Feedback always welcome of course. Feel free to let me know what you would like to have happen in future chapters. Please don't write to tell me my women's breasts are too big though. For the record, my first wife was 40D and my current wife is 44DD.
Julie Fry sat in her office, with the door closed, tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. Her world had come crashing down around her ears that morning, and she was not sure what she could do about it.
As the Accounting Manager for Larsen Construction, she had, for the last 3 years systematically embezzled over $150,000. Phony invoices, from phony companies, the checks all ending up in her husband's bank account. She had, like all criminals, assumed that she would never get caught, but she was wrong.
That morning Rick Larsen, the owner of the company, had called her into his office and confronted her with the evidence, proving her malfeasance. There was nothing she could say. He had offered her little choice. Either a certain 10 years in jail for both her and Hal, her husband, or complete sexual servitude for a period of one year.
'Yes,' he had said, 'You can go to the police and file blackmail charges, and I may do 6 months in jail, but you will still do at least 10 years. So take your choice. For the next year you will be my complete sexual slave. You will submit to whatever I wish you to, whenever I wish, with whoever I wish. You will be subjected to the most extreme sexual activities, punishments etc that you can imagine.'
He had handed her a typed agreement and told her to look at it. The agreement merely reiterated what he had just told her.
'If you agree, sign it , and be at my house at 8pm tonight. If you choose not to, the police will be at your door by 8.30.' He handed her a small suitcase. 'This is what you will wear, if you come. Tell your husband that he is to stay at home and I will communicate with him by computer.'
Julie sat and wondered what was to become of her. The thought of 10 years in jail absolutely horrified her, but the thought of sexual slavery was almost as scary.
Julie Fry' 29 years old, shoulder length, sandy colored hair, 5'6' tall and about 150 lbs, a little on the heavy side she knew. Her large breasts, 38D, not quite as firm as they had been 10 years earlier, and her large ass, also 38, were her best features, and she was, quite frankly a little scared about how they would be used and abused.
After about an hour Julie realized that she did not really have a lot of options. She signed the agreement, slid it under Rick's office door, left the office and went home.
She had spoken to her husband Frank earlier, and told him what was happening. He said simply that it was her decision, and that he would support whatever she decided.
At 6.30 that evening Julie took a shower, and then opened the suitcase Rick had given her. 'Oh God,' she thought as she pulled out the clothes and began to put them on. A red satin, push up bra, with matching panties, both a size too small so that they fitted like they were painted on. A matching garter belt with charcoal nylons and 4' black heels. A small black dress completed the outfit. Cut low in front so that the upper slopes of her tits were exposed, the skirt hemmed about 5' above her knees, just covering the nylon tops.
At 8pm promptly Julie rang the bell at Rick's house.
'Come on in' he said as he opened the door. 'I am glad you decided to accept this alternative. Now take your coat off.'
Julie obeyed, exposing the outfit he had chosen for her.
