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Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Looking doe eyed at him, she started to speak her words garbled as she tried to form a complete sentence. He knew she was probably totally flabbergasted as he verbally assaulted her by questioning those things she was so sure of, herself. Troy could see her toying with the boys, always in control, always in power, knowing she could make them do anything. This time it would be different. Of course you meant to question. Youre used to getting your way, to convincing those around you to do your biding. That wont work with me! He continued to hold her with one hand, keeping her close, getting his first smell of her, which pleased him. The look of her perfectly manicured nailed, cut hair, and outfit, each told him of what she was trying to be, but not who she really was. Training? The way he said training, sounded like he didnt believe it, that he doubted her ability to learn or follow instruction. Troy knew exactly what he was doing and why, making her want to prove herself, pushing her and she would respond. What are you going to do if one of our customers tries to get a little feel? Troys free hand reaches out and gropes her, grabbing her tit through her outfit, and squeezing. There was no hesitancy, no tentativeness, the touch was strong, rough, and confident. Even as he talked the fingers manipulated the soft flesh through the fabric, his eyes watching her reaction. Are you going to kick him, hit him, call the police, and lose the sale? Are you? How are you going to fail? The hand cupping her mound, wasnt so subtle and worked it for maximum effect, and though the touch was rough, it was skilled and experienced. Troy didnt ask permission, or ask forgiveness, he wasnt that kind of man, and he got what he wanted, when he wanted it. No hed never raped a girl, because in the end he knew precisely what was needed to achieve his goal. Deep down he found most women, wanted and enjoyed a strong man, and though they often denied their femininity, they often when pushed gave in to it. Troy could never be absolutely sure, but like in this instance, he had just a little deniability, enough to keep him out of trouble. Yet if one didnt take chances, one wouldnt have any opportunities.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe could hardly bare the way he looked down upon her. She felt like a child judged for playing inappropriately with others and now being scolded for her poor behavior. Yes, most men were content to let her walk into their offices on a power trip and right back out with a rather large raise. Her words, her body, the way she subtly injected sex into her every day conversations generally gave her the results she desired. He scoffed at her, bruising her pride once more. Yes, training! Even with him towering above, she still had something to prove. Upon the mention of copping a feel, the woman froze as his hand firmly reached for her chest. The action alone shocked her, nothing but the sound of his hand coarsely rubbing against the material of her dress between them. She offered a delayed gasp as if shed forgotten to be upset, her wide eyes looking down at his arm. Her observations were interrupted as he mentioned her failure, attention snapping moodily back towards the mans face. I-I wont fail! She claimed in defiance, the woman refusing to pull away. The way he goaded her she might have chased him about his own office if he pulled away just to prove her point. Through her dress hed feel a textured layer of her lacey bra, her breast straining against the material of her outfit as he massaged tactfully. As if to prove her point, the hand at his sleeve released his jacket and lifted to his chest, palm and fingers attempting to slip beneath and feel at his muscles through his buttoned shirt. While mine really only had suits as an option for work, she could tell that Mister Borden wasnt buying outfits off of the rack. They fit him well, and his fashion-forward decision met her approval.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

The young thing tried to emphasize her desire to be trained to not fail. He could see her stiffen and fight to not bolt or hit him as his hand caressed her tit. Only his words and maybe his hold of her was keeping her from running. Still he had enough sense to deny her first need and stood there almost defiant, letting him have his way, than to prove him right by retreating. Troy felt her hand move to his chest her delicate fingers dancing across it, not yet doing anything more than simply touching. He wondered if she even realized what she was doing it, he never looked down to watch, he continued to stare right at her, while his hand aggressively continued to play with her bountiful mound on her chest. Can you learn anything? Are you capable of really following any of my instructions? The doubt and disbelief were clear, in