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They landed on top of
the building. No one was waiting on the landing platform for them. They stepped
out of the spaceship.
“Takira,
welcome to the Mitahiro cooperation. I’m just the buyer who works for
the company. Since there’s nobody waiting for us, I guess I’ll have to give you
the tour,” Kendi said while heading to the elevator.
Kendi pressed a button of the elevator; soon a buzzing sound was heard.
“Mr. Kendi,
what’s going to happen to me?” Takira said politely.
“First of
all, it’s just Kendi. I rarely enter the building. I mostly work outside.”
The door
opened; they entered the room. They saw several desks. Some were empty, some
were occupied with secretaries. They were answering calls and typing on their
computers. Takira and Kendi approached one of them. The secretary greeted them.
“Mr Kendi
and Miss Takira, welcome. My boss, Mr. Tomaka is expecting you,” She said.
The
secretary stood up and they followed her to her boss’ office. A fat, small man
sat at a giant desk. Modern art reproductions were hanging on the concrete walls.
They bowed deeply to the fat man. He bowed also, but slightly less.
“Welcome
back, Kendi. What have you bought for the company?”
“This is
Takira; the slave cooperation says she’s a top asset,” Kendi replied nervously.
Tomaka
looked at her and saw her big boobs. He slowly opened his mouth and closed it
again.
“What’s her
specialty?” He inquired.
Kendi
hesitated. His head felt warm. He extended his hands but withdrew them quickly.
Then he tried to open his mouth, to gather some courage.
“She…she…she
has lactating breasts, sir.”
Tomaka
seemed indifferent but his composure tightened noticeably.
“Continue.”
The boss said neutrally.
“She’s…err…”
“Yes?”
Kendi took
a deep breath, exhaled slowly, took another breath and finally said: “Horny all
the time.”
Tomaka
looked at Kendi and Takira. He wetted his lips.
“Well, we
need a company girl since the last one got fired. We’ve already spent too much
money on this. We can’t afford another girl. I guess this one has to suffice,”
The man ruminated.
The boss
nodded to Takira that she could speak.
“Sir, let
me say I’m pleased to work for your company. I’m quite sure I can be a great
addition for Mitahiro.”
“I’m quite
sure you are,” Was Tomaka’s diplomatic answer.
Kendi showed
him the remote control and explained how it works.
“I’ll set
the remote for orgasm inhibition. I’ll not tolerate a woman to have an orgasm
while in the company“. The boss said sternly.
Takira made
sure she didn’t show she was disappointed.
“You can
start on this floor, Takira. You aren’t allowed to leave the company.
Accommodations can be found in your office room. Only your bedroom is off
limits for everybody. If there’s anything you wish for, you must fill in the
necessary application papers. That will be all,” Tomaka said.
He pressed
a button and soon a secretary entered the room to show Takira her new work
place. Kendi said goodbye to Takira and they never saw each other again.
They
entered a bare room, nothing else other than a bed and a desk with a chair.
“This is
your office. You can use the computer on the desk to check your appointments.
This button reveals the sink. Press it again to hide,” The impatient secretary
said.
She walked
to a wall and pressed a button. What seemed to be a part of a wall at first
sight slid upwards, revealing a closet for sleeping standing up.
“This is
your bedroom; you aren’t allowed to sleep in the company bed.” The secretary explained.
Takira felt
slightly claustrophobic when she saw the small closet.
“What about
company policy?” Takira inquired.
“You will have
to deal with the employees, of course. Make sure they’re satisfied at all
costs. Treat them well and you’ll be treated well. The incinerating toilets are
at the end of hall on the left.”
The secretary
paused. Suddenly, a buzz came from the computer.
“I guess I
don’t have anything else to explain,” The secretary said, while leaving the
room.
Takira
looked down, thoughtfully.
“Wait!” she
exclaimed.
But the
secretary was already gone.
Takira carefully
seated herself in front of the computer, looking at the screen. Her appointment
would arrive shortly, it read.
“What
appointment?’ she wondered.
She pressed
on the appointment hyperlink for more information. A name appeared: Yithzu
Tsuno.
Before she
could rest, the man entered her office.
“Hello, Mr.
Tsuno,” Takira said, not sure if this was the man she had been expecting.
“And you
must be Takira, the perverted girl.” The man said firmly.
“I can
assure you I’m normal, as far I’m concerned,” She rebuked.
“Aren’t you
wet all the time?” He said taunting.
“I’ll not
deny that. Are you here for pleasure or to annoy me?” she said harshly.
“Be
careful, dear, you don’t want to get fired, do you?” Tsuno said.
Takira said
nothing.
“Get on the
bed, girl!” The man said harshly.
