Chapter One - Part One Nila.
After Human Resources had placed her, Nila realised why the remuneration was at a higher rate than the usual placements, she had been given. Since the Human Resource Bill was passed in 2024, all unemployed, including students, were graded and signed to the Home Office's flagship new ministry, The Ministry of Human Resources and Deployment.
Essentially, huge numbers of out-of-work, homeless, and unemployed students were rounded up and sent to various establishments. Annila Mahmoud had been a First-Class Honours student, of mixed Middle Eastern descent with her English father and Libyan mother but found her studies had been rescinded and now had been absorbed into Human Resources, graded and then redeployed to Personal Resources.
Kneeling in front of his bed, her Designated Operator (Male) or DOM slept on. Nila knelt naked, her long beautiful black hair shorn to a bristling of black scrub, the mark of the Personal Resource (Female) or PR and waited barely breathing lest she wake the man, on his plush mattress. Her slender body, with pert, breasts no more than a handful. Her flat-toned belly led to a neat runway strip of black pubic hair to her symmetrical thin-lipped pussy. Her skin was a milky coffee, and her eyes were dark as coal. She knelt on a thin pelisse on the floor was less than a few centimetres thick with a mere hint of a pillow. Mr Master's reminder that she was his servant, despite having once fucked her hard on her bed, with her on her hands and knees.
Then he moved, rolled over and then opened his eyes.
"Good morning, Sir, may I welcome you to the day?" Nila used a well-rehearsed and accepted greeting to the Dom. She smiled a false smile, but it was enough to fool him. Or the Dom didn't care.
"Yes," The reply was simple. There was no need to say more, she knew her place and duty.
He threw the sheets of his body. He was just fifty, but his body belied his age. He was lean, muscled and possessed the libido of a twenty-year-old. As Nila discovered in her audition for her placement. He swung his legs over Nila's side and presented his erect cock, for her to kiss.
"Your cock is so beautiful, Sir. May I kiss you?" Nila repeated the worn-out phrase.
"Hmm." The Dom answered. He kept his eyes closed. He wanted to savour Nila's warm mouth and clever tongue on his prick. He felt her lips kiss his exposed glans and felt the pleasing twitch of his sex, and then Nila put him into her mouth and lovingly lapped her tongue against his purple flesh. There was no need for words, Nila was skilled in fellatio and within a few moments, she felt the familiar hand on her head pushing her head down onto his cock, forcing her to open her throat to him. As usual, he didn't last too long, his erection was partly swollen with a full bladder, but Nila had to tolerate a frantic pace into her mouth and probed her throat and then he grunted loudly,
"Ugh! Take my semen down your throat Nila!" He sighed as his release crashed inside him, as his member pulsed and spurted a generous load from his cock. Nila, swallowed and swallowed taking his semen down into her stomach, "Enjoy the protein for your breakfast!" He smirked, enjoying his joke as Nila licked and cleaned his rapidly shrinking penis. Nila was well used to his semen, swallowing it now without notice she was beginning to like it in a kind of perverted way but she was less keen on his next demand.
Once, he was clean, The Dom stood up and then walked to his en-suite, Nila immediately followed him. He stood in front of the toilet bowl, and Nila took her place beside it. She took his flaccid penis, his still large in her hand and held it gingerly waiting for the stream of urine to erupt and erupt it did. Nila held it, waiting for him to drain his bladder and then finally she shook it, allowing the final drops to fall into the bowl and then he shifted his feet to face her and then she licked his penis clean.
"I would like a shower, join me" The Dom sighed and waited for Nila to rise and walk over to the wet room section of the en-suite. She stepped into the shower and set it running. The hot water streamed from the out-sized ceiling showerhead and the side shower units, and she turned and awaited her Dom to enter. As he slipped past her, he caressed her left breast and then slipped his hand down to cup her sex. She knew that as soon as he was erect, he would want to use her pussy and possibly her ass.
"Will Sir have visitors today? "Nila asked, trying to push the thought of his unwanted penis into her anus. The Dom sighed,
"I have my two assistants coming for lunch," He smiled.
"I will prepare lunch for them, Sir," Nila replied, but inwardly she was downcast. It would be a hard day for her today if Sir allowed his assistants to use her, as Sir liked to watch them fuck her one at a time and finally together. Her asshole twitched involuntarily as she remembered how they both penetrated her at the same time, one in her pussy, with her on top, and the second penetrated her anus, as Sir filled her mouth with his cock. Nila was expected to entertain Sir's guests whenever they came to the house.
As she soaped his body, she felt his body tense as she washed his lower abdomen, she expected him to turn round, push her up against the wet room wall, kick her legs open and feed himself inside her as he had done so on numerous occasions before.