his tone as if such was simply impossible. Not letting up, he continued to relentlessly question her, denying her time to consider what he was doing and why. Their bodies continued to touch as he held her, enjoying her reaction. Feeling her touch as he spoke, doing nothing to remove her hand or his as this game continued. Troys eyes burned with intensity as he thought of just how exquisite this new girl was going to be once she was properly trained. Are you really committed to this? While he spoke, his finger and thumb searched out her nipple beneath her fabric, taking a hold of it through the material of her outfit, squeezing it, then pulling and twisting it as he talked. The tug and twist really was gentle at first, he wanted to watch her reaction, for it to intensify as she spoke, letting it become harder and harder as she tried to defend herself verbally. The finger and thumb tightening, as he applied more strength to his command of her nipple. In a way this was battle of wills, his to control, her to succeed, but truly it was about more than that.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Despite any fear or concerns that she might have been wrestling with, there was something about Troys voice that consistently urged her to prove her point. He might have her breast in his hand, but shed be damned if he could go brag in the break room about some stupid city girl that was incapable of handling their office. She made another move, fingers tracing along his lapel before slyly popping the button of his jacket open. It was the strangest game of chicken shed ever been in her gaze, while hardly calm, managing to return to his own and keep contact. Of course, her firm retort. Oh no, she was adapting! She didnt waver or quiver that time. As his fingers explored, so did hers. Trailing over his shoulders and sides, as if sizing him up beneath his jacket. She was impressed with his developed muscles, not too common for an office worker. With focus applied to her nipple, the woman began to waiver once more. It had been quite some time since shed been intimate, especially with her job search at the top of her priority list. Yes, Mister- she stammered as his fingers grew rough, Chloe offering a sharp inhale. Mister Borden ... To avoid a moan she drew out his name, her eyelids lowering from arousal. Despite her efforts, it was impossible to remain unaffected by his grasp even if it was through her dress and undergarments. Her back even arched, offering a better angle for his large hands to work with as he questioned the validity of her desire to be a part of the company. Her fingers now clutched at his shirt, tightening the fabric against his torso as she attempted to win him over. Please, a final beg in a needy tone.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Her responses were growing in strength, her answers coming quicker and clearer, though he almost laughed as the half pleading please escaped her lips, for she didnt finish her sentence. She didnt ask him to stop or to continue, she just pleaded her desire. Troy liked it for he took it as a silent request to please continue. Though he doubted that was her intent, he saw no reason to give her a chance to clarify. Plus he felt her body move, but not away, but in a manner to give him even better access. He doubted it was conscious on her part, but he knew that even if her mind was confused, her body wasnt. The hand that clutched at his shirt, reminding him of someone who couldn't swim, grabbing for anything to hold on to. What are you afraid? You cant handle it, is that the problem? The doubt of her was clear in his voice as he confronted her ability to handle difficult situations. The one hand continued to roughly massage and caress her tit, while his other hand had been holding her hand to keep her from falling moved. She was no longer in such a precarious position, so he slowly lowered her hand, beginning ever closer to the ridge that had started to form since he began this new employee initiation. So as soon as something gets rough or tough you run. What kind of a useless salesperson youre going to make if you cant handle things that get hard. With that he put her pant on his professionally tailored slacks, his impressive length, already semi-hard, enough that she would know exactly what she was touching even through the material. Troy had completely invaded her personal space, and now was going beyond anything that would be considered appropriate, and yet he knew he had her off balance and confused. His words were challenging her, and he knew she was struggling with trying to handle what he was saying, let alone doing. Demonstrate to me you have some talents and skills that are worth something? The other hand never let go of her tit, in fact it was in complete control of it, rough pawing it, squeezing and playing with the firm mound, as if he owned it, and it was his right to do so. What have you to show me?
