Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Ai did everything in her power to keep her emotions in check. The new corporate doll service wasn't exactly advertised, and only certain people knew about it. Apparently, one of those people happened to be her brother, who had waited patiently for his chance to once again have a go at his sister. If Ai refused or left, she could kiss her job goodbye. That kind of behavior was not tolerated by Mr. Wagner. Besides, with everything she had gone through, her brother wasn't going to have the satisfaction of getting her fired. As far she was concerned, this was just another job. She was a fuck doll given to clients for sexual services. He was a client giving the company business. They were not siblings in this transaction, just two employees doing their part for their company.
Like a doll, Ai remained still for her brother. He unpacked the box like a kid on Christmas excited to play with his new toy. And who wouldn't be. The way they dressed her up and fixed her makeup made everything about her screamed sex. Li kissed her luscious lips, a temptation long withheld from him. The once familiar, fiery passion was still present from his side. With the way things ended; Ai knew her brother remained smitten even with his perfect life. Sometimes, the things people wanted most were never within their reach. That made them desperate. He had held off long enough until he found a way he could have both her and her cooperation.
Off came her dress and Li helped himself to her body, worshiping and kissing every square inch. He was a passionate lover; she'd give him that. When they used to hook up it was always about her pleasure and never his, like he got off on her being satisfied. After things ended with Li, it was the type of lover Ai tried unsuccessfully to find and the one thing she missed the most. But now there was a shift. Since she was a doll, it was no longer about her. It was about his pleasure. Dolls didn't receive, they were there to give.
His cock found its way into her open mouth and he began fucking her face. Ai seldom gave him blow jobs and on the rare occasion she did, it wasn't for long. Now he had free reign on her mouth to use as hard and as long he desired. His manhood couldn't compare to the hung porn star that had plugged her mouth, which gave her an advantage at handling him. He could be as aggressive as he wanted, and it wouldn't be close to Keith's package. That's one good thing that came from that film shoot, better throat control.
Not surprisingly, Li helped himself to lengthy head. The face he longed for being filled continuously with his cock. His effort almost made it seem like it was a challenge to make her react. But she knew the game. The many times she had been used as an inspirational fuck on Mr. Wagner's desk taught her the meditative state necessary. This client was going to be no different.
After unloading in her mouth, Li moved on to her coveted pussy. Switching strategies, instead of focusing on his own pleasure, he wanted to make her scream like he used to. Her being a doll was only half of what he wanted. The other half was the human side. The affection. There was a time when she shared similar feelings but that had faded into nothing. And she wasn't going to let him win now. His sharp tongue sent shivers up her spine, but her meditative state steadied her weak mind. A doll was a doll and that's what she was.
Li was so hell bent on making his sister squeal that he simply ran out of time with his doll. The courier arrived two hours after the original delivery and requested the packaged doll. Li tried to bargain for more time, but there was no wiggle room. Her brother was so lost in re-establishing a connection that he didn't even use her properly. As she was rolled out of the office, she watched her brother put his hands in his pockets like he just lost a huge bet. His disappointment filled her with glee. He finally had his chance to enjoy her and his ego got in the way. She would try her best to make sure that was his last opportunity.
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Being a corporate fuck doll meant a lot of traveling and a lot of waiting. Once Ai was returned to the office, her box was placed in Mr. Wagner's office to be processed and checked in like she was an actual doll. Since Mr. Wagner was out, she waited on display in her box. Under no circumstances was she to move or leave. She had to be processed. The way her role was explained to her was that Ai the assistant was still working for the company under normal circumstances and pay. But because the company couldn't really solicit sexual favors with an employee in a legal manner, Ai the doll was classified as company property. When she was a doll, she was as much company property as a printer or chair. And as company property, she could only do what she was told to do. For now, that was waiting like a doll.
However, before Mr. Wagner returned, Ai had an idea in mind. It stemmed from the conversation with Riley and her carefree manner. If Ai accepted her situation it would never change and that meant she needed to do something that would change it. When the coast was clear, she snuck out of her box, took out one of her spare panties and tucked them away in Mr. Wagner's suitcase. If his wife found those, she would immediately suspect that he was cheating, which could lead to personal problems and possible termination. At least Ai hoped it would. It was a long shot, but she had to do something. With her mission complete, she returned to her box and waited like an obedient doll.
Ai maintained her pose until the end of the day when Mr. Wagner finally returned. However, he had a few things that required his attention first. So, she patiently waited another hour. As if she really was a company doll, Mr. Wagner didn't greet her or make pleasantries. He simply scanned the laminated barcode on the back of her neck to check her in. She was free to go. Mr. Wagner smiled mischievously as she left the office, the silence saying all that needed to be said. Before Mr. Wagner could change his mind, Ai grabbed her things and headed out. Her time was her own now.
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Kim walked through the halls of the producer's office lined with awards and golden records. Norris Magnet was one of the most successful producers and the reason Kim was now a mega successful pop star. He had called a meeting to discuss her new branding strategy. For the first year of her career, Kim was sweet and innocent, singing songs about love and being young. It wasn't Kim's first choice or second choice or even third choice, but that's what she was told to do. To the outside world, her career was an expression of herself and growing up. The entire image was a facade, however. The truth was that once she made it, she had to play their game.
The big wooden doors with golden handles still intimidated the pop star. Even though she had success under her belt, it was still nerve wracking to open the heavy doors. Across the office, sitting in his big white chair, was Norris Magnet. Extremely handsome and extremely unattainable. He had a history of sleeping with various Pop stars early in their careers, like a right of passage. It wasn't a forceful one-night stand. In fact, most girls threw themselves at him, Kim included. He was a dominant and passionate lover, and once the fling was over it was all business from then on.
Kim took her seat and Norris dropped what he was doing and focused his full attention on her. His charming and thought-provoking discussions were just two of his many attractive traits.
"How are you, Kim?"
"Very good, sir."
"Great. Great. Look I brought you in today because as you know, you're getting older and there's a shifting of demographics." Norris said. "We need a little more edge, a little more sex appeal for the college crowd."
Kim was relieved to hear that. From the start she had wanted to be raunchy and free to write about whatever was on her mind. But she understood the need to ease her into the business first. The transition from nice to naughty was a story line the media went crazy over. Every pop star did it, yet it was unfathomable every time. Now it was Kim's turn. Partying without worrying about her image, now that was the life she wanted!
"So, to do that, I'm thinking your new image is going to be an airhead. This kind of dumb, giggly Pop Star." Norris said.
A bimbo. He wanted her to be a bimbo. How was she supposed to express herself if she had to act like a vapid idiot?
"Couldn't I just wear less clothes and swear more. Isn't that the usual transition?"
"Look Kim, I get you have an idea of how you should be. But hear me out." Norris said. "Fans, especially men, love girls who just act like dumb objects."
"Pfft. What kind of message does that send to women?"
