Executive Decision

That's my sweet ”good girl” pet

Angela had the briefest of moments to bask in the glow that wrapped itself around her at hearing Mrs Merchant's words and seeing the pleased smile that curved her generous lips upward. A moment to think about how much she wanted to keep hearing those special words, needed to do what whatever she needed to do to hear those words.

A moment before Mr Merchant stopped pinching her overly stimulated nipples and placed his hands on her hips and tugged backwards. A moment of uncomfortable realization that he wasn't just going to slide along her bottom on the way to the front. A moment where she felt the nudge of hard flesh against her bottom.

The only thing that kept her from shooting forward off the bed was the grip that he had on her hips, and still Angela struggled to pull away as the pressure started to get uncomfortable. This was wrong, wrong, wrong. She shouldn't be doing this. She knew it was wrong. What was she thinking?!?

"Nonono..." she murmured as Mr Merchant pressed forward, or pulled her backwards she wasn't sure.

Her face contorted in a grimace as the pinching pressure continued, and her body grew more and more tense. Until suddenly there was almost a ripping sensation, which caused tore a scream from her lips.

"Nonono, please... It hurts, it hurts," she cried, trying to wiggle free. She didn't like this. Didn't understand how this could make her a good girl. Sinful, this was sinful!

It wasn't until Mrs Merchant reached forward and began lightly teasing her nipples under her flattened palms that Angela quieted down, distracted just enough for her body to relax against the foreign pressure.
 
"Nonono..."

Angela murmured as Mr. Merchant pressed forward, and pulled her back on to his ridged cock. Oh how he loved the war that wagged within their adorable little protégé. The sweet dark war between her pious young mind and her natural need to submit, and her need be cherished. He could feel how her body relaxed, how that gorgeous young beauty subconsciously leaned towards Julia as she had cooed, that’s my sweet ”good girl” pet.

Once again Angela groaned and whimpered as Alex impaled her virgin ass on his cock,

"Nonono, please... It hurts, it hurts,"

Julia began to calm the frightened young girl, her fingers lightly teasing the girl’s taunt nipples under her flattened palms.

“Hush sweet pet soon the pain will pass and Alex will grant you the most delightful pleasure.”

Julia cooed to her frightened little protégé even as her head slowly claimed her sweet young mouth in a lover’s kiss. Alex had stilled, is cock just nested in the tight grip of her virgin ass. One hand snaked around her trim little waist, a single finger slid along Angela’s sweet moist pink folds. The tip of his finger rolled her throbbing little clit under the tip of his finger. He smiled into Julia’s eyes and smiled as Angela’s seduction began for real. He would let the young girl’s own passions be her undoing. The more aroused she became from his manipulation of her clit, the slow sensual fingering of her pussy would slowly work his cock deeper and deeper into her virgin ass. Alex looked forward to ripping Angela’s first anal orgasm from the young innocent.
 
Hush, sweet pet, soon the pain will pass and Alex will grant you the most delightful pleasure.

Angela looked at Mrs Merchant hopefully. Oh how she wished she was right, although she'd much rather he stop right now. However if she was completely honest, she didn't remind it so much when Mrs Merchant touched her chest. It made her feel kinda tingly inside, and her boss seemed to like doing that as she kept rubbing her palms over her poor nipples again and again and again.

And then her beautiful employer was kissing her, and Angela sank into it, grateful for its distraction from the tight pinching sensation that threatened to overwhelm her if she stopped to think about what he was doing. She was vaguely aware of the fact that her parents would have a conniption fit if they knew she was being kissed by another woman. Not to mention everything else that's happened.

She moaned into Mrs Merchant's mouth when she felt something begin playing between her legs. It felt so good, even though she knew it was something she shouldn't let happen.
 
Julia and Alex Merchant sandwiched their sweet little protégé between them determined to make the young innocent submissive their own personal little sex slave. Slowly Julia let her lips slip from Angel’s. little butterfly kisses traced the girl’s jaw line, caressed the slender bow of her neck, and flowed down to explore her firm young breasts with teasing little kisses, sensual little lover’s bites, and darkly erotic tonguing. Julia slid her leg between Angela’s and Alex’s slowly she sawed in back and forth between the girl’s velvet thighs as Alex took her.

Alex smiled as he felt Julia leg slide between his and Angela’s legs knowing what this would do to her confused young mind as it was flooded with so many new sensations. Slowly, steadily he worked deeper and deeper into their young protégé’s virgin ass as his fingers worked and fucked her tight little pussy. Soon Julia’s fingers joined Alex’s as they teased and pleased her greedy little pussy. Alex was determined to seduce the girl and to bring her, her first anal orgasm.

The devious, scheming couple manipulated the young beauty. They played her wants, desires, and fears that she would once more disappoint them. She was their adorable little puppet and they the master puppeteer. They pulled the strings and she danced to the tune that they desired. Angela would dance to their desires until she came from her anal rape.


"Cum for me sweet Pet!"


Julia and Alex softly whispered their command to the hapless young beauty.
 
