Personal Assistance
By Xanthe
Part One

"Filing's done, and you don't have another appointment for half an hour." Kim said, locking the door, and dropping the key into her cleavage with a sultry smile. "Get over here, boy." She waved a long, black, whip ominously in the air. "Now!"

Skinner crawled over, kneeling at her feet with a contented sigh.

"Undress, boy. Quickly. Or do I have to give you some Personal Assistance…?" Kim's eyes gleamed wickedly as Skinner rushed to obey her command.

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"Lunchtime, Kim." Holly put her head around the door. "Had a busy morning?"

"Oh, just the usual P.A. stuff…" Kim smiled.

End of Part One.

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Personal Assistance - Part Two.