I straightened my back and puffed out my chest trying to expel the butterflies in my stomach as I pushed open the big doors to the reception area of Fiona's offices and entered the big plush area. Fiona was standing over by the drinks machine and came over as soon as I came in looking a lot more refreshed than she did just over twenty minutes ago.
"Take me to his office then whore," I said a little louder than I should as Fiona hushed me and looked over in the direction of the middle aged women on the reception desk, "Lead the way," I said.
"Yes owner," she said and lead me over to the escalators in the corner and we entered the first one that opened on the right.
Once inside she pressed the number 2 and we started upwards stopping less than thirty seconds later as the lift creaked to a halt and the doors opened on to an expansive open plan office area. As we stepped out I checked out the expensive surroundings and furniture that made up a waiting area come lounge, that sported two large leather sofas and an arm chair in front of a big coffee table and wall mounted fifty inch TV.
Fiona lead me over to the far right of the floor, the opposite end to where the signs for the kitchen and toilets were pointing and we passed a little store cupboard and then came across the end of the building where four closed doors were in front and to our left and right.
Directly in front of me was the door I was looking for and emblazoned across the middle on a gold plaque was the name Francis Mulherne CEO, next to his door about six foot to the left was another door with the same gold plaque with the name Derek Suttor and like the other door further to the left with the name Robin Wilfindon on it they both had PARTNER after their names. Round to the right on the side where Fiona was standing was a set of double doors that were sporting the plaque labelled Conference room.
"Knock the door," I told her.
Fiona hesitantly approached the door and knocked twice and then stepped back.
"Come in," Francis shouted from inside the room.
Fiona was hesitating again so nudged her in the small of her back making her topple a little on her heels towards the door but she steadied herself in time to pull the handle down and we entered Francis's huge office.
"Fiona," he said and then stopped as he saw me enter behind and shut the door.
It was pretty much now or never and I had to act confident.
"Who's this Fiona and what do you want?" Francis asked sitting back in his chair still showing all the signs of the powerful arrogant man.
This is when I had to show my control over Fiona at least, "Tell him who I am whore," I said still standing behind her. I watched Francis's expression change and his eyes flicked from me to her but he didn't look panicked.
"This is my owner," she said meekly before lowering her gaze from Francis towards the floor.
He laughed, "Your owner!" he said surprised, "You just get more and more interesting don't you Fiona?" he said not really expecting an answer and Fiona didn't give him one, "You wasn't doing much owning earlier today young man let me assure you of that," he said trying to belittle me but he wasn't ready for what I was going to say next.
"Yeah I was a good performance from you Mark and Nick, especially when you all come over my whores face," I said as I watched the smirk leave his face, "You see Francis I it wasn't for me setting this whole thing up and sending you that message the other night you'd be none the wiser about Fiona's other qualities would you?" I asked him.
"Erm, erm," Was all he could mutter so I continued.
"Understand something Francis my mother in law here," I started to say.
"Oh shit this just gets weirder and weirder," he said slumping back in his seat.
"As I was saying my mother in law here is my whore and does as I tell her and ends up in situations like the one she's in now because I instigate them and make her do it, now from the help Mark gave me by installing a camera in her office I've been able to watch the last few days activities, and I felt it was time I came for a little chat with you Francis," I said stepping forward and pulling up a chair uninvited, my way of showing that I was holding my own with him.
"Have a seat," he said sarcastically but I never responded to him or his cheap shot.
"Now it's simple what I'm after Francis, I gather my whore here will become your secret weapon in the world of closing deals shall we say?" I asked him.
"Yes that's what I had in mind," he said
"I like the new job title by the way, sounds more professional than office whore I suppose, anyway Francis here's what I want," I said to him leaning forward on to his desk, "For the use of my whore I want to be able to see her in action, via video camera from these offices to our house," I said sitting back.
"Is that all?" he asked
"No I want a thousand quid for every deal her body helps seal as well as my whore getting her percentage," I told him.
He pondered for a moment and then said, "Why don't I just tell you to fuck off and sack the stupid bitch?" he said.
He did actually have a point he could save himself a shit load of money in her salary and bonus but then again he knew the worth of Fiona and after all he was a businessman, "Francis you are a clever businessman I'm sure so you know as well as I do you'd be cutting your nose off to spite your face," I said and he nodded in acceptance of the fact.
"I won't be able to have the cameras installed by Monday," he said.
"That's not a problem Francis I'm sure you have enough clout to make somebody record any events that happen until you get the technology set up?" I said to him.
"Yeah that won't be a problem," he said.
All this time Fiona had been stood behind where I was sitting waiting like an obedient little dog and I thought it was about time I should Francis just what I meant about how she does things when I tell her too, also I wanted demonstrate to Francis that she was more than willing for cock in her arse, an attribute Francis had thus far failed to exploit.
"Francis do you mind if I give you a demonstration of another of my whores qualities you've yet to explore, and I'm sure will be very advantageous when it comes to sealing a deal for the company," I told him.
"Feel free, anything that'll bring in the money," he said.
Without even looking at Fiona I gave her, her first instruction, "Take off your blouse, skirt and bra and then stand here facing that way," I said to her pointing at the floor just to the side of my chair and desk and then at the windowed wall.
A few minutes later Fiona was facing away from me in only her knickers and suspender set and heels, and I was ready to give her next instruction, "Roll your knickers down as you bend forward but leave them around your knees and then open your legs as wide as your knickers will allow," I told her.
I looked at Francis who was transfixed on the sight of Fiona doing exactly as I commanded as her puffy swollen cunt came in to view as her knickers rolled over her shapely arse and thighs. She followed my instructions to the letter and was now bent over in front of us with her legs a little over shoulder width, her knickers stretched between her knees and her hands on the floor. Her big breasts were visible between her legs and swung like pendulums as her body moved slightly as her balance shifted.
"Looks like you and the others gave her pussy a good workout today Francis," I said reaching out and running my forefinger down the length of her swollen lips from the bottom off her arse crack to her clit which made her sigh a little, "You know Francis there is nothing much better than seeing your whore with a well fucked pussy, always gives me a good solid erection," I said laughing to myself.
"Yeah if you don't mind me saying she has certainly had her share of cock today," he said almost embarrassed to be talking about her in front of me.
"Talk about her how you like Francis she is just a whore after all, the only rules I have is no pain games and she never comes home marked as she has a husband still living at home," I said to Francis, "Well he's living there at the minute shall we say," I added and wondered if Fiona would of registered my comment.
"You won't have to worry about that it won't be beneficial for me to have Fiona marked or off in pain will it," he said.
"Anyway back to more pressing matters, whore do you want my cock in your pussy?" I asked her.
"I always want your cock owner but I'm very sore," she said looking at me through her legs.
"You better get your arse ready for me then whore," I said to her and out of the corner of my eye saw a filthy smirk spread across her bosses face.
"May I move position owner?" she asked.
"No, that position is fine," I told her.
Fiona's right hand planted itself more firmly on the floor giving herself more support so that she could bring her left hand up over her bum just enough to feed one and then two fingers in to her tight arsehole.
"Oooooo," she moaned as her two fingers began moving in and out with ever greater ease so that eventually she was not only pumping her own anus in and out she was circling them around and around loosening herself in preparation for my cock.