Angela murmured in protest when Mrs Merchant stopped kissing her, but sighed as her beautiful employer peppered her jaw and neck with light, teasing kisses causing her to move restlessly against Mr Merchant's fingers. Her head swam under their sensual assault to the point where she all but forgot the discomfort in her bottom.

Her eyes fluttered as Mrs Merchant began kissing her breasts, taking her each of her nipples in her mouth one after the other, first tonguing them and then grazing each with her teeth. She whimpered softly when her boss slid her leg between hers, causing her insides to quiver with the need to move.

She gasped when she felt Mr Merchant move against her bottom, feeling him sink deep inside, stretching her, invading her, but somehow his fingers moved against her private area, manipulating her to the point where she was pushing back against him slightly as if to aid his thrusts forward.

In and out, forward and back. She couldn't stop the Merchants as they played with her, their fingers bumping against each other as they toyed with her, causing her body to shiver and shake.

Cum for me, sweet Pet!

Their voices blended in almost perfect harmony as their whispered command wrapped itself around her. Yes, yes... She wanted to do their biding. Wanted to feel her body splinter into a million pieces, knowing that she was doing what they wanted. Needed to do what they said with an urgency that should have worried her, but she didn't want to listen to the tiny voice that was trying to whisper the reminders from her past.

It made her feel so very good when they were happy with her, and she craved those words of praise. It didn't feel bad at all now... what Mr Merchant was doing.... Strange, yes... Leaving her feeling achy for something that was just out of reach, yes... But hurt, no...

Mrs Merchant twisted her hand, rubbing her knuckle against a particularly sensitive spot, causing Angela to cry out. As if she knew how that sent white lightening streaks through her body, she kept doing it as Mr Merchant drove his fingers inside her harder and harder, his hips matching. Again and again, they played with her body until she couldn't help but give in to the delicious sensations with a long, drawn out moan that kept going and going and going.
 
Cum for me, sweet Pet!

Julia cooed to her sweet innocent protégé. She smiled wickedly at the little battle she saw in the girl’s soft sweet eyes. Her Mistress could see that Angela what they were doing to her made her feel so very good, how the young girl beamed like a school girl when they were happy with her. Julia saw how she craved those words of praise that sweetly fell from her Mistress ruby red lips.

Alex could feel Angela’s supple young body begin to relax he had seen it all before as the young beauty slowly realized if she did not fight him and just relaxed as her Mistress told her It didn't feel bad at all now... what he was doing to her.... Strange, yes... Leaving her feeling achy for something that was just out of reach, yes... But hurt, no... Again and again, they played with her body until she couldn't help but give in to the delicious sensations with a long, drawn out moan that kept going and going and going as Angela came for them again and again until she finally collapsed spent and exhausted her gorgeous young body unable to give her demanding Master and Mistress any more.

Angela slept between Alex and Julia Merchant her lithe young body sandwiched between them. When Angela finally awoke Alex’s now limp cock still buried in her tight little bottom, all hat had befallen her came rushing back. Before she could make any protest Julia’s mouth crushed to hers in a passionate kiss. Slowly Julia’s lips slipped from Angela’s.

“Would you like to cum and please us with your Gorgeous young body Pet or get dressed for your day?”
 
Angela wasn't sure when she fell asleep. One minute she had been shuddering wildly between the Merchants, and the next her eyes were slowly fluttering as a sleepy awareness came over her and processed the fact that she was sandwiched between a soft and curvy Mrs Merchant in front of her and a rather hard figure directly behind her.

Oh god, behind...

There was a soft, horrified intake of breath as she recalled the events of the previous evening. Having to put her mouth on Mr Merchant. Jordan and the wretched whip. Getting into bed with the Merchants. Feeling Mr Merchant put... put.... himself there...

Flooded with a deep sense of shame, she would have pushed herself up and tried to extract herself from her slumbering employers, but Mrs Merchant suddenly uncoiled, her mouth taking possession of hers with a kiss that took her breath away. By the time Mrs Merchant pulled away, she had practically melted against her beautiful boss, overwhelmed by the sheer sensuousness.

Would you like to cum and please us with your gorgeous young body, Pet, or get dressed for your day?

Angela blinked trying to figure out how to answer. Of course she wanted to please the Merchants, but she was sore in places she had never known could get sore, and she was afraid to guess at what the Merchants would want to do next to her. And she'd much rather please them in ways that didn't require her to do things she knew she had no business doing.

She worried her bottom lip as she looked at Mrs Merchant's face for any clues as to what she expected. She had gotten the internship as a personal assistant, surely she had business duties that were falling behind...
And she had to go home alone than later, right?

"Shouldn't I...," she started in a tentative voice before amending it to, "...we... get dressed, ma'am? Aren't there things I need go do before going home?"
 
Julia loved the soft innocent look of indecision in her stunning young protégé’s eyes. Julia could plainly see the her desperate need to please, her longing to give her Mistress the answer she wanted and yet the fear of not knowing what it was.

"Shouldn't I...,"

Julia saw the flash of panic in Angela’s soft questioning eyes.

"...we... get dressed, ma'am? Aren't there things I need go do before going home?"

