New Life For Ruth: Part 3
by ambergreen (UK)
“Welcome my dear” Ruth tries hard to convince herself that Mr James wasn’t almost laughing has he showed her into his office. He sat her down at the desk so they could both view the computer with the latest figure’s. Ruth felt elated knowing after a thorough inspection everything would be in order. “Very pleasing Ruth” said Robert smiling “the books are just fine.
Just one little thing a small thing emanating from your office, in fact from your computer” her smile dropped the feeling of elation left her. “I’m sure you can explain the external bill more than £ 800 from a porn company Mr Rees and I are sure it must be an error am I correct”
Ruth could feel her large mature boss standing over her, knowing she couldn’t explain, knowing he could end her fledgling career in that moment. He had her “you see Ruth it isn’t really the bill I imagine we could pay that off simply, it’s more what the bill was for. There was a simple breakdown with the bill Ruth this was very, I repeat very hardcore porn” she tried to interrupt, Robert caught one word as part of her statement “anything” ….yes my silly girl he thought that’s what I’ll have anything and everything.
As expected the tears began to flow, it won’t happen again bla,bla,bla, “to me my dear we have just two choices, we sack you with immediate effect”…. pleeeeease no she blurted... “or tomorrow the holiday Friday you come to this office at 10:30am to have your case thoroughly reviewed” he waited “well little miss pervert what will it be” her breath came in gasps at his statement little miss pervert, god what had she done. Unable to speak she simply nodded her agreement. Robert simply picked up a file and started reading, she was dismissed and new it.
Less than twenty four hours later and after a long and sleepless night, the feeling in the pit of her stomach had not receded. She was pleased she had hidden her dilemma from her husband, now she just wanted to hide her disgrace from him and anyone who may know her.
Robert James held her life in his hands. He responded to her knock with a smile on his face and a sharp “enter” he left her standing before him not speaking or looking at her, after what seemed an age he spoke “did you enjoy your filth Ruth…….. well did you?
He looked her in the eye waiting for her answer “I don’t know I” he looked hard at her “you don’t know for god sake you were long enough looking, now tell me did YOU ENJOY YOUR FILTH” tears ran down Ruth’s face “yes, yes I don’t know why, it was filth but I did enjoy it” his face broke into a sly smile.
“perhaps Ruth your enjoyment could help you save your job and keep all this very quite”
“How I don’t understand I’ll do anything, anything you ask” her mind was in turmoil what was happening to her
Sensing her distress Robert made his move quickly “in my dressing room is some clothing for you to try, if and when you come out wearing it we will review your employment status”
Ruth moved into the dressing room, she was totally shocked. The outfit if you could call it an outfit, black seamed stockings very sheer very expensive stockings, shoes bright red very high stiletto heel, a skirt a tiny black pleated skirt, a white sheer blouse and tiny quarter cup bra, Ruth had never even wore stockings before. Slowly she started to undressed, she was naked looking at herself in a full length mirror.
She new she was being asked to dress like one of the sluts in her porn films, she looked at her bottom still tight, breasts she new men loved big tits like hers, next her pussy completely covered in a thick matt of black slightly greying hair so thick her pussy lips were almost hidden. Ruth so wished she’d done something she’d never done and trimmed. Why was she thinking like this could she really go through with this, parade in that outfit in front of a near stranger her boss, but she new she had no choice.
She bit firmly on her bottom lip while rolling on those sexy stockings attaching them to a sheer suspender belt. Squeezing her ample tits into a tiny quarter cup bra, a bra so small no matter how much she tried something would pop out, then she was dragging the tight tiny skirt over her firm thighs god she had never been in anything so short. When she was fully dressed if dressed was the word, she applied the slutty make-up has she had been instructed via a I -pad on the dressing table ruby red lips and charcoal eyes. Once again she looked at herself, make-up thick dark and yes, slutty.
