The Boss's Proposal: A Deal You Can't Refuse
Fuck! Kayla hissed as she received yet another letter with her least favourite word on it - "Dunning". She had been behind on her payments for almost five months now. Working a second job next to her main one was close to impossible due to the crazy working hours she had to endure.
She needed a raise or a miracle if she didn't want to get evicted soon. Thankfully her landlord was a very understanding and patient old man. Two characteristics her supervisor was unfortunately missing. Lilah Lawson was extremely demanding, adamant and always in control.
When she arrived at the office that day, she knew that she would have to have a very uncomfortable talk. As if employee reviews weren't stressful enough already.
"Ready when you are, Morgan," Lilah barked, when she walked past Kayla's booth, not even bothering to stop or look up from the papers in her hand.
Kayla quickly gathered the paperwork she had prepared and rushed after her boss.
The first few minutes were quite tense, as Lilah went over her successes in recent projects. The numbers could speak for themselves - all in all, she had done a very good job this year, which gave her the necessary confidence to voice her demands.
"A raise?" was the first response she got, combined with an unconvince raise of Lilah's eyebrows. "Well, considering it was a very tough year for our business, I'm afraid my hands are tied. We can, however, revisit the topic in the second half of the year."
"I am a hard worker and my results clearly show that. With all due respect, I deserve my salary to reflect my successes."
"You deserve?" Lilah's mouth turned into a lopsided grin. "Well, you don't always get what you deserve and sometimes, that might actually be a good thing."
"You don't understand," Kalya grew frustrated. "I need that raise."
Lilah tilted her head and watched her intently.
With a low sigh, she admitted: "I can hardly pay my bills as it is. If I don't get a raise, I might not be able to afford my flat in the future."
"I see," Lilah said and leaned back. "Well, I can't officially offer you a raise. But I might be able to work something else out. What would you be willing to do as extra tasks?"
"Anything," Kayla blurted out. "I will even wash the dishes in the coffee corner, if it will help me earn some extra money."
Lilah smiled a devilish smile. "Well, in that case, I will come up with something. But it will require some overtime and you mustn't mention this to anyone else."
"Of course," Kayla answered immediately.
"Perfect, come to my office tomorrow at 7pm."
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Kayla's stomach tightened with nervousness. It was half past six and the office was almost entirely empty. She hadn't stayed this long in a while, but realised that she quite liked the calm atmosphere of this late hour. She was surprisingly productive and hardly noticed how time flew by.
When the last colleague left and bid her a good evening, the clock on her desk showed that it was five to seven. The light at her desk was the last one that cast a soft gleam into the otherwise dark office, besides the one in Lilah's room.
With slightly shaking legs, she wandered over to the glass door with the golden letters "Lilah Lawson". She knocked three times and entered when she heard Lilah's muffled voice.
"Kayla, come in and sit down. I'll be with you in just a second."
Lilah's office seemed almost cozy, the old vintage lamp on her desk emanated a soft glow while the dark wooden floor gave it an earthy feel. Lilah finished her work and set a heavy folder aside, before standing up and closing the blinds as well as locking the door.
That made Kayla a bit nervous, but then again, she said that this raise would not be official, so she probably just didn't want anyone snooping around.
"As promised, I found a way for you to earn some extra money. And it has nothing to do with dirty dishes," she winked at her and a shiver of curiosity ran down Kayla's spine.
Lilah reached into one of her drawers and to Kayla's surprise pulled out a small butt plug with a post-it that read "50$". Her eyes grew wide and she looked at her supervisor in shock. She could not be serious.
After a few seconds of Kayla's stunned silence, Lilah grabbed a second butt plug from the drawer. It was slightly bigger and its post-it read "100$".
"Shall I continue?" she asked calmly and studied Kayla's reaction.
Kayla could hardly believe her eyes. Was this the offer she thought it was? A third plug appeared and her eyes dashed to the post-it: "150$".
"You can leave anytime, you know that?" Lilah asked when Kayla still didn't say anything. "I will not force you to do anything you don't want to do."
Kayla swallowed hard but nodded in understanding and Lilah pulled two more plugs out of her drawer - "200$" and "300$". Her eyes widened at the sight of the last one. It was huge.
But Lilah added one more on top: a strap-on. Even though it was smaller in diameter than the last plug, it made up for it in length. The post-it read "400$".
"I told you I couldn't officially offer you a raise" Lilah began, "but I can offer to pay for my personal pleasure."
Kayla starred at the plugs. Nothing could have prepared her for this. But she really did need the money or she could wave her apartment good-bye. If she wanted to pay-off her debt, she would need at least 300$.
She definitely could handle the first two plugs, as she was no anal virgin, and maybe even the third one, if she managed to relax enough. For the others, she had her doubts -- but there was only one way to find out.
"I will do it," she said huskily.
"Perfect," Lilah said in a low voice. "Lose the blouse," she ordered without missing a beat and it took Kayla a few seconds to stop her fingers from shaking.
She was nervous, that much was obvious, but she still managed to undo her buttons.
"Now the bra." She heard Lilah say and reached behind to open the clasp.
Her nipples stood on edge in the cool air of the room.
"Come here," Lilah commanded and stood up from her wooden desk.
Kayla stepped in front of her and Lilah's wandering eyes examined her naked upper body. When she came closer and Kayla intuitively retreated, the wooden edge of the desk pushed against her upper thighs. Lilah grabbed Kayla's breasts in her hands and kneaded them, pinching her nipples between her fingers. A soft moan escaped Kayla's throat and she blushed.
"Turn around," Lilah told her and when Kayla did, she felt how she was being pushed down onto the desk. "Reach for the corners with your hands and keep them there, unless I say otherwise."
She did as she was told. Lilah pushed up her skirt und with quick fingers, grasped the thin fabric of her string and pulled it down. Kayla stepped out of it, careful not to move her hands. She had to admit, this was rather exciting.
"Spread your legs," she heard the next order and obeyed instantly. "What a view," Lilah murmured and playfully slapped one of Kayla's cheeks, making her jump in surprise. "I want you to address me as 'Mistress', when you talk to me, Kayla."
"Yes," Kayla said and quickly added "Mistress" when a harder blow hit her behind. Her heartbeat quickened. Did that slap just arouse her?
"We will start slow," Lilah explained as she caressed Kayla's ass. "Have you ever had anal before?"
"Yes," she answered, forgetting the "Mistress" again. But the next blow quickly reminded her. "Mistress," she breathed.
"Good, then we can skip the first one, don't you think?"