How absolutely adorable this innocent young beauty thought that she would be allowed to go home. Little did she realize that she was now at Home. That thought brought a smile to Julia’s ripe moist lips.

“Go to the wardrobe Miss Johnson select a corset that will leave support you breasts and leave your nipples and areolas bared, A sheer white transparent blouse………..”

Julia paused as if considering what else she would require of her innocent little protégé.

“………..at the waist, thigh high stockings and a dove grey skirt that’s helm is 4” above your knees.”

Julia smiled at the look on Angela’s face and then she smiled as she cooed.


“Make it an erotic little show for Alex and my pleasure Miss Johnson or come back to bed my dear.”
 
Angela looked at Mrs Merchant and watched as her full lips curved into a smile, causing her to smile in return even though she suspected her boss was laughing at her for some reason. She listened with a certain amount of detachment as Mrs Merchant described what attire she should wear for the day. She should have been shocked that her employers would want her to wear such scandalous clothing, but sadly after the events of the last two days, she was just happy she have some semblance of covering.

Chewing her lip as she tried to figure out how to extract herself from the bed, Angela tensed when she felt Mr Merchant shift against her, making it embarrassingly clear that he was waking up in more than one way. Afraid of a repeat performance from the night before, she stuttered,"I-I-I'll get d-d-dressed," as she somehow scrambled up and out of the bed without pulling the covers off the Merchants but an inch.

Using her long hair to cover as much of her body as possible, Angela padded over to the wardrobe Mrs Merchant had indicated when she first started speaking and opened the door. Her mouth dropped open as she peered inside - it was nearly as big as her apartment. She set about finding the requisite items, her hands trembling at the thought of having to slip into such revealing clothing again.

Reminding herself that any clothing was better than no clothing, she selected a sheer white blouse with a matching corset, a dove gray skirt and coordinating thigh high stockings. She was tempted to slip into them in the privacy of the wardrobe, but recalled Mrs Merchant's instructions to put on a show for them. She walked back out, holding the clothing in front of her like a shield, stopping a foot away from the bed.

"Mrs Merchant," she said timidly, "I don't know how to put on the corset by myself."
 
"I-I-I'll get d-d-dressed,"

Julia gave her terrified little protégé a sensual little pout as she scrambled from the bed where her supple young body had so sensually and seductively been enjoyed by Alex and Julia. The couple watched as the beauty scamper off to the wardrobe. They watched the sensual little wiggle of the young girl’s shapely ass as she had scampered away like a frighten little rabbit. Julia smiled at Angela’s startled little gasp as she saw the extent of the wardrobe and its scandalous content’s.

“Babe we are going to have to do something about our little beauty’s hair it hides her face and her sweet charms Julia.”

Julia agreed with Alex and suggested if the girl could not keep her hair tightly braided then the only answer was to have Jordan bob the girl’s hair something quite sever that would almost give the girl a boyish look. They both smiled into each other’s eyes at the thought and mental image it presented. Their thoughts were interrupted by a shy meek little voice.

"Mrs Merchant,…………..I don't know how to put on the corset by myself."

The shy little beauty stood there with her attire she had selected for the day.

“How dare you!”

Julia said sharply her eyes hard and demanding.

“Your hair young lady you will braid it now! If I see it down again I shall have Jordan shave your head Miss.”

Julia savored the shock and fear she saw in the girl’s eyes, as she waited for the young beauty to obey her command.

“Come here pet!”

Again Angela found herself sandwiched between Julia, and Alex as they helped the young girl into corset, their hands taking the most indecent liberties with Angela’s gorgeous young body. Alex slowly began finger fucking the girl’s tight little pussy as Julia cinched her into her corset before her head dipped to the girl’s naked and exposed breasts to suckle each of her nipples in turn.
 
How dare you!

Angela's head shot up an alarm at Mrs Merchant's sharp tone, hands clenching convulsively in reaction as she tried to figure out what she had done wrong. Should she not have admitted to being unsure of how to put on the corset? She would have thought Mrs Merchant would have no patience for her wiggling around trying to figure out how to get the back secured, especially considering how tightly she had laced her up previously.

Your hair, young lady, you will braid it now! If I see it down again, I shall have Jordan shave your head, Miss.

Her eyes widened at the threat, knowing without a doubt that not only was her beautiful boss not kidding but that Miss Jordan would likely gleefully execute the orders. She immediately dropped the items to the floor, her hands flying up to begin twisting her hair together in as tight of a braid as she could fashion as Mrs Merchant gracefully eased herself from the bed. If it wasn't as tidy as she would have normally preferred, it was understandable considering how much her hands trembled during the process. Spying a loose ribbon on the bedside table, she reached over to snag it to ensure her hair stayed braided.

Come here, pet!

Mrs Merchant hadn't put the t on pet before Angela's feet were moving in her direction. To keep her eyes lowered meant that she'd be staring right at her boss' naked chest, so instead she looked up hesitantly at Mrs Merchant, wanting to ensure she didn't do anything else that might upset her. Instead of speaking, she held her hand out, clearly indicating that she was not to move and walked around her. Angela wanted to turn her head to follow her employer's movements, but wasn't sure if that was permissible or not, so she stayed facing forward in time to see Mr Merchant rise as well.

