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scope Prelude
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Julie, Judy, and Joan had been admirer since before kindergarten. When their mother car pooled for school events, etc, they spoke of `` picking up The trey J's. '' instructor, and most of the community soon started referring to them as `` The triplet J's. '' In the fourth grade, Sara 's mother went to solve for Julie 's mother as a cook and housekeeper, and since her mom lived in an apartment over the garage, Sara was added to the mix. After that, they became known to their parents, teachers and virtually of the biotic community as `` The Three J 's and an S. ''

To a corking extent, Sara was always the `` tag along. '' Partly this was because of the difference in economical condition. The Three J's were `` from money '' with coevals of refinement and tradition. Sara was `` working form '' who cleaned up well, but remained slightly an outsider. Partly Sara was the odd one out because of physical differences. The Three J's were from northern European Malcolm stock with pale skin, light hair, and blue eyes. Sara was always slightly shorter, more than slightly to a lesser extent pale, and had dark hair and deep brown eyes. But primarily, Sara was the tag along because of the deviation in personality.

From their metre in pre-school together, The Three J's were all alpha-females with strong personalities and always somewhat of a smattering for their parents and their teachers. Sara, on the other manus, was More of a beta, Vasco da Gamma, or even delta personality and tended to defer to whatever The Three J's said or did. Sara was always the quiet little young woman in the corner who never caused any problems in class. Still, The 3 J's accepted her for what she was, or perhaps despite what she was. Conversely, she accepted The 3 J's for what they were and accepted that she was n't quite their be and would never be as close as these three girls who had totally grown up together.

The Three J's and an S are now college Juniors who way together in an off-campus apartment. Sara, who has very limited financial means, cooks, clean and jerk and keeps the flat as her share of the split, public-service corporation and food. net January, The III J's and an S spent winter Break at a ski cabin time-shared by Joan 's father. While there, Judy met Ron, Julie met Kevin, and Sara and Joan finally admitted to themselves what everyone else already jazz ..., that they were strongly attracted to each other in a loving, D/s human relationship.

We rejoin them several weeks before the end of the school year.

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CHAPTER ONE
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It was a bright, cheery, early Apr morning when Joan walked into the kitchen with her cellphone in hand and announced, `` I have some good news and some bad news. ''

Julie and Judy were sitting at the kitchen table finishing breakfast. Sara, clad only in her black velvet collar, was cleaning up the counter. All three turned to see at Joan as she asked, `` What do you want first - the good news or the bad word ? ``

'' You may as well give us the bad tidings first, '' answered Julie. `` Since you just got off the earphone with your dad, I assume this comes from him. ``

'' And from your parents, '' said Joan. `` My dad is just the representative. ``

She paused a moment before continuing. Then she said, `` The bad word is that we are not going anywhere over the summer. ``

Julie and Judy both groaned. Sara, who had been planning on staying in town and working some sort of summer job, stood quietly behind the two girls. She did n't want to show her happiness that Joan would not be away from her at all during the summer.

'' And the soundly word is ? ... '' asked Judy.

'' We do n't have to worry about getting some variety of internship onto our resume 's. '' answered Joan.

Julie, Judy and Sara all looked at her as Julie asked, `` And what does that mean ? ``

'' Our parents evidently got together last week and discussed the fact that we 'needed some real world experience before we graduated .'They pulled some drawstring and all three of us have paid internships at a local manufacturing plant. I will be helping rewrite some proficient manual ; Judy will be playing sorcerer 's apprentice in the quality control lab ; and Julie will be helping set up a new computer system of rules for human imagination. ``

She then looked over at Sara. `` They thought a business internship would n't really be helpful for an elementary teacher, but a well-paying job on the factory floor would. So, they arranged for you to be a summer surrogate on the product line. It might be a petty drilling, but it will pay twice or maybe triple what you could make at that waitress job you were looking at. ``

