The Takeover Ch. 02

After Tiffany had been fucked in the office by her boss, she went home. Her Dad got home about a hour later, Tiffany could hardly bring herself to look at her Dad though. How could he of lied to her and put her in that position. Tiffany and her family were having their supper.

"Your very quiet Tiffany, is everything ok?" Asked her Dad.

"Fine thanks Dad, just had a hard day at work." She replied.

Finishing her supper Tiffany went upstairs to her bedroom, to decide what she should next. Tiffany decided that it would be best for her and her Dad if she resigned in the morning, that way Chris Fisher couldn't blackmail her into any more sex.

Waking up the following morning Tiffany got ready for work and wrote her letter of resignation. That should trick, she smiled to herself.

Tiffany arrived at work. She was dressed much different to normal, normally the gorgeous teenager would be showing plenty of flesh, but after yesterday Tiffany decided to cover as much flesh as possible She wore a baggy black sweater and a pair of blue jeans. She only scraped her hair back into a ponytail, where normally she'd spend at least twenty minutes styling her hair. All of her co workers were staring at her, wondering what was wrong with the normally bubbly teenager, as she just sat in her chair and quietly got on with her work.

Deciding the time was right, Tiffany got off her chair and headed over to her bosses office. Knocking on the door, Tiffany heard her boss say.

"Enter."

Tiffany opened the door and entered the office, closing the door behind her.

"Can i speak to you please Chris?" Asked Tiffany.

"Course you can. Take a seat, what's up?" He responded.

Tiffany walked over to a chair and sat down. Pulling the letter out of her pocket, she put it onto the desk in front of her boss.

"What's this?" He asked.

"It' my resignation. I've decided that after what happened yesterday there is no way i can carry on working for you." Tiffany confidently replied.

Much to Tiffany's surprise, Chris sat there and began to laugh loudly.

"What are you laughing at?" Questioned the teenager.

"Your resignation, that's what funny. I can't wait to see your Dad's face when i call him in here and sack his useless arse." Replied Chris.

"B...but you can't, you said yesterday that if i did as you told me, you wouldn't take any further acton." Tiffany argued back.

"Yeah, if you did as i told you. When i said that i meant until i get bored of you." Smiled Chris.

"B..b...but please, i fucked you yesterday. Isn't that enough for you." Sobbed Tiffany.

"No it's not fucking enough, you stupid bitch. I own your arse, do you understand me?" Snapped Chris.

"No i don't understand, you must be crazy, there's no way your touching me ever again. Your just a horrible bully." Shouted Tiffany.

Chris rose to his feet, putting one of his hands on his desk and the other hand picking up the phone. He stared into Tiffany's eyes.

"Look bitch, i've got no problem sacking your useless Dad, evicting your family from your house and then ringing the police. Now what's it to be." Yelled Chris.

"B...b..but please." Stuttered Tiffany, who was now sobbing her eyes out.

"Look i'm sick of repeating myself to you, i won't ask you again. Do you want me to make the call, or will you do as i say?" Questioned Chris.

Tiffany just sat in her chair and nodded her head.

"Fucking answer me bitch." Yelled her boss.

"Yes ok, anything you want." She replied.

"I'm warning you, if we have to have this conversation once more, that's it, i'll make the call there and then. Do you understand?" He asked.

"Yes i understand." She sobbed.

"From now on you will only address me as sir, have you got that?" He asked.

"Yes sir."

Tiffany hated calling him sir and bowing to all of his demands, but she realized that she had no choice.

"From now on you will do as i say, when i say, you will ask absolutely questions what so ever. You will never wear clothes like the ones your wearing today, when i'm about. I want to see legs and cleavage, got that?." He barked at her.

"Yes sir, i'll do exactly as you tell me." She said.

"Get your hair out of that fucking ponytail, you will start making more of an effort of me, got that?" He said.

Tiffany released her hair from the hair bobble, ruffling it in her hands.

"Is that better sir?" Asked Tiffany.

"Yes it is bitch." He replied.

Chris stood up and walked around to the front of his desk, where Tiffany was sitting and sat right in front of the gorgeous teenager.

"Do you wanna suck my big cock again bitch?" Smiled Chris.

"Yes sir,i'd love to suck your cock again sir." Tiffany lied, not wanting to piss him off again.

"Go on then, help yourself." Chris said arrogantly.

Tiffany began to lick the length of his cock through his trousers, until it was erect. Once it was erect she unbuckled and unzipped his trousers pulling them down to his ankles.

