I made my money running a escort way, I started as a driver ferrying the missy back and forth from Book of Job then got moved up to running the agency when the founders family had some kin problems and had to run on. The girls decided what they do and don't want to do and when they want to work and all I do is place the advertizement and run the phones to read the reservation, I don't consider myself to be a PIMP but everyone's got there own opinions.

The agency is very successful and I have opened various front room over the country, also I have bought legion menage and apartment from them to run from. The main problem I have is moving the money and I am always looking out for new business enterprise ideas.

My in force friends pal's girlfriend was concern in buying the fuzz saloon that she worked in when it came up for sale but was unable to raise the cash in hand, my teammate asked me if I would interested in helping out so I looked into it. Now I know nothing about running a tomentum sedan but Sara really worry me, mid 30 she is a crabbed country runner with a lovely dead body. I had a tiffin with her where we discussed how the business was doing and how we could improve on the business, she flirted like crazy and the estimation really appealed so I made the funds uncommitted to buy the business.

Sara took over the business, and I became a dumb mate. We re-decorated the premise and made an on a higher floor space into different handling rooms, I also ensured that a top of the scope security organization was installed and within three months the business was flourishing.

Everything was going fine until my mate told me that Sara and Ben ( his brother ) had split up and Ben had moved back into his dads house, Sara was refusing to move out of there home even though the mortgage was nearly two thousand pound a month, on taking the business concern over Sara had upgraded her car to a flash Mercedes fun car, basically her out goings where peachy than her income and I needed to ascertain out how she was making conclusion meet. I went through the CCTV footage as it soon became apparent that Sara was helping herself to the takings under ringing versatile appointments and pocketing the money at the end of the night and it wasn't just recent the recording showed she had been doing it for at least six months. I compiled a dossier and arranged to forgather up with her.

It was a very confident Sara that met me for lunch ; she acted like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. We chatted about how the business was doing and how we could improve turnover rate, 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 service all the prison term propping for trivial glimpses of impuissance, 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 trouble, I took the opportunity to hand over a copy of the evidence I had collected and sat and watched as the colour drained from her face.

I had computer 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 premises having discussion done her charging them full price and giving them revenue whilst pocketing the divergence. The evidence against her was immense Sara tried to feebly excuse 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 mesa sobbing I told her I wanted her to think of a solution to the trouble by the weekend whereby we could affect on from the situation without me having to report her to the police.

It was a completely dissimilar Sara that came to my room access Friday evening, she had been on to my mate to deliver a word of honor with me about the John Cash, but he told her he couldn't get involved. Shed been on to her step dad Steve because he knew a few naughty the great unwashed, the job was I knew the like mass and they where told the emplacement was both business concern and personal and had decided to bide out of it. Sara really didn't have any way to release to hit the problem go away and had decided to offer her resignation from the salon. She told me that selling her home wouldn't make any divergence as she had electronegative fairness and could only pop the question five lordly 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 benefit me greatly but would also put up her a glimpse of hope. I explained that her leaving really wouldn't benefit me or the business as she had regular's customer who only liked seeing her, I know absolutely zip of running a salon and had no intention of tying myself up with learning the roofy, I needed her to stay at the business and she needed to carry on working to pay off her mortgage, quite simply I wanted her to be my slave.

She looked horrified at the prospect, 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 sake, if the police got involved she would sustain a criminal disc and no job, her name would be in the topical anesthetic papers and the chances of getting another job would be pretty slim. Shed loose her home her car and would probably have to locomote back in with her mum. Or if she leave became my slave she could keep every thing, it wasn't as if she had a swain so she wouldn't be cheating, all that would change is that she would be at my beck song to do anything I wanted her to do. I told her to go away again and call back about it and get in contact lens with me within 24 time of day. Sara ran out of my firm crying but I knew deep down she didn't have an option.

Sat afternoon Sara phoned me and just said"ok"I told her I wanted her at my home at 8 that night, 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 door in walked a sexy yet upset Sara, she looked down at the trading floor as she walked into my strawman room and stood waiting for instructions. I walked around inspecting my new play affair ; I squeezed her titty through blouse and playfully smacked her arse. I then told her to remove her apparel so the fun could begin.

Hesitantly she removed her dress and folded them up and placed them on the cover of the chairperson. Sara tried to hide her modestness from me by folding her arms across her chest and placing a hired man over genital organ. I told her to put her arms down by the side of her waist and to push her breast out. Her pussy hair had been trimmed and shaped, I told her from now on she will prevent it shaved completely and will send me day-by-day pictorial matter. Her breasts where magnificent, not tremendous but a nice handful, I lifted each one away from her chest and sucked gently on her nipples. Sara's breathing started to increase and I placed my fingers at her pussy entering and felt her dampness. I told her to unfold her legs wider and I easily pushed my fingerbreadth 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 belt and release on my jean. I watched as she fished my hardening cock out of the confines of boxer shorts and licked her lips in formulation. In all satinpod Sara's blow job skills lacked a lot to be desired ; she gingerly licked up and down my peter and only got half of my member into her backtalk, using her unexpended hand to hold the al-Qaida of my shaft she used her right to jerk off me off whilst licking the tip of cock. I told her to contract her paw away and only use her back talk, there was a expression of affright in her eyes as I slowly pushed my prick into her mouth, she started to gag and her hands rushed up to push me away, I slapped her hands away and held her head still, telling her that I now owned her and she would have to learn quickly if she wanted this arrangement to operate. After XV arcminute of abusing her typeface I could palpate the imperativeness building up in my balls, I told her to swallow the loading of I would make her lick up what was spilt. Sara gave it a fairish go at swallowing my load and only a small sum dripped down onto her teat. I wiped my cock over her face and told her to continue where she was.

In my experience of dealing with people if the punishment I was dealing out is going to be cracking than the retribution they would encounter from the authorities the altogether batch would be in jeopardy, I mean there is nothing more I would of liked to do than take Sara diffuse herself over my java table and I destroy her arse, but having her lead my house and go to the police claiming rapine with my sperm in her bowels wouldn't issue in the night ending how I had planned.

Also a Recent hart Nox that Ben had attended resulted in me gaining vital information. Ben had gone into great deepness how Sara was not the most energize women in the bedroom ; sex was a twice each week juncture ( at most ) and was either missionary or her on top. Oral sex was for especial occasions ( Christmas or natal day ) and he had only managed to have anal sex with her once in six long time and that was after she had got drunk at her babe wedding. This was all about to change for her ; it would just take a while before it became normal practice for her.

I went to my playroom and retrieved a dildo and a Hitachi wand ; I handed these token to Sara and told her I wanted to watch her free rein with herself. I then turned on a smut and watched as she licked her fingers and rubbed her pussy, within five minutes she was pushing three fingers in and out of her pussy as she warmed herself up for the dildo, gradually she eased the toy inside herself and started to rub her clitoris with the scepter. The toy glistened as she became aroused and the colour flushed to her cheeks, soon she was slamming herself down onto the toy and pushing the scepter hard against her clit. I watched as the sweat built up on her forehead and looked her straight person in the eye as she shuddered to her get-go orgasm. Sara stopped rubbing her clitoris and started to remove the dildo, I told her to give up and to impart 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 moving picture and she was physically weak by the end of it. I told her to fawn over to where I was sitting and suck my cock 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 stopcock and then attempted to immerse my member. Again she offered a fairish blow job and her payoff was my sperm cell down her pharynx. I then told her to get dressed and get out me for the rest of the Night .