Clare woke to find Angie lying beside her. She looked at her bedside clock, beside which her vibrator sat on her copy of Better Fellatio, where she had left it the night before. It was eight o’clock. Both she and Angie were naked and Angie had her left arm draped across Clare. Angie’s head rested on her left arm, her red mane covering Clare’s breast. Clare looked down and saw she was smiling.

Clare’s pussy felt sore from the action of the day before and especially from the two hours of sex play with Angie they had been forced by Hilary’s command to undertake before they could sleep. Both had played with each other’s pussies and clits bringing themselves repeatedly to orgasm. Clare talked about what she had learned from Better Fellatio and assisted Angie to practice on the dildo as they played. She remembered the curious feeling of uncertainty as to whether she was doing it because she had to or because she wanted to. This was a feeling occurring frequently recently, and she did not like it at all. She had definitely enjoyed the experience, though it was something she would never have dreamed of doing before yesterday with another woman. But then she had been told to enjoy it, so was it really her?

‘Angie,’ Clare said, rocking her slightly. Angie’s eyes moved and she moaned slightly and then cuddled up closer to Clare.

‘Angie!’ Clare said more loudly. This time Angie’s eyes opened. After a couple of seconds realisation became evident on Angie’s face and she quickly rose, covering herself with a sheet.

‘I’m ... I’m sorry. I’ll get dressed and go. God, I can’t believe we did that last night – or all of that yesterday. It’s a nightmare. Oh, god. I can’t go to work. I won’t go through that again!’

‘That wouldn’t be wise. I tried that one, and all that happened was that I was phoned and told to come in. I then got spanked.’

Angie was seated with her face in her hands and her elbows holding the sheet to cover herself.

‘Look. Go take a shower and get dressed. We’ll have some breakfast and then go to work together,’ Clare said rising.

Clare and Angie stood side by side facing the full length mirror in Clare’s flat. They had both taken showers and ate breakfast together in silence. Afterwards they had applied garish red nail varnish to each other’s nails, ensuring it was perfect. They now both stood in their identical slutty fetish secretary uniforms applying their garish red lipsticks.

Clare looked at the image of herself in the mirror in her new improved uniform. The little playboy bunny toggle danced around where it dangled functionally between her elevated large breasts at the top of the zip that ran down the front of her new clingy low cut vest top. Underneath it she wore the new front opening bra that was designed to conspire with the vest top to allow quick and easy functional frontal access to her breasts. Neat holes in the bunny patterned lace bra allowed her nipples to protrude through so that they were clearly defined by the thin material of the vest top.

Below she wore the small grey stretch mini skirt on the left side of which a similar zip to the vest top ran top to bottom and a second playboy bunny toggle rested lightly on her hip; obviously designed to be easily graspable and allow quick and easy functional removal of the skirt and access. Underneath all she wore were the bunny pattern stockings and suspenders, now like Angie unable to wear any panties.

As she looked at herself she wondered how quickly the vest top, bra and skirt could be removed to leave her only in her stockings stilettos and heels. Probably if yesterday’s experience was anything to go by under 20 seconds. As she contemplated these things her pussy began to feel moist with her arousal, and she saw her clearly defined nipples begin to bud more profusely through the thin vest top. The embarrassment of wearing clothes designed to allow maximum ease and functionality of access for sexually abuse stimulated her – as she was programmed for it to do.

She looked across at Angie, who was similarly contemplating her own image in the mirror. She thought of how it must have been for Angie the day before after she had purchased her set of these clothes from the fetish uniform sex shop and then put them on at home for work. She remembered her own attempts at resisting the instruction to wear her previous set of slutty work clothes on Monday.

‘It must have been difficult for you yesterday coming to work dressed like this,’ Clare said.

Angie looked at her for a moment and then looked down before speaking.

‘I tried not to. I took them off and put them back on four times before in the end surrendering to the compulsion to wear them. I felt utterly distraught at the idea of going to work and allowing Keith to see me like this, but couldn’t do anything about it. And I couldn’t understand why I was doing it. It was terrible!’ she said as she remembered. ‘I was so turned on as well by the embarrassment of it all. I understand why now, but yesterday it was so confusing. I’ve never been turned on by being embarrassed or humiliated before. So you can understand why I felt so confused at apparently developing a submissive streak from nowhere. I got so turned on after putting the clothes back on the fourth time knowing I was going to have to go to work dressed this way that I ...’ Angie paused, as though the memory was too embarrassing to relate.

‘It’s all right. I can guess what you did,’ Clare replied. ‘My first day I was in the ladies’ all the time rubbing myself off trying to get rid of the turn on. It gets more confusing after a while, though, believe me. I’m starting to get confused as to which part is me getting aroused and which is the programming making me.’

‘Oh god!’ Angie said. ‘I’m really, really turned on again talking about it. Have I got time to go to the bathroom? I simply have to try to ... to relieve myself.’

‘No problem. I think I might have to do the same whilst you’re gone,’ Clare replied.

For a moment they looked at each other and simultaneously sighed.

Ten minutes later the two girls teetered out of Clare’s flat on their four each stilettos to Clare’s car clutching their little playboy bunny handbags.

Both girls teetered through the entrance to Kemptom Pharmaceuticals and made their way as hurriedly as their heels would allow to the elevator. Clare pressed for the tenth floor and the elevator doors closed. As the elevator moved the girls stood silently.

‘What do you think is going to happen today?’ Angie said.

‘I don’t know. I’m sure it’s not going to be pleasant, though,’ Clare replied.

The elevator stopped for the second floor and the doors opened. Stood waiting was Derek from HR. His eyes opened wide as he saw Clare and Angie and he walked on to the elevator. ‘Hi Clare,’ Derek said shyly. He had the look about him that Clare didn’t like; the look of someone who wanted to ask something.

The elevator doors closed. After a pause Derek spoke, but he was blushing and finding it obviously difficult.

‘Clare, I was just wondering. Are you ... are you ... well ... are you doing anything tonight? I was kind of wondering if you would like to go on a date?’

Clare had a feeling from Derek’s body language that this was his intent. Normally she would tell him where to go, however now with Hilary’s instructions before her mind she instead with a sigh found herself reaching inside her bunny handbag for her diary.

‘I’m free Saturday night. Come around to my flat at seven.’ Clare then gave him her address, which he shakily wrote down.

‘Hilary suggested I ask you. She said that you and Angie might make up a foursome with me and my friend John Garcy from accounts.’

‘That sounds like a great idea,’ Angie said unconvincingly reaching into her bunny handbag for her diary. ‘Tell John I’ll be at Clare’s at seven as well.’

