear it whenever I inform you that we will be using the playroom, put it on now.”

I waited while she did so, the collar did not need a ring for attachment, I had many other methods of restraint.

“Follow me”

I led her out of the lounge, down a corridor into another rom, with a single dark blue door opposite the entrance, this door I unlocked and flicked on a light. Twelve stairs, going down came into view, as she was wearing heels I helped her too slowly go down the stais, making mental notes for future reference. At the bottom of the stairs was a large red door, padlocked, which I opened, before unlocking the door.

Before we enter, a blindfold for you, do NOT try to take it off.”

Leading her into the room I stopped her four feet from the four poster, which had black silk sheets, and red velvet pillows, and various leather and stainless steel restraints around the bed. I lifted her left arm above her head, and then the right one, then fitted the leather restraint hanging from the ceiling to her wrists, then I removed th3 blindfold, as I stood behind her caressing her ass cheeks with one hand, and her right tit with the other.

”you are permitted to speak”
 
Although permitted, Tina waited a moment. She looked slowly, thoroughly, calculatingly around the room, taking note of its contents. Sexual toys she didn't even know existed, some she had no idea what they would possibly be used for, and everywhere those damned restraining points and methods. She'd been sexually excited by being nearly naked, more so by being collared and paraded through the house. Being blindfolded and restrained made her pussy leak even more.

She couldn't see much behind her, but did note that there was a very large bed, more toys, and more restraints. Not once did she struggle or resist, but when she was ready to answer she did so in the calm, emotionless, firm voice that had always garnered her respect and added a degree of authority that occasionally superseded that of her position as Department manager. When she spoke, she also looked directly into Sir's eyes to emphasize her point.

"Professor, you gave me a safe word to use, and I haven't forgotten that it's 'Banzai'. However, we both know that if you wanted, you could make it so that I couldn't even think it, let alone say it. This room, and it's contents, excite me. But I am NOT going to be beaten, or flogged, or branded, or any of that other cruel nonsense that some perverted minds get pleasure out of doing to women. If you can accept that," here Tina's eyes lowered now to the floor respectfully, "Your submissive can accept whatever else Sir desires for her," acutely aware of his hands on her.
 
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Giving her a very stern look, I responded.

“As you well know sub, I am aware of the details of our agreement, it was I who drafted it, and I would remind you that it is not your place to lecture Me! Now, that is the end of the matter.

From the side of the room I took a small black velvet stool, which I then placed at the end of the bed, and in front of her. From the bedside table I took a vibrating egg, which I placed upon the stool. Moving to the side of the bed I flipped a switch and the main light was replaced by concealed blue lighting.

I left the room, and went upstairs to disrobe in the anteroom, when I returned, five minutes later I was naked, and fully aroused in preparation for the coming evening. Picking up the egg, I turned it on with the remote control, a buzzing sound filled the room, and then I spoke softly.

“Move your feet apart, 15 inches will suffice”
 
Tina knew she'd taken a chance in speaking as she did. She needed the reaffirmation, but also felt a little mischievous and wanted to see just what kind of punishment Sir could come up with.

Tina was intrigued by the egg when it was placed in front of her. When the lights changed, her nerves tingles in anticipation, and she could feel her lower lips start to spread she was so aroused. And then Sir...left. It seemed like forever that he was gone, and Tina spent the time split between trying to surreptitiously look more at the room and wonder what hmthe egg was supposed to be for.

When the professor returned, he was naked, his cock bouncing outright from his body. Tina's mouth-and pussy-watered at the sight. When he ordered her to spread her legs, she was quick to comply.
 
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