After writing down the second clause, James unzooms the camera. His close-up of Amy rimming Paula's ass was excellent.
The next employee to come in is Charles Kennedy from Marketing. He's bald, middle-aged, and has a belly. He grins on seeing his ex-boss covered in cum.
James offers his hand. "I'm James."
"Charles."
"Amy, why don't you run Charles through this?"
Amy giggles. "Hi, Charlie. I'm selling the company, and because I am an incompetent, underqualified, arrogant slut, everyone is getting a 5% pay cut. It's all my fault."
"Fuck! You are a bitch," Charles swears. "The overtime your management made me put in made my wife leave me. And there's no compensation. You are actually cutting my pay, you heartless whore."
"But Charlie," Amy continues, gliding a sultry finger across her lips. "I am your new morale officer. I'll do anything, ANYTHING to make you happy."
"Oh?"
"In fact, you can add any sexy clause you like to my contract, and I will have to do it." Amy starts fingering her clit to underline this.
"Are you deaf? Working here has destroyed my marriage. You are a bitch."
Pantsless now, Charles pulls out the dildo out of Amy's ass and shoves it down her throat. "Taste what you are, shit-eating whore."
Amy gurgles pleasurably. The degradation is really turning her on.
Charles takes her buttocks and shoves his cock in. "Damn, you are a loose slut." He grabs and pinches his ex-model ex-boss' nipples, crushing and grinding the flesh. Amy moans through her anal gag. He slams his cock to the hilt over and over
"Here's a rule... [SLAM] After lunch... [SLAM] you will put on clean lingerie... [SLAM] get on your knees in the men's washroom... [SLAM] and beg to clean every man's nether parts... [SLAM] for an hour straight... [SLAM]"
His cock spurts and fills Amy's not-so-bossy ass.
James writes down the third rule and continues filming Amy's degradation. |