She knew all the other girls and women were jealous of her and she loved it. She had the whole staff wrapped round her little finger. But somehow Ch...oe had always thought she could defy Tamara's rules. Her constant cheekiness drove Tamara mad.Chloe started playing with her phone. "What are you doing?" asked Tamara."Just emailing myself a video of you stealing cash from the safe. I'll have to pass this on to the owners and definately to to the police...."Tamara began to panic. She had to. This was expected and she liked the attention. She felt a hot breath on her neck, hands squeezed her tits, and fingers explored her ass crack and pussy. She was slowly being eased to the floor when someone said, “time for blow-jobs!” Suddenly a circle of hard dicks was pressed against the hood covering her face. Her mouth unexpectedly was filled by one of the random erections. She worked the dick in and out of her wet mouth as she tongued the underside of it. A pair of strong hands held her. "ROWR!"She winced from the insertion and I could feel her virgin blood running down my balls."Damn it, that's why I wanted you to stop. It hurts, doesn't it?"She stubbornly shook her head as stinging tears budded from her eyes. She raised herself back up and then dropped down, and this time, her eyelids fluttered from the feeling of my manhood inside her. She started to move, the soreness of her deflowering now disappearing. She smiled, getting the hang of what she was doing and bobbing on my. "You know," she said, softly, "the thing that really pisses me off isthat these high-priced assholes with their Ivy League educations comebarging in like Rambo, bursting with testosterone, and they shove therest of us around to get their way. If we try to stop them, they justcrush us and bump us aside. So, we give in, and then when it goes bad,we're the ones who get hung out to dry."Jocelyn laughed a little."You sound like my spouse," she said. Sheila turned back."Sharon. I've been reading.