‘Why that’s great!’ Derek said enthusiastically. ‘I’ll tell him straight away. I’m seeing him now.’ The elevator stopped at the fourth floor and Derek got out. He seemed like all his Christmases had come at once and Clare saw his crotch was bulging slightly. ‘See you later then,’ Derek said as the elevator doors closed.

‘John Garcy! He’s got to be the fattest, ugliest guy in Texas. I can’t believe that I’ve agreed to have a date with him. This is awful.’

‘Actually it’s not as bad as it could be,’ Clare replied, smiling. At least we’ve not been told to do anything with them on our so called “dates”. Remember Hilary said we should be particular about arranging the dates, but she didn’t tell us we had to do anything with them. I’m actually quite looking forward to telling Derek I’ve changed my mind and him and John can go take a hike.’

‘Oh,’ Angie said. There was almost a strange look of disappointment on her face that Clare found disturbing. ‘It’s such a shame though. Having to agree to a date then turning them down straight away.’

‘Well you can screw John Garcy if you want,’ Clare replied with a snigger.

‘No! Of course not,’ Angie replied. ‘I would just prefer not to have to arrange dates with every guy that wants me in the first place.’

The elevator stopped at the tenth floor and the girls got out. As they turned the corner towards the offices of the board members they saw Hilary Hayes seated in a comfortable chair sipping coffee at one of the corridor’s waiting areas next to small table with magazines.

‘Morning girls. Bang on time. Nice to see promptness. Just both come through into Graham’s outer office area,’ Hilary said rising. ‘I just want to briefly speak to you about something.’

Hilary led the way and the two girls followed with trepidation. Once into the outer area of Graham’s office Hilary pushed the door closed and leaned against Clare’s desk and spoke.

‘Either of you seen Derek yet? I told him to come in early today as I had some preparations to make for the Japanese delegation I needed him to help me out with. I got in conversation with him about you, Clare. He quite likes you. I suggested he should ask you out the next time he sees you. Hope you don’t mind? I assured him that you would agree to a date, and he said he would ask the next time he saw you.’

‘Actually we did,’ Clare said. ‘We have arranged for him and John Garcy to come around to my flat at seven tomorrow.’

‘John Garcy! Ha, ha, haa,’ Hilary laughed out loud throwing her head back. ‘I take it that Angie’s the lucky girl?’ she continued sniggering.

‘Yes,’ Angie replied, sulkily.

‘Good job I managed to get things sorted, then, as you’re both arranging dates so soon. I needed to speak to Graham and Keith about your dating arrangements before I clarified for you what I think you should do. You’re Graham and Keith’s property, strictly speaking, so I didn’t want to tread on their toes by making suggestions they might disagree with. As it happens they were in full agreement, so that’s fine.’

Clare felt a sickness in her stomach, and from the look on Angie’s face of horror she realised that she was feeling the same. Hilary raised her hand and looked at her nails as she continued.

‘Now as I said to you yesterday, girls, there are two kinds of women in the world: tough ones like me, who can compete with the boys, and those who prefer to pander to them and be used by them as accessories, whether it be secretaries, gofers, trophy wives or the like. Don’t get me wrong, I have a penchant for girls myself, as you now know, and like to use a slutty woman myself now and again. But I also feel a bit of antagonism towards them.

‘I can’t help feeling like that. You see I have had to work so hard to make something of myself all my life. So it naturally makes me angry when I see a slutty weak girl that’s simply content to allow the guys to be the boss. And ... well ... I kind of think that if a girl chooses not to compete with the boys she should be used by them properly. So if my ways seem a bit cruel or harsh it’s with that thought in mind.

‘So with that little explanation out of the way I’d like you to pay attention girls,’ she said looking up at Clare in particular. ‘Make sure you dress really sluttily for all of your dates from now on – skimpy little tight mini dresses or skirts, skimpy little tops and see through tops and the like, and your four inch heels, patterned stockings with suspenders and lots of make up. Your ideal should be to look like whores. Also, tell your dates you’d rather not go out, you’d rather stay at home with them, either at your place or theirs. When you’re at home with your dates spend a few minutes on small talk to get them relaxed if they don’t make a pass immediately. If they haven’t made a pass after ten minutes then you take the lead and start to kiss them. Tell them that you will do whatever they want. Say you enjoy sucking cock and swallowing and are happy to be fucked in the ass if they want. You’ll even do kinky stuff like being spanked if they’d prefer. And make sure you do actually do anything they want – obediently. Also look like your enjoying everything and do it with enthusiasm. When being fucked you will of course enjoy it, and come every three or four minutes regardless of who it is doing it or how you feel about them.

‘Before you get down and dirty, though, I want you to make a few things clear with them. Tell them that you’re not interested in a serious relationship or even having a steady boyfriend. All you want is casual sex. Tell them that the reason is that you are a submissive slut and like being used and abused by guys. Tell them that you and your friend are both of the same opinion, and have discussed the matter and come to the conclusion that you are both going to live a slutty life fucking any guy that wishes to use you and dressing the part. Tell them that’s why you dress the way you do for work. Also tell them that because you are a submissive slut you would prefer it if you could call them either “sir” or “master” for the evening. Whichever they choose you will use at all times in answer to them throughout the evening. Finally tell them you would like them to pass it on to their friends that you are both easy sluts, and that any of them can ask you out or even simply molest you around the offices if they happen to be employees and wish to do so. Any questions?’

Angie appeared angry and humiliated at the thought of what she had just been instructed to do. Throughout Hilary’s instruction Clare’s pussy had been steadily moistening as a result of similar feelings of humiliation, and she could now feel her juice flowing down her inner thighs. She guessed the same was probably true for Angie. Angie attempted to protest. She seemed to shake slightly as she fought to get the words out for a couple of seconds, before she smiled at Hilary and simply said, ‘Thank you.’

Hilary moved to face Angie so she could look her in the eye nose to nose, and said slowly with relish, ‘It’s a pleasure, Angie.’ She then stepped back and continued to both girls, ‘Now you’d better both get to work. Graham and Keith are in Graham’s office. They want to talk to you about the day’s arrangements. Give them a knock and go straight in.’

Hilary then left for the elevator and the second floor.

‘Oh god!’ Angie said. ‘This just gets worse and worse. Why am I so turned on by it though? I hate it!’ As she said the last part she stamped her right stiletto on the ground petulantly in impotent frustration.

‘I know,’ Clare replied, feeling the same. ‘We’re going to be known as the biggest sluts in town.’

