1. Becoming a Lesbian Slave


    Date: 1/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Domination/submission, Girls domination, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    replied, from under the desk. A moment later she emerged her face clearly wet as she avoided eye contact with me. As Sophia left the office, my head spinning with confusion, Amber continued, “And then there is number three. Employees must know who is boss and obey without hesitation.” “But you have made Sophia a sex slave,” I said, the words out of my mouth unbelievable. “That is one way to look at it, I look at it another way,” the bitch shrugged. “And what would that be?” I asked sarcastically. Ignoring my sarcasm, she explained, “I just redefined her job description.” “Are you serious?” I laughed the response so absurd. “I understand people, Cassie,” she continued, “and I knew as soon as I met Sophia that she was submissive and needed someone to guide her in her journey to self-discovery.” “By making her pleasure you?” I scoffed. Again ignoring my response, “Just like I know what you need.” “Is that so?” I again replied sarcastically. Before she could reveal her brilliant psychological assessment of me, Sophia returned with the contract. “Page 12, section 9, subsection 3b,” Amber said as I flipped through the contract. I glanced up to see Sophia, without instruction, return to her knees and crawl back under the desk. I instantly wondered how it happened, and a chill went up my spine as I felt a tingle in my pussy. I shook my head as I flipped to the page. “Good girl,” Amber purred, as she rolled the chair back in position. I read the contract piece and gasped. 9.3.b. All ...
    business decisions from now hereafter must be decided by Ms. Amber. “You can’t be serious,” I said, wondering how I missed that during my quick scan of the document last week. “Of course I am serious. When I am hired, I take control of every aspect of the business,” she explained. “But I am the owner,” I said. “Yes, I let you keep that title,” she smiled, before adding, “Now Cassie, go to Sophia’s desk and answer the phones while I continue to run your business,” Amber ordered. “Excuse me?” I questioned, stunned by her expectations yet again. “Unless you want to replace Sophia under my desk,” she smirked, before adding, “Although I assume that is where you will end up since you are submissive just like her.” “I’m submissive now?” I retorted, knowing of all the things I was, submissive wasn’t one of them. “You are the prototype of a submissive,” she assessed. “How so?” I asked, curious to hear her absurd logic to this absurd conversation. “You have spent your whole life using your business as a facade to hide what you really need,” Amber explained. “Are you kidding...” I began, but was shot down. “Don’t interrupt me when I am talking, Cassie,” she snapped. “Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, Cassie you hide behind your work, you spend so much time and energy in making it successful that you need your brain to be allowed to go into neutral when not at work. You NEED to be told what to do.” I waited to make sure she was done, which I suppose was a submissive ...
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