Denise is hired

Amanda grabbed the rod with the towel and motioned for Denise to follow and turned to walk out of the room. Denise quickly stood and followed closely behind like a trained puppy. Five minutes later they were back in Amanda's office.

Amanda walked behind her desk and sat down. Denise was still traumatized after the bathroom fiasco. She stood just inside the door, her mind going in circles thinking about how she could get away from the evil woman sitting in front of her. Before she could turn and run out of the room, Denise tried to move her arms and realized her hands were still bound to her waist. She looked down at her now yellow stained blouse, her skirt still up around her waist and barefoot. A groan escaped her mouth when Amanda barked again.

"Slut, don't even think of trying to leave. Everything you just did was recorded. I video everything in the complex so unless you want the world to know how you crawl around and act like a slut, you will sit down and sign the contract."

Denise sat there dumbfounded. How had she ended up submitting to a sadistic bitch? All she wanted were some nice things when she started with the App, and now she had no control over anything. At home, it was Jon and the App, and now she's about to sign a contract binding her to Ms. Barkley, the most evil woman she had ever met.

Denise didn't move when Amanda slid the contract across the desk, with a pen sitting on top. She was just about to get up and run out of the office, when the plug and egg filling her holes both went off. She gasped as her body reacted and her mind remembered her instructions. She knew she had ****. Finally, she leaned forward, picked up the pen and signed the contract.

Denise dropped the pen, slid the contract back towards Ms. Barkley with her nose and looked into her eyes. She could swear there was an evil glint in her eyes that went with the smile filling her face.

"Excellent, now you are to arrive tomorrow at seven AM. Don't be late. It doesn't matter what you wear as when you arrive on time, you will open the locker on the right. Strip, and dress in what I will leave you. You will only wear what I give you when you work. Now get out of here." Amanda barked as she leaned back and propped her feet on her desk.