Her eyes closed momentarily as she wondered if she'd ever get used to the Merchants' penchant for nudity; however, they flew open when she felt the corset being placed against her middle. Mr Merchant held the corset in place, his eyes holding hers captive while Mrs Merchant pulled the laces tighter and tighter. His thumbs flicked across her nipples, and his lips twitched as they instantaneously responded. She sucked in a breath as if to speak, and he immediately pinched both nipples as if to silence her.

His hands slowly trailed down her torso, and he stepped to one side as Mrs Merchant stepped around to the front. Thinking that she'd be assessed and then dismissed to finish getting dressed, Angela gasped when Mrs Merchant lowered her head and began suckling on her left nipple. At the same time, Mr Merchant moved his hand even lower until his middle finger was sliding between her thighs, inserting itself in her private area.

She whimpered, a half protest, half needy little sound, that seemed to be loud in the quiet room. Soon, the whimpers were joined with the smacking sounds of Mrs Merchant's lips on her other nipple and the embarrassingly wet sounds as Mr Merchant continued to thrust his finger in and out of her. Her legs trembled at the sensations of being so intimately sandwiched between her employers, and she tried desperately to understand what they wanted of her.
 
Angela whimpered, half in protest, and half in a needy little sound that begged for more, that seemed to be so loud in the quiet room. Once more the Merchant’s young protégé was sandwiched between Alex and Julia as her Mistress feasted on her firm young breasts and taunt little peaked nubs of her pale pink nipples while Alex seductively finger fucked her juicy little pussy. Oh how they savored the way the gorgeous young beauty twisted on Alex’s impaling fingers as she arched her back ad pressed her firm young breasts and nipples to Julia’s loving and tormenting mouth. Angela was gasping and moaning, tittering on the edge of the abyss that once more promised her that sweetly seductive and sinful pleasure her pious and self-righteous parents had warned her against.

Then as quickly as their sensually seductive attack began they slipped from Angela leaving her trembling with her unfulfilled needs and darkest desires. Her own body hungering for what only they could give her. They slowly reclined on the huge bed leaving her trembling at the foot of the bed the focal point of their desires, as she stood their trembling before their heated gaze in nothing but her tightly cinched corset.

“I believe you were going to entertain us as you dressed Miss Johnson Julia cooed. The look in Julia’s eyes sold Angela that she expected the entertainment to be of a sexual nature.
 
One minute the Merchants were playing with her, making her head spin and her legs tremble from the sweetly seductive and sinful pleasure that they so easily seemed to wring from her, and the next they were backing away, leaving her senses reeling and her eyes wide with confusion. Had she done something wrong?

Angela swayed on unsteady legs as her stomach clenched and unclenched, while her entire body seemed infused with a warm itch that would not abate. She bit her lip as her employers sprawled out against the solid headboard, Mrs Merchant tucked under Mr Merchant's arm. They didn't look angry, but she didn't understand why they had stopped and were now simply looking at her like she was whipped cream for their morning's Belgian waffles.

I believe you were going to entertain us as you dressed, Miss Johnson.

Sucking in a breath, Angela jerked her head up and down in a shaky nod as she tried to control her panic. Oh lord, how was she going to pull this off? The idea of their heated stares watching her every move left her trembling even more, and she highly doubted hyperventilation and/or fainting was the type of entertainment they had in mind.

Her eyes landed on the pile of clothes she had dropped in her haste to braid her hair. Her fingers itched to snatch up the blouse and don it despite its sheer material, thinking that some coverage was better than nothing. However, she had a feeling that such an act would be frowned on by the Merchants, who seemed to think nothing of their own nudity as they lounged, silently watching.

Bending over as well as she could with the tightly cinched corset, Angela plucked the clothes puddled on the floor and placed them at the foot of the bed. Her fingers visibly shook as she took one of the stockings and, placing her foot on the edge of the bed, began the process of slowly rolling it up her leg. She peeked at her employers from time to time from beneath her long lashes as she took the time to carefully smooth the silky material, wondering if what she was doing was entertaining enough. However, outside of having their complete attention, they said nothing in terms of either encouragement or direction.

Assuming that no redirection was by definition a sign of approval, she picked up the second stocking and repeated the process for the other leg, thankful that her hands didn't shake nearly as badly the second time around. She paused afterwards, trying to decide what to put on next, her hand hovering first over the blouse and then the skirt, her face a study in her indecision.

Again, she looked to the Merchants for guidance, and based on the slightest of movements in Mrs Merchant's face, she picked up the skirt and bent over to step into it. She was overly conscious of the way her breasts swayed before she straightened, the movement of her hips graceful as she worked the skirt over her thighs, fastened the waist and drew up the zipper.

Angela looked anxiously at the silent couple judging her every movement as she picked up the final article of clothing. She slipped the blouse on and forced herself to take her time in fastening the tiny buttons, moving from the bottom to the top until the sheer material was fastened securely over her chest. Tucking the blouse carefully into the dove grey skirt, she clasped her hands in front of her and ducked her head while she waited for further instructions.
 
