Heather

Heather was a smart ambitious young lady, 23 years of age. Her father left the family when she was 7, leaving her in a state of confusion and disbelief for years. Her trust, especially in men, never recovered. Her mother took good care of her education, sending her to a good school, a catholic girl's school in the north of Manchester. Heather however did not receive the love a young girl could expect from her mother. 2 years after her father left, her mother, a still young and attractive woman, decided it was time to take care of her sexual needs and found herself a lover. There was no space in this rather intense relationship for a young girl like Heather.

The financial status of the family went down rapidly since father left without a trace and financial support for wife and daughter. Mother's new lover was a handsome man and probably right for the purpose mother chose him for, but he was not wealthy by any standards.

Heather lived the life of the nuns around her, including their poverty – in fact she was always short of money. Mother often complained about the money she had to spend to support her daughter and how hard it was to make ends meet, so Heather did not dare to ask for any extra money. Heathers big dream was one of a future without any financial sorrows.

She left school after graduation at the age of 19 and all support by her mother stopped immediately. She was told to look for a job and take care of herself.

She still had no wish to let any man come close to her, so she moved to a small bed & breakfast run by an elderly lady. She worked as a waitress in a simple diner and went to school to prepare herself for a secretary's job.

For 3 years she worked in the evening and went to school during the day. She worked 7 days a week and slept most of her weekends. After finishing school she was offered a job as an assistant secretary in a real estate company in London, which she happily accepted.

Her income was good and she could afford a nice little flat near the Docklands, close to her office.

Everything worked nicely for the first 6 month, she even got promoted including a raise in salary, but then the company was taken over by an international investor. The new owner ran a dramatic cost cutting program leaving her boss and herself jobless after struggling for month in an attempt to keep their jobs.

Heather could not afford to keep her apartment and had to look for someplace cheaper when she got a call from her former company. A secretary of the new owner, Blue Water Enterprises, told her she would be offered a job and she was scheduled for an interview next day in the morning in case she was interested.

Heather didn't quite understand why they fired her just to offer her a job a couple of days later but she agreed to show up for the interview.

The office of Blue Water was located on a ship anchoring near Southend, later she found out the entire ship was the company's headquarter. She was expected for the interview at 10 o'clock and she showed up half an hour early. A short trip on a small boat took her to the "Blue Water", a ship at least 300ft long displaying 5 decks. She always fancied big yachts and their flair of luxury.

She stepped aboard the "Blue Water" and was led inside a large reception hall. After about 20 minutes of waiting she was asked upstairs to the CEO's office. "ROBERT HENSON IV" was put in gold letters on the door.

Mr. Henson sat in a large chair behind an even larger mahogany desk. He was a tall, well built Gentleman in his late forties, elegant but informal dressed. His hair was beginning to turn grey; he fancied a nice sun tan as well as a bright smile.

"Have a seat, my dear! Miss Mingle, Heather Mingle, I suppose."

"Yes, that's right. What can I do for you?"

"The question is: What can I do for YOU? The answer is: I can offer you a job."

"Thank you, I need a job and this brings us to back to my first question."

"I know, I fired you and now I want you to work for me, I need an assistant."

"So why did you fire me in the first place?"

"Long story. Here is the simplified version: I had to fire you, because I had to fire your boss, to be able to offer him a less attractive job in Canada, where I need him. Keeping you would have frustrated him; he might just have taken another job offer. Since I fired both of you and half of the other staff he deemed himself lucky getting this offer and……he accepted."

"O.K. what is it, your company does exactly and what makes you think I am qualified as your assistant?"

"Basically we buy and sell shares or entire companies worldwide, we trade stocks, options and everything worth trading. Coming to your qualification: I watched you since quite a while, believe me, you are qualified."

"So, what is your offer?"

"Well, you can work on this ship as a trader, starting with a capital of 1 million USD like everyone else here. You get 20% of your profits plus free housing and meals. If you loose more than 20% of you capital, you are out.

You can work as my secretary, earning 1200 Dollars a month plus free housing and meals or you can work as my personal assistant earning 20000 Dollars a month etc."

