..poor boy... is there anything I can do for you?" I replied that I had no aspirin in the house, so she said she would bring some right over. I told h...r the door was unlocked, to which she replied, "Yes....I know." Fifteen minutes later, she appeared at the door to my room as promised. She had a small pill bottle in her hand, and had gotten me a glass of water. she came in, sat on the edge of the bed, and gave me three tablets. I felt awful, but couldn't help noticing how sexy she looked. She. But that's not to say that her comment had gone unheard. I couldn't help but glance at her slim figure and bulging chest as she sat before me soaking it all in.''So you come in to the office on a Wednesday morning and morale is low, nobody has managed to make a sale all week and you know that you have to turn it around by the weekend otherwise I'm going to coming at you with a truck. What do you do?''She took a long moment to think about her answer, before finally saying ''I get on the phones. I soon got used to a routine, appointments, The beauty sessions,pedicures and manicures just before the really important clients, Marioliked us to look like ladies, but act like whores in private. Everysecond night, id change into my own French maids outfit, Hillarys maidsoutfit anyway, and help to clean up the house while Mario's employeeswatched us.More like henchmen, they watched us, but never made a move on us.Clearly their fear of Mario was more than their lust for us. Two nightslater, I. . so if I say.” He explains holding the little control up to his mouth. “Pussy.” I scream pleasure ripping through my body Stephen presses my hips back down to the table. “Bitch.” He says I scream now as a sharp shock runs through my pussy and this time it is from pain. “Slut.” He says and makes me squeal holy shit. “This thing right here has fifty different settings. You are now a remote control whore.” He says the vibration down there is the worst it has ever been and in that same moment its.