Their Jobs (Main Version)

"I now own your job." You say, pointing to Rebecca. She naturally looks confused as you continue. "I own your job and define all the aspects of it. Including pay or lack there of." Rebeca seems to think about it for a moment before beaming. "Oh man, i've been trying to get a job for ages." She turns to Megan. "See, told you I could land a position within a month of moving here." Turning back to you she asks. "So, whats the job boss?"

Samantha turns to leave. "Congratulations 'Becca but im going to be late for my work if I don't leave now." You consider stopping her, but if you are really gona test your limits you should do it with SCIENCE. So you need a control group, plus its not like she is really going anywhere in the long run.

You hold up a finger toward Rebecca as you turn to Megan and say "As for you, I own your choice of job. You will try and get any job I tell you to." She squeaks at being addressed directly and replies "B-but I already have a job at the library. Do I have to get a new one?" You reply "I am afraid so, you are going to have to apply for the same position as Rebecca." She looks dejected for a moment before they both look at you with attention waiting for you to explain the position.

You think for a moment, making sure you know exactly what you want them to do. You think making them your personal follower maids would be fun, freeing up Ashley to do more interesting things. Besides, this is to see how they and the public react to their position so having them be publicly visible is important.

"The job is going to be my personal maids." Rebecca just looks at you in rapt attention and Megan looks looks confused as she pulls her knees up closer to her chest. "You are going to be with me all hours of the day you don't have classes. You are to ensure that I don't have to do anything I don't want to. You also will be there for me to vent my lust with." Rebecca nods and looks to Megan who is curled up even tighter. "S-s-so I h-have to ap-ply for that job?" she asks in a small squeak of a voice. You smile apologetically "I am afraid so, I own your choice, and I want you to apply for it." Rebecca touches her shoulder and encouragingly says. "Don't worry, i'm sure you got this." Megan seems to steel herself, sitting up straighter and uncurling. "Ok, um, can I have the job?" she asks with a still timid voice.

"Well, first you have to pass the interview, you don't just get the job like Rebecca." You walk over and sit in the middle of their floor "You can start by coming over here and standing in front of me." You gesture for her to approach. As she gets up her sweatshirt falls back down. Its a little too large and if you didn't know any better you might think she isn't wearing anything at all under there. Once she is standing in front of you you continue. "The uniform is going to be nothing. Not that there wont be a uniform its that the uniform will be you wearing nothing at all. Megan you can keep your glasses though if you get hired. So, next step is for you to strip and let me look at you."

Megan stares at you with a deer in the headlights look until Rebecca calls out from the couch "You can do this, you have to get this job." Her cheeks have flushed crimson and she refuses to make eye contact with you. With shaking hands Megan reaches up and removes her shorts and panties and letting them fall to her ankles, giving you only the shortest of teasing glances at her cute pussy before it is covered by the overly large sweatshirt. The scene reawakens your tired Cock and you can feel yourself slowly growing stiff over this embarrassed girls unintentional striptease. She reaches up and grabs the hem of the sweater pausing for a moment before quickly pulling it quickly up over her head and throwing it to the side in one quick motion. Her hands immediately go to cover her tiny perky breasts and her crotch, leaving her glasses askew on her face. You drink in her soft skin and beautiful form for a moment.

"Um, do I, uh, do I get the job? she asks still avoiding looking you in the eyes while you stare at her petite form. "Hmmm, You are a good candidate. I just have one final test. I need you to ride me until I cum." She finally meets your eyes staring at you with this dumbfounded expression on her face. "Uh, um, ok." While she is stuttering you unbutton and pull down your pants letting your erect cock spring upright into the air. She flinches a bit at the sudden motion as you lay back on their plush carpet and gesture for Her to get on. With Halting steps Megan walks over and crouches over you, putting her hands down to stabilize herself and uncovering her lovely assets.

"You, uh, you want me to put that in, uh, there?" she says gesturing vaguely to her crotch while her face is burning up. "That's the idea." you say. She gets into position over you crouching there and fumbling with your cock trying to get it lined up. "have you done this before?" you ask in what you hope is a reassuring voice. "I, um, never went past touching." She is still struggling to get in the right position, so taking pity on her you reach down, line everything up and then shove the tip in. Megan freezes up and lets out a high pitched squeak. "Come on, you gotta make me come if you want this job." you say. Megan's legs are shivering but she slowly lowers her incredibly tight folds onto you until you feel something resisting you going any further. She stops and winces. You chose that moment to violently buck your hips and you feel that blockage break and you slide the rest of the way into her slit. She screams as her body shakes on top of you her pussy clamping down as though trying to push you out.

