1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 8


    Date: 3/6/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    Stacy sits in Miss Cara's office. She sorts through a stack of text-heavy documents and double checks all of the dates and amounts she's recorded on her tracking sheet. Her neck is sore and her bum aches, but she keeps going. She wants to prove to Cara, once and for all that she can put up with anything she throws at her. Nothing will stop her from working hard and winning Becca's hand. Her bare feet feel chilled in the cool house and Stacy continuously tries to warm them against the insides of her thighs. Unfortunately, the small, wooden chair she's using makes it very uncomfortable to sit in that position for long. The monotonous day seems to be going on forever. Stacy hears Cara's heels coming down the hall. A glimmer of anxious excitement builds inside her. "Stacy, dear, you've been working so hard. I think you should come and take a break," Cara declares, seeming pleased. Her relaxed tone sets Stacy at ease. Stacy gets up from the desk and feels the familiar strain of her tired muscles. Ohh… I need a massage. She straightens her expensive skirt and makes sure her white top is tucked in, before following Miss Cara to the living room. Stacy's clammy feet feel sticky against the hardwood floor. It doesn't help that just being in Cara's presence makes her nervous and on edge. The living room is decorative and fashionable, but exudes a cozy atmosphere. There are a couple of nice leather love seats as well as a soft-looking upholstered couch. Everything is a creamy ...
    vanilla colour, except the rich, dark, wooden walls. "Have a seat, dear," Cara offers, motioning to the couch. Stacy obliges and settles her tired body down onto the incredibly soft cushions. She has to fight the urge to pull her legs up and lie down on it. Mmm… Miss Cara sits down on the other side of the sofa and crosses her nylon-swathed legs. Her professional, yet sexy high heels make her feet look very provoking. Stacy sighs, enjoying the brief moment of relaxation. "There are a few things I'd like to make clear at this point," Cara discloses. She looks over at Stacy to make sure her new employee is listening carefully. "Alright," Stacy complies, trying to sound as respectful and easy going as possible. "Right now, you are on a break. You're off the clock when you are on a break and this time won't count towards your weekly paycheques. I'm paying you more than enough though, so don't worry about this cutting into you earnings too much." "Okay. I guess that's fair," Stacy agrees, trying to make sure she's following Cara's logic accurately. "Which means, when you are on a break, you're technically, not my employee and I'm no longer your employer. You are just a young, pretty girl, sitting on my sofa…" Cara's voice trails off, conveying the weight of her statement. She taps her immaculate, french-manicured fingernails against the cushion. Stacy swallows the lump in her throat. She suddenly feels very vulnerable and helplessly aroused. What is this woman going to do to me? The ...
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