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe couldnt control her blush. The skin of her cheeks heating a few degrees to compensate for the sudden rush of blood. How on earth had they gotten into this position? Her heart raced as he continued to press firmly at her breast, the soft flesh no doubt growing sore if his solid hold upon her continued. As her fingers were guided lower, the woman bit at her lip. His arousal was undeniable, palm pressed against his hardening mass through his own clothing. Talents and skills She mirrored vacantly, her thoughts jumbled from both his attentions and the relocation of her hand. Her own massage began, palm and fingers running up and down his half formed erection while the other abandoned his shirt. If there were no objections her slender fingers would undo the button of his pants similarly to his jacket with one swift motion. One smooth tug at his zipper loosened the material from his hips and both hands reached blindly to push them down towards his ankles. Hazel eyes still met Mister Bordens gaze, as if hoping to prove that she could work with confidence. Her attentions returned, one hand massaging and rubbing through the material of his undergarment while the other ran along the waistband at his navel. Her fingertips slid beneath, pressing at his skin as she tugged one side downward, making them slightly askew. Eventually theyd be pushed down as well, removing all barriers between her hands and his skin. She fondled delicate fingers wrapped at his sheath as thumb gently flicked over his head. Through all this his grasp at her breast encouraged her to continue. If confusion or fear ever ran into her mind, his firm groping egged her on to continue
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Troy could see the effect he was having on her as she struggled with so many feelings and emotions at once. The flushing of her cheeks to the deeper breathing let him know she was excited or afraid. Her last words more parroting than real conversation, as they stumbled out. Though he guided her hand he made no effort to force her or to require to do anything, he left it there to see how she would respond. So he was pleasantly surprised that she took the initiative, and began to work his slack to extract his growing member. Are you going to finally show some initiative and do something? Or are you just going to stand there without a clue in world? Again it sounded like he was questioning her dedication and commitment to this, like she was soon to fail again. Hed already picked up as he suspected, that challenging her provoked her to respond, much like a dare did to a young kid. No doubt she thought she was proving herself, showing she was capable of meeting these tests. So as he talked his hand no longer needing to hold or guide hers, slipped around her, enveloping her about her narrow waist, then sliding down to cup one of the firm cheeks of her ass. The finger digging in as he now fondled both her ass and breast at the same time, he made no effort to pull close, leaving room for her to reciprocate. He felt his pants fall to the floor as she made quick work of them. Her hands then moving to his boxers which didnt seriously obstruct her efforts, her hand sliding over his length, and then getting them out of the way. Troys eyes never looking down as she took hold of his length, he instead stared right into her eyes. Or do you just need someone to tell you what to do is that it? Lets cut the bullshit and see if you are trainable and see if you can live up to your words. Now instead of spewing more of that college big city crap, why dont you put that mouth of yours to the purpose it was intended. And for the first time, his hand let go of her, thus letting her make the decision without guiding her. He knew he couldnt force her, and he didnt want to, because there was nothing sexier than having an intelligent, beautiful woman who would service him willingly.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe was at an impasse. Sure, she had already removed his clothing and had begun fondling his girth, but the option to either kneel or bail hung heavily in the air. Hed reached for her ass and shown an interest, but was this really a job she could handle? For the first time, her eyes abandoned Mister Borden as a sign of compliance. Slowly, the woman sank to her knees. Her slender hands held gently to his thighs as lips parted, her tongue offering a few experimental licks to his head before taking his growing member in her mouth. She sucked with familiarity. Boyfriends in the past left her with a knowledge of the male anatomy, her tongue tracing along the base of his head before rolling over his shaft. A hand wrapped at his base, saliva rolling down his girth to moisten her palm. She doubted anyone would walk in on them thank to the security of a secretary. She tilted her head and began to pump, bobbing at his crotch at a casual pace to acclimate herself. It had been a while since she had to please a man, let alone one like him. Out of curiosity, hazel eyes would peer up towards him as she worked, hoping to see some amount of approval or agreement with her choice. He might have been in charge, but Chloe liked to think any man would enjoy the offering of a blow job.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

The newest hirer of Borden Mechanical sunk to her knees before Troy, and began to pay homage to his cock. The young thing looking up at him, her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her need for approval and affirmation clear. Troy had no doubt that she was just as competitive in this as she was everything else, and wanted to know that he appreciate her efforts and skill. Thats it. Work it, show me you can do the hardest jobs. No more bullshit, take it in, you can do it. I knew a real women was in there someplace. You can show me, dont be afraid, I know you have potential. The words were encouraging, not loving, but not ruthless, theyd softened slightly as she showed she had oral skills. Troy wasnt touching her or even guiding her with his hand as she began to work his member. There was always something so exquisite about getting a woman to voluntarily suck his cock, especially when he barely had met them. Now he just hoped that she had that right set of qualities about her that made her worth keeping, as his member continued to grow under her efforts. A small smile pierced his lips as he gazed down and watched her. Lets see how good you really are. How much can you handle? Troy sounded like he was grading her on how much cock she could swallow, like it was a job performance rating. Of course the more she worked the longer it grew and the thicker it got.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

It wasn't fair. They all ignored her for one simple reason they were jealous. Gia couldn't help it that she was so good. It was a gift. A natural talent. Since she could remember, she had been always excellent at the sport. Able to do moves that guys dreamed of. At the age of 17, she was recruited onto the best female professional team. Even though she was amazing, she was always left alone during practices. During drills, they would purposely trip her or try to injure her to get her out of games. The worst part was, the coach never said anything. Today was a particularly terrible day at practice. It was a scrimmage, and she was left all alone on the left side of the field. They were such asses. Narrowing her eyes, she took the ball from her team mate and went down field, doing some moves and everything to get past the defender. As expected, her ankles were kicked from behind her, and she fell, losing the ball. Of course everyone blamed it on her, and she did her best to keep herself from yelling at them. Why couldn't they leave her alone of all things?
