ralph walked back in for one last check, it was nearly 7pm and everything needed to be perfect. Anne would be here soon and she wouldn't tolerate mistakes. he counted the balloons for the tenth time and checked the music was ready and cake was decorated. His clothing was super restricted and he was struggling to breathe properly in the corset Joanna had locked onto him in the morning. His back ached from the constant pressure and he longed to slouch and relax.
Suddenly there was a bustle at the door. The first had turned up, the lads from the office - ready for a night of free beer and a party. Michael was there, following them in, everyone dressed in a matching black suit. ralph admired the bow ties and shirts, the only things to show a little personal touch. Reds, green, blues. The ties came in lots of colours. The shirts were all proper tuxedo dress shirts too, most had a flat plain panel, but a couple had been a bit more flamboyant and gone from a ruffled finish.
ralph headed across.
"Alright lads, ready for some beers and a laugh tonight?"
"Jesus ralph, thought you got fired! What you doing here?" ralph shot a look a Michael and then at the group.
"I had a change in role, some thing I wanted to try. Anyway, let's get you some beers." ralph led them across to the bar, putting a hand on Michael's back as they went. An olive branch. Michael smiled and patted ralph back. Right on the laces and padlock of his corset.
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Anne looked at herself in the mirror. It had been a long time since she had done a speech like tonight, CEOs everywhere and lots of people to impress. She pulled down the cleavage of her black dress, her breasts spilling over a little more. Better. She was ready. She turned and the long flowing silk dress billowed in the motion, following her like a shadow. She put her sparkly watch on her slim wrist and looked at her make up one last time. Dark flicks on her eyes, deep eyeshadow matching the shades on her cheeks. Dark red lipstick. She fluffed her hair to give it volume one last time, a hairspray to hold it and she was ready.
Anne stepped out of the office dead on 7pm into the waiting car, her monstrous 7 inch heels clicking on the pavement as she glided to the car. "ralph better not have fucked up" she thought to herself and ducked into the car and headed to the venue.
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Ralph headed back out into the city dusk, waiting for further arrivals. Next up was a bunch of the CEOs including Mandy and John. Mandy remarked how she was surprised to see him as they passed, John ignoring the employee who tried to undermine his boss. Then Anne arrived dead on 7:15pm. ralph wanted to explode in his cage as soon as he saw her, the long silk dress and the amazingly high heels were his focus as she climbed the steps to the door. Her eyes twinkled and she had a mischievous grin as she approached ralph. From the last week, and training with Joanna, he just wanted to drop to his knees and kiss her perfect toes. However Anne was his boss, and he was Joanna's slave, and it was public so he refrained.
"Evening ralph, I trust all is in order?" She asked.
"Yes Miss. I have prepared the stage for your speech and ensured you have a drink ready. Do you want to wait before declaring the party open and starting the disco?" he enquired.
"Yes ralph, I need to freshen up and have a nice long drink of champagne first. I'll call you when I am ready." And with that Anne floated into the club, everyone turning and staring at the blonde beauty as she effortlessly passed on her way to the bar.
ralph felt his cage stir, he hadn't felt feelings like that before for Anne. Maybe it was two weeks without masturbating? Who knows. He watched as Michael and the boys busied themselves around her, Michael grabbing a champagne from the bar and handing it to her. Creep.
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"And the demographics show this company is pushing on into the next decade with optimism and momentum. And it's down to you all. So thank you. Celebrate, have fun, and remember we have work tomorrow!" Anne acknowledged the claps and whistles as she stepped down from the stage, holding the outstretched hand of Michael as she stepped down. With these heels she needed as much help as she could get.
The disco started up bang on 7:30pm, right on time. She walked through the claps and nodded as she saw John and Mandy and shook their hands. John tried to grab her elbow, pulling her closer for a kiss on the cheek. Anne snapped her hand away and shot John a look. She was in charge tonight, these were her employees. He was a guest, and she knew it. She leant into John, holding his shoulder and bringing her perfumed elegance to his ear
"No John. You don't want anyone to find out your secret do you now?"
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Joanna looked out of the cab window at the city she knew well. Still on her break from work, she would soon be back and knew she needed ralph fully broken in by then. She pulled her shawl around her as they neared, and held her handbag tightly in anticipation of the night ahead. It was operation humiliate ralph and he didn't know what was going to hit him. The text saying he was to stay with Michael tonight after working late was yet another lie and she was about to crash his party.
