1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 7


    Date: 8/6/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    find in a school, bare and rigid. "Please, have a seat Stacy," Cara sings, offering her the stiff, wooden chair. Stacy sits her bum down on it hesitantly. It's as uncomfortable as it looks. Cara reclines in her leather seat across the table from Stacy and studies the resumé. Stacy waits anxiously for Cara to say something. What is she doing? Does she just enjoy making me wait for her? She knows the answer to this. Cara puts the paper down and crosses her nylon covered legs. Stacy can see a garter suspender peeking out from under Cara's skirt. The thought of what's up under that powerful woman's outfit makes Stacy tingle with arousal. "Honestly, I trust you're qualified and that you'd do a good job. I don't think I need to conduct a formal interview. We'll just learn a little about each other as we go. Hmm?" Cara posits, seeming very friendly. "Alright," Stacy accepts, guardedly. "The job is yours, if you want it," Cara offers. "What exactly does the job entail?" "I told you yesterday. I need an office and personal assistant. You see, I'm quite behind in a lot of my paperwork from the past few years and I have to admit, it's not my strong suit. Why don't we just do a trial day today. I'll let you get the feel for it, and we'll go from there, hmm?" "Okay. That sounds good. What would like me to get started on?" ~~~ Stacy sits on her uncomfortable chair staring at a couple of stacks of paper. Her thin, fashionable skirt affords barely any padding for her soft bum, which is ...
    already getting sore. She thumbs page by page, recording the dates and amounts of each file onto a tracking sheet. Cara sits across from her, still somewhat reclining, reading over a thick booklet of notes. Every once in a while she groans slightly or hums with surprised delight. Stacy can smell her perfume. It's faint, but very powerful, like the scent of someone you miss on a piece of clothing. An hour or so goes by and Stacy has barely made a dent in the stack of papers she needs to go through. She can feel her little bum beginning to annoy her with with a dull, consistent ache. Focus Stacy. At least you get to sit down at this job. And, well, you get to look at… Stacy's eyes wander across the table, subtly admiring Cara's beautiful face and breasts. The woman wiggles her lip between her teeth as she reads. Her mouth looks so lush and feminine. Her large eyes focus intently on the page as her fingers gently caress the glowing skin near her collarbone. Cara suddenly looks up to see Stacy watching her. Fuck! Stacy diverts her eyes and pretends she's stretching her neck. Cara knows Stacy was watching her. She giggles quietly to herself. What are you doing? You're being stupid. All you have to do is just this normal, easy work. You'll get paid, impress Cara and get to date Becca soon. Cara sighs as she shifts positions, clearly tiring slightly herself. She leans forward and removes her heels. She moans with a sense of relief, then reclines her chair and puts her stocking feet up on ...
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