Sara was now justify to smile and show her happiness. Julie and Judy, however, were obviously less than thrilled. `` I had hoped to be able to spend a lot of time with Kevin this summer, '' whined Julie. `` But they 're mighty, '' she continued. `` Oklahoman or later we have to do some sort of internship. We might as well get it out of the way this summer. ``

And so on the commencement Mon of June, The Three J's and an S reported for body of work at `` Perfect Pets Plant figure 7. '' perfect darling made and sold everything that you would ever ask for a cat, dog, sawbuck, hamster or whatever you wanted. Plant number 7 was a food processing plant. It was extremely clean, and the temperature and humidity were very well controlled, but the overpower smell of drying pet food permeated the area. Even in the seal off comforter of the office area, everything smelled vaguely of pork, beef, Fish, corn, soy and whatever else they were cooking, grinding up, mixing and compressing into `` perfective Pet Pellets. ``

The first base few weeks went by rather rapidly. The Three J's were obviously enjoying their new escapade into the `` real world. '' Sara, however, began to originate Thomas More and more withdrawn and quietly with each passing day. Although at beginning she would quite willingly part what had happened in her day with Joan and the other J 's, recently she would n't even reply when necessitate how her day had gone. Even more strangely, Sara began to wear a nightshirt to bed that she did n't remove even when fixing breakfast for The tercet J's.

The trey J 's knew very well that Sara was a submissive exhibitionist who had no problem showing her body to anyone and everyone. She loved to run around the apartment naked and would probably go to social class naked if she could get away with it. If Sara was hiding her consistency, something was definitely wrong, and it had something to do with perfect tense deary industrial plant act 7.

Finally, Joan texted Julie and Judy to meet her during their fracture so they could blab out about the situation. `` Something is terribly ill-timed, '' began Joan, `` but Sara wo n't talk about it. She just curls up in a ball on the bed and outcry. She wo n't let me touch her or hug her or anything. I think something happened to her or is happening to her at the works. ``

'' I have to go out onto the production floors and rent sampling various times a shift, '' offered Judy. `` I 'll see if I can witness out anything. ``

'' I will go through the recent report in the computer and see if there is anything that stands out, '' added Julie. `` I do n't know if they realized it, but they gave me a full access password and I can get to anything on that scheme. It had to have got been a misapprehension, but I 'm not going to tell them about it until the end of the summer in case something comes up that I need that a great deal access. ``

'' OK, '' answered Joan. `` We meet here again tomorrow and compare Federal Reserve note. I will try to babble out to her again tonight, but I do n't need to push it too far. ``

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CHAPTER TWO
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When Judy went out into the yield area to submit the mid-afternoon samples, she intentionally changed her itinerary through the steaming and rattling machines so that she would end up in the domain where Sara was working. She had hoped to see what Sara was doing, but when she got there Sara was nowhere to be seen.

A untried Hispanic American char was working as a bag filler on one of the old, fully manual auto. Normally, filling 40lb bags on one of the older machines was a two person job. One person loaded empties onto the parachute and activated the dump, the other pulled the bag through the sealer, which sewed the top of the bag shut, and stacked the bag on a palette. This girl was doing both.

'' Where 's Sara ? '' asked Judy.

The young cleaning woman looked around with a very affright smell on her nerve. `` I must prevent up, '' she said with a heavy accent as she pulled a bag through the sealer. `` I ca n't devolve behind in production or I could get fired. Please go away. Please go away. ``

Judy paused for a moment to read the woman 's ID badge and then picked up her in-plant radio and keyed it on. `` Requesting shut down of bag line A-43. Something does n't look right with the color and the olfactory property seems a short off. I want to swan mix and quality. ``

A dull part answered, `` Fifteen mo shutdown authorized. Remember to discharge the notation in the yield logarithm when you have cleared it for restart. ``

Judy smiled up at the Danton True Young charwoman as her automobile suddenly became silent. `` mare is it ? Or do you favor Mary ? We can spill the beans now. I know you are not supposed to be running this simple machine by yourself. Where is Sara ? She is a friend of mine. ``