"The trader's job is clear, but I don't think I am good enough to try. What I don't understand is this secretary and assistant thing. Why does an assistant earn so much more?"

"The assistant has to do a lot more than a secretary. It is a very personal assistant."

"What do you mean by a lot more and how personal is very personal?"

"So you are interested in becoming my personal assistant?"

"Who wouldn't sell his soul for this amount of money?"

"It is not your soul you'd be selling it's your body."

"What?!"

"My personal assistant is on constant duty – 24 hours, 7 days a week. In detail you would have to be available for me when ever, where ever and what ever I ask you to do. Besides being involved in the supervision of the entire business of Blue Water Enterprises you would be responsible to take care of all my personal needs and this includes my sexual needs. What do you say?"

"Are you suggesting to turn me into a prostitute?"

"A prostitute has to serve each and every customer; you would be serving just me.

A Prostitute is definitely not on the payroll of a major company having the social position and references of a managing director."

"What you suggest is disgusting and it is illegal!"
"You may call it disgusting, but it is definitely legal. There will be a contract with terms and conditions. With your signature you will state your free will to accept the implications concerned. The contract can be cancelled on the spot by any side. If you refuse to sign it, I am still offering you a job as a secretary or a trader. It is your choice."

"If I sign this contract I give you the right to rape me and continue raping me whenever and however you like, you are out of your mind. Besides it will be disappointing for you to find out that I don't have any expertise in serving, as you call it, any men."

"It is not rape since you agreed and have a chance to refuse, but otherwise you are right, it is whenever and however. What do you mean by not having any expertise, you must have been with men and know what to expect."
"As a matter of fact I don't. I have not been with any man, I am a virgin and I am not inclined to change that. Not for you and not for any other man."

"In this case let me change the offer. You will get a bonus for giving up your virginity. You will get one month salary after completing the first week."

"You think you can get everything for money, don't you?"

"In fact I can get everything for money, but not everyone. I am not trying to buy you, I am offering a deal. Take it or not. It will not change my affection to you as a person."

"What if I refuse to let you rape me at one point or occasion?"

"The contract is over, you will get the money you earned and that's it."

"Will I loose the bonus if I refuse or dissatisfy you in the first week?"

"As long as you try and not refuse I will be satisfied, but yes, you will loose the bonus if you quit within the first week. In any case I will not cancel our contract in the first week, we can make it part of the deal."

"I need time to think about all this."

"Agreed, but not too long. I need your decision by 8 o'clock this evening. You should head home and pack. This ship is leaving at 8 o'clock sharp. Either with or without you."

"Will I be offered a job as secretary or trader after quitting?"

"Yes, of course. Would you like some coffee before you leave or may be something stronger?"

"Yes, thank you. I think I need a drink now. Do you have brandy?"

"The lady calls for brandy and brandy it will be!"

He pushed a button on his desktop pager: "Madeleine, would you bring us some coffee and brandy for two, thank you."

"Is Madeleine one of your personal assistants?"

"No, I use to have one personal assistant at a time and this position is vacant now, as you know. Madeleine refused to become my personal assistant a year ago and decided rather to be my secretary. She is providing some sexual comfort on a case to case basis to earn an extra bonus, that's all."

"Why doesn't she become your assistant now since she changed her mind anyway?"

"Oh, she would, but I don't renew a once refused offer."

"So wouldn't she hate me, if I took your offer?"

"Absolutely, and she will not be the only one. About everybody in the company will hate you. You are not only sleeping with the boss, you will be in charge to look into and criticize each and everyone's work. You will decide who is to get a job and who is fired. I want a powerful, intelligent and competent person to share my life. I don't want to have a cheap whore around just to drain my balls, please excuse the rude language."

"So why don't you marry? That's what other men do in these cases."

"I am a business man. I am not afraid to cut one or the other risky deal, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am, but marriage is a deal I never dared to cut. It is putting your entire existence on one single bet. ‘All in' is for gamblers, which I am not."

