When Brett enters the room, he walks around Devon in a circle. "So," says Brett. Devon gulps in pleasure and fear. "...you want help with that or not?" Devon looks at Brett shocked. Brett closes the blinds. "You want to get comfortable at work? Get naked...NOW!" Devon blushes. "You want to keep your job right?"
"Yes!" says Devon taking off his clothes. He hurries to unbutton his shirt and throw his clothes about the floor.
"Yes, SIR!" barks Brett as he squeezes Devon's face.
"Yes, sir!" mumbles Devon. Brett throws Devons face just enough to turn his head. Devon now stands naked with his hands over his privates. The cold air on his body and the tension cause Devon to freeze in a devine fear.
"Lay down and move your hands. I want to see what type of situation we have. I have to do an 'office investigation' if you will," says Brett.
"Yes, sir," Devon replies. He drops his hands to the side to reveal his average. Devon lays down on ths ground as Brett stands over his naked body. Brett stomps right between Devon's legs causing him to flinch. Brett lifts Devon's penis with his leather shoe. Brett straddles his Goliath and nudges it around with a pen.
"Hmm. I expected...bigger from a guy your size. A little underwhelming, but points for your being my hot bitch from now. Stand up and spread your ass." Devon takes the orders without hesitation.
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