'' Your champion is in much very bad trouble, '' answered Virgin Mary. `` She is in the executive program 's office, but you can not help her. Mr. Gloria Swanson is a sinewy man ..., and he has many knock-down friends. They do each early favors. I can say no more. ``

'' Mary, '' Judy continued. `` I know that you are legal. Why does he scare you so badly ? What mogul does Mr. Swanson have over you ? You can tell me. I have to know in lodge to aid my ally. ``

She lowered her head and sobbed, `` My brothers are not. He knows. He will tell his admirer in immigration. Before Sara came, it was me in his office. I do n't know what he knows about Sara, but you can not help her. He is muy poderoso jefe. ``

'' What happens in his office ? ``

Mary stared at the flooring as she answered. `` Mr. Swanson is a very immorality man. He treats everyone very well and everyone thinks he is a keen person, but he picks out one or two people who are unaccented ... or have secrets. '' She paused to sob softly. `` Then he traps them and makes them do unspeakable things. ``

'' What kind of dreadful things ? ``

Maria stared silently at the trading floor, so Judy continued,"I need to cognize what is happening to my friend .... so I can help her ... and you. ``

'' The first off clip he called me to his office, he told me that I was wearing too a great deal clothing and that I should leave my underwear with him. I did n't want to, but he knew my brother 's epithet and where they lived and where they worked and he said that all he had to do was to shout his ally and my pal would be in clink until they were deported. ``

'' I told him that I would go to the bathroom and bring him back my underclothes. He said, 'No chiquita you will strip naked right here and script it to me .'I did, but before he would let me put my clothes back on, he made me stand there and reverse slowly around so that he could stare at my body. Finally he let me go back to work. Before I left his office, he said, 'Make sure there is nothing under those pants but you tomorrow. I 'm going to check .'''

'' The side by side day, cypher happened. I thought maybe he had forgotten, but after the afternoon geological fault - almost at quitting prison term - he called me into his berth. He showed me pictures that he had taken from before. I was standing there naked in front line of him like I was a puta. He said ,'I 'm sure your mother would like to see this, would n't she ? One mouse click and that picture goes straight to the Greenwich Village email account. I 'm sure someone will show it to her .'''

'' He laughed as I stood there crying. 'What do you desire ?''' I asked. ``

'' He smiled at me .'I just want what every man wants ,'he said. Then he pointed down at his crotch. His fly was unzipped and his polla was hanging out. 'Strip !'he yelled. 'And make me happy or your brothers can see your naked ass painting when they finally get back to your grim ass Village .'''

Judy stood silently listening to her history. Mary was now weeping heavily and choking out her words. `` I have become his esclava - striver. He uses me however he wants. The camera in his office take TV. Each time is big than the go. So that he would n't demo my village the characterization of me raw, I suckled his polla. So that he would n't prove the video recording of that, I allowed him to roll in the hay me. So that he would n't render the telecasting of that to my family, I let him fuck my anus. Now he does whatever he wants. You can not facilitate your Quaker. She will soon be his esclava sexual like I am. Mr. Gloria Swanson is el Diablo Senor. He is much, much too powerful. You can not help her. She is lost ... like I am. ``

'' I have power, too, '' answered Judy. She keyed her wireless and spoke, `` piece of music is slightly light, but within tolerances. I recommend cutting the line speed to one half for the rest of the shift to prevent powdering. ``

'' Acknowledged, '' came the reply. `` Remember to make the right notations on the production docket. ``

Judy smiled up at Virgin Mary. `` Now you can keep open up with your production quota without a problem. Tomorrow, as soon as Mr Swanson calls Sara to his office, I want you to page me. Do n't call me, foliate me and say, 'Reminder to Judy that a trace up sampling is needed on A-43 .'Say it just like that, OK ? I am not the only one who will hear it. I also have powerful friends, maria. You will be dependable after tomorrow. ``

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CHAPTER THREE
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Judy hurried back to her lab and called Julie and Joan to let them know what she had learned. Julie said that she would go down to IT and see if she could spill the beans Jeff, the in-house nerd, into pulling up the security system camera feeds from the supervisor 's office staff in Sara 's area.

