She would call me outside of business hours to tell me I am not doing well and threaten to write me up when I was on pace or ahead of all my peers in ...ales goals within the same region. I would stroke off to her picture while she was on the phone.Note my peers’ manager's NEVER threatened to write them up for failing worse than me, but my manager was mentally ill. She would blame me for the branch's shortcomings on sales and would alter customer accounts without their consent if she felt it was. "Put your hands behind your back," she instructed. "I want you to use just your mouth to get me off." Yes Mistress," she replied, complying with Kim's orders.With her hands clasped behind her back, she returned to licking Kim's pussy. She could feel the juices coating her face and beginning to trail down her chin. Sylvia allowed herself to get lost in the joy of pleasing Kim, her focus on teasing her mistress and hearing the moans coming from above. She barely felt Kim's hands as they gripped. “I need you to do something for me.”“What was that all about?” Gabe asked when Sean came back in the room.“I have our spy.” “What?”“Yeah, her name is Kendra. The Tanks never turn down a girl. We send her in, she finds out where the stuff is and we attack.”“How do you know her?”“Never mind that, I told her to meet us at the 7/11 in an hour.”“This better be good Sean…”Kendra stood outside the 7/11 where she was the night before. A car pulled into the parking lot. 6 men got out, one of them was. They never had money for food or anything else. Even the money from the state was gone as soon as it came in. It didn’t take long for the places having me model bathing suits and underwear to notice my thread-bare clothes. Many times, I didn’t even have any underwear because it had worn out. They pretended not to notice, but I knew they what was going on, even if they paid my foster parents a lot for each shoot.”She took a break to have me hug her until she calmed down.“Before long the people.