Synopsis : Cassy's work week has been an ordeal, but she's only beginning to realize the extent of the changes in store for her. As Jane's plans continue to unfold, Cassy's career suffers a humiliating blow.
Author note : The following story is part of an ongoing, multi-part series.
As I have in the past, I've done my best to incorporate as many people's suggestions into this chapter, and will continue to do so in future chapters! As a note, I've gotten a LOT of notes and requests! Keep 'em coming, and I'll do my best to get as much as I can as we progress!
This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, etc are completely made up, as is the plot.
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Chapter 6 : The Demotion
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It had been two days since my first fateful return to the Office.
That I'd made it through that initial foray had been nothing short of a miracle, but I'd learned a hard and fast lesson on that first day : Don't Challenge Jane.
She was in control. Total control of everything.
Once I'd gotten that into my head... I'd been able to stay afloat in my new world, if only barely.
"Sit!" Isabella stared at me as she issued her command, watching as I fell onto my haunches.
"We're running short on time today," She said, leering at my naked body appreciatively, "I'll get my stuff ready, but you'll have to get started on yourself now, instead of later."
I nodded demurely up at my former Gardener, waiting for her to provide more instruction to me. Isabella smiled, letting me know I'd made the correct call.
"You're getting so good at this," she said, turning to re-enter through the sliding glass door that led from my yard into my house, "One in the ass, one in the cunt today, I think. That should suffice, huh Chica?"
She glanced back once more at me before entering my house, ensuring I'd understood the instructions.
I nodded, and blushed, confirming I had.
"Yes, ma'am," I answered, sounding as submissive as I felt. Isabella smiled again, and I watched Colombian beauty disappear into my house, leaving me crouched on the soft grassy lawn of my backyard.
"Fuck..." I muttered as soon as she'd gone. Glancing around instinctively, I once more confirmed that I was alone in the yard.
I was alone. I was naked, and about to finger my ass and cunt while I waited for my gardener to return ; but still... alone nonetheless.
I opened my lips, and without any further hesitation, slid two of my fingers into my mouth.
I suckled them for a quick moment, coating each of my long index fingers in a liberal amount of saliva. It almost felt routine at this point ; a practised action to prepare me for the next step.
When I was thoroughly satisfied that my fingers were wet enough, I reached down, one of my hands making for my cunt, and the other for my ass.
I reached my cunt first, sliding a wet finger in between the naked folds of my pussy and gasping at the warm, slick feeling I found.
God. I'd only been awake for a half hour, and already my body was raring to go.
I blushed again, ashamed, but kept to my task.
My second finger found my ass shortly after the first had gotten to work. Still perched on my ankles with my legs wide open out to the side, my ass was spread and waiting for me, offering no resistance as my wet, saliva slick finger wriggled up against my tight hole.
"FF--fuck!" I grunted again, though this time with a heap of added arousal.
My fingers pushed inside of me, sliding into my poor cunt and ass at the same time. I had to brace myself to keep balanced on my ankles, but I managed ; I'd gotten used to maintaining such a lewd position, after all.
I stared upwards in ecstasy, feeling the early morning sunrise cascading across my naked body as I began to finger-fuck both of my holes under the open sky.
I writhed as I worked, gyrating my hips just enough to aid in my task.
My heavy tits bounced just enough that I could feel my sparkling nipple piercings in their place, locked around my hard, perky nipples-
If I'd had a third hand, I'd have been giving my tits the attention they sorely deserved -
But I had my instructions.
One in the Cunt, and one in the Ass.
I grunted, feeling sweat begin to form in little beads across my body.
Fuck it. Isabella would be giving me a bath later anyways. I could get a little messy.
I closed my eyes, and my fingers increased their tempo, plunging in and out of my holes as I succumbed to desire on the lawn.
"Looks like you're having fun," Isabella's voice rose up again, and my eyes snapped open, "You almost done, little Puta?"
A slut. Isabella was calling me a Slut.
"I-uungh- not yet, ma'am-" I grunted my response, glowing red as Isabella circled me on the lawn, watching my lewd performance, "I need just -- uuungh -- a few more - minutes-"
It was humiliating ; not that I was finger fucking myself on the lawn in front of my former Gardner (though that was not without its own shame) but the fact was that I was asking for permission to continue.
Isabella sighed, teasing me by rolling her eyes.
"Oh, I spoil you..." she said, her sexy thick accent rolling off of her tongue and sending shivers up my spine, "Okay, Cass. One more minute, then we've gotta get to it."
I grunted a thankful response, and kept fucking myself with gusto.
I didn't need a minute, I realized. I was edging already, ready to cum at any moment.
Fuck!
My fingers slid in and out of my eager holes with ease, lubricated now by my own sexed up wetness in addition to the smattering of saliva I'd started with.
"oohfUCK!" I exclaimed, suddenly tensing up. With a frustrated grunt, I yanked my fingers out of me, and collapsed backwards onto the grass.
"Uungh-" I writhed on the grass, tossing my hands out to my sides in a desperate attempt to keep them from returning to their work.