After a brief pause the girls put down their bunny handbags on Clare’s desk and entered Graham’s office after knocking. Graham and Keith were both seated on the comfortable chairs and the girls approached them.

‘Nice to see you both again,’ Keith said. ‘We’ve started early today. The Japanese delegation from Nakato Marketing are in the board room with Bill waiting for you. You girls are going to be waiting table whilst Bill finalizes things. You’ll be waiting on their other needs afterwards. Basically, girls, as you now know you are predominantly going to be sucking cock – which you are both now I am assured good at.’ Keith took a sip of some mineral water from a glass on the table before continuing. ‘First things first though girls. Go to the table, hike up your skirts and bend over with your butts out nicely, then hold the position until you’re told to move.’

Both girls walked over to Graham’s desk and faced it side by side. They then hiked up their skirts around their waists and bent over with their legs straight and backs flat, and stuck out their naked butts which jutted out like peaches between their stocking tops and suspenders.

Clare expected they were yet again going to be spanked or fucked, and this thought combined with having to show off her butt so humiliatingly against her will caused her to become more aroused. Instead however she heard Keith rise from where he was seated next to Graham, and move behind her. She then heard the sound of a case opening. There was then a brief pause, before Clare suddenly felt a sharp jabbing pain in her upper right bum cheek. As she was told to hold the position she could not move or jump up as was her instinct, so she looked around to see what had happened. As she did she saw Keith holding a syringe, which he put down before picking up a second to move over to do the same to Angie.

‘What ... what was that?’ Clare asked shakily.

‘Oh, don’t worry, Clare, it’s not more AA if that’s what’s concerning you. You’ve both already had sufficient of that for a lifetime. No. This is another of our innovations for the sex industry we’re working on. Graham and myself were discussing the likelihood of unwanted pregnancies and you catching something nasty from a date, and then Graham came up with the brilliant idea of using a drug we’ve been developing called Facilitil. It’s quite a revolutionary drug actually. It’s a combined contraceptive and full range vaccination against most STDs. It comes in the form of a monthly intramuscular depot injection. Not only does it protect you against STDs it also kills off the bugs as well so you aren’t carriers either. And the contraceptive part of it prevents any early stage pregnancies continuing within a week of conception, so if that’s something that’s worrying you after the last few days’ events, worry no longer. It’s still in its early trial stages of development, but when it has been fully tested and licensed we’re hoping it’ll make the company a fortune in a couple of years in the sex trade, and with promiscuous young people like you two slutty girls.’

Angie made and “ouch” sound as Keith administered her injection.

‘Okay girls, that’s all done. Stand up and pull your skirts down. You can concentrate on your duties now freely.’ Keith seated himself back next to Graham again. ‘Now, before you go through to the delegation girls there are some rules I would like to give you both which I want you to abide by closely whilst you serve the delegation. I’m a stickler for detail, and I just can’t help thinking that these rules will make things just perfect for our guests.

‘Now then. Rule number one. If the guy you are to suck does not take control get hold of his cock and put it in your mouth and take control of the situation and start sucking with enthusiasm. Alternatively if he looks like he wants to be the one putting it in and being in charge tuck your hands behind your back and look up at him doe-eyed submissively with your mouth slightly open whilst he puts it in and begins to face fuck you. If he pauses and looks like he wants you to take charge get hold and do so. Whenever he wants to take back control though make sure you get those hands tucked back behind you and go back to looking up at him nice and doe-eyed.

‘Secondly, when he comes you go through the routine that I believe Graham’s taught Clare. Let him come in your mouth. Make sure you suckle out all the jiz before you let go his cock. When you have look up at him all doe-eyed again and open your mouth to show him his load. Then whilst you keep looking up at him maintaining eye contact swallow the jiz and open to show him its gone.

‘Thirdly if he doesn’t want to come in your mouth and wants to give you a facial instead then tuck your hands behind you and look up at him nice and doe-eyed again whilst he comes over your face. Don’t go moving the jiz after either, just leave it where it lands until you are given permission to remove it. Any questions girls?’

The two red faced girls stood silently before the two men.

‘Good,’ Keith continued, rising from his chair along with Graham. ‘Then kneel down, girls, you can give us a demonstration before you go in to make sure you’ve understood.’

The two girls immediately dropped to their knees side by side and the two men walked forward to face their respective secretaries. They then unzipped their flies to reveal their engorged cocks before the faces of the compliantly kneeling girls.

Both girls immediately reached to take hold of the cocks and brought them with helpless obedience to their red pouting lips before commencing sucking with equally helpless enthusiasm. A sound of slurping filled the room as Clare worked Graham’s cock in and out of her mouth, and glancing to her side she saw Angie with equal enthusiasm working Keith’s cock in and out in quick movements. Angie’s red main bobbed back and forth, her eyes wide with horror at what she found herself helplessly doing and her face red with the combined embarrassment and arousal it was producing.

‘Wow,’ Keith said as he watched the redhead bobbing back and forth. ‘You’re a quick learner Angie, I’ll give your that. Ohhh. Yes that’s nice.’

A few seconds later Graham began to reach his orgasm under Clare’s now experienced ministrations. He took hold of the sides of Clare’s head, reaching under her hair line and began to pump his cock in and out of her mouth more urgently to finish himself off. Clare therefore immediately let go of his cock and tucked her hands behind her allowing Graham to take full control and looked up at him as submissively and doe-eyed as she could.

As he began to come Graham rammed his cock in to the back of Clare’s mouth. With a grunt of satisfaction from Graham Clare then felt the cock swell and Graham seed spurt. For whatever reason Graham seemed to come extremely vigorously with four large squirts of semen filling her mouth.

‘That’s another benefit of the Expandophal if you’re wondering, Clare.’ Graham said as he came down from his orgasm. ‘Although it works almost immediately on cock size over a few days it also enlarges testicles and other glands that produce semen as well, so you end up producing a bigger load as well as having a bigger cock.’

Clare obediently suckled out the remaining seed as Graham spoke, her mouth feeling fuller with the sticky warm salty goo than at any time over the previous days. She then looked up doe-eyed at Graham who watched her in satisfaction. She then opened her mouth to display the large load, before closing again and swallowing the come in three gulps blushing with embarrassment. As a result her pussy juices felt like they had reached her stocking tops easily now, and she ached with need to come.

At her side the slurping sound continued. Clare looked to see Angie, still flushed red and her eyes still open wide with shock at her own behaviour pumping Keith’s enormous cock in and out of her mouth.

