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Diary Of A Slutty Secretary 2

Author: B.E Belle
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-26 08:08:48
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I’d been at Rsy Corps for a week now and things couldn’t have gone better. So far, there’d been nothing difficult about the job at all.

Since the brothers were venture capitalists, silent partners in most businesses they invested in, the office phone didn’t ring more than once an hour, although they did have business associates who called them on their cell phones.

My phone system had a wireless headset that allowed me to move around the office, making a copy here and there, entering figures into spreadsheets, or sorting mail.

The brothers had been pretty much scarce, Erik worked with his door shut Monday through Thursday, having lunch ordered to him and David had been on a business trip.

Things were pretty easy and calm, and I was glad I hadn't expressed my doubt about the brothers to Marie on the day of the interview, fairly certain she'd had advice against taking the job.

Thursday was much like the previous three days, until David came in around one, spent a few m
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  • Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection   Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 7

    Danielle’s strong arms as he carried me into the cave, sweaty and hazed out from my orgasms. The door closed behind us, and he whispered in my ear. “What’s your safe word?” “white,” I said, grinning against his shoulder, thinking of the day he’d ripped my white shirt off after it stained. His low laugh made his chest rumble against my cheek. “white, it is.” He stopped in front of a swing suspended from the ceiling by heavy duty metal hooks, the leather straps on the side ending in cuffs that I eyed with longing. Mr. Grant lifted me into it as if I weighed no more than a child, and went to work securing my arms over my head, then moving down to spread my legs wide, strapping my ankles in with the supple leather. I was opened up before him, nothing hidden from his view. The hunger burnt in his eyes as his gaze raked over my body. He undid his black tie and slid it to the floor, then unbuttoned his shirt with surgical precision as I watched, just as

  • Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection   Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 6

    Danielle’t wait to see you, Vixen.I read the note over and over again before holding it to my lips. I couldn’t believe this was happening. The dream was real, and suddenly, I felt like a very naughty version of Cinderella, living with my kinky Prince Charming. .What’s the first thing a princess to do? I wondered, then grinned. She’d explore the castle, of course!I hadn’t gotten a good look at my surroundings the night before, but now as I pushed the door open and padded down the hall in my bare feet, I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed. Mr. Grant’s home was lushly furnished with thick, soft carpets cushioning my steps, and gorgeous artwork displayed in every room. I examined one painting to see if

  • Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection   Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 5

    Danielle“Thank you,” I said, and we both knew I wasn’t talking about the robe. I hadn't enjoyed sex that much until today and it was all due to his punishments. He smiled down at me, his dimples breathtaking in the flickering firelight. “Is this really what you want, Danielle? I’m not a gentle man. I never have been.” I put a hand on my backside, feeling the sweet pain where he’d struck me, and bit my lip. “Yes. I want this. I want you.” I’d never been so blunt before, but Mr. Grant brought out a different side of me. A bolder version of me who admitted what she craved, who said what she felt. Even so, I don’t think I would have been able to stand it if he didn’t want me in the same way. I’d grown overtly at

  • Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection   Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 4

    Danielle’s profile as he sat in a highbacked chair, and slowly raised a glass to his lips. Something lay across his lap, but I couldn’t quite make it out. He lowered the glass and raised the whatever it was to his face. It looked like cloth, torn at the bottom… I gasped out loud as it caught the light. It was my shirt from that day in the office. The one he’d torn undressing me. Mr. Grant whipped his head around at the sound. I didn’t move in time, and our eyes locked through the crack in the open door. “What are you doing?” His voice was harsh, and I winced at the tone. I stepped into the room, tugging the robe tight around my body. “I could ask you the same question.” He looked down at the shirt in his hands, then let it fall to the floor. “You were supposed to be asleep.” The look in his eyes then, a mixture of sadness and regret, made me do something I never thought I’d do. I crossed the room to his chair, took the glass out of his hand and set it on the man

  • Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection   Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 3

    Danielle“Danielle! Get in here this instant!” A shiver of anticipation raced down my spine and I allowed myself time for a smile before jumping up from my desk. This was the second time Mr. Grant called me into his office today, and from his tone, he sounded like he was about to lose it. Just as I’d planned. I eased open the door and slipped inside, checking my hair to make sure it hadn’t escaped its wrap. Mr. Grant sat on the edge of his desk facing the doorway, perched like a bird of prey. His wavy hair was perfectly in place, but his brown eyes had a wild look behind them, like I was trying his last nerve. “Come here.” His voice was dangerously low. I walked toward him slowly, suddenly feeling nervous. What if my plan backfired? What if instead of punishing me like last time, he just fired me instead? I swallowed, my mouth suddenly drier than a cotton ball. I stopped a couple of feet away from him, but he crooked his finger, beckoning me closer. I gulped and complie

  • Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection   Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 2

    Danielle“Danielle! Get in here, now!”I jumped in my seat in front of the big doors, spilling my cup of ramen noodles onto my blouse. “Shit! Shit, shit, shit.” If there was one thing Mr. Grant hated it was sloppiness, and here I was dripping with cheap soup stock. My silk was stained, the material sticking to the tops of my breasts. “By now, I meant immediately, Danielle! Not at your personal convenience.”I swore again under my breath, and entered his office. Maybe a miracle would occur, and he wouldn’t notice. Please, God, have mercy!“Sit,” he commanded. I moved toward the chairs once again, but he stared at me, frowning, until I circled the desk and perched on the edge. “Yes, Mr. Grant?”“What took you so long? I need you to type these notes up for me, and…” He stopped, sniffing the air. He leaned in, and to my horror, plucked a long, wavy noodle out of my cleavage. I bit my lip, tears of embarrassment burning behind my eyes. I had to keep it together. It probably wasn’

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