When she explained to Jeff that she needed to see what was going on in that role, he shrugged his shoulder joint and replied, `` I would love to help you, but I would need a wide admission password to open the surety video recording channels, and they do n't impart those out to low-level tech like me. '' He then typewrite something into his keyboard and moved aside slightly to show her a security sign-in silver screen that said in bluff letters, `` supervisor tier word Required. ``

'' Let 's try my word, '' answered Julie as she moved Jeff over slightly so that she could enter her password on his keyboard. `` My aunt gave me three 'nevers'when she set up my parole. Never block it ; never change it ; and never show it to anyone. ``

The screen flickered slightly and a card appeared listing all of the security television camera in the entire industrial plant, including the office and certificate berth areas. `` Wow ! '' exclaimed Jeff. `` Who do you know to get that form of countersign ? ``

'' It 's kind of complicated, '' answered Julie, `` but I think it was a error. ``

Jeff selected the camera labeled `` federal agency - output expanse A, '' and an mental image appeared on the sieve. It was Mr. Swanson working at his desk. No one else was in the office.

'' That ca n't be right wing, '' said Julie. `` I know Sara is in there. ``

'' That 's what the figurer is recording, '' responded Jeff. `` All of the security measure cameras record to a extra drive that uploads nightly to offsite storage. It was all set up by the security company and ca n't be tampered with. See, there is even a fiddling sentence stamp in the box of the icon that the information processing system puts on the figure as it records. ``

Jeff held his hired hand so that he was pointing to the corner of the concealment. He and Julie watched as the time stamp slowly counted out the instant and bit. `` Wait a minute, '' Jeff suddenly said. `` Something is hinky here. ``

'' What do you intend ? '' asked Julie.

'' See that political machine in the ground ? The one just outside the place window ? ``

Julie leaned in close and nodded her head yes.

'' That is one of the new robotic baggers. I program them. All the operator has to do is put the bag on the slideway. The machine fills, flock, sews and then stacks the bag on a pallet for shipping. It even rotates the pallet a after part turn after each bag. That machine is running continuously. It should be stopping every 40 handbag to leave a lift operator to transfer pallets."

He squinted carefully at the CRT screen. `` And the height of the peck on the pallet is n't changing. ``

He studied the image on his monitoring device for several minutes. `` This is a looped image ! '' he suddenly shouted. See how that bag suddenly disappears and reappears about every four min ? ``

'' Is there any way to see the genuine TV ? '' asked Julie.

'' I would demand admittance to the raw TV feed, '' answered Jeff. `` And that ai n't gon na happen because the solitary way I could do that is if I had the override computer code. ``

'' What 's an override code ? ``

'' It 's a sixteen digit identification number that is built into the root operating system of the calculator. If you have it, you can overturn any and all watchword and special restriction from command command prompt. But only the really big party boss even know it exists, and no one except the CEO and the chief programmer know it. ``

'' Is there any early way ? ``

'' Well, if you have a skipper word, you can use the overide key. That is the first four dactyl of the code. With a master password and the override key, the figurer generates the rest of the computer code using a Fibonacci algorithm. But even with a sea captain password, without the override key Fibonacci start sequence there is no way I could do anything. You do n't happen to live the OKFib, do you ? ``

'' 3839 '' blurted Julie.

'' What ! '' yelled Jeff.

'' My watchword is OKFIB3839, '' yelled back Julie. I thought it was just a unearthly word that was easy to commemorate. Try 3839. ``

Jeff typed respective commands on his keyboard and then muttered, `` Oh my God. I 'm in at base command level. '' He typed respective commands into his console and then turned to Julie.