Madeleine came in with the drinks. She eyed her as if she was about to take away her property, which was in fact not far from the truth.

After she left Heather picked up the conversation: "I respect your reluctance against marriage and I start to understand your intentions. Did I get it right, that you will treat and respect me as a honorable person even after I signed the contract?"

"I will, however we will not be equals. I will give the orders and you will obey, privately and in public. In the company you will become second in charge, so I will be the only one whose orders you will take."

"Thanks for your open words. I am still not sure what to do, but I promise to think about it thoroughly."

"Before you go, may I intrigue you further by showing you your future quarters?"

"Why not, it can't hurt to see what it is I am going to refuse."

He rose from his chair pointing to both sidewalls of the large office. "There are two identical apartments on either side of this room. The one to your right is my quarter the other one could be yours." He went to the left apartment swinging the doors open to reveal a nicely furnished living room, colors and style chosen to fit an upper class lady. From there another door led to a beautiful bedroom with adjacent bathroom. She opened the large wardrobe which filled one entire wall and found it full of clothing and shoes. "Whose are these?" she asked. "I took the liberty to do some shopping for you. I hope I picked the right size."

"What, if I don't sign the contract?"

"We will see to this later."

"This is the most beautiful place I have ever seen."

"Thank you, I am relieved to match your taste. If you would excuse me now, I have some urgent transactions to attend and I believe you need some time to think and get your arrangements done."

"Yes, of course. Thank you for your offer. We might meet again this evening. Good Bye, Mr. Henson.

"The boat will take you to the shore; the driver is waiting in the main reception hall downstairs. Good Bye, Miss Mingle."

They shook hands and he left her heading for the trader's offices amidships.

On her way home she came to the decision to risk it and take the offer. She called the landlord right after being at home telling him she would move out. She packed just one suitcase for the ship and another to be left in storage and headed back for the ‘Blue Water', suddenly afraid she could change her mind and chicken out.

On the way she called the receptionist of the ‘Blue Water' informing the attendant she needed a transport from Southend.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon she was once more sitting in front of Mr. Henson informing him about her decision.

He didn't say a word. He just pushed a sheet of paper, the contract, and a pen across his desk towards her. He had already signed it. She took the pen and signed with trembling hands.

"Very good, I have a personal assistant, lets celebrate, but first you have to move in. I have your luggage brought to your quarters. I will be awaiting you in half an hour in my office."

"Madeleine, a bottle of champagne, 2 glasses and no more appointments for today."

"Shall I really cancel all dates for the rest of the day, Sir?"

"You heard me!"

Half an hour later they drank champagne and after some compliments and small talk he went for his chair, sat down while keeping her standing.

"May I ask you to remove your clothes?"

"Are you asking me to perform a strip tease?"

"No thanks, just get naked."

She wore a skirt and fitting blouse, no stockings and pumps with low heels. Soon she was standing in front of him with only her white cotton panties and a white bra.

He smiled seeing her underwear:" What are you waiting for, you're not naked yet."

With this she removed first her bra then her panties leaving her naked and blushing.

She had a nice set of tits, a firm C-cup with large pink aureoles. Her bush was dense and red like her head. She stood straight with her arms by her side and let him watch her.

"Do you like what you see?"

"Absolutely, please turn around and show me your butt."

She performed a 180° spot turn. She smiled recognizing she found it an interesting new experience to be on display like this. She wondered what would be coming next.

"Lovely, you've got a very sexy ass. Now bend over and show me what's hidden between those charming cheeks."

She blushed even more, but bent over as requested and displayed a set of pussy lips with some pink inside and her also pink, tiny asshole.

"Amazing, you're doing a great job. You haven't done this before, have you?" She shook her head which appeared on left side of her bottom on display.

"Thank you, you may raise. Would you please come a little closer? I would like to feel you."

She moved around the desk towards his chair stopping short of his knees. He spread his legs

"Closer, my dear, if you may."

She stepped between his open legs. He reached for her breasts and fondled and squeezed them. Her nipples erected immediately. He rubbed her nipples making her moan with pleasure.

