She bit firmly on her bottom lip while rolling on those sexy stockings attaching them to a sheer suspender belt. Squeezing her ample tits into a tiny quarter cup bra, a bra so small no matter how much she tried something would pop out, then she was dragging the tight tiny skirt over her firm thighs god she had never been in anything so short. When she was fully dressed if dressed was the word, she applied the slutty make-up has she had been instructed via a I -pad on the dressing table ruby red lips and charcoal eyes. Once again she looked at herself, make-up thick dark and yes, slutty.
Blouse so tight much to small buttons bursting, over that tiny bra showing her massive tits fully, nipples long and hard pushing at the blouse material there was no where to hide her massive tits, her legs looked so long with her bottom pushed even higher by those super high heels. The skirt so short her bottom cheeks and pussy were almost on show below it, hanging out each side of the tiny sheer black thong she wore below the skirt was a mass of curly pubic hair, she new when she moved in any direction everything would be on show.
She could not believe herself but looking like a whore was making her pussy wet, not only wet but soppy wet a dead give away she new she was excited and turned on, an old man was going to be ogling her body and she was excited. Even has she walked back into the office she new he would smell her arousal.
Robert stood leaning on the front of his desk, relaxed with a knowing expression on his face. “Ah Ruth so you decided to try the outfit such a good girl, you look very mmmm yes slutty” trying hard to cover her breasts she muttered “please no I’m not…….” he smiled “but Ruth your wearing the outfit, the outfit of a slut it looks so good on you, and may I add you smell like a slut. Are you excited Ruth, well are you Ruth” he lifted his mobile and started to take her picture “no sir please you can’t take pictures” once more that smile “I like the sir Ruth SIR OR MASTER from now on, oh and yes I can and will take pictures, that is if you want to keep your position. Now be a good girl and do just has I say” Ruth gave a hardly noticeable nod of compliance. “walk up and down for me Ruth, yes you have such a good figure, does your husband tell you that Ruth, such long sexy legs, and big tits they look so good in that blouse.
Sit on the leather chair yes it is low, right back that’s it good girl” he was stood above her looking at her exposed stocking clad thighs, the tiny skirt caught in the gripping leather chair was worse than useless her tiny thong was clearly on view to this perverse older man. What was worse her face was level with Robert’s crotch, and she could make out his erection growing all the time if that were real he was massive, just like the men in the porn video’s she imagined the girls sucking on them she wanted to touch her pussy she had that familiar itch, Robert brought her back from her dreams. “Now be a good girl stand for me again, walk to the desk, hands on the edge bend at the waist, a little more, now spread your feet wider” Ruth new her arse was on full show why was she obeying this old man, she new full well she was enjoying being dominated she wanted to be submissive to be Robert’s submissive.
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