‘Yes! Yes! Yes! That’s it!’ Keith said as he approached his climax. Just as he was on the brink he took a firm grip of Angie’s red main in his left hand and pulled his cock out of Angie’s mouth. Bringing his cock to within a couple of inches of Angie’s nose he then began to masturbate himself. Angie had obediently tucked her hands behind her back as he did this, and was now looking up at him as submissively as she could. Clare thought that the shock and embarrassment of the situation still showed through her expression though.

With a loud ‘Ohhh!’ of satisfaction Keith reached his climax, and a stream of silvery seamen flew from his cock hitting Angie on her left cheek. A second spurt then hit her on the forehead and a third on her nose before a fourth lesser spurt over her mouth. Keith then roughly brought Angie’s face to the glands of his cock and began to use the glands of his softening organ to smear the semen spurts over and around Angie’s pretty face as he moaned, until it was almost equally covered all over in the glistening seed.

‘Excellent,’ Keith said smearing the come over Angie’s lips, mouth and chin. ‘I think the delegation are going to be well pleased with their demonstration.’

Once he had finished Keith put his cock back in his trousers as Graham had already done.

‘Okay girls. I think we have finished with the preamble. Go and make your way to the main boardroom and wait on the delegation with drinks. Make sure you serve drinks from the opposite side of the table to the person you serve if possible, so you’ll have to bend over and give them the opportunity of a feel. Make sure you do the whole thing slowly. And if any do have a feel freeze in position until they are finished, with your butt out nicely. You can expect they will have a feel as well,’ Keith said with a snigger, ‘as we’ve told them that we have hired a couple of hookers for entertainment and they will be expecting you to behave sluttily.’

Both girls then rose and made their way out of the door. Once it was closed behind them and they were in the outer office Angie went and got a tissue from a box on Clare’s desk to try to wipe the goo off her face that was now slowly running down and dripping off her chin onto her slutty vest top. As she tried to bring it to her face though her hand stopped some eight inches away as though it had reached a barrier and could get no nearer. Angie looked shocked having consciously forgotten the instruction not to remove semen from her face without permission. Clare watched as Angie tried again, this time with more effort, her hand shaking as she fought against the invisible barrier to reach her face with the tissue. After a few seconds of useless effort Angie screamed shrilly and stamped her four inch stiletto on the floor in impotent frustration for a second time.

Graham’s office door opened and Keith appeared to see what the noise was.

‘What on earth was that strange squealing noise?’ Keith said in mock concern.

‘Erm ... nothing, Sir. Really,’ Clare replied, trying to cover up for her red faced friend’s petulance.

‘Really Clare, are you being honest with me? Tell me the truth now, I’m sure I heard one of you squeal.’

‘No I’m not being honest. Actually it was Angie,’ Clare helplessly replied in response to Keith demand for clarification. ‘She was trying to clean the semen from her face and was unable to do so because she hadn’t been given permission. So she got angry, squealed and stamped her foot on the ground.’

Angie looked at Clare with a mixture of fear and fury. Clare looked back as though to say, “I couldn’t help it.”

‘Ha, ha haa. It completely slipped my mind,’ Keith replied as Graham now joined him to see what was going on. ‘But I am going to have to do something about that wilfulness of yours, Angie. That anger really needs working out of you. And trying to clean your face without permission, even if it was through my absent mindedness – it really is unacceptable.’

‘And you young lady,’ Graham said to Clare. ‘Yet again you just tried to lie. You’re just as bad as Angie. It’s a pity we haven’t got time to spank you both again.’

‘I know. I have a neat solution though.’ Keith replied looking at Graham. He then continued. ‘After you have finished serving the delegation, which should be around midday, I want you both to come back here to Graham’s office. We won’t be here, but you can feel free to use the room. You will go over to the comfortable chairs, then, Clare, you will sit down and place the posture cushion across your right thigh and, Angie, you will then lift your skirt around your waist and lie across Clare’s lap so she can spank you. Clare, you will spank Angie as hard as you can all over her butt for five minutes. Whilst she’s doing it, Angie, you will allow the posture cushion to keep your butt stuck out at all times, and the same rules apply regarding attempting to defend yourself or move as with me yesterday. Whilst being spanked you will repeat continuously, “I will learn to be obedient and not get angry”.

‘When the five minutes are up you will swap places. Angie will then spank Clare and the same rules apply – skirt up around your waist, butt stuck out pertly over the posture cushion and take the spanking nicely.’

‘That means no attempts at self defence, Clare,’ Graham added.

‘And as hard a spanking as possible Angie, all over Clare’s butt,’ Keith said.

‘Brilliant idea,’ Graham replied smiling. ‘Clare, whilst you are spanked you can repeat “I deserve to be spanked for lying. I must learn not to lie”.’

‘Okay girls. Now the delegation await,’ Keith said.

Clare was now even more turned on by the humiliating instruction and felt on the verge of coming. She imagined from the look on Angie’s face that the same was true of her.

‘But ... Can I ... can I clean now before we go in?’ Angie asked pleadingly.

Keith paused for a moment, stroking his chin. Then an evil smile came across his face.

‘No you can’t Angie. For attempting to be disobedient and wipe yourself you can go in just as you are. If anyone looks curious why your face is covered in semen explain to them that you are the two whores hired for their entertainment later and that one of the directors just gave you fifty bucks for a blowjob and gave you another thirty to keep the come on your face to demonstrate what a slut you are.’

Angie looked thunderstruck with horror at the humiliating instruction, but also slightly angry. She was also blushing intensely, clearly indicating to Clare that her humiliation was having another effect. Angie appeared to shake for a few seconds and looked as though she were trying to speak. She then smiled and said, ‘thank you’ as obviously in her anger she had tried to express how she felt about the sexual abuse she was enduring. The two men simply sniggered. Angie’s eyes then opened wide with horror and she gave out a pathetic little moan. Her body then began to jerk slightly back and forth as an orgasm overwhelmed her.

Five minutes later Clare and Angie made their way to the boardroom via the ladies’ to wipe some of the juice from their pussies and inner thighs. They walked as quickly as they could with small teetering steps on their enormous heels, with Angie attempting to hide as much as possible behind Clare to mask the glistening jiz dribbling down her face from anyone they might pass down the corridor.

Once outside the boardroom they paused and looked at each other. Clare could not imagine how Angie must be feeling with the glistening goo all over her pretty face. She felt embarrassed enough herself, and inevitably aroused as a result, her pussy already remoistening, so she imagined this must be magnified much more for Angie.

