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THURSDAY, LATE AFTERNOON
Mark knocked and entered Breanne's office. She was wearing a tasteful, but sexy suit with a knee length skirt and a creamy white blouse that was a bit lower cut than she normally wore and a bit tighter, but nothing that really raised any eyebrows. Mark had her and Summer both start going for the "professional, but sexy" look and enjoyed the view at work.
Summer was becoming a bit of an exhibitionist as well, but Mark made sure she kept it fully professional at work. But she had flashed her tits at a couple of men during the drive home and had come to enjoy fucking in front of the living room window with the lights on and the drapes open.
Breanne encouraged her along and was trying to talk her into a tattoo. Breanne was now "Head of the Harem" according to an addendum to her original contract which she had helped Mark write. She had negotiated quite hard with Mark on several items. She had insisted on having the ability to command all additional slaves, excepting if it went against Mark's orders and wishes, and Mark had given her some power to do that. She had given up a larger share of her earnings to Mark to make it happen and he was now getting some handsome income to help him run his harem. She also received the right to review all contracts Mark made and make recommendations. Mark was pleased with her and could tell he had woken up a freaky beast, but one that was definitely pushing the limits in terms of what the contract allowed.
Monday afternoon Mark had identified his next slave to be, but had been very careful about the planning. Now it was time to move.
Mark closed the door and took care of the actual work first. He still had a job to do, and he did it well. In fact, thanks to some inside information from his two slaves he was actually crushing his job. Breanne had let him know that at the current rate he would get an offer of employment when he had passed the bar.
Once that was complete he got down to real business. "I have a file for you to send electronically, with an IMPORTANT mark on it."
"Certainly. To whom am I sending it?"
"Shannon Baker."
Breanne's face lit up with a wicked look. Under Mark's contractual influence, Breanne was rapidly becoming a rather perverted sex slave. She and Summer had already had lesbian sex several times, and numerous three ways. Mark had carefully encouraged her dirty fantasies and was really enjoying the results. He had let her punish Summer last night with a whip and he had seen some true pleasure cross her face. Mark could tell she was already thinking about how fun his newest slave could be.
"Master that is a wonderful choice. Mmmmmmmm, she is a doll!"
Shannon was a tall Japanese-Black mixed race woman. She was about 28 or 29, a swimmer, and had a tight body with small, but very perky, tits. She was part of the criminal law section, usually defending white collar type criminal suspects. Smart, driven, and currently dating someone, but it was pretty obvious she wasn't really serious about him.
"Glad you approve. The electronic document is my improved contract and she can sign electronically. She sends it back to you, I print on your private printer and stamp. Wait until about 3:55pm, send it, and call her in a rush. She's got a meeting with a client and will be in a hurry. She won't read it, especially if you tell her it's a rush job for the company insurance. Play it up and let's reel her in."
Breanne licked her lips and nodded. She loaded up the file and typed up the email. She set it up and mailed it. She then called Shannon while Mark listened in.
"Shannon? Hi, Breanne here. Sorry, I know you are in a rush, but I just sent an updated insurance form that I need you sign right away. No, I don't know what happened, but we need to complete this today and you are the last one. I need it now. Okay, thanks."
Breanne smiled at her Master. "We should have it in a moment Master."
Mark smiled and sat in Breanne's chair. He had his slave unzip him and give his cock a nice massage while he waited and in a couple of minutes he was rewarded with a "Ding!" sound of an arriving email.
It was from Shannon and simply said "Here, thanks" with an attached file. Mark opened and sure enough it was signed electronically. With a smile he ordered Breanne to stand in a corner, close her eyes and plug her ears while humming to herself until he tapped her. Mark didn't want to let her know about the paper as he was discovering that his slaves still had a surprising amount of free will in terms of what they could and couldn't do and he didn't want them to get any ideas about tricking him.
He loaded up the printer and quickly ran the contract. He unloaded the printer, and then stamped and signed the contract. He grinned as he tapped Breanne on her shoulder. "Done. Slave number three just joined. We'll reel her in later tonight."
Breanne smiled and wrapped her arms around Mark's neck. "Wonderful, Master. I just love new slaves! They are soooo much fun! MMmmmmmm, I have always had a dirty fantasy about having sex with a black woman, and now it comes true!"
"Sure thing slave, AFTER I get my fun out of the way."
Breanne giggled as she put her hands together and bowed her head. "Of course Master. But a slave can look forward to her reward, can't she?"