The cab stopped and she checked her watch as she got out. 8pm, party had been going an hour already, she could see a weirdly hourglass figured tuxedo at the door with a clipboard. Ralph. She smiled and opened the door. Sliding out, she put her 5 inch heels down on the pavement, ankles together and stood up, thanking the driver and shutting the door. She took a deep breath, composure was required, and walked with a wiggle towards her pray.
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Miss A prowled around the club looking for her victims. The speeches had finished and the disco was in full flow. She was looking forward to surprising Joanna, having pulled a few strings to get her an invite. This was exciting. Miss A's lips were moist and her panties already stuck to her. She had plans for tonight. As she walked she reached to her necklace, two keys jingled as they danced between her breasts.
Her dress flowed as she dodged the drunk workers and avoided the spills as they flung their arms round in celebration. She continued to scan the crowd waiting to see ralph or Joanna. It had been a long time since Joanna had sent the video of ralph cleaning the toilet as a maid, the security of the video had started this journey for Joanna and Ralph. Miss A looked behind her and tutted, where had Sherri got to? He had been sent to get her a drink ages ago. His tuxedo blending in with all other suits, it wasn't the place to have a maid prancing around. Not in public.
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Joanna climbed the steps to the entrance and as she rose level with ralph, he turned round and their eyes met. His face was a picture, stunned amazement, fear and arousal all at the same time.
"Joanna!" Was that all he could say? "Joanna, oh my god. Jesus. Erm. What you doing here?" Joanna was in no mood for pleasantries.
"You lied to me you sissy bitch!" She raised her voice even higher "I have good mind to strip you to your panties here and now and shove this heel right up you bottom!" - ralph reeled in shock.
"Joanna, please, you don't understand.."
"of course I fucking understand, you lied about working late, you lied about your suit, you lied about the party! You are in so much shit ralph. I suggest you take tonight as your last freedom. You have lost all rights and privileges. Level 1. Get me a drink and find me your boss. NOW! And by the way ralph... it's Goddess. All tonight, you refer to me as Goddess" There were times for profanities and this was one of them. ralph stepped back, pale white and shaking. He held the clipboard limply in his hand, shaking his head in disbelief.
They both headed in to the club, Anne's speech finished, disco pumping and the cake had now been cut. People were already very drunk and ralph led Joanna to the bar. She had never had the opportunity to shred into ralph before like that, she loved it. His face was a picture. She followed ralph to the bar and ralph reached behind and grabbed two glasses of champagne, turning and offering Joanna one. She took both.
"No way. You get nothing apart from water for the rest of the night."
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ralph sat in the cubicle holding his head. How did Joanna get word of the party?! Anne didn't know her. Michael had never met her. He searched his head trying to work out how she managed to arrive with an official invite. Maybe they were sent to everyone's home address and he didn't see it? What he did know was that he was in more crap than ever before and he had no idea what to do.
He curled his hand to a fist, composed himself and left the cubicle and headed back to the bar. The cake had all gone, and after the great speech by Anne his colleagues were all having a wonderful time. Anne was holding host in the corner to John and Mandy, Michael was doing the rounds filling the champagne glasses of anyone looking empty.
He got back to Joanna, and held out a screwed up hand. Joanna held her palm flat and raised her eyebrows.
"Go on then. Show me" And ralph dropped his panties into her awaiting hand. Joanna closed her hand and smiled,
"good. Don't think this even begins to repay the levels you lost." She took her other hand, wrapping it around his corseted waist, and pulled him in. For a moment ralph thought his luck had changed and readied for the kiss to follow. Suddenly Joanna's other hand pushed into his mouth, the sodden pee soaked panties stuffed in and mouth firmly closed.
"This is what we do with liars ralph. You will not say a word until I say. Suck them clean and find me Anne."
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Miss A had selected her next victim. The powerful CEOs were always the easiest to corrupt and had the heady desire to be powerful.
"So tell me again, what do you think of the profits from last year?" She was trying to fit in, not look too obviously on the prowl for Joanna. This was fun whilst she waited.
John was munching on a piece of freshly cut cake as he tried to explain the profits dip. All the time looking at the keys hanging between Miss A's breasts. He found it impossible to concentrate and slurred and stuttered as Miss A looked interested. Sherri arrived back with a bottle of champagne and filled the glasses of Miss A and John, turning to Mandy and disappearing again in the crowd. He was a good girl. He would be rewarded later.
Miss A picked up her phone and read a message, smiled and slipped it back whilst pretending to care about last quarters upsurge in sales.
