Personal Assistance: 1. 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