Julia savored their young protégé’s obvious sexual arousal and the frustration that was coursing through her gorgeous young body. For the moment Julia would let that dark hungering need build, leave it unsatisfied until just the right moment.

I believe you were going to entertain us as you dressed, Miss Johnson.

Julia sensually cooed as Angela stood there on trembling legs cinched into her scandalous little corset her naked breast thrust up and out for the Merchant’s perverted pleasure. What a lost little thing she was The though came to Julia as Angel picked up the pile of clothing and demurely fold each article as she lay them at the foot of the bed that Alex and Julia lounged on. Julia watched in stoic silence as did Alex as their young protégé slowly and sensually slipped her dainty foot into a silken stocking and seductively rolled it up her erotically arched leg, her sweet naked pussy shyly displayed for her Master and Mistress’s pleasure. Angela movements where possessed of a natural fluid grace , her little blush as she rolled the second silken stocking up her sensually shapely leg pleased them. The moment’s hesitation as her hand timidly hovered over her neatly folded blouse and then her skirt before returning to her sheer transparent blouse. All it took was the slightest of nods, all most imperceptible for Julia to guide her little protégé to the choice she desired for the girl to make.

Alex savored each seductive little movement as His young personal assistant, picked up the skirt and bent over to step into it. Her sensual little blush, overly conscious of the way her breasts swayed before her Master and Mistress before she straightened, the graceful movement and seductive little wiggle of her hips as she worked the skirt over her thighs, fastened the waist and drew up the zipper. The silent couple knew how their very detached attitude was unnerving their innocent little protégé. How it tested her submissive desire to please them as she slipped the blouse on and forced herself to take her time in fastening the tiny buttons, moving from the bottom to the top until the sheer material was fastened securely over her chest. Tucking the blouse carefully into the dove grey skirt, she clasped her hands in front of her and demurely lowering her eye and head while she waited for further instructions.

Angela was so adorably innocent that all Julia wanted to do was eat her up. But first the young girl needed to continue entertaining them.

“Miss Johnson you will find a dildo in the night stand my sweet pet……….fetch it and use it o masturbate for our pleasure dear.”

Julia had spoken as if her shameful demand was the most natural of requests.
 
Miss Johnson, you will find a dildo in the night stand, my sweet pet. Fetch it and use it to masturbate for our pleasure, dear.

Angela blinked and then blinked again as she tried to make sense of Ms Merchant's words. She understood she was to retrieve something from the nightstand. She even understood that whatever it was that she was supposed to use while pleasuring herself, but why the Merchants would wish to see her resort to such shameful behavior was beyond her.

She glanced at the nightstand and then back at her employers wondering if she should admit that she didn't even know what this dildo thing was and the thought of masturbating for them was making her sick to her stomach. However, based on the bored yet expectant looks on their faces, she had a sinking feeling they wouldn't care, and worse... They likely expected her to be an innovative thinker and figure it out herself.

Reluctantly making her way to the nightstand, she opened it as if expecting snakes to come slithering out and then looked in amazement at the drawer filled with all sorts of gadgets. Handcuffs and eye masks she recognized without a problem, but there were other items that she was afraid to speculate what they'd be used for.

Swallowing hard, Faith looked at Ms Merchant with a bewildered expression. "Um, I'm sorry... What am I supposed to get again?"
 
Despite all they had done to and with young Miss Angela Johnson there was still a naive innocent to this stunning young creature. She had been taken and used in so many sinful and erotically arousing ways not only by Alex and Julia Merchant but also by the darkly vicious and arousingly pleasing Miss Jordan and the silently demanding and dominating Lawrence. Yet now as Julia told her,

““Miss Johnson you will find a dildo in the night stand my sweet pet……….fetch it and use it o masturbate for our pleasure dear.”

Julia could not help but smile at the befuddled look on her young protégé’s angelic face as if the girl had not the slightest idea of what Julia was asking of her. So like a lost little girl, so eager to please Angela had gone to the night stand but could not make heads or tails of the numerous sexual toys she found there. Final, blushing porously the young girl gasped,

"Um, I'm sorry... What am I supposed to get again?"

Angela blush scarlet as Julia sharply repeated,

“The dildo my dear, the big black dildo Miss Johnson……….”

Julia watched as the young girl gazed back at her, her blush deepened, with her failure to do as her mistress had commanded.

“You do know what a dildo is Pet?”

The look in Angela’s eyes told Julia Merchant that Angela had no idea at all what a dlido was. Julia erupted in to laughter. It took several moments for her to regain her composure.

“It is the big black thing that looks like a man’s cock Miss Johnson.”

She watched as Angela delicate hand closed around the big black dildo.

“Now take it and slip it into you sweet tight little pussy Pet and fuck that swet pussy of yours till I say you can cum Pet!.............Now start Girl and make it a sexy little show for us.”
 
Angela almost burst into tears as Mrs Merchant's voice sharpened, afraid she was once again gearing up to disappoint her beautiful boss, but darnit... this wasn't something that had taught her in school. She really was capable as an assistant, just not well suited it seemed for the special demands of the Merchants as she had no clue what she was talking about.

