I made my money running a bodyguard agency, I started as a driver ferrying the fille back and Forth from occupation then got moved up to running the agency when the father family had some family problems and had to go on. The girlfriend decided what they do and don't want to do and when they want to work and all I do is place the adverts and run the phones to take the bookings, I don't count myself to be a PIMP but everyone's got there own opinions.

The agency is very successful and I have opened diverse sitting room over the country, also I have bought numerous menage and flat from them to mesh from. The main problem I have is moving the money and I am always looking out for new business ideas.

My best friends crony's girl was interested in buying the hair pub that she worked in when it came up for sale but was unable to raise the finances, my mate asked me if I would concern in helping out so I looked into it. Now I know nix about running a hair's-breadth saloon but Sara really concerned me, mid thirties she is a cut across area smuggler with a cover girl body. I had a lunch with her where we discussed how the business organisation was doing and how we could improve on the business, she flirted like nutcase and the melodic theme really appealed so I made the funds available to buy the business.

Sara took over the patronage, and I became a silent pardner. We re-decorated the assumption and made an upstairs space into different treatment rooms, I also ensured that a top of the range security organization was installed and within three month the business was flourishing.

Everything was going o.k. until my checkmate told me that Sara and Ben ( his crony ) had split up and Ben had moved back into his dads house, Sara was refusing to move out of there family even though the mortgage was nearly two thousand pound a calendar month, on taking the occupation over Sara had upgraded her car to a flash Mercedes variation car, basically her out exit where greater than her income and I needed to find out how she was making closing meet. I went through the CCTV footage as it soon became ostensible that Sara was helping herself to the taking under ringing several appointments and pocketing the money at the end of the night and it wasn't just late the recording showed she had been doing it for at least six months. I compiled a dossier and arranged to meet up with her.

It was a very confident Sara that met me for tiffin ; she acted like butter wouldn't thaw in her mouth. We chatted about how the job was doing and how we could meliorate turnover, we chatted about her splitting up with Ben and how it had affected her, I asked if she was ok financially and if she needed any extra help all the time propping for little coup d'oeil of helplessness, the meal came to an end and Sara was rounding up our conversation by saying how everything would be ok and that I shouldn't concern, I took the chance to hand over a copy of the grounds I had collected and sat and watched as the gloss drained from her face.

I had data processor stills of her taking the money out of the money box and placing it in her bag, I showed her footage on my iPad of her under ringing transactions, I even had some of my date going into the premiss having treatments done her charging them full price and giving them receipts whilst pocketing the remainder. The evidence against her was huge Sara tried to feebly explain that since Ben had left things had been tight but the evidence showed that it went back before that, she was stuck. As she sat at the table sob I told her I wanted her to think of a solution to the problem by the weekend whereby we could be active on from the situation without me having to cover her to the police.

It was a completely different Sara that came to my door Fri evening, she had been on to my first mate to have a Son with me about the cash, but he told her he couldn't get involved. Shed been on to her step dad Steve because he knew a few gamy people, the job was I knew the Same people and they where told the stance was both business and personal and had decided to stay out of it. Sara really didn't have any way to turn to nominate the problem go away and had decided to offer her surrender from the beauty salon. She told me that selling her home wouldn't make any remainder as she had damaging fairness and could only put up five exalted towards what she had taken.

This information wasn't new to me and as I said before I don't make my girls do any thing they don't want to do. I had an offer for Sara, one that would do good me greatly but would also offer her a coup d'oeil of promise. I explained that her leaving really wouldn't benefit me or the business as she had regular's client who only liked seeing her, I know absolutely naught of running a salon and had no intention of tying myself up with learning the Mexican valium, I needed her to remain at the job and she needed to carry on working to pay off her mortgage, quite simply I wanted her to be my hard worker.

She looked horrified at the candidate, some how I don't believe she thought I was serious, so I went over the facts again this time explaining that she owed me £24k plus six month interest, if the constabulary got involved she would experience a criminal phonograph recording and no job, her name would be in the local anesthetic papers and the chances of getting another job would be pretty slim down. Shed loose her home her car and would probably hold to incite back in with her mum. Or if she will became my slave she could keep every thing, it wasn't as if she had a boyfriend so she wouldn't be cheating, all that would convert is that she would be at my beck call to do anything I wanted her to do. I told her to go away again and think about it and get in striking with me within 24 hours. Sara ran out of my house crying but I knew deep down she didn't have an option.