His ten inch cock was now exposed in front of Tiffany who began stroking it in both of her hands. She licked the length of his dick from the tip to his ball sack, taking one of his balls into her mouth she sucked hard on it. Licking her way back up the shaft she began licking his helmet.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, suck it bitch." Moaned Chris.

Grabbing her head he forced her mouth down to the bottom of his pole, she began bobbing her head up and down his giant cock, her hand wrapped around his cock following her lips up and down. Tiffany heard a knock on the office door, she went to move her lips off his cock, but he had a firm grip on the back of her head, forcing Tiffany to carry sucking his huge cock.

"Come in." Shouted Chris.

"Here's those documents you wanted Chris." Said a deep voice.

Tiffany recognised the voice, it was Larry's. Larry had worked for her Dad for about five years. Larry couldn't believe what he was witnessing, Tiffany had always seemed like such a sweet and innocent girl to him and here she was blowing their boss, in front of him.

For some strange reason the thoughts of Larry watching her suck her bosses cock, turned Tiffany on.

"Thanks Larry, one minute mate." Said Chris.

Pulling Tiffany's mouth off his rock hard cock.

"Your gonna swallow all my cum, got that bitch?" Chris said to Tiffany.

"Yes sir." Said Tiffany.

Tiffany flicked her hair back and went back to sucking his large manhood.

"Have a good holiday Larry." Said Chris.

"Will do pal." Replied Larry.

Larry turned and left the office, having one last look at the beautiful teenager sucking her bosses cock.

"Aaaaaaargh, i'm cumming." Screamed Chris.

His balls tightened and his hot gooey spunk shot down Tiffany's throat. Tiffany didn't waste a drop managing to swallow the whole load.

"Your a fucking bastard, what if Larry tells my Dad what he saw." Tiffany screamed at Chris, as she pulled his now limp pole out of her mouth.

"Like i give a shit what your Dad knows, now fuck off out of my office and get back to work bitch." Laughed Chris.

Tiffany got up off her knees and left the office, she headed straight to Larry's office, praying she could catch him before he saw her Dad. She reached his office, but Larry wasn't there. She turned around and saw her Dad.

"Seen Larry anywhere Dad?" Asked Tiffany.

"He's gone on his holiday, he's back a week on Monday." He answered.

Thank god for that Tiffany thought to herself. Tiffany would make sure that she saw Larry before her Dad did when he returned to work.

Tiffany returned to her office, she still had the vile taste of her bosses cum in her mouth. She couldn't help but wonder what Larry must think of her now, after what he saw in the office.

Two hours later Tiffany recieved a phone call from Chris, ordering her into his office straight away. What does he want me to do now, she thought to herself as she headed to his office, knocking on the door.

"Come in." Called Chris.

"You wanted to see me sir." Asked Tiffany.

"Yes i did, what you doing Saturday night?" He quizzed.

"I might be going to the cinema with my friends." She answered.

"Not now your not. It's my son's Edward's college party and i told him that you would be his date, he'll pick you up at half past seven." Explain Chris, handing Tiffany a picture of Edward.

Tiffany looked at the picture, Edward was hideous he had greasy bright ginger hair, his face was covered in spots, he wore thick glasses and he looked about fifteen.

"How old is he sir?" Tiffany asked nervously.

"He's just turned eighteen, is that a problem?" He replied.

"I normally only date older guys." She responded.

"I don't give a fuck, you will go to the college party with Edward. One more thing, what Edward wants Edward gets, have you got that?"

"Yes sir." Tiffany answered, as she looked at the floor.

"You can go home now Tiffany, don't come back until Monday, that will give you plenty of time to make yourself look pretty for Edward." Said Chris.

Tiffany sobbing, turned and left her bosses office and drove home.

Tiffany woke up Saturday morning and she felt sick, she knew what was expected of her and it just made her feel ill. Edward was just so ugly and he was younger than her. Tiffany never dated a lad younger than her.

When Tiffany went downstairs to have some breakfast, her Mum told her that a parcel had been delivered for her. Tiffany looked at the tag on the parcel, it simply said. "Have fun tonight. From Chris." Tiffany feared the worst and decided to take the parcel to her bedroom.

Tiffany opened the parcel, just as the teenager thought, it was some clothes that Chris had bought her to wear tonight. The first thing she pulled out was a black, strapless mini dress, not the sort of dress Tiffany would normally wear, but not too bad she thought.

