1. Stephanie - Just When Things Turned Around


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Job/Place-of-work, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Author: morg1284, Rating: 89.8, Source: sexstories.com

    had been through my luck finally turned around. I regained my composure, and apologized. "Don't worry about it. We are all bound to act like a human being from time to time," he chuckled. "I'm going to let you get started. Liz, my executive assistant, will be down shortly with your W4, and get your sizes for the uniforms." "Uniforms?" He explained that the staff all wore monogrammed shirts with the estate name, as well as employee names, khaki pants, and shoes that were all covered, as well as jackets and fleece vests for during the winter. With that he left, and I started trying to make sense of the mess. Liz, a fairly plain woman, came in and we sat down and completed all the paperwork for payroll, insurance, and she got the sizes for my uniforms. I met with the breeding staff, and and they were happy to help sort out the mess my predecessor left behind. By 9:00, I had sorted out most of the mess figured out, and had gotten an idea of how I was going to start organizing. I decided to call it a night and went to check out the apartment. There was a door marked "PRIVATE" in the office that opened to it, so there was no need to actually go out side. It wasn't much more than what I was staying in, but it was fully furnished, with a big screen tv, couch, table, end tables, and the bedroom had a comfy queen sized bed. I started to head to my car and was met by Bob. "Working late?" "Just finishing up. I was going to head back to my apartment for the night, and start packing. I'm ...
    going to need clothes and stuff." "Sounds good, see you in the morning." I got back home, and started throwing slacks and nice shirts in a garment bag, and all my everyday wear stuff went into a pair of suit cases. The next morning, I threw everything I packed, plus the other odds and ends I needed in the car and headed for the estate. I arrived early and put everything away, and dressed for the day. I threw in slacks and a polo shirt (I needed to look like the rest of the staff), and started with the filing and organizing that I planned out the night before. After another long tedious day, I went back into my new apartment and showered, and threw on a pair of panties and a t shirt. I heard the door close to the office, and opened my apartment door, and there was a bottle of wine sitting on the desk with a card. "Thank you for offering to straighten out the mess. I can't imagine it is easy. Bob" it read. I grabbed a glass fro the kitchen and opened the wine to have a glass. I wasn't much of a wine drinker, but then again, I wasn't going to turn it down either. I poured the wine, and decided that I would take a walk through the kennels. There were eight individual kennels, and each one had a massive English mastiff. A male English mastiff. Then it hit me, What Bob meant by "breeding" was that he ran a stud service. Basically, he was a pimp for dogs. The thought made me giggle, and I realized again why I didn't drink wine, as I was already tipsy. I placed my hand on the kennel ...
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