You do know what a dildo is, Pet?

She froze, looking at Mrs Merchant in dread. If she admitted to not knowing what it was, would that count against her? But she couldn't lie and say she did, because there were too many unknown items in the drawer and the likelihood of her picking the right one was slim.

Somehow, however, Mrs Merchant seemed to guess the answer as she burst into laughter that shook her frame, full out belly laughs that made Angela cringe in embarrassment. Staring at the floor, she waited red faced for her employer to regain her composure.

It is the big black thing that looks like a man’s cock, Miss Johnson.

Closing her eyes at the description, she wondered what she had done in her lifetime that was causing her to be punished in such a fashion as this. Opening them, she turned with a soft sigh and glanced back into the drawer, easily spotting what was likely what Mrs Merchant was talking about. Her hand trembled slightly as she leaned forward and gingerly picked up that which reminded her of her experience with Lawrence.

Now take it and slip it into your sweet tight little pussy, Pet, and fuck that swet pussy of yours till I say you can cum Pet! Now start, Girl, and make it a sexy little show for us.

Angela looked at the monstrous sized thing in her hand and then back at Mrs Merchant with no small amount of panic in her eyes. Oh surely not! She was supposed to put this inside her... in front of employers... and to keep going until Mrs Merchant said to stop?!? She couldn't do that...

But to not carry out a task directed by her boss went against her instincts, and it was that inherent need to please that had Angela trying to figure out how exactly Mrs Merchant wanted this to be done.

"I'm sorry... Am I supposed to be standing up for this... show?" she asked, her cheeks still a fiery red.
 
"I'm sorry... Am I supposed to be standing up for this... show?"
.
Oh that sweet maidenly blush that turned her young protégé’s cheeks the most delightful shade of pink. A seductive pink that spread from the tip of Angela’s little button nose to the tips of her toes. Julia smiled up in to the sweet young beauty’s soft eyes. She could see how truly desperate the young girl was to please them and not to fail again. Julia patted the bed between her and Alex.

“Lay between us Miss Johnson and hike your skirt up around your trim little waist Pet.”

Julia looked forward to how she would torment this innocent woman child as she forced her to defile herself with the huge black dildo.

“”Moisten it by deep throating our little toy and then fuck your tight little pussy with that BIG BLACK dildo.”
 
Angela's lips lifted into a shy return smile as Mrs Merchant bestowed a smile at her, grateful that her employer continued to have patience with her. She watched as Mrs Merchant patted the space in between her and her husband, inviting her to lay down again.

Lay between us, Miss Johnson, and hike your skirt up around your trim little waist, Pet.

There was a brief struggle within after she heard Mrs Merchant's direction about also pulling her skirt up around her waist. She knew that behavior was something her parents would frown upon. Heck, her very presence in their private bedroom violated so many rules she wasn't sure she'd be able to look her parents in the eyes ever again.

Angela's heart hammered in her chest as slowly crawled back onto the bed, carefully positioning herself between the still smiling Mrs Merchant and the watchful Mr Merchant. She wished she knew what the heck she was doing. Her training had been extensive when it came to anticipating her future employer's needs, for making herself an invaluable member of his or her staff, but nothing she had learned ever hinted about this.

Moisten it by deep throating our little toy and then fuck your tight little pussy with that BIG BLACK dildo.

Her hands which had slowly been inching the skirt froze, her fingers clenching the material. She looked at Mrs Merchant, her eyes wide with shock, before looking over at the humongous toy beside her and then back to her beautiful boss who was now openly smirking at her.

Swallowing convulsively, Angela forced herself to finish sliding the skirt up until her lower half was fully exposed. Her hand visibly trembled as she reached out to pick up dildo from the bed. There was no way she was going to be able to put this thing even partially in her mouth, but she didn't want to fail what the Merchants seemed to think was such a simple task.

Taking a steadying breath, she raised it slowly towards her mouth. It seemed to grow larger and larger in her hand the closer it got to her lips. Her eyes flicked uncertainly over to Mr Merchant and then to Mrs Merchant before her tongue snaked out to lap at the very tip, much like she would a freshly served ice cream cone.
 
Doubt and fear shown in Angela’s soft innocent eyes, Julia could see that her young protégé was more afraid of disappointing Julia and Alex than of the huge black dildo.
Taking a steadying breath, she raised it slowly towards her mouth. It seemed to grow larger and larger in her hand the closer it got to her lips. Her eyes flicked uncertainly over to Mr. Merchant and then to Mrs. Merchant before her tongue snaked out to lap at the very tip, much like she would a freshly served ice cream cone. Julia smiled as Angela’s moist ripe lips slowly parted and seductively “O”ed. Alex found was something erotically exciting about Angela’s soft pink lips “O”ed around that thick black dildo as it slowly disappeared deeper and deeper into her sweet little innocent mouth and tight little throat. He saw the tears of fear unshed glistening in her soft sweet eyes, and he knew he greatest fear was not for the monster those sweet moist lips were “O”ed around but that she might fail in the task they had given her.

“Very Good Miss Johnson……….”

