No (Skip to Monday)

Sarah went home and told her parents that she had found a job as a personal assistant. She was purposely vague about the details, of course.

Saturday, she told Ryan that she wasn't feeling good and cancelled their date. She just couldn't face him.

Monday morning, she stood in front of her closet deciding on what to wear. John had told her to wear a skirt. Chosing a simple grey tank top and a red skirt that ended just above her knees, she knew why. "Easy access..." Still, she had come to terms with the fact she was going to get fucked. Probably a lot.

She hated herself for it but the idea of John fucking her again made her so very wet. That and the fact the was going commando as instructed. She just didn't want him to cum inside her, again.

She caught herself touching her flat stomach, again. "Oh God, I hope I'm not pregnant." She had no idea what she would do if she was, so she tried not to think about it.

At 9:55 am, she rang John's doorbell. "Come in, come in!" John's voice was heard from an unseen speaker. She opened the door and found John at his computer like before. "You're early. Good. I'm glad to see that you're puntual."

"Yes, sir," she said meekly. He got up and lead her to the living room table where a collar and a contract where waiting. The collar looked like a tiny, leather belt that could easily be mistaken as a simple choker.

"First things first. You've already seen the contract. Now, you just need to sign it." Sarah didn't bother reading it again and signed on the line at the bottom. "Now, for your uniform." He pulled back her hair and fastened the collar around her neck. "Very good. Let's get started." He turned his chair to face away from the computer and sat down. Then, he pulled down his shorts. His black cock was already becoming hard. "On your knees."

"Yes, sir." She was both disappointed and relieved that he was using her mouth instead of her cunt. She knelt down and took about half of his cock into her mouth. He tried to push her further down but she just gagged, again. So instead, he reached down and played with her tits through her top while she went to work on his cock. While she couldn't deep throat him, she was still an excellent cock sucker. It wasn't long before he flooded her mouth with cum. She hated herself for it but she loved the taste of his cum and enthusiastically swallowed every drop.

"Very good girl!" He patted her head like he would a loyal dog. "Now, you can wait on the couch till I have need of you again. Feel free to watch some TV." Without putting his shorts back on, he turned to the computer and started typing and clicking on things.

Sarah sat back on her heels confused for a moment. Then, she did as he said and got on the couch. Flipping through the channels, there was nothing particularly good on and found herself watching daytime talk shows. This bored her to the point of dozing.