He moved his hands to her bush. His index finger probed her pussy finding it wet and ready.

"Exciting, isn't it?"

"Yesss, strange but kind of nice."

He grabbed her ass with both hands pulling her even closer and let his nose dive into her red bush. He parted her pussy lips with his tongue and started licking her clit. She tensed and released a high tuned squeal, but after a while she started to relax flooding him with her juices. Just some minutes later she tensed again and spent herself in a shuttering orgasm.

He looked up to meet her eyes: "Did you enjoy this?"

"God, it was like heaven, like dying a lustful death."

"You are a very sensual woman. We will have a lot of pleasure."

"Talking of pleasure. I thought it was my duty to give and not receive pleasure."

"It was very pleasurable for me, but you are right, it was not satisfying. Are you willing to satisfy my lust in giving the same pleasure you received?"

"I'm not sure I can do this, but if you show me I promise I'll try. It wouldn't be fair to turn you down after you gave me so much pleasure."

"Very well then, let us switch places. Have a seat I my chair. Now open my fly and take my cock out." She unbuttoned his trousers, pulled them down altogether with his knickers. His cock sprang free and dangled in front of her face. "Do I have to take it inside my mouth?"

"There are other ways to pleasure a man, but yes, this time I want you to take it into your mouth."

"It's so big. I don't think I can get it in without choking."
"You will learn, now open up. Use your lips and tongue, move it in and out of your mouth."

She took the head of his cock in her mouth and started to play with her tongue.

"Very nice, you might as well suck a little on in." She did as instructed and closed her lips around the shaft applying some suction.

"Perfect, now open up further I'm pushing deeper inside." With this he pushed in until he reached the back of her throat causing her to gag. She drew her head backwards, coughing.

"I told you it is too big, sorry I can't do this."
"You can and you will, you will gag and sometimes it will feel as if you would suffocate, but you will do it and learn how to take my cock because it is my wish."

Reluctantly she opened up again giving him access to her mouth. He slowly pushed his cock inside being careful not go too far and make her gag. He adapted a steady rhythm of in and out enjoying the velvet touch of her lips and tongue. She tried hard to please him by sucking and licking and was very careful not to accidentally bite him. With every push he went a little deeper until he reached the back of her throat again making her gag. The gag reflex opened her throat wide and this time he took the chance to hold her by the neck and push all the way in, locking his long shaft deep inside her throat. He kept her in this position until she started struggling for breath. Then he let loose of her pulling back until only the head of his prick was in her mouth. He let her breeze for a while and then started rocking his hips back and forth. He didn't force her to deepthroat him again, but continued his motion until he climaxed inside her mouth shooting streams of thick sperm into her mouth and down her throat. Her eyes grew wide realizing what was just happening. "Swallow, sweet Heather, swallow it all!" She gulped down his semen with tears in her eyes. "Very good, this was most satisfying. Thank you very much!"

"Why do you treat me like a whore? You put your penis in my mouth and force me to perform oral sex. You even make me eat your semen. This was disgusting."

"Wait a minute, young lady, I performed the same act on you and you liked it. You offered to do the same for me and that's what you just did." Still sniffing with tears she replied: "But I thought it would be a little romantic when you take my virginity."

"It will be romantic when I take your virginity, I promise. We will have a very romantic evening tomorrow night, now cheer up, it was your first blowjob and you did very well.

"Thank you, do you always have to push it all the way down nearly choking me?"

"No, not always. This time I couldn't resist trying if you could take the full length. I might do it again, but not each time you suck me. You will get used to it."

"So you will take my virginity tomorrow night?"

"Any objections?"

"No, I agree, just be gentle please, try not to hurt me, will you?"

"Not more than necessary, I promise. Now go back to your apartment and rest a little. We'll be seeing each other at breakfast, sleep well. Oh, one thing I almost forgot, your orders for tomorrow: first, get rid of your pubic hair; I want your pussy clean and soft like silk. Second, you may choose to wear any of the clothes you find in your wardrobe, just don't wear any underwear; no panties and no bra."