Alex cooed before leaning over, his lips brushing the young girl’s forehead. He smiled down in to her eyes as if he was pleased with her little efforts.

“Yes Miss Johnson very good………”

He paused for a moment his smile broadened.


“Well Miss Johnson I do believe that Julia told you to fuck that tight little pussy of yours with that BIG BLACK DILDO Young Lady.”

Once more he smiled down into Angela’s soft sweet innocent eyes as if he was truly pleased with her.

“It would please me Miss Johnson.”

Alex was laying a trap for young Angela, a trap that her very submissive nature would lead her into his hands, a trap that would make her his little sexual play toy. And once more his smile broadened.
 
Sneaking peeks at Mrs Merchant to ensure she was doing things correctly, Angela continued to slowly lick at the device in her hand. In some respect she felt silly lapping at it while her two bosses watched her, but at the same time it was much easier than doing it to Lawrence or Mr Merchant for real in front of the others.

Remembering what she had been told to do before, she opened her mouth and slowly fed the tip into her mouth. The smile that lit up Mrs Merchant's eyes told her she was doing something right for once, and her eyes darted towards Mr Merchant to see if he too was pleased.

There was an almost imperious lift to his eyebrows, and Angela recalled Mrs Merchant's earlier direction to moisten it by deep throating their toy and wondered if that's what Mr Merchant was waiting for. Her fingers trembled on the hilt before slowly pushing it further into her mouth, eyes locked with his as she did so. The further it went, the harder it was not to pull it out and fling it from her but she forced herself to continue despite the tears that began to form. She had to keep going... She simply had to!

Very Good, Miss Johnson.

She all but shivered as words of praise washed over her, and her stomach made a funny clenching movement when he kissed her on the forehead. The smile that tugged at his lips made her feel lightheaded - yet another sign that she hadn't messed up.

Yes, Miss Johnson, very good.

The tension in Angela's shoulders drained as Mr Merchant continued to speak, the words wrapping around her like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. It had been such a long time since her own father had spoken to her like this. She knew her classmates had never understood but it made her so very happy to please others.

Well, Miss Johnson, I do believe that Julia told you to fuck that tight little pussy of yours with that BIG BLACK DILDO, Young Lady.

Her hand twitched at the crude words, pushing the toy deeper into her throat, which her body immediately rebelled against. Gagging and gasping for breath, she looked up at Mr Merchant hoping that he might countermand Mrs Merchant's direction.

It would please me, Miss Johnson.

Angela blinked as she listened to his soft words and watched as the smile grew wider across his normally stern face. If there was something almost predatory in his eyes, she ignored it as she wrestled with the thought of putting the dildo between her legs. Putting it in her mouth had been bad enough, she really wasn't going to do what they said down there, was she?!

There was a moment of silence as she wrestled with the idea of doing as she was told or facing the looks of disappointment and the chastising words that would result if she did not. If the Merchants wanted her to do something, she really should do it, right? She didn't want to disappoint them again... not after they were finally pleased with her.

Her body ran hot and cold as she vascilated between the options, but in the end, Angela knew what she needed to do, and she slowly pulled the toy out of her mouth. It made a surprisingly wet sound as it passed her lips, and her cheeks heated as she lowered it towards the junction of her thighs, wondering how in the world she was going to pull this off.
 
“It would please me, Miss Johnson.”

Alex Merchants words of praise for each of their adorable little protégé’s efforts to do as she was told pleased him. Angela blinked as she listened to his soft words and watched as the smile grew wider across his normally stern face. Julia’s words of encouragement mingled with her husbands,

Very Good, Miss Johnson………….Yes, Miss Johnson, very good.”

Their combined assault on Angela, innocent young mind, and their praise that fed her need for acceptance, and that she was finally doing something right, and pleasing her demanding employers seemed to encourage the young girl to redouble her efforts to do as she was told. The girl’s moist rip lips were obscenely “O”ed around the ebony shaft of the big black dildo as Angela finally succeeded in deep thorating as Alex had instructed then again came the command that demanded even more from her,

Well, Miss Johnson, I do believe that Julia told you to fuck that tight little pussy of yours with that BIG BLACK DILDO, Young Lady.

There was a shy moment of hesitation, a scarlet blush, that kissed Angela’s cheeks, then the huge dildo slipped from between Angela’s lips with an obscene little “POP”. Angela’s hand trembled as she hesitantly guided the ebony monster to her soft pink folds.

“That’s my good girl Pet”

Julia cooed as her hand slowly closed over her young protégé’s as she helped Angela slip the head of that black monster into the young girl’s tight little pink pussy. Soon Alex’s hand joined his wife’s and the young girl’s. Slowly inch my inch the huge black dildo disappeared into Angela’s pussy.

“That’s it baby deeper, harder,………”

It was then that Alex pressed a button in the base of the dildo and it hummed to life vibrating against her throbbing clit. Julia nibbled Angela’s ear cooing words of praise and encouragement. Alex bent his head to Angela’s breast and he inhaled her taunt little nipple. Angela was caught between heaven and hell.
 