'' The master video is going into several out of sight folder. There are a lot of videos stored there, including the grummet that is replacing the photographic camera feed. They have special passwords and look like they can be accessed only from one internal and three external links. ''

He clicked on one of the leaflet and then turned to Julie with a shocked verbalism on his face. `` I do n't think you really want to see this, '' he said softly.

'' Yes, I do, '' answered Julie firmly. `` Sara is my friend and she is in some sort of very serious trouble. ``

Jeff moved away from the Monitor so Julie could see the image as the telecasting played on the screen. Sara was naked and lying across Mr. Gloria Swanson 's desk as he thrust into her upturned ass. `` That 's enough, '' said Julie. Can you copy those files off onto something for me ? ``

'' Normally I would say'No, the system wo n't let me .'But with your magical password I think anything is possible. Hand me one of those lowly cases over there. ``

A few minute later, Julie placed the small transferee drive in her handbag. Before returning to her lab, she used the phone on Jeff 's desk to ring her father. After a few quiet words, she handed the speech sound to Jeff and said, `` He wants to talk to you. He said you would need the master OKFIB for the companywide network to do what he wants you to do. He asked me if I thought I could swear you. I told him that I did. Do n't let down me. He said he needs to share some other countersign and name and address with you that no one else can ever be intimate. ``

Jeff 's centre were very wide-cut as Julie handed him the phone and turned and left the place to regress to her lab.

Later that evening, The deuce-ace J's called Sara into the TV elbow room. Joan 's computer was set up to display on the large covert. `` There is something we have to point you, '' said Joan softly. She put her handwriting on Sara 's shoulder joint and guided her to one of the big, soft chairs that sat in front of the TV and then sat on the arm alongside her. Sara wept quietly as the video began with her entering Mr. Gloria Swanson 's post and removing her vesture. She folded each spell carefully and laid it on the table next to the threshold. She was not wearing any underwear, but that was not unusual for her. What was strange was that her ass impertinence were mottled with welt and old bruises.

Mr. Gloria May Josephine Svensson pointed to his crotch and she walked over to his desk and knelt between his legs. Unzipping his drawers, she freed his somewhat large cock, which was totally limp and flaccid. She took it into her mouth and soon it was stiff and ready. He slapped her on the top of her head word and she got up and leaned over the desk and presented her ass to him.

Mr. Swanson stood up and moved between her ramification. There was no speech sound, but her belly laugh was obvious as he thrust suddenly and deeply into her ass and immediately began pumping. He did n't endure long, but to Sara it must have seemed like an eternity. Finally he finished and withdrew his now limp prick from her ass. He reached over to his desk and pressed a clit on a small remote control. Suddenly there was audio in the video.

Mr. Gloria Swanson 's voiced boomed out of the boob tube. `` I 'll rate you a seven for today, cunt. '' He smiled coldly at her and then looked up and smiled at the camera. `` You know what that means, do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, Mr. Gloria Swanson, '' answered Sara. `` It means three with your whang. ``

'' Maybe you will eventually work your way up to a ten and you will be able to go back to the floor without any penalization .... '' He smiled again and added with a sneer, `` ... but I doubt that. ``

Sara again took her place leaning over the desk. Mr. Swanson removed the belt from his trouser and doubled it in his hands. `` numeration them ! '' he barked as he brought his arm up above his head.

A tremendous `` Crack ! '' echoed from the television speakers, followed by Sara 's choked and shaking voice, `` One. ``

Another `` Crack ! '' was followed shortly by `` Two. ``

'' Crack ! ``

'' three. ``

'' You can go back to the flooring now. call up what happens if you tell anyone about this ! ``

Sara slowly picked up her apparel from the table and dressed herself. Then moving carefully as if in bother, she left the bureau. The TV ended shortly thereafter.

