Introduction 2

John Clinton waited for Marie to appear before him in one of her little outfits, prepared to give him what he wanted for a month now. Hell, it was the only reason he?d promoted her from that dim little job as an office monkey. She didn't appear but her e-mail did.

'Go........ Fuck....... your...... ass...... Sir!!!!'

John frowned. That was the last straw. He'd been patient. He'd been cordial. Now he was just pissed. He decided he'd use the 'room' after all. But first to acquire his secretary to a late night training session.

He took a cloth out of his desk and covered it with chloroform. It was already late. Most of the office workers had gone home. He checked down the hall anyway. He wanted to make sure no one came in.

Quietly, he snuck into the adjoining room where Marie type up a report. John flicked off the lights and before Marie could figure out what was going on, he grabbed her and pressed the cloth to her face. Moments later she was out cold.

John grinned. So she wanted him to go fuck ass huh? Well he'd fuck her ass, then. Making sure the halls were clear, he headed down to the executive parking lot and headed to home where his 'special training room' would soon be used.