Angela couldn't believe what she was doing, couldn't believe she had first placed the toy into her mouth and eventually into her throat. The act alone was reminiscent of what she had done with Lawrence in her bid for escape in what seemed a lifetime before, only this time there was no fear of discovery, no unfounded hope that she'd be let go. No, this time she had done it to herself, by her own hand, and all because of the words that seemed to echo in her ears.

Very Good, Miss Johnson. Yes, Miss Johnson, very good.

If that wasn't shameful enough, there had only been a fraction of a hesitation when Mr Merchant had reminded her of the task Mrs Merchant had laid out for her. Sure her hand had trembled when she had slowly brought the device between her legs, and while a teeny tiny voice pleaded with her not to ignore her parents' teachings, she still couldn't stop the compulsion she felt to do whatever the Merchants wanted her to do.

That’s my good girl, Pet

Her gaze went immediately to Mrs Merchant's, her eyes shyly grateful for yet another bit of praise. The same expressive eyes widened when her beautiful employer reached over, placed her hand over hers and kept her from turning away from the task at hand. Her lips parted as together they slipped the dildo inside her, stretching her as it passed deeper inside her.

Her eyelids fluttered when Mr Merchant added his hand to the mix. Sweet merciful heaven, it was bad enough knowing what she was doing before their watchful eyes, but the knowledge that they were aiding in the toy's slow descent inside was positively sinful. And it was sinful... It really was the way her body seemed to embrace the dildo the further it went.

That’s it, baby, deeper, harder...

Angela whimpered when the device began vibrating, bumping against her body in a way that was both terrifying and exciting. She could feel the tingles in her hand, but they were nothing compared to the tingles she felt in her legs and core. She wanted to run away from the intense sensation but Mrs Merchant began whispering such wonderful words of praise, nibbling on her ear in a way that caused her to relax even further.

Her eyes drifted close and her back arched slightly when she felt a warm mouth close around her nipple, the tugging sensation wringing a soft moan from her lips. She could feel her body's capitulation to the sensual assault to her senses, a surrendering that was shamefully becoming quicker and quicker.

She shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be playing with herself, shouldn't be lying there so meekly as her employers took her further and further down a path from which she could probably never escape.

Shouldn't like it...

"Pleasssseeeee..." she whimpered, unsure what she was even saying please for.
 
That’s my good girl, Pet

Her gaze went immediately to Mrs. Merchant's, her eyes shyly grateful for yet another bit of praise.
Julia could see the burring need in her young protégé’s eyes for each little word of praise and with each little word of praise this sweet innocent creature tried all the harder to please her Mistress. Julia Merchant’s eyes smiled down into Angela’s as her hand encouraged the young girl to easy that big black dildo into her tight little pink pussy. The young innocent’s eyes grew even wider as Alex hand joined with hers and Julia’s

That’s it, baby, deeper, harder...

Julia cooed as she encouraged the young beauty to fuck herself for their pleasure. Angela was lost in a world of sinful sensations as that big black ebony dildo sunk deeper and deeper into her pussy, she whimpered as the lecherous pair began to suckle her pale pink nipples. Angel’s back arched slightly when she felt a warm mouth close around her nipple, the tugging sensation wringing a soft moan from her lips. Alex could feel the young girl’s body's surrendering to the sensual assault on her senses, a sinful surrender that was shamefully becoming quicker and quicker as Angela strove to please “Mistress and Master”

"Pleasssseeeee..."

The young girl whimpered. Alex could tell from her desperate plea that Angela was not sure what she most desired release from this seductive torment or weather she was begging for more. It was then that Julia cooed as her teeth raked across the girl’s earlobe.

“Does my sweet little pet want me to fuck her with the big black dildo while Alex fucks her tight little ass?”

Julia did not give the confused young innocent time to think as she continued.

“ Dose my Good little Girl want to eat my pussy as she is fucked in the ass by Alex’s nice big cock and I fuck her delicious little pussy with that nice big black dildo.”
It was more a statement of what would be done to Angela then a question and yet Julia wanted this sweet innocent to beg to be defiled in any manner her Mistress desired.
 
The tremors continued to rack Angela's poor body, radiating out from her very core and along her extremities. Tremors that left her hot and needy, tremors that squeezed one breathy gasp after another, tremors that kept going and going without any sign of stopping.

Does my sweet little pet want me to fuck her with the big black dildo while Alex fucks her tight little ass?

She was sinking so far under the blanketing waves caused by the tremors that she wasn't sure exactly what Mrs Merchant was saying, her voice whispering so softly in her ear, but it was like a lifeline in the storm that had her body tied up in knots. Her eyes closed, she turned her head instinctually towards her employer.

Does my Good little Girl want to eat my pussy as she is fucked in the ass by Alex’s nice big cock and I fuck her delicious little pussy with that nice big black dildo.

Angela whimpered more when she finally understood what Mrs Merchant was saying, her words painting erotic pictures in her tormented mind. She couldn't. She shouldn't. But she needed... Or lord, she needed. Her squirming became more pronounced as her body sought release from the maelstrom of sensations her employers were causing, but her lips tightened trying to hold back the answer to Mrs Merchant's provocative questions.
 
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