1. Sister Monica's Job Interview


    Date: 11/10/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy Authoritarian, Gothic, Job/Place-of-work Author: C.H. Davis, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... Sex! "Do you like my stockings?" She asked placed her left leg on the desk, running her hand up her leg. " I found in the quaint little Fuck Shop and I had to have them! They just seemed to fit my mood perfectly, don't they?" Chris stepped away from the desk, vainly trying to cover up the tent in his slacks. "Don't tell me your still trying to hide that hard cock of yours? C'mon, baby, you KNOW what I want and I know that you want it too...Don't make me force you, Baby, unless your one of those Sissy Boys! " Monica said with surprise. "Of, Course Not!" said Chris, taken aback by the notion. "Then what are you waiting for? I thought that you wanted me! You gave me that Hot Book, told me dirty stories...What are you afraid that I'm going to sue you for Sexual Malpractice?" quipped Monica "Hadn't thought of that, actually, now that you mention it..Yeah!"said Chris alarmingly. "If your really afraid, we could always video tape it, baby, us, together, on you desk, one moment frozen in time!" said Monica soothingly. Chris slumped into his chair, his hard-on plain for all to see. Monica had now ...
    ... moved around the desk and was stalking closer, unbuttoning her blouse with every step. "C'mon, Baby, Don't you want to give you little Secretary the Dictation you really want to give her?" Chris stood up, all 6' 5", 245 of him, all thought of doubt gone, ready to give this Tawdry little Slut the Fucking of her life! "Okay, Fuck-Toy," said Chris, sliding his hand over her cheek bone, down her jaw to her neck to her cleavage"but, remember, You asked for it!" ******************************** "And that when I always wake up, Doctor. What should I do? I can't sleep soundly anymore!" "Well, I'll tell you what, I'm going to prescribe a mild sedative to help you sleep without dreams, in order to relax your sub-conscious, but, we will also need to continue our sessions here, twice a week. Okay?" "Okay. I'll see you on Thursday, then, Doctor." "See you, then!" Dr. Harrison got up from his desk to stretch his legs. 'Wow!' he thought, 'I haven't seen anyone this sexually screwed-up since my field work with Shawna back in College! I wonder if Hustler would be willing to pay for these notes...' The End
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