Tiffany noticed there was more in the box, she pulled out a tiny red lace thong. Tiffany hated red underwear, she found it really slutty and she didn't particuarly like the colour.

Half four came around, Tiffany decided to start getting ready. After having a nice warm shower she put on the underwear that Chris had bought her, she absolutely hated the underwear. She then put on the black mini dress, it was tiny and was skin tight. The dress left nothing to the imagination it was incredible short, barely covering her thong.

She put her long dark blonde hair in a side ponytail, so that her ponytail was over her shoulder. Looking in her full length mirror Tiffany couldn't believe how slutty she looked. She would never leave the house like this on her own free will, but she knew she had little choice.

Tiffany's mobile rang.

"Hello." She answered.

"Do you like the clothes that i bought you?" Asked Chris.

"Yeah, lovely thanks sir." Lied Tiffany.

"Remember, what Edward wants, Edward gets. You got that bitch?" Asked Chris.

"Yeah sir, i understand." She replied.

"Good." Said Chris, hanging up.

Tiffany then heard a car horn outside, looking out the window Tiffany realized it was Edward. Tiffany left her house and sat in the backseat with the teenage lad.

"Hello, i'm Tiffany, you must be Edward." Said Tiffany.

"Hi Tiffany." Blushed Edward.

Edward was even uglier than Tiffany was expecting, all of his spots had greasy white heads on them and his bright ginger hair looked like it hadn't been brushed for weeks, his body odour was awful and his teeth were yellow with braces on them. At least he's dressed smartly, Tiffany thought to herself, trying to look on the bright side.

Edward had never seen a girl as pretty as Tiffany, let alone gone a date with someone like her.

Tiffany noticed that Edward couldn't keep his eyes of her legs, her dress had rode right up her beautiful legs and the crouth of her thongs was visible, despite Tiffany's best efforts at pulling down her dress.

He was nothing like Tiffany was expecting, she was expecting an arrogant, cocky teenager, but Edward just seemed painfully shy, hardly saying a word for the whole twenty minute journey to the hall, where the college party was being held.

They arrived at the college party and they both got out the car. The two of them entered the hall and every lad in the hall was staring at Tiffany, no one could believe that Edward had turned up with such a beautiful girl.

As they walked up to the bar Tiffany heard a few people say.

"Fucking hell, who's that, what's she doing with Edward?"

Edward just pretended that he didn't hear these comments and looked at the floor. Tiffany also ignored the comments, until she felt someone grab her arse cheek. She turned around to say something but she couldn't work out who it was, so she just carried on walking.

"A bottle of champagne ok?" Asked Edward, as they reached the bar.

"Yeah, that's fine thanks." Replied Tiffany.

Edward ordered the campagne and they sat at a table in the corner. Edward still couldn't take his eyes off Tiffany, he couldn't believe that she was actually there with him.

The two of them sat there in near silence, so Tiffany decided to start up a conversation.

"What you studying at college Edward?" She asked.

"Business studies." He replied.

Again it went quiet, this is going to be a long night, thought Tiffany, who was slightly bored already.

Three lads who looked about the same age as Edward walked up to the pair of them.

"What you doing with a hot chick like this Edward?" Asked one of the lads.

Edward just looked at the floor, he looked like he was going to cry.

"Hey geek, i'm talking to you." The lad said.

"i...i." Edward started to responded.

The lad interupted him though.

"What a fucking loser you are, i'm taking this." Said the lad, as he picked up what was left of the champagne. Winking at Tiffany as he walked off. Edward just hung his head in shame.

Tiffany felt really sorry for Edward, he obviously had no friends and he did seem like a nice lad. Tiffany decided to cheer him up and gave him a gentle on the cheek.

"I'll get us some more champagne." Said Tiffany.

Tiffany then went up to the bar to get them some more champagne. Tiffany returned to the table where Edward was sat and told him not to worry about those lads.

Now that they had shared about a bottle and a half of champagne between them, Edward was getting a little more chatty. Tiffany though was still quite bored and kept looking at her watch, wishing that the night would finish.

Soon the three lads came back over.

"Still here loser?" They asked.

Once more he just looked at the floor, Tiffany feeling sorry for him decided to stick up for the lad.

"Your the loser." Tiffany snapped.

"Who are you, his girlfriend?" Asked one of the lads.

"Yeah so what if i am." She replied.

"I don't believe you, there's no way someone as hot as you is with this fucking geek, look at him, he's pathetic." The same lad said.

