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Chapter 17 by Radster23

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Millie's New "Job"

"Okay Miss Parker, I expect a hot porno video from you first thing tomorrow. You can go!"

As Chloe nodded and left Dr Darke was able to turn his attention under his desk, where Millie was greedily running her tongue up and down the sole of his foot.

"Okay, my little sex ****, you can stop that now. I have an hour or so before my next client and you are going to help me fill it. When I say, you will come out from under my desk, but remain on all fours until I say otherwise.

"Yes, of course!" the naked young woman crawled out into the middle of the office, not caring if anyone saw her in such a compromising position. Doctor Darke pulled out a simple, four legged wooden chair and placed it facing Millie.

"When I slap your butt, you will sit facing me on that chair facing me, with your legs spread wide apart as you can manage. Is that understood?"

"Absolutely!"

Millie felt a firm hand smack her ass and sprung into action, arranging herself onto the chair exactly as commanded. She hoped Dr Darke was happy with how wide she had managed to spread her legs for him.

"Now put your hands together behind the chair"

Once this was done, Dr Darke produced some thin rope and tied her wrists together, then to the chair. Tight enough to ensure she couldn't move without hurting her. He then tied each of her ankles to the legs of the chair in the same way. He then stood and faced the still smiling girl.

"This can be a very stressful job and keeping you as my twenty four seven personal sex **** ought to help me relax. I can't pay you, of course, but I will make sure you are well looked after. What do you say?"

"Wow, you are picking me out of all of the beautiful girls you see?! Thank you!" Millie beamed.

"I'm glad you see it that way"

Dr Darke took Millie's phone from the pocket of her discarded jeans and dialled her boyfriend then her boss, holding the phone close to Millie so she could explain to them hands free that she was respectively ending her relationship and employment to become a full time fucktoy. With those phone calls made she looked back up at the doctor with an eager smile.

"Okay, looks like I'm completely yours now. You look a little tense. Is their anything you would like to do to me or have me do before your next appointment?"

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