‘I can’t bare this,’ Angie said in a whisper. ‘I hate the way I am feeling so horny at the thought of walking in on all those strangers dressed in these slutty clothes and with this on my face.’

‘I know,’ Clare replied. ‘I feel the same. But we don’t have any choice. We have to obey. It’s useless to resist.’

After a few deep breaths the girls knocked and entered. The room was nicely furnished, with pictures of chemical factories, lightly painted walls and a wooden laminate floor. In the centre was a long table around 10 feet long and four wide. Four oriental looking men sat either side and Bill Jennings was seated at the head talking to them about papers that they were all perusing.

‘Ah, come in girls. We’ve been expecting you. Could you serve us with some coffee and tea from the drinks table over there.’ Bill pointed to a drinks table at the side of the room.

‘What would everyone like?’ Clare said as Angie continued to try to hide behind her.

Bill ordered a coffee with milk and sugar and the eight Japanese businessmen all ordered tea, some with lemon and some with sugar and milk. Both girls made their way over to pour the drinks obediently.

‘So as I was saying Mr Nakato,’ Bill continued to one of the delegates to his immediate right. ‘I think this product is going to make a fortune. I’m sure that you’ve all now seen in a very personal way how effective a product it is. With your marketing skills its success is going to be sooner rather than later.’

When the girls reached the drinks table both situated themselves with their backs to the delegation and slowly bent over, their legs straight and the backs flat, their butts out for everyone to view. There was a temporary silence in the discussions behind them which Clare took to be due to them all being distracted by the sight.

After making the drinks slowly – due to the command compulsion to always do whatever they were doing when bent over slowly – they each then slowly rose and took two cups each over to the table. Angie was blushing profusely, her glistening face now clearly visible, but unable to do anything other than respond to the compulsion to serve the drinks. Clare could feel her juices beginning again to dampen here inner thighs.

Angie moved to the closest side and Clare made her way around to the far side. Both had drinks for opposite sides so that they would have to bend over the table to serve them. The two delegates Angie was serving clearly caught sight of her glistening face, and Clare saw that Angie noticed this. Angie reddened still further and looked horror struck as she now realised what she had to say in explanation. Whilst slowly bending over to serve the two delegates Angie began to speak to them.

‘We’re a couple of whores hired for your entertainment later. One of the directors just gave me fifty bucks for a blowjob before I came in and gave me another thirty to keep the come on my face to demonstrate what a slut I am to you.’

Whilst she was talking one of the delegates on her side had taken advantage of her butt being stuck out so nicely and was feeling it, so having put the drinks down Angie was now compelled to freeze in position bent over. This in combination with the embarrassment at what she had just said was too much for her and her eyes opened wide in horror as another orgasm overwhelmed her. Her butt pumped in and out against the delegates groping hand and her dangling tits jiggled in unison as she involuntary moaned.

‘Wow. You hot one. I think I enjoy demonstration later,’ one of the delegates Angie had been speaking to answered, and those around him sniggered simultaneously in response.

‘If everyone is happy then shall we sign the deal,’ Bill replied in a hopeful tone. ‘I’m sure you must all want to utilise these girls for the purpose they are paid to be here. Hopefully you will also enjoy seeing the benefits of Expandophal as well.’

Both girls were bent over the table frozen in position as hands wandered over their butts and up their skirts to their stocking tops. Others opposite them fondled their large dangling tits. The delegation paused in response to Bill suggestion though, and the girls rose to go back for the remaining drinks as the contract signing began. When they had returned with the remaining drinks the last signatures were going down.

‘Excellent. Ah, thank you Clare,’ Bill said as Clare bent across the delegate to Bill’s right to serve him his coffee. As she did this the delegate she bent over seeing her butt jutting out so pertly began feeling it, and so Clare immediately froze in position. Bill gazed down at Clare’s dangling rack in front of him licking his lips. ‘I take it you enjoyed the other night as much as me, Clare,’ Bill whispered as he reached out and allowed the two tits to rest in his hands before gently beginning to play with them and massage them.

Clare did not respond except with a blush as she remembered the night she had spent with Bill two days earlier, and the inevitable rush of sexual excitement resulted and further increased the moistening of her crotch. After a few seconds of molestation by the two men they both ceased and so Clare was able to rise and quickly moved away from the table before any other hands could roam and her helpless arousal increase still further.

Angie, however was still stuck bent over the table as two delegates fascinated by her full round butt gently stroked and patted it. Another opposite her was allowing her enormous tits to rest in his hands and was behaving as though he were weighing one against the other. Angie looked distraught, and Clare heard her again say helplessly to the man fondling her breasts, ‘Thank you.’ Eventually they too tired though and Angie too quickly rose and made her way over to where Clare stood.

‘Nice to do business with you gentlemen,’ Bill said shaking the hand of the man to his right who had signed the two contracts along with himself on behalf of the company. He then shook the hands of each of the other delegates as they rose from the table. ‘Now if none of you are shy perhaps you would like use of these girls. They can help you test out the handywork of our now joint product?’

The eight grinning Japanese delegates all began nodding vigorously and saying, ‘Yeh, yeh,’ enthusiastically.

‘That’s unanimous then,’ Bill said. ‘Girls, if you would be so kind as to kneel down so that these gentlemen can assist you earn your money,’ he continued with a wink.

Clare and Angie immediately knelt down where they stood next to the drinks table.

‘Mr Nakato would you like to sample the delights of these girls first? I’m told they both give the most exquisite blow job.’

‘I can imagine,’ the fortysomething greying head delegate replied in perfect English with a broad grin across his face. ‘That naughty dark haired girl there that bent over me just now – I think she might assist me test out my new equipment.’ He then walked over to Clare and standing in front of her unzipped his flies and took out an enormous 10 inch phallus and guided the two inch girthed monster to Clare’s parted lips.

‘I fink I sha join you. Da redhead look delicious,’ the delegate who had just been fondling Angie’s tits said in broken English as he walked over to where she knelt. He too then unzipped his flies to take out similarly enormous erect cock. It was pretty clear what they were all talking about testing out. They had all tried out themselves the product they had signed up to market.

Clare glanced to her left and saw the delegate in front of Angie waiting patiently, so Angie blushing intensely at her own slutty behaviour obediently took control and got hold of the large cock, put it in her mouth and began pumping it in and out vigorously. Mr Nakato, however, took hold of Clare’s long dark hair and guided his cock to her lips himself. With equal obedience Clare as a result looked up at him doe-eyed as the hugely girthed cock forced apart her ruby lips and was then rammed in to the back of her mouth. As this happened she felt the now familiar further dampening of her crotch in response to the embarrassment at behaving like this with a complete stranger. She felt quite close to an orgasm herself now.

