Well it’s not entirely me.” I sat my notepad on his desk. “Look. You make me nervous. Horny…very horny and nervous.” Breathe, I told myself....“Aside from being my boss, you’re smart, and attractive, and funny, and rich. Whereas I’m functionally retarded, I’m cute by the grace of Weight Watchers, I laugh at my own jokes, and if I lose my job I’ll be on the streets in four months.” I drew a breath. “I’m afraid.” Where the hell did that nugget of truthiness come from?! “You’re afraid of me?” He. " Oh, but Mr Mills," she pleaded, her sexy lips pursed and pouting. "I be real nice to you. I be good to you. Do to you anything you want." Next!" I shouted.The Polish girl bent down and picked up her clothes as the next girl nervously walked into my office. It was obvious straight away that she was new to the stripping business. She was wearing strappy stilettos, and the way she stumbled told me she wasn't used to walking in them.And there was something so familiar about this woman.She stopped. Feeling good that she was so aroused, I inserted a second finger into her pussy and felt her move in reaction to the additional girth of my makeshift penis. I edged my fingers in deeper. Her juices were flowing freely now and I could tell that she was close to cumming. I moved my tongue all around her love button, giving her the maximum amount of pleasure, before moving away, teasing her, before going back and getting her going again. I could hear her whimpering, making, Ah . . . ah . . . ah .. When you are not being used you will kneel on the side of the couch and wait until you are wanted.4. If I call you over you are to stop imediately and crawl to me.5. You will not leave the room with anyone at anytime.I walk to the closet and find what will be the first thing she wears today. I look through what she has. I find a red and black corset that the chest is is a couple of sizes to small and she is constantly falling out of. A pair of lace top black thigh highs and a pair of 8 inch.