Joan cradled Sara in her arms as she sobbed and wept for many minutes. When her war cry began to subside, Joan said softly, `` Sara, we know that he used mare 's brothers to imperil her and keep on her restrained. What is he using to control you ? ``

'' He knows all about all of us .... everything ... our whole biography. He has memory access to our college records. He has access to our credit reports. He even has admission to your parent 's tax phonograph record. I do n't care about me, but if I do n't do everything he asks, he will demolish The triad J's, and your kin. ``

Sara stood up and faced The III J's. `` He has very powerful friends. He can change your school platter. He can switch your parent 's tax record. He can even erase any track record that you were ever born. I could n't tell you. He said that if I did, he would ring his admirer and it would all be over. He also said that if anything happened to him, his very powerful acquaintance would retaliate against you. ``

'' The Three J's have some potent friend, too, Sara. Tomorrow, when he calls you into his office, Maria will send word Julie and she will call Judy and me. We should be there by the clock time you have to go in, but if we 're not, when you go into his agency, just stand by the doorway. Do n't postulate off your clothing, and do n't say anything to him unless you absolutely have to. Let The deuce-ace J's treat this. ``

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CHAPTER FOUR
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The next day, shortly after lunch, Mr. Swanson walked out onto the production floor and told Sara to come to his office in fifteen minutes. He continued to keep an eye on her through the government agency windows after he got back to his office as she stacked some extra bags alongside the machine so Maria could assume over.

What he did not notification was Calophyllum longifolium picking up the floor earpiece. She pressed *19 for a plant-wide page and throughout the entire installation, a cackly message came over the speakers, `` Reminder to Judy that a stick with up sampling is needed on A-43. ``

As Sara entered Mr. Gloria May Josephine Svensson 's authority, Julie, Judy and Joan followed her in.

'' What is this ? '' sputtered Mr. Gloria May Josephine Svensson. I did n't forebode for you three. Go back to your jobs. If Sara has said anything to you, then you know that I have very powerful booster and am not to be messed with. ``

'' To use an facial expression of my father 's, '' began Judy, `` You pissed up the wrong Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree this time. ``

'' You 're the tree I will piss on, '' he said with a sneer, looking directly as Sara.

Julie took a small notebook from her air pocket. `` Dr. Patrick Henry Walcott, professor of Psychology ... Dismissed for abusing female person bookman under the guise of inquiry into slavish behavior. ''

She closed the notebook. `` You were very good at detecting submissive personalities and exploiting them, Dr. Walcott. The university wanted to keep everything restrained, so you pled guilty and accepted mandate counseling and group therapy. But seven months after you started therapy, suddenly all disk of your law-breaking ... and of your lifespan disappeared ... So did you. Two other members of your therapy group disappeared at the same metre - two comrade who were good hack with a impuissance for kiddie porn. Their track record also disappeared with them. ``

Mr Gloria Swanson - Henry Walcott - picked up his phone. `` I warned you not to try anything. I guess I have to let my friends know what is happening. ``

He punched several buttons on the speech sound. zilch happened.

'' You are right, Dr. Walcott, '' said Judy softly. `` Sara is a very submissive personality. '' Her voice became harsher and louder as she added, `` But she is our submissive ... The Three J's and an S. She is our submissive ! She trusts us, and we protect her ! And The Three J's are NOT submissive ! ! ! ``

Henry stared at her with an construction that combined choler and contempt. Julie took over and cover where Judy had left off, `` ... And we have much more knock-down acquaintance than you have. ``

As if to punctuate her remarks, the plant-wide pagination system boomed out. `` This is Mrs. Harriet Walker, the plant superintendent. All workers are to leave the flora quickly and in good Holy Order. You have prison term to stop by the changing rooms, but do not stop to shower. We have a situation in the cooling system that could become unsafe in a few 60 minutes and are evacuating the works before beginning mending. All employees will be paid for the stallion shift. ``

Henry stared out the office windows as all car came to a halt and worker started filing to the exits. `` That was my aunt, '' explained Julie.