Blouse so tight much to small buttons bursting, over that tiny bra showing her massive tits fully, nipples long and hard pushing at the blouse material there was no where to hide her massive tits, her legs looked so long with her bottom pushed even higher by those super high heels. The skirt so short her bottom cheeks and pussy were almost on show below it, hanging out each side of the tiny sheer black thong she wore below the skirt was a mass of curly pubic hair, she new when she moved in any direction everything would be on show.
She could not believe herself but looking like a whore was making her pussy wet, not only wet but soppy wet a dead give away she new she was excited and turned on, an old man was going to be ogling her body and she was excited. Even has she walked back into the office she new he would smell her arousal.
Robert stood leaning on the front of his desk, relaxed with a knowing expression on his face. “Ah Ruth so you decided to try the outfit such a good girl, you look very mmmm yes slutty” trying hard to cover her breasts she muttered “please no I’m not…….” he smiled “but Ruth your wearing the outfit, the outfit of a slut it looks so good on you, and may I add you smell like a slut. Are you excited Ruth, well are you Ruth” he lifted his mobile and started to take her picture “no sir please you can’t take pictures” once more that smile “I like the sir Ruth SIR OR MASTER from now on, oh and yes I can and will take pictures, that is if you want to keep your position. Now be a good girl and do just has I say” Ruth gave hardly a noticeable nod of compliance. “walk up and down for me Ruth, yes you have such a good figure, does your husband tell you that Ruth, such long sexy legs, and big tits they look so good in that blouse.
Sit on the leather chair yes it is low, right back that’s it good girl” he was stood above her looking at her exposed stocking clad thighs, the tiny skirt caught in the gripping leather chair was worse than useless her tiny thong was clearly on view to this perverse older man. What was worse her face was level with Robert’s crotch, and she could make out his erection growing all the time if that were real he was massive, just like the men in the porn video’s she imagined the girls sucking on them she wanted to touch her pussy she had that familiar itch, Robert brought her back from her dreams. “Now be a good girl stand for me again, walk to the desk, hands on the edge bend at the waist, a little more, now spread your feet wider” Ruth new her arse was on full show why was she obeying this old man, she new full well she was enjoying being dominated she wanted to be submissive to be Robert’s submissive.
He was watching her knowing she was almost ready to do anything for him, he watched her arse swaying gently, her hairy bush covered cunt just a thin piece of sopping wet mesh hiding her hidden treasures. “flip your skirt up slut so I can see your arse better” Ruth hesitated “you want to so do it, we both know what you are and we both know where this is going, so be a good girl flip that skirt up and spread your legs further.
Get ready for the spanking you truly deserve”………………..” no I Didn’t expect to have to do this” she began to stand, then she felt his hand pushing gently in the middle of her back. “settle down you bitch you decided to dress like one of your video whores, but if you want it to stop get changed and leave and never enter this building again. If you want it to continue, you will tell me you are my slut, and you will beg me to spank your sweet little married arse”
A tense silence hung over the office, he was ready to wait...but not to long…………… “please I can’t I’m married, Donald how would I explain” Robert didn’t answer his hand still in the centre of her back he moved it slowly in small gentle circles.
“SPANK ME” she screamed ……. “yes I want to be a slut your married slut spank my arse hard really hard I’m a naughty married whore” smiling lewdly Robert moved his hand and began stroking her arse cheeks, a shallow moan escaped her lips. “you fucking filthy bitch you’ll do anything I say from now on, and my SLUTS call me sir”
Ruth heard the woosh has the first blow landed quickly followed by two, three four each cheek in turn was lashed by his big hand, the pain was excruciating, tears ran down her face, but her arse stayed pushed back and up pointing to her sexual perverse molester. His free hand moved down below Ruth grabbing the top of her blouse he tore downwards, buttons sprayed everywhere, and her massive tits now untethered bounced free. He began to roughly squeeze her fat DD udder like tits, while still spanking her reddening ass cheeks he was tugging hard on her hardening nipples stretching them with his cruel fingers causing Ruth extreme pain.