More debauchery

Bobby thought on it a moment. How work up to this moment had been preventing the studio from costing him more money than it had to. So if Shanique's plan worked and he got records that started flying off the shelf. While he would have to change his entire business model. Stop focusing on storing bad product in warehouses and focus on trying to find the best stores to sell the good albums.

So getting back to work now would actually be a waste of time. As he would just be filling out paperworkfor plans that would be thrown out. So focusing on keeping Alice fucked into submission was actually a better use of his time. Which, he had to admit to himself, was not what he expected to come to at the end of this little logic trail, but here he was.

So deciding to give her a small measure of trust, he decided to believe in her earlier statement. Which is why Bobby, without any warning, shoved his cock deep into Alice's pussy. The shock of this caused her to let out a moan as she had a mini orgasm from that alone. He then proceeded to continue to pound into her pussy with no mercy. Alice let out a series of moans as Bobby was hollowing her out once again.

She then, in a moment when she had a moment to breathe, yelled out. "Yes, boss man! Take your nigger bitch and show everyonewho owns me!" Alice roared out, seemingly having a major orgasm from just saying that alone. Bobby continued to drill into her pussy, barely taking note of her words as he continued to use her as his own flesh light. Eventually, though, just like with her ass before, Bobby eventually came after she had multiple orgasms, filling her to the brim.

Bobby stood there a moment, his cock still lodged in her pussy, keeping the large amount of cum he pumped into her trapped. He was beginning to pull out slowly when Alice motioned for him to stop. "Boss man, please give me a second?" Alice said, looking over her shoulder at Hobby, clearly begging, to which Bobby merely shrugged his shoulders and waited. Alice reached her hands down and felt around for her panties; once she found them, she slowly pulled them up to the limit.

Bobby, seeing what she was doing, pulled out the rest of the way, and Alice proceeded to pull her panties all the way back up quickly. Which sealed the cum inside. "Thanks, boss man. Don't want any of your creamy goodness to get out." Alice said with a hungry smile on her face. "If you don't mind, boss, I can clean you off." Alice said in an eager voice, to which Bobby merely nodded his agreement.

Alice quickly wrapped her tongue around Bobby's thick cock and began cleaning it. She licked it up, down, and sideways, absolutely covering it in her saliva. Bobby, now having a shiny dick, merely nodded, and Alice clearly reluctantly stopped licking his cock. The two then put their pants back on and stood facing each other. "It has been a pleasure, Alice. I do hope you convince your son to go along with the plan." Bobby said hopefully to Alice.

"Don't worry, boss man, Tupa will do what he's told." Alice said with a confident smile. "Just be sure to tell me soon when you want to have the photo cover done." Alice said, wanting Bobby to know in no uncertain terms she was eager to do what he asked of her. So with that final statement, Alice finally left his office as suddenly as she had arrived.

Bobby sat down at his desk. His mind was turning in several different directions at once as he considered the implications of what his deal with Alice would mean. If it works, money will be flowing in, and Tupa might even stop bothering him with his whining. If he's wrong, though, and this is part of an elaborate plot to ruin him. There's nothing he can do to save himself now.

As he thought on that, Alice was leaving the studio. She was making her way back to her house. Figuring she would just tell Tupa who was in charge over there in the family now while they were having dinner. As she had thought this while getting into her car, another hit her: she had three daughters. Maybe, just maybe, her big white man would like a few more gears for his system.

So it was that as Alice went home with plans of adding to her white man's system of enslavement. While Bobby worried if things were really turning around or if it was all some elaborate trap and he was screwed eight ways to Sunday and beyond. He thought on this as he looked over which shops might be best to sell by the sales data he had.