Nakato took hold of Clare’s face either side and began to pump the cock in and out of her mouth grunting with satisfaction. After a few seconds he paused to put his hands on his hips. Without having to be told Clare therefore got hold of his cock and began work as enthusiastically as her companion, hating the way arousal was steadily increasing in her crotch to the point of a climax now at her wanton behaviour.

The other delegates watched with smiles of fascination and discussion in Japanese ensued around them as the two girls enthusiastically sucked cock. After only a minute of Clare’s ministrations Nakato began breathing quickly before with a grunt he pulled his cock from Clare’s mouth and spurted his seed over her face. He too came copiously, three spurts hitting Clare’s forehead, left cheek and nose. Unlike Keith with Angie, though, he made no attempt to smear the come over her face, simply draining the remainder out over her nose before leaving it to slowly dribble down from where it landed. It felt like warm, wet cream, and Clare hated the feeling as it slowly ran down without her able to remove it.

After recovering Nakato then began to move away and Clare saw the next delegate behind him begin to approach reaching for his flies as he did so. Clare glanced to her side as this was happening and saw that Angie’s delegate was just about to shoot. He however made no attempt at pulling his cock out first. Angie was blushing profusely and Clare saw her eyes open wide with shock and horror as she realised what was about to happen. Clare remembered how she had felt with Graham only a few days before when she had received her first mouthful of seed.

With a grunt the delegate quickly reached his climax, and Clare saw Angie tremble slightly as she uselessly fought to release the cock before he came. Her programming held her in place though and her eyes opened wider still in shock as she felt for the first time in her life a copious load of male semen spurt into her mouth. Clare caught sight of her cheeks then concave in slightly, as despite the horror of now having a mouth filled with seed she still obediently suckled out the remainder in compliance with her programming. She then released and opened to demonstrate the load, before closing her mouth again with a little tremor indicative of useless resistance, and swallowed the load in two gulps before opening again to demonstrate it had gone.

Clare was literally then pulled away by her new delegate roughly pulling her hair to get her to turn to face yet another large erect cock, again being guided by its owner to her mouth. Clare immediately looked up at the eager delegate as submissively and doe-eyed as she could as the weapon was pushed into her mouth.

Despite all of Clare’s new skills the next delegate took some time to bring to his climax. In fact in the time it took her to bring him off Angie had received her second load in her mouth and swallowed and was now hungrily sucking her third. This time both girls received the loads in their mouths almost simultaneously, and similarly opened, closed and swallowed in tandem.

The remaining delegates had arranged themselves into two neat queues now, and Clare saw that Nakato and the other delegates who had already had their turn had gone to the back of the queue clearly to wait for seconds.

‘These girls are as hot and slutty as they come,’ Clare heard Nakato say to Bill who she noticed now seated near the boardroom table smiling at proceedings.

The next two delegates both allowed Clare and Angie to do the work themselves. After a couple of minutes work again the delegates came almost simultaneously, however this time whereas Clare received the load in her mouth Angie received her second facial. As with Nakato the delegate made no attempt to smear the come, preferring to leave it where it landed, and Clare glancing to her side after she had swallowed saw the silvery strands running down Angie’s pretty glistening blushing cheeks.

Several minutes of continuous sucking ensued. Even after each of the delegates had been serviced twice they still went to the back of the queue again. Clare was beginning to think that the Expandophal must be affecting their drive as well as their physical attributes and they were going to be sucking cock all day. Or maybe it was simply that they were doing a good job. As she thought this she felt a flush of pride, which quickly turned to anger at the bizarre reaction.

Clare’s juice now was freely running down her inner thighs over her stocking tops. Her pussy ached to come from the continuous arousal the humiliating abuse was forcing upon her. Time seemed to pass incredibly slowly. Clare had forgotten how many loads she had swallowed, however she knew she had received three on her face and swallowed at least five, and Angie about the same. The ones on her face dribbled and dripped down to her cleavage.

Nakato now stood in front of Angie this time, but made no attempt to approach or take out his cock. He then spoke to his companion who stood in front of Clare.

‘You know, I think I would like to fuck this girl for a change,’ he said with a chuckle.

‘Well I can’t see any reason why you shouldn’t.’ Bill replied to Nakato’s comment from the table. ‘How about on the edge of the table over here?’ Bill said pointing.

‘Yes. That’s an idea. Follow me, slut,’ Nakato said to Angie casually. Angie initially remained were she was, instinctively angry and feeling no compulsion from someone not a board member, however seeing this Bill then spoke.

‘Angie, do as you’re told.’

Angie then immediately rose and made her way over to the table. The chairs had already been quickly moved away from the side to make way for her.

‘Yehh,’ the delegate in front of Clare said. He then said to Clare: ‘I think we do also. Come girl.’

Knowing that Bill would insist anyway if she refused Clare rose and walked over to where he indicated. She then stood beside Angie who now stood facing Nakato, both girls with their backs to the table edge.

‘Pull up your skirts, lie back on your elbows from the edge of the table and lift up and spread your legs girls,’ Bill said, watching from his chair at the table head. Immediately both girls hiked up their skirts to reveal their stocking tops and suspenders and their functional lack of panties. They then sat on the edge of the table and lay back on their elbows before bringing their legs up and spreading. This allowed their saturated pussies to be fully viewed along with their wet thighs where their juices had run to their stocking tops.

Clare was already aroused close to orgasm, and guessed that the same was true of Angie. Revealing it to the party of men now brought her to the brink.

‘Wow!’ Nakato said looking down first at Angie’s pussy then over at Clare. ‘They are really enjoying this. You have found a couple of real hot sluts here Mr Jennings. Have you any rubbers we can use?’

‘Trust me,’ Bill replied. ‘They’re high class hookers. They’re clean. Feel free to come inside them, they won’t complain and you won’t catch anything.’

Nakato did not argue. Instead Clare saw him ram forward and Angie screamed, throwing her head back as an enormous orgasm racked her body. She helplessly pumped her hips back and forth spasmodically on Nakato’s impaling cock. He merely stood there smiling, watching Angie fuck herself.

Clare then felt the blunt nudge against her own sodden pussy of another throbbing enormous organ. She looked down and saw the smiling delegate between her legs suddenly ram himself forward. His cock as big as it was slipped easily into her saturated gaping hole to full penetration. And like Angie an orgasm flowed over her in response to the aching need of her pussy to be filled.

