The drama and the characters are purely fictional.
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Part Three
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This contract is hereby to exact the truth about the 25 bets that were made to a Marlene Stocker who won them fair and square from a Camille Brooks. These bets are to be collected as 20 simple orders and 5 compound orders given one a day each and every day regardless of time and/or place as they were initially made to start with by Marlene Stocker. If failed to comply by the person given the orders to, everything about said bets and the evidence surrounding them will be made public in a court tv show where the orderee will be told to comply with said contract renewed completely even if the person in question only had two to go.
Rules
1. This contract will be in effect the day after its originally signed.
2. A simple or compound order can be given at any hour of the day, ONLY once a day.
3. Simple orders have to be concise and cannot be more than one order. They can be detailed but only when the order itself is not clear and precise.
4. An order to renew the contract cannot be given by the person giving the orders.
5. The person giving the orders cannot make public this contract if the other person has not infringed said contract and its rules.
6. The ordering person cannot coerce the one receiving the orders to have sex or any activity that could be considered as sex of any sort. If the true order leads to sex or any activity resembling sex then it is not infringing the contract unless rightfully proven by someone else.
7. An order -- simple or compound -- can only be carried out one day. The person given the orders will not have to carry out the same order the next day plus the new one.
8. If the ordering person infringes the making public of the contract without cause, the contract is immediately null and void.
9. The contract is also void if it takes more than a month for it to run its course.
We -- Marlene Stocker's and Camille Brooks' signature -- both agree to everything that this contract entails and will abide to it to the best of our abilities.
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I, Camille Brooks, hereby swear to do whatever my employers (insert partner's names and signatures) whether it be a sexual favor or a regular one. I will not whine about them and I will follow orders to the tee. Furthermore, for the next ten years I will work and do these favors regardless of my preferences and dislikes.
Signed. Camille Brooks.
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Camille sighed. She had been doing these 'favors' since Tuesday and it was only one day after she had been told that on Mondays she would have to wear a white negligee that whenever she wanted to go to the bathroom, she'd have to take it off, go, come back and put it back on. The contract she had signed didn't specify anything and she was left to hash out -- more like accept -- the details and found out that for the next ten years -- she hoped this meant that she wouldn't be turned into a lifetime slave or something -- she would have to follow whatever the partners wanted and whatnot. They would choose her a new place to live. Perhaps even a car. This had excited her at first, the idea of owning her own car; but it had quickly diminished when thinking of the possibilities involved with that.
And worst came to worst... the fifth order was due today. Normally she'd be ecstatic to learn this, but whatever the partners came up with, she'd be far more humiliated from that than a compound order.
As she had imagined... Marlene's order was for her to lift her arms high up in the air with her back stretched taut and straight and her legs spread apart and do 25 squats whenever she heard the word law and its synonyms. Which deducing her type of work... well it meant she had to do that stuff all day. However... in conjunction with the rule of the day at the firm... Fridays a spanking session at the senior's boarding room on top of the table kneeling in the doggy style position with her legs fully spread and wearing not one stitch of clothing on for at least 30 minutes.
She hadn't known -- at first -- that the spanking session was going to be witnessed by every single employee in the firm through their computers. She didn't know that many were encouraged to take pictures of her in this submissive position.
After feeling thoroughly humiliated by one of the law firm's senior partners taking into consideration to run one finger through her asshole while the whole spanking issue went on; she was told to service all of the partners except Susan with her mouth.
So far, she was being ordered to walk around naked. Some days involved oral or anal gratification for the partners. Some other days, she'd find her pussy being impaled by a monstrous toy and being told to show her pussy to everyone in the office. Many of her coworkers snickered at her and she was past the point of feeling humiliated when the other women made lewd comments about her being a slut and whatnot. She figured nothing else could get any worse than this, but she found out that she were wrong when Lawrence came into her office and looked at her for awhile without saying anything.
"Camille. I think you're a very pretty young woman in your own right and I'd hate to mar your pretty little body with something except... after witnessing your erect clitoris for awhile, I've decided to get you to do this. Come into the regular cafeteria at one o'clock sharp." -- and then he left feeling quite satisfied as to what he was about to have her do.
She didn't think anything else would make her feel humiliated today and she was wrong. There in the middle of the whole cafeteria laid a dentist's chair with stirrups on the side. She feared whatever was going to happen next.
She was right in doing so because as soon as Lawrence saw her, he signaled for her to sit on it and put her feet on the stirrups. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life. She felt she was at the gynecologist and everyone was looking at her as some random guy spread her legs wider and wider leaving her completely expose. She was already wet from previous sitting in that monster rubber fake penis and so it was kind of easy for the man to just touch her and deem her ready.
"W-what's going on?" -- she stuttered.
"You're getting a piercing on your clitoris."
And then she was gasping from the pain because she had not noticed when or how the man had pierced her clitoris.
When all was over and done with. Lawrence put a little tiny weight and hung it by the ring that pierced her clitoris. At first it was a little uncomfortable, but then she begun to realize the piercing and the small weight's purpose. Lawrence wanted her clitoris to grow longer! She wasn't sure it was possible, but walking made her uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable.
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Alas, the day over; she wondered what else was stored for her. Susan beckoned her over to her office and she was even more embarrassed to meet Susan's oldest son, James.
"Camille, this is my son James. James, this is the little slut I was telling you about."
Camille flushed red at the label and stammered a nice to meet you.
He didn't answer her.
"Camille, James helped me with your living situation. We find you a place closer to the office. He moved your stuff into it already. And he's going to drive us there. Are you finished with your work?"
