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Chapter 11 by Jnightshade Jnightshade

What awaits you at The Company?

A Busy Day

You walk in to find Curtiss waiting for you.

“Wendy, darling, your improvements to the formula are incredible. We’ve added a seven figure bonus to your bank account and to keep you motivated The Company would like to offer you one tenth of one percent of sales.”

Your jaw drops. You’re one rich bitch. “Thank you, Curtiss. That is certainly motivating.”

“I have a meeting but I’ll be back down shortly.”

You check your stopwatch. It reads twenty seven hours. Of course you screwed up your data when you popped another pill. Fortunately, you still have Renna.

You phone rings about an hour later. Your stopwatch reads about twenty four hours fifteen minutes.

“Mom...oh, god...mom...”

“Calm down, Renna.”

“So messed up...everything is wrong.”

“Relax, Renna. Why don’t you swing into mommy’s work. I have another pill waiting for you.”

“Pill...pill...pill...coming.”

You smile. This should be interesting.

You busy yourself looking at some data.

“Wendy, I’m back.”

You turn to see Curtiss. “I want to see how this is manufactured.”

“Of course. I can take you no.”

“Not yet. Renna should be along any moment.”

Renna bursts in crying. “God, feel bad...bad...bad.”

“I have your pill Renna. But, you’ll have to work for it.”

“Work...work...work?”

“Yes, Renna. This is my boss, Curtis. I want you to suck his cock.”

“Mom!” She bursts into tears.

You show her the pill. She falls to her knees and takes Curtiss’ shaft in her mouth. She manages a decent blow job, despite her sobbing the entire time. You watch Curtis cum.

“Nice job, Renna.” You hand her the pill.

She swallows the pill then smiles beatifically.

“Thanks mom.” She licks her lips. “Sorry about the sloppy blow job. Next time I’ll do better.”

Curtis laughs. “I found it quite refreshing.”

You hand Renna a dram of a dozen pills. “You’ll need these for Liza and Brad. Make sure to have some fun with them.”

Renna grins an evil grin. “Thanks mom!”

She rushes out, no doubt planning something wicked for her friends. You turn to Curtis.

“Well are we going to tour or fuck?”

Tour or fuck?

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