The two delegates fucked the helpless secretaries with cheers of encouragement from their companions for five or so minutes. Both girls came twice more during the fucking as they were helplessly brought to climax by their own humiliating compliance with the abuse they were forced to endure. Finally the delegate between Clare’s legs began to move more urgently and with a growl of satisfaction and his cock buried to the hilt in Clare he blew his load inside her. Nakato then shortly afterwards came deep inside Angie with grunts of satisfaction.

Both the men then moved away panting from their effort, but only to be replaced by two other delegates, and the girls found their dribbling pussies again being impaled on enormous cocks. It was a further 20 minutes before the last two delegates to use the girls blew their loads inside them. Finally they delegation appeared satisfied, and Nakato walked over to Bill. The two girls lay on the table with their legs dangling over the edge exhausted, cummy dribbling down from the boardroom table to the laminate floor.

‘That was excellent. You know how to choose working girls, I will say that of you Mr Jennings,’ Nakato said. ‘I’m sorry about the mess we made. I think we got a little carried away. It must be something to do with the new equipment,’ he said with a snigger looking down. ‘But it was an excellent demonstration. I’m surprised you didn’t join us.’

‘I have got plans for tonight or I would have. As for the mess, believe me it’s no problem, Mr Nakato. I’m glad you enjoyed yourselves. Now perhaps you and your colleagues would like to make your way down to reception on the ground floor. You will find cars there to take you for a working lunch with Mr Hutchinson and Mr Sanderson, two of our senior directors, to talk about specifics concerning the marketing strategy.’

The delegation slowly filed out leaving Bill alone with Clare and Angie. After getting their breath back the girls slowly got themselves up from the table and pulled down their skirts.

‘Good job girls,’ Bill said with a smirk. ‘You made that signing a lot easier than I thought it was going to be. I thought Nakato would put up more of an argument against the fee we are suggesting, but they got a little carried away. Anyway, you two can clean yourselves up now.’

Clare and Angie walked over to a tissue box, took out several each and began to wipe the come from their faces before making their way to the door of the boardroom.

As the girls were about to leave Bill paused them.

‘Angie, before you go I wanted to ask you: are you doing anything tonight?’

Angie blushed slightly before answering. ‘No,’ and looked around in a ridiculously worried way that she had not got her bunny handbag with her to get out her diary.

‘Good,’ Bill replied. ‘Come around to my flat at seven this evening. You’ll be staying the night. Bring the equipment that Clare brought around the other night for her stay and dress similarly. You will find it in a carrier in Graham’s office. He told me he left it there for me. Also ask Clare to brief you on what we did the other night and the commands Graham gave her relating to it. You will obey them also tonight with me identically! Clare, you will repeat to Angie all of the commands in detail you received before we spent that enjoyable evening together. Oh, one last thing. Phone up the cleaning department and ask them to have the boardroom cleaned.’ Bill, smiling, then left to catch up with the retreating delegates.

Ten minutes later Clare and Angie stood in the ladies’ room in front of the mirror. They had both cleaned up their inner thighs and pussies as best they could after the multiple fucking they had both received, and washed their faces. Both had just finished trying to wipe off the drips from their vest tops. They had not spoken much in the ten minutes since they had left the boardroom.

‘Yuk, yuk, yuk. I feel like I’ve drank a gallon of that hideous cummy stuff,’ Angie said. She then drank some water from a tap to clean out her mouth before drying. She then continued: ‘I have been fighting the compulsion to ask, but it’s getting unbearable – what were the commands that Graham gave you before you went to Bill’s the other night?’

‘I think we should wait until we can sit down in Graham’s office first,’ Clare answered.

The girls walked into the empty office after Clare first phoned through for a cleaner to clean the boardroom. Clare poured a drink of whiskey out of Graham’s drinks cabinet and once they were seated opposite each other on the comfortable chairs Clare reached across the coffee table and gave the drink to Angie.

‘Oh, I don’t drink. It’s against my beliefs,’ Angie said in response. ‘But thanks though.’

‘Just hold on to it anyway. You might change your mind.’ Clare then took a deep breath. ‘Now, here’s what I had to do with Bill on Wednesday night, and what I suppose you are going to have to do tonight ...’

Over the next few minutes Clare related to Angie the punishment that Graham had given her on Wednesday – requiring her to attend Bill’s flat that night for a “date”; and the behaviours to display there. She told her of the command to dress only in a stocking and suspender set with matching bra and panties, heels and a raincoat for decency until she got there; to throw off the raincoat immediately after entering Bill’s flat and pose for him to give him a good view of her all around, in nothing but the underwear; and then to explain why she was doing it, before begging him to use her. She spoke of how she had been forced to suggest having sex in specific ways to Bill before doing it that way, and related in detail each of the three separate variations Graham had commanded her to suggest.

As the description continued Angie’s face slowly changed from one degree of surprise and horror to the next, quite as Clare imagined hers had on Wednesday evening in this exact situation with Graham. By the time Clare had finished Angie was blushing red and her eyes were wide with horror, and she downed the whiskey in one stroke.

‘I imagine he will let you skip certain parts specific to me,’ Clare said. ‘Like the explanation of how I was compelled to behave that way through being mind programmed, which he already now knows about, and the comments during the spanking apologising for teasing him. The other parts you will almost certainly have to do though. I still have the note Graham gave me with the phrases to memorise for the third time you’re fucked. It’s in my desk drawer. I’ll get it for you later. It also has on the references of the lingerie you will need.’

‘He can’t want me to do that! He can’t! Restraining myself to the bed? Offering him the opportunity of spanking me and having anal sex with me? Having to call him Master and talk in third person about myself like I’m an object?’ Angie rose as she was saying this, becoming more frenzied and disbelieving in her attitude, her face in her hands. ‘And enjoy it? I can’t do that, I simply can’t!’

Clare sighed. ‘Well I wish you luck in not doing, because I didn’t manage to fight the compulsion to obey.’ She noticed a dark patch on the back of Angie’s grey stretch skirt over her crotch from where she had been seated. Clearly the humiliating idea of obeying the commands she had been hearing had been having an effect on her besides just making her angry.

‘I won’t! I won’t!’ Angie screamed out, before again squealing shrilly and stamping her stilettoed foot on the ground in anger and frustration, and Clare suspected annoyance at the arousal her programming forced upon her at such humiliation.

Clare glanced up at the clock on the wall and saw it was midday, and was reminded by Angie’s behaviour of their earlier commands. She took another deep breath and then spoke again. ‘That reminds me, Angie.’ She then reached for the posture cushion lying where Keith had left it the day before and placed it across her right thigh. ‘We might as well get this over with.’