Henry attempted to say something, but his mouth merely opened and closed like a fish flopping on the dock. Julie smiled and continued, `` My forefather is CEO of the parent corporation that owns perfect tense ducky. ``

'' And my Father is majority stock holder, '' added Judy.

'' Mine is Chief Legal Officer, '' said Joan.

Julie stepped in front of him. `` Jeff in IT back-tracked all access to your little television. Brian and Billy got a visit from native land security early this morning. They thought it was safe to admittance the works mesh directly rather than through all the proxies they use for hacking. They are very good hackers. They can get into anywhere, even heavily-secured politics systems. It seems that the FBI and Homeland Security have been trying for month to figure out who was hacking into the Pentagon and IRS computer organisation, but the transfer paths were too well concealed. However, once they had the black net URLS and hidden IP addresses that Jeff tracked down, it all fell into blank space. I think Billy and Brian's new savoir-faire will be an undisclosed secure prison position with no window and no data processor memory access - except what the administration might need them to throw .'''

Judy reached over and turned Joseph Henry 's chair so that he was facing her. `` That foreman at industrial plant Number 16 in Guadalajara who was supplying info on the Hispanic working here was arrested by Mexican sanction this morn. He made the mistake of trying to run. They do n't take that very well down there. He will probably exist, but it will be a longsighted fourth dimension before he ever sees the sun again. ``

Joan spun his death chair another fourth part number. `` And that senatorial aide who took maintenance of things for you in Booker T. Washington ... he lost control of his car on the beltway this morning and died in the resulting accident. That was n't really part of dad 's programme, but you can never tell how far politico will go to head off a really foul malicious gossip. ``

Sara turned his chair back so that he was facing her. `` striptease ! '' she said.

When Mr. Swanson / Walcott did n't run, she walked over to the door and opened it. Maria and two other women walked in. They were followed by eight large, angry-looking Mexican men.

Sara spoke again, `` You know mare and Sofie and Carmen. I do n't retrieve you have met their brothers. I said, 'Strip !'''

Henry stood and fumbled with his clothing with shaking hands.

Sara walked over to Henry 's desk, removed her slacks and sat down in his chair. She pointed at her private parts and said, `` Let 's see how effective a job you can do. '' She then scooted down and fan out her legs to expose her pussy.

Henry looked around the way and started to abuse towards the door, but it was blocked by the eight comrade. Defeated, he sank to his knees and nuzzled into Sara 's waiting cunt. After a few bit, she began to moan softly and grabbed his psyche to push him tighter into her crotch. Soon she was using his hair to pull out his face across her clit. Finally, she squeezed tightly with her thigh and held his principal tightly between her peg with her helping hand. After a few moments, he began to struggle for air. A few transactions later, he began to go limp. Sara released him and he dropped to the floor gasping for breath.

Calophyllum longifolium stepped forward. She was still fully clothed, but now had a strap-on suspension in presence of her. `` I think you know the emplacement, '' she said in her heavily accented English.

Again Henry looked for possible evasion, but again, he recognized the hopelessness of his situation. He leaned over the edge of his own desk as Maria stepped between his legs and poke forward with the hard, moldable peg. Had there been anyone left in the plant to hear him, everyone would have heard his sidesplitter. As it was, the security system guards at the gate vaguely heard something, but they had been instructed to ignore anything and everything unless they were called into the flora by soul with the right field pass phrase.

Eventually, William Henry 's screams and cries subsided and maria stopped her onslaught on his ass.

'' I give you a cypher for that, '' muttered Maria and she spat on his back.

'' I would charge per unit you at half, '' added Sara, so the average is still nix. `` You know what that means, do n't you, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is ? ``

Henry remained silent.

'' I said, 'You know what that means, do n't you ?''' yelled Sara.

'' It means ten swats with the belt, '' he answered weakly.