You let her sit for a moment until she calms down and you smile up at her tear streaked face. "Congratulations." She merely nods and then starts to slowly move her hips up and down stroking your shaft. She is clumsy at first but starts to pick up speed as she continues until your sensitive cock is thrumming with pleasure with each slap of her hips meeting yours. She is so light You barely feel her weight, but her pussy is so tight you swear you are bottoming out occasionally. After a moment her whole body starts quivering and shaking and she lets out these cute moans with each thrust. You can feel her orgasm reaching its peak and it starts to drive you over the edge too. "Oh, I am gona cum..." you moan softly as you almost reach your climax. Megan lets out a panicked "No!" with a wild look in her eye and tries to get off you but you grab her hips and press yourself all the way into her as you climax, releasing thick pulses of cum deep inside her pussy.

She rolls off of you once you relax your arms saying "noooo... I am not ready to get pregnant." You look at her wiping the cum off of her and say "Leave it. You will have a lot more cum on, and in, you before the night is over. You are hired." You get up, and after pulling up your pants, go over to Rebecca on the couch. Behind you Megan is whimpering as she slowly pulls herself to her feet, The realization she wont get all the cum out of her making her have a horrified look on her face. "Hey Rebecca, could you get into uniform for me? I am gonna have you guys start." Rebecca smiles and gets up, shrugging off her shirt and stepping out of her pants. Her flawless breasts are huge with just a little bit of sag. She looks a touch embarrassed but doesn't move to cover herself as you inspect her curvy body. She is gorgeous, but since you just came such a short time ago it doesn't excite you the same way."Ok, I think I am ready boss. Come on Megan, its our first night on the job!" She grabs the distraught girl and hugs her.

You leave the Apartment and head over to the elevators to head downstairs and see peoples reactions to two beautiful women following you around while naked. Megan has started occasionally hiccuping and is looking around nervously. As the Elevator doors open there are two of the buildings maintenance workers in the elevator. They are both rough looking men, clearly working manual labor for a living. The one on the left appears to be pretty young, with a strong clean shaven face and defined muscles from what you can see under the uniform. The man on the right is more grizzled but with an impeccable mustache that he obviously takes great pride in. They look right past Rebecca and give Megan worried looks. "Uh, are you ok, miss?" the younger one asked. Megan tried to hide behind you a bit as she responded. "I am, ah, im fine. We are just doing our jobs. I chose to work for him because John owns my job choices. Luckily I, um, passed the interview." The two workers get a glazed look in their eyes that you have seen on some people you claim stuff from. They then both smile and you all get into the elevator.

You all quietly ride to the ground floor and step out of the elevator. The maintenance workers leave the building, presumably to head home. There are several other people in the lobby sitting on the chairs around the place. When they look over they completely gloss over Rebecca's presence but give either worried or pitying looks to Megan. It seems the more removed you are from owning something the weaker this whole "this is the way things are" aura seems to be. Since you own Rebecca's job, her actions are seen as totally normal, but you only own Megan's choice, meaning the job itself is still somewhat shaky in the public's eye.

You decide to push it a bit farther. "Megan, I need a chair." you say. She squeaks and looks around for a suitable chair for you, but around you are only couches and armchairs. After a moment of her looking around desperately to please, you continue. "Since you can't find a chair, get on your hands and knees." Megan sobs quietly to herself, but does as you demand after a moment, kneeling down in the middle of the lobby. You sit on her and take a look around and realize something. People are not that comfortable to sit on. Megan has already started to shake from the strain of holding you up, so you slap her ass and she jumps and lets out a small yelp. She looks up at Rebecca with a pleading look, but she only gives her a small apologetic smile.

Some people are now openly glaring at you, but none seem ready to take action. You decide to push it farther. "Rebecca, Finger fuck yourself." She immediately responds "As you wish, sir." Her hands reach down and begin to penetrate her slit, first slowly and then faster and faster. She begins to softly moan and hunch over as her hips struggles to hold her up while she quivers, still rapidly moving her hand back and forth. The other people in the lobby act as though this is as normal as the sun rising, only glancing over at her for a second if at all.

Confident in your results, you get up and tell both girls to stop. "Go back to your room and deliver your school schedules to me, I will come fetch you tomorrow when I need you."