Another employee came by and stuck his head in the cubicle. “Well,” the man exclaimed noticing my bare boobs, “what are you two up to?”“Ell...ot this is our new hire, Dari Marcos. Dari, this is Elliot our head of Human Resources.” “Very pleased to meet you, Dari.” He turned his eyes back to his co-worker and said, “If you’re done Mitzi, I’ll take Miss Marcos to have her new ID made.” Mitzi stood and reached her hand over the desk to take mine. I let her help me to my feet, but my top fell. . 2..." YES... yes, yes, yes Adam... just stop acting this way. Yes, anything, yes"***The backhanded slap had knocked her out cold. Her head was still fuzzy at the edges, but she now knew what was happening. And where she was. When was the last time she had been in this cellar?He had made some adaptations, to put it mildly. She was in stocks - improvised from a workbench and too tight around her neck and wrists. She was facing the walk-in cupboard, so the main cellar door was to her. “What’s the dress code?” she asked.“Come as you are. You always look fabulous. But you better not wear that blue jumpsuit. I may not be able to control myself. I might have to unzip the damn thing.”When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big glass doors of the lounge were wide open and the guys were set up outside on the covered deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall. I turned to him and opened my mouth to speak when he slapped me with all of his force.I stumbled and fell to the stone floor gasping and crying in pain.He was on top of me before I knew anything else. ‘Welcome to your new life whore. I don’t need a wife to show off around town, eat my food and sleep in my bed. What I did need was a free slave that I didn’t need to pay for. The fact that I can use you for absolutely everything is a bonus. So as of now you are my whoring slave, who will do.