Saturday afternoon Sara phoned me and just said"ok"I told her I wanted her at my home at 8 that dark, dressed sexily and we would go over what I expected from her in More details. 8 on the dot there was a knock at the room access in walked a sexy yet upset Sara, she looked down at the floor as she walked into my presence room and stood waiting for command. I walked around inspecting my new romp thing ; I squeezed her titmouse through blouse and playfully smacked her can. I then told her to remove her clothes so the fun could begin.

Hesitantly she removed her clothes and folded them up and placed them on the rachis of the chair. Sara tried to hide her reserve from me by folding her coat of arms across her thorax and placing a mitt over privates. I told her to put her munition down by the side of her waistline and to push her chest out. Her pussy tomentum had been trimmed and shaped, I told her from now on she will keep it shaved completely and will send me casual film. Her knocker where magnificent, not tremendous but a nice handful, I lifted each one away from her breast and sucked gently on her nipples. Sara's breathing started to increase and I placed my fingers at her cunt entrance and felt her dampness. I told her to spread her legs wider and I easily pushed my fingers inside.

I then instructed her to kneel down in front of me and get my cock out of my trousers ; slowly Sara knelt down and fumbled with my whang and buttons on my jeans. I watched as she fished my set shaft out of the confines of boxer short and licked her lip in cookery. In all honesty Sara's blow job skill lacked a lot to be desired ; she gingerly licked up and down my shaft and only got one-half of my member into her oral fissure, using her left hand to hold the alkali of my cock she used her right to she-bop me off whilst licking the tip of tool. I told her to train her hand away and only use her rima oris, there was a look of affright in her heart as I slowly pushed my cock into her rima oris, she started to gag and her hands rushed up to push me away, I slapped her hands away and held her heading still, telling her that I now owned her and she would have to learn quickly if she wanted this arrangement to puzzle out. After fifteen proceedings of abusing her fount I could find the force per unit area building up in my Lucille Ball, I told her to swallow the onus of I would have her salt lick up what was spilt. Sara gave it a reasonable go at swallowing my consignment and only a lowly amount of money dripped down onto her tits. I wiped my cock over her expression and told her to detain where she was.

In my experience of dealing with the great unwashed if the penalty I was dealing out is going to be groovy than the retribution they would receive from the office the all deal would be in jeopardy, I mean there is zilch more I would of liked to do than have Sara go around herself over my coffee mesa and I destroy her prat, but having her give my habitation and go to the law claiming rape with my sperm in her bowels wouldn't result in the night ending how I had planned.

Also a Recent epoch stag nighttime that Ben had attended resulted in me gaining vital information. Ben had gone into great profoundness how Sara was not the most rouse women in the bedroom ; sex was a double hebdomadal occasion ( at almost ) and was either missionary or her on top. Oral sex was for special occasions ( Noel or birthday ) and he had only managed to consume anal sex with her once in six years and that was after she had got drunk at her sisters wedding. This was all about to change for her ; it would just assume a while before it became rule practice for her.

I went to my playroom and retrieved a dildo and a Hitachi wand ; I handed these detail to Sara and told her I wanted to look out her play with herself. I then turned on a pornography and watched as she licked her digit and rubbed her pussycat, within five minutes she was pushing three fingers in and out of her puss as she warmed herself up for the dildo, gradually she eased the toy inside herself and started to rub her clit with the verge. The toy glistened as she became arouse and the people of colour flushed to her cheeks, soon she was slamming herself down onto the toy and pushing the wand hard against her clit. I watched as the sweat built up on her forehead and looked her straight in the eye as she shuddered to her inaugural orgasm. Sara stopped rubbing her clit and started to remove the dildo, I told her to stop and to run on playing with her pussy until the film ended. Sara smiled at me and carried on fucking herself.

I watched as she brought herself off five times during the film and she was physically weak by the end of it. I told her to cringe over to where I was sitting and wet-nurse my putz again. A Wobbly Sara eased herself off of the dildo and crawled over to where I was sitting, she carefully licked and sucked the pre cum from my rooster and then attempted to swallow my penis. Again she offered a sensible gust job and her advantage was my sperm down her throat. I then told her to get dressed and entrust me for the rest of the night .