"I don't care what you think." Barked Tiffany.

"Prove it then, kiss him." He replied.

Tiffany wasn't sure what to do, she didn't want to kiss the lad, but she didn't want to upset his Dad and she did feel sorry for him, so she decided to lean forward and kiss him, it can't do no harm, she thought to herself.

Edward couldn't believe what was happening, this gorgeous girl was actually kissing him, he was in heaven. Much to Tiffany's surprise despite Edward's smelly breath, he was actually a good kisser.

Their tongues were now massaging each others gently and Edward's hand started creeping up Tiffany's leg. Tiffany stopped his hand and pulled away from the kiss.

By now the three lads had seen enough and walked off.

"Thanks for that Tiffany." Said Edward, as he moved his hand onto his lap to hide his erection.

"That's ok Edward, that should get rid of those creeps for a while." She answered.

Edward waited a few minutes for his erection to disappear, then he worked up the courage to ask Tiffany for a dance. Tiffany accepted his offer so they headed onto the dancefloor.

They had been dancing for ten minutes when Edward asked.

"Would it be ok for me to kiss you again?"

Tiffany was stunned by his request, she thought that it would be best to keep him on side and they had already kissed so why not, she thought.

Stood in the middle of the dancefloor they started to kiss. This time though Edward didn't kiss her gently like the first time, he was much rougher, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, one hand on the back of her head forcing her mouth onto his. His other hand had a firm hold of one of her arse cheeks.

Before Tiffany had realized what was happening Edward moved his hand off her arse cheek and gone under her dress and began rubbing her pussy thought her thong. As soon as Tiffany had realized what Edward was doing she pulled away and slapped him before walking off into the corner of the hall.

Once Tiffany had reached the corner she felt a little sorry for Edward, he had over stepped the mark, but she was sure that it wasn't everyday that he got to kiss a beautiful girl. She realized the affect that she must of had on him.

Edward followed her into the corner.

"What was that for?" He asked, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Look Edward, i'm sorry for slapping you, but you over stepped the mark. I'm not that kind of girl." She replied.

"But what Edward wants, Edward gets right." He smiled.

Tiffany hoped that he didn't mean what she thought he meant.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She quizzed, pretending not to know what he meant.

Edward shocked Tiffany by cupping her cunt.

"I think you know what it means bitch, it means you do as i say or your Dad gets fired." He laughed.

Tiffany couldn't believe what was happening, she was stood in the hall letting some younger lad maul her pussy. She decided to try to take control of the situation and moved his hand from between her legs.

Tiffany couldn't believe how much she had misjudged Edward, he seemed like a nice quiet lad, but he was just like his Dad, a horrible person.

"Please Edward, don't be like this. We are having a good night ain't we?" She said.

Edward pulled her ponytail, forcing her ear next to his mouth.

"Yes we are having a good night and it's going to get better. Now lets go outside and have some fun." He whispered into her ear.

"But Edward please." She pleaded.

"Look Tiffany, don't make me ring my Dad. Now lets go outside, i won't ask again." He snapped at her.

Tiffany just nodded her head and walked outside with him. Edward groped her arse cheek as they walked. They went around the back of the building where there was nobody about.

Edward pushed Tiffany up the wall and tugged the top of her dress down, exposing her tits. Edward began fondling Tiffany's tits, he couldn't believe how heavy they were. Edward locked his mouth on her nipples, sucking and biting them roughly. Soon her nipples were erect as he flicked his tongue over each of them.

"Suck my cock." Said Edward, as he unzipped his trousers, allowing them to drop to his ankles.

"But Edward, please don't make me." Begged Tiffany.

"Do it now bitch." He demanded.

Tiffany realized arguing wouldn't get her anywhere and slumped to her knees, grabbing his cock in her hand.

His cock was just as long as his Dad's, but no where near as thick, it was quite skinny in fact. Tiffany was just about to put her lips over his shaft, when he pulled her hair back.

"Beg, to suck my cock." He demanded.

Tiffany couldn't believe the arrogance of the lad, it was bad enough that he wanted her to suck it, but to beg as well.

"Please." She cooed.

Edward slapped her cheek with his ten inch hard cock.

"I said fucking beg now." He growled.

Tiffany now had no fight left and decided to just do what he wanted. So still on her knees she begged.

"Please let me suck your big cock."

Edward let go of her head and Tiffany started licking up and down his shaft, before sucking on his left ball while wanking his cock.