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Levine Livingston was the Controller of Kimberly-Clark. He oversaw the company’s accounting and had spent many years working there. Today he would have his annual meeting with the CEO explaining the company’s financial performance over the previous year. “Sales have fallen off a cliff. Sales of our incontinence products have steadily fallen over the past… Read More »
Paine’s Nursery Mr. Paine was a psychologist of the worst sort. He understood what made people tick. He knew what frightened them. He delighted in the mental anguish of others (especially women). The scion of a wealthy family, Paine was no stranger to money. His father Tom was the executive of a food processing company.… Read More »
I can’t believe I’m going through with this. If I wasn’t desperate for the money, I never would have agreed to become someone’s sex slave for two weeks. Amazing what $50,000 can convince a person to do, especially when they’re in danger of losing their house. Under normal circumstances, I would have assumed he simply… Read More »
I waited up half the night for Patti, my 25 year old daughter to get home. It really angered me that she would defy me and show such disrespect. Oh, I suppose you’re wondering why should I care, after all she is old enough right?..Well let me explain a few things so that you might… Read More »
?Nice to meet you,? Ms. Johnson said warmly as she reached over and took her hand. ?I?m honored to meet you,? Jordan replied sweetly, ?I?ve heard so much about how you?ve turned problem boys around. I only hope I can do as well when Chrissie comes home.? ?Oh, you?ll do fine,? Ms. Johnson assured her,… Read More »
The two of them laughed as Ms. Johnson carefully lifted her heavy breast out of the lace cup of her push-up bra, positioning it before Timmy?s brightly blushing face. ?Here you are Sissy,? she said soothingly, ?Time for baby?s milk.? Timmy squirmed uncomfortably and made a half hearted attempt to move away but Ms. Johnson… Read More »
Timmy obviously didn?t like that response and he sniffled in silence, fighting back the tears that threatened to overwhelm the chastised sissy. Finally, I finished his nails and a part of me took a measure of pride in how well they came out. Timmy looked even prissier than he did before, if that was even… Read More »
After a short while, I found myself upstairs, moving down the hallway in the general direction of Ms. Johnson?s bedroom. I felt full of nervous, sexual tension and my little wiener constantly twitched within the encircling bonds of my chastity device. Up ahead, I could faintly hear the sounds of Ms. Johnson?s voice, filtering out… Read More »
My buns were still pink and sore from her earlier paddling and when the hard, unyielding oak instrument slapped them again, it was like an explosion of wasps had descended on my poor fanny. SMA-ACKKK!!! I wailed miserably and scissored my feet, even though they were tangled within my plastic panties. With a stinging wallop,… Read More »