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to recede in her mind. She used a damp towel to clean up her pussy.It felt good now, being shaved so close. Of course, it also felt good to have been fucked so completely. Bill had never made her come like this. No one had. Was it because Jack had spanked her first? Teased her? Was it because she really enjoyed being taken by a stranger, at the orders of her boss?
    She couldn't explain what had happened to her. She told herself she had agreed to this crazy, illegal scheme only to avoid prison for embezzlement. But deep down, she knew there was another reason, one she couldn't articulate at first. It was her id—it needed the raw, powerful sex, the submissiveness that Jack demanded. This part of her had been long suppressed. Now it had come flooding to the surface, not to be denied.
    She cleaned herself up as best she could and came back out to face whatever Jack had in store for her. But now she wasn't afraid, not like she had been yesterday, when he had confronted her with the evidence. For some inexplicable reason, she felt free for the first time in her life. Maybe it was because she no longer had to be making any decisions.
    Bill had let her do that. She'd been taking care of him for years. The thought of her lazy husband tarnished her mood. She knew he was eventually going to find out just exactly what she'd been doing to avoid arrest and she doubted he'd be able to handle it.
    "El."
    She shook off her thoughts and came to Jack's side. “Yes, master?” She knelt down, knees wide apart.
    "You were very good this morning. Beyond my expectations. But now I'm behind in my work, I'm afraid.” El shot him a worried expression. “No, no,” he said quickly. “It's not your fault. It just means I'm going to have to work through lunch hour. I'd like you to order me something from the deli. Turkey sandwich will be fine and some iced tea. Order yourself something too."
    She nodded. She knew the deli. They delivered, which meant she didn't have to go outside and endure looks from strangers. Despite her enjoyment of slutty sex with Bob and Jack, she still felt embarrassed for others to see what a slut she'd become. It didn't make a lot of sense, but there it was.
    "May I put on my clothes?"
    He nodded. She got dressed quickly and returned to her office. Her pussy still leaked some fluids and she worried that it would stain the back of her dress. She took some tissues and folded them, tucking them between the crack of her ass and the miniskirt.
    As she scooted up close to the desk, she remembered to spread her legs, so he could see her. Before she could pick up the phone, the intercom buzzed. She picked it up, her other hand automatically moving to her clit, where she rubbed it vigorously, even though she was somewhat sore.
    "Yes, sir?"
    "I just wanted to see if you remembered,” her master said over the phone. “And what's that under your ass?"
    El paled. “Oh, um, that's some tissue. I didn't want to stain my dress."
    "No,” she heard him say. “Remove it. If your dress gets stained, if everybody can see, that just proves what a slut you are. They don't have to know that you're doing it to repay what you stole, but I don't want you to hide what you've become."
    She found herself nodding and reluctantly removed the now-damp tissue. She knew her skirt would soon be soaked through. Whenever she walked down the corridor, people behind her would point and laugh silently. The image of it both excited and embarrassed her, and her fingers rubbing her clit only made it worse.
    "Yes, sir. I'm about to order your lunch now, sir."
    "Go ahead.” He hung up.
    She called the deli and ordered two turkey sandwiches and two iced teas. She wondered if she was going to have to pay for it and how she might do it—she didn't have any money. She reached for the phone, ready to call Jack, but then held off. He wouldn't want to be bothered by something petty like this.
    The delivery boy came in twenty minutes later. He couldn't have been older