The girl
slowly got on the bed, lying on her back, spreading her legs apart and
presenting a fake smile.
The man
looked at her for a moment.
“Are those
milk tits? The rumour is you have milk tits,” Tsuno said.
“Why don’t you
come here and find out?” She said while making a “come here” sign.
He crawled
on the bed. He took her breasts into his hands and squeezed them hard. Milk
indeed came out. Tsuno slurped the milk off her breasts and sucked her hard
nipples. After a short while the man abruptly stopped sucking.
“Enough!
Get in position. I want it doggy style, I don’t want to see your face while
we’re having intercourse.”
Takira
quickly obeyed.
“At least I
don’t have to see his stupid face,” She thought.
Tsuno
didn’t lose much time, he pounded her as quickly as he could and not much later
it was over. He didn’t wash his hands, despite the fact Takira
urged him to. He seemed to want to get away as soon as possible.
“It’s
always the same with men, when they’re finished their business they lose
interest,” Takira said while freshening up.
Not much
later a buzz was heard again. Takira, not yet entirely rested, sighed. She
didn’t bother looking at his name. She crawled on the bed, hoping it would
encourage the man to finish his business faster than the last one. She looked
at the low ceiling, and then looked at the undecorated walls. She sighed again.
She looked at her watch and noticed five minutes had passed.
“Where the
hell is he? Is he going to show up?” She wondered.
She got up
and walked towards the hall. She found a tall man standing at the right of her
slide door. His thoughts seemed elsewhere. He appeared to be in his mid
twenties, his hair raven black.
“Hey you,
are you my appointment?” Takira said somewhat untactful.
The man
didn’t answer but he entered her room.
“My name is
Mitsu,” The man said finally.
He sat on
the bed, facing Takira. She followed his example.
“I thought
you weren’t going to show up,” Takira said apologising.
“My boss,
he’s giving me hard time. I don’t think I’ll make the deadline. I don’t why I came
here. Maybe I just wanted to escape for a moment.” He said quietly.
“Oh, you poor man. I’ll try to please you as much as I can” The girl replied.
She carefully
caressed his closest knee.
“What do
you like?” Takira inquired.
“I don’t
know. I haven’t been intimate with a woman in quite some time. I don’t have
experience with a-“
He broke
off.
“Think of
me as a regular girl.” Takira suggested.
“I’m a
woman and I expected to be treated as one,” The girl added.
She slowly
caressed his leg further, towards the groin. Takira giggled, then smiled and
finally gave him a hug. Mitsu reciprocated.
“Now, don’t
be shy. Just lie like normal on the bed. I’m not going to do anything you don’t
want,” The girl said calmly.
The man
hesitated but finally obeyed. Takira slowly unbuttoned his shirt, caressing his
chest. Mitsu didn’t object. The girl undressed him until he was naked. She gave
him another quick hug.
“Would you
like more?” She said teasingly.
“Yes,
please.”
She leaned
over the man, showing her large breasts. She rubbed them against his face.
Mitsu, unsure of what she expected of him, watched. When she inserted a nipple
into his mouth, she moaned softly. She pressed her boobs harder against him.
The man closed his eyes, gently sucking her lactating nipples. He drank her
delicious milk. He couldn’t remember the last time he did that, maybe never.
Takira pulled her nipple out of his mouth. The man looked at her. She saw his
desperate eyes. She quickly presented the other nipple.
The girl
softly stroked his flaccid penis; it didn’t take long before it became erect. More
hugging followed. Takira gave him another hug before she presented herself on
his penis. She moved back and forth, from left to right. She moaned louder. The
pace increased. The man enjoyed the view. Takira got off him and lay on her
back. The man didn’t hesitate when he penetrated her. His puffing increased. He
pounded her more quickly. Takira’s loud moans helped
him to reach an orgasm. When he was finished, he hugged her. The girl smiled at
him when he washed his hands.
“Al least
this man knows when to wash his hands,” She thought.
They
exchanged goodbyes. Mitsu left the room smiling, cheerfully.
Takira
cleaned herself and sat in front of the computer. No more appointments were
scheduled. It was because it was getting late, she figured when she saw the
time.
“I can get
some sleep.”
She pressed
the button of her bedroom.
“I wonder
what would happen if I slept in the company bed?”
She looked
at the company bed but then reconsidered. She got in the closet and it
automatically closed. She tried to feel where the light switch was for her
bedroom. She found no buttons to press inside her bedroom. She started banging
on the door.
“Let me
out!” She screamed.
But no one
heard her.
At the end,
she tried to get some sleep, despite standing up.
“I hope the
door of my bedroom automatically opens when there’s daylight.” She thought
before falling asleep.
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