Mr. Watts has a task for her

Kimberly felt like a mouse entering a lion's den as she knocked nervously on the open door to Mr. Watts' office. "You wanted to see me sir?" She squeaked, making sure not to cover her naked body this time. It was a difficult habit to break, but she didn't want to end up angering him again.

The head of the household was reclining in his office chair. He seemed to be taking a break of sorts. The papers were pushed out of the way, the screen of his computer was idle, and he was nursing a neat glass of whiskey, the bottle lying open on the desk.

"Please," He began, his voice just as calmly authoritative as ever. "Come in."

Kim stepped nervously up to his desk, being careful to keep her arms at her side so he could see the entirety of her naked body. He seemed satisfied by her display.

"I see you're doing as you're told. Good." He took a sip of whiskey. Kim looked at the bottle. The drink looked like it was more expensive than the rent on her last apartment. "Now." Mr. Watts continued. "What was it that Nathan wanted you to do?"

If Kim could feel humiliated by a question, that would be the one to do it. "H-he was... he wanted..." She swallowed. "He ordered me to... pleasure him with my..." She struggled to form the words. "With my mouth, sir."

Mr. Watts nodded. "I see." He pushed against the floor slightly and edged his desk chair backwards on its wheels. "Why don't you come to the other side of the desk. I have a task for you."