At least it wasn't dog shit flaking off my shoes as I dragged my hangover round the office looking for somewhere to plug in my laptop."Marion! You're ...ate this morning. What are you doing out here among the workers?" Phil loomed over me, his immaculate image of pinstripe suit and silk tie marred by thinning hair combed across an expanse of pink scalp."Hi, Phil. The bastards re-assigned my office to a team developing software to market dog food." I was long past being resentful of the vagaries. Pepper.”“I guess I shouldn’t have opened it before I put it in there, then.”Carly shrieked, “You...” Then stopped and looked puzzled for a second before kicking the back of his car seat. “You’re mean.”John smirked and said. “Only to princesses.”“ARRRGH!”John burst out laughing. “I’m sorry. Are you ready to go to Miss Anne’s?”“Yes.” She tucked her arms and looked out the window the whole way there and wouldn’t say a word.When they arrived, John helped her unbuckle and gather her stuff. They. This was highly out of the ordinary as Sarah’s boyfriend Jim did not like or get along well at all with Jane’s husband. Sarah a little bewildered said yes and invited Jane and her husband over for pre-drinks prior to heading off to the dance. Maybe it could be a new start.At the dance things went ok. Lots of people milled around and the music was good. As the night got later Sarah and her boyfriend Jim to leave. As they were about to drive away in the car Jane came running up. She wanted. In the wake of their climaxes, the two office women lay sprawled across the executive desk, gasping for air like floundering fish. I had just given both of them the most profound and shattering fucks of their lives, and they were now completely in thrall to my sexual dominance. Very satisfied with the first part of the proceedings, I withdrew the dildo and the stiletto heel from Ms Janvier’s holes, and then delivered several resounding slaps to her exposed ass.‘Get up, you stupid lazy cow!’ I.