Daddy gives you an errand.

"I have a job for you Kiddo," Daddy says, making you jump. Really, you had only been starring into space but you were so far gone in your thoughts you honestly weren't sure if you had just been caught masturbating or not.

"Wh-what is it Daddy?"

"Mr Williams wants to look over the proposed contract, but he's such a luddite he asked us to send him paper copies. I told him I would send you around with them quick as." He slaps the folder of files on the desk and you jump again, your so wound up it's left you nervous. "I'll have a car waiting for you downstairs. Take these to his house and see if there's anything else he wants okay."

"Y-yes Daddy," you flush, taking the folder in hand and rising.

You're trembling all the way downstairs. No-one gropes you in the lift this time but someone does slap your ass on the way out and you couldn't help but give off a small moan as you felt the sharp sting. You've got it bad and you hope that there's plenty Mr Williams will want before he sends you on your way. Stepping outside the chauffeur greets you with a curt nod that you barely think to return as you step into the car's open door.

"Be sure and buckle up Miss," the driver calls as she starts the engine and you flash back to the day before, Mr Williams dismissing your safety as he ravished you with deep kisses and you gave away your thong. You can't remember if the woman driving you now drove you back then, but the idea that she knows what Mr Williams did to you...what you let him do...it excites you a little.