'' That 's exactly what it means, '' answered Sara. `` But since I do n't retrieve I could swing hard enough and neither could mare, we are going to let the brother handle this. By the way, special granting immunity paperwork was filed overnight. They are all now legal with valid green lineup. ``

Two of the bombastic Mexican men came over and forced Henry 's bureau onto the desk. One of the others slipped off his belt and doubled it up in his hand.

'' They 've seen the telecasting, '' said Joan, `` so they know how it is supposed to be done. ``

There was a loud `` fling ! '' and a wow from Henry.

9 Sir Thomas More cracks echoed through the room, each was followed by a hanker screaming from the former base supervisor. When the first brother was finished, he took the shoes of one of the men holding William Henry down on the desk.

Ten more cracks echoed through the way. Again, each was followed by screams.

Each of the pal took their turn with the belt. After the fourth brother, there were no more screams, just small whimpers. After the in conclusion sidekick was finished, the three Mexican womanhood and their brothers left the office.

Julie lifted Patrick Henry 's capitulum from the desk and spoke directly to him. `` You have 48 hours to turn yourself into the police under your own, rightful name. If you do not, we will observe you, and we will fork out you to Calophyllum longifolium 's village in Mexico. I think they will be glad to see you. ``

Judy continued the instructions, `` If you attempt to enjoin anyone what has happened to you here today, your record will be changed to indicate that you are a convicted pedophile who has escaped from prison ..., and you know what will fall out to you when they take you back inside. ``

Henry 's eyes were wide with care as Joan finished with, `` Your savings bank accounts are empty. Your car is officially listed as stolen. Your house has been foreclosed and cleaned out. There is no berth you can run that we can not recover you. ``

Henry rolled off the desk and lay brass up on the bureau level. Looking down at him, Sara suddenly had a very odd smile on her brass. She stood up and walked over to where William Henry lay. Standing over him with one foot on either position of his aspect, she let promiscuous with a inundation of water which she swept up and down his body by rocking her pelvis back and forth. She then looked down and him and said in a slightly sing- Sung vox, `` Who pissed on who now ? ``

As she picked up her slump to dress, she turned back to case him and added, `` Julie 's right. You definitely pissed up the legal injury tree when you took on The Three J's and an S. ''

Joan looked down at him and gave one final education. `` You have five proceedings to be out of the plant or the security measure guards will take you down as an armed and severe intruder. I think you know what company insurance is in that condition. ``

Julie and Judy then said together, `` Leave ! Now ! While you still can ! ``

Grabbing his wearable from the floor around him, he staggered slowly out of the office.

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The remainder of the summer was relatively uneventful. After a lot of conversation, a lot of bid loving care and even some not-so-tender but still loving interaction with Joan, Sara was soon back to being her normal bubbly, naked self. A week after Mr Swanson / Dr Walcott turned himself into the police force, there was a `` family meeting '' with The threesome J's and their parents along with Sara and her mother.

'' We were n't sure what was going on in the flora, '' began Julie 's dad. `` But we knew that something was terribly wrong. We arranged for Julie to birth a master password in hopes that you might trip across something and let us know. We really did n't expect you to palm it so well more or less on your own. ``

'' It was n't exactly on our own, '' answered Joan. `` After we contacted you, you pulled a lot of drawstring behind the scenes to make things happen. We just dealt with Mr. Whatever-his-name- really-was. ``

'' Someday, you will give birth the strand tied to you, '' said her forefather. `` And Sara, you now know that you have to desire Joan and the former Js. They will help oneself you regardless of what anyone else says or threatens. With our patronage, they have the power to act ... and they know how to use that power. ``

He set his hand on Sara 's shoulder and looked directly into her oculus as he added, `` Someday people will speak in awe of The Three J's and their loyal S. Just do n't let it go to your oral sex before you finish college. ``

turn to side Joan, Julie and Judy, he finished with, `` You all have another year of undergrad, and there are some heavy years yet to go before you get your doctorate. I am sure you have many adventures yet to make out. ``

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