Realising what Keith’s commands now compelled her to do Angie visibly shook for a time, angrily resisting the programming with all her might. She clenched her fists and her face turned crimson, now not with embarrassment but with the effort of her resistance. Finally she again squealed shrilly in impotent frustration before walking over shakily to the edge of the chair where Clare was sitting, hiking up her skirt and lying across Clare’s lap. She then jutted out her butt across the posture cushion, which as before caused her bum cheeks to form a perfect jutting, peach framed between the skirt, suspenders and stocking tops.

Clare immediately began spanking Angie, and as hard as she could, concentrating first on the central areas of both cheeks, and then working up and down them as had been done to her by Graham. Her hands sank into the cheeks with each stinging slap, and the cheeks bounced, rippled and jiggled under the impacts as loud, ‘CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!’ noises filled the room.

Angie began to ‘Awww’ and ‘Ouch’ almost immediately, and as when spanked yesterday she began to struggle against the restrictions of Keith’s commands. She first began to push against the seating near her waist with her right hand to get her back up from its conave arch and to stop her butt jutting out so perfectly to take the spanking. Clare felt Angie shaking with effort uselessly to raise her back as she delivered full force blows to the still perfectly presented jutted bubble cheeks.

After a particularly stinging blow from shoulder height with full force was delivered with a loud ‘CRACK!’ noise to the right cheek Angie gave a sharp intake of breath from the pain, and the right hand flew from her waist instinctively as yesterday to protect it. Unfortunately similarly to yesterday it found only the invisible barrier cast their by Keith’s command to prevent self defence, and her fingers merely flailed uselessly in the air next to her hip unable to get near it.

Angie then began to cry tears of frustration and as these came so did the words she had been programmed to repeat.

‘I will learn to be obedient ... CRACK! ‘Awww (snivel) and not get angry,’ (snivel). CLAP! ‘Awww! I will learn to be obedient and not get angry,’ CLAP! ‘Yaww! (snivel) ‘I will learn to be obedient and not get angry.’

The spanking continued for the remainder of the five minutes in this fashion, with Angie’s right hand either pushing against the chair at her waist uselessly to bring her back up, or working around the barrier in an equally fruitless effort to find a way to reach the quickly reddening jutting peach to defend it.

Finally after five minutes Clare stopped. Her hand was stinging. Angie’s bottom was still jutted out compliantly through the suspenders thanks to her nicely concaved back, but was now bright red with heat, and she was panting with the effort of coping with the pain, her humiliation and the arousal it was inevitably producing.

‘I think I’ll go take a bathroom break before we swap if that’s alright,’ Angie said.

‘Yes. I don’t feel compelled to go against that,’ Clare replied as Angie rose, pulling down her skirt and composing herself. She teetered out of the office as quickly as she could for the ladies’, rubbing her bum cheeks as she went.

When she returned Clare was stood waiting at the foot of the chair. When Angie had seated herself and put the posture cushion across her right thigh Clare raised her skirt and lay across it, before concaving her back down to jut out her own bubble butt through her suspenders, skirt and stockings.

The spanking commenced immediately. Clare grimaced, but recognising from experience the futility of resistance gritted her teeth and began obediently to utter the words Graham had commanded her to do.

CLAP! ‘I deserve to be spanked for lying.’ CLAP! ‘Awww! I must learn not to lie.’ CLAP! ‘Yowww! I deserve to be spanked for lying.’ CRACK! ‘Awww! I must learn not to lie’ CLAP!

Clare was aware of feeling a steady increase in arousal throughout the spanking. The submissiveness of the behaviour and its accompanying feelings of humiliation inevitably were stimulating. By the end she felt on the verge of a climax.

When Angie finished Clare rose, pulled down and brushed down her stretch mini skirt, and attempted to compose herself. The arousal she felt was intense and she felt an uncontrollable compulsive need to bring herself off.

‘I .. I just need to use the bathroom,’ Clare said to Angie.

‘You as well?’ Angie said in response, knowingly.

The two girls shared a moment of secret knowledge, before Clare quickly scooted to the ladies’, dove in a cubicle, hiked up her stretch skirt, and quickly masturbated herself to orgasm.

When Clare returned from the ladies’ Graham had returned to his office. Angie was stood warily over near the comfortable chairs, however for the time being was ignored by him.

‘Oh, Clare, hello again. Angie just explained to me that you had to go to the bathroom to masturbate after she spanked you.’

Clare reddened at the remark and her pussy just dried after she had relieved herself, again began to moisten.

‘I was just saying to Angie what an excellent job you both did today. Bill told me he was expecting Nakato to go for a massive increase in their fee for the marketing strategy. It seems having you girls around really distracted them. None of us can believe they just signed up like that.’

Clare did not answer.

‘Anyway girls for such hard work you can take the rest of the day off. Don’t say Kempton Pharmaceuticals is not a fair employer. Of course you both need to do some shopping don’t you. Hilary told me she wants you to dress nice and sluttily for your dates, and I’m willing to bet that neither of you have a particularly wide selection of slutty clothes. So take the time this afternoon to go shopping and extend your wardrobes of suitable attire for girls like yourselves.’

Graham then seated himself at his desk and turned on his computer. Clare and Angie began to make their way to the door.

‘Oh, Clare. You’ve not forgotten about our date tonight have you? Be sure to be around my apartment for six o’clock. I’ve written my address on a note on your desk. I’m sure after your shopping trip this afternoon you’ll be dressed to please. And be sure to treat me as any other date. Hilary told me of the programming she gave you girls for your dates, and I must say I’m looking forward to it.’ With that Graham returned to his computer.

As Clare made her way out she picked up the note with Graham’s address, and the list from her desk drawer from her night with Bill which she gave to Angie. Angie paused, suddenly remembering Bill’s instructions, and went back into Graham’s office after asking Clare to wait.

‘Yes Angie? Can I help?’ Graham responded seeing her return.

‘Err ... Bill has asked me to stay the night with him tonight. He said ... he said that he had some ... equipment he wanted me to bring with me to his flat.’

‘Oh. The restraint equipment so that you can secure yourself to the bed nicely like Clare did with him on Wednesday night. It’s right here.’ Graham reached behind his desk and took out a carrier bag, which made metallic tinkling noises as he raised it to hand to Angie.

After taking it Angie teetered on her heels back to Clare, her face flushed red. The girls then picked up their bunny handbags and made their way out – after quickly using the ladies’ again.