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

No one on the team really hated theor new teammate, but there was a bit of distaste for her and her attitude. Sam, and Bell had worked so hard to get to where they were an then along came this upity thing who complained at rhe alightest bump. It had been bell who hed slid into the other girl going for the ball, but hitting her instead, she jumped up and continued the persute as dhe left Gia there to pick herself up, Sam just glaring down at her as she yabked her up by yhe frobt of the shirt, giving the field a good look at her bra. On your feet rookie, get the ball back or you do laps. The coach, miss yoko watched on to see how this would turn out, the rookie on her list for being to soft.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

To Gia, they all hated her. It wasn't that she was soft. The tackles hurt, and it could always potentially hurt, but it was obvious they did it on purpose. They all blamed her for being too soft and losing a game, which wasn't very often, and give her crap for everything. Gia knew she could potentially be cut for it. She ran a hand through her hair and looked up at Sam. Clenching her jaw, she shook off the girl and defended, trying to get the ball back. Usually laps meant more than 10, and that was hard for her. If only telling someone her problem was as easy as getting on the team.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Practice ended in a draw, but it was apparent they were none to happy. Coach Selina sighed as she watched the whole thing play out. Gia, my office. The rest of you, head home and get some rest. She made her way off to her office, collecting the balls before she did, sittibg in wait in the locker room.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Eventually, Gia gave up. It was obvious everyone was pissed at her for something that wasn't entirely her fault. They just wanted someone to put the blame on. She sighed and looked at Coach Selina, feeling she already knew what was going to happen. She walked to the locker room after practice and saw coach. Look, I'm sorry. I haven't done anything. I'm not soft, but they're tackling me on purpose. Do you know how many bruises I have? I almost broke my ankle earlier. I promise I'll do better. Just please don't cut me.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Enough. Selina said with a soft grin raising a hand to tell the girl to be quiet. Do you know why you are being singled out? Its cause you didnt have to try to be on this team. You have skill girl, but its not a good thing when most worked so hard. You font want to be cut, but what can you do that would convince me to keep you on?
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Gia was on the verge of tears until Selina stopped her from her ranting. She looked at her coach and listened. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as Selina explained to her why everyone hated her. Convince you? I thought my talent enough would work, but...I guess I could do something else. I-I'm not sure. What could I do? She asked while her mind came up with ideas in her head.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

She smiled leaning on her desk as she dropped her shorts and thong, raw pink womanhood on display. She grinned pointing to floor before. So, lets see that humility. As a start, i could use some attention down low.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Her eyes widened at the courage from her coach. She brazenly dropped her shorts and thong. Blushing deeply and shaking, she listened and dropped down to her knees in front of her coach. Y-yes ma'am. She said softly before her tongue went out and lightly touched her clit.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Well for once you seem ready to try, but i can see your comitment is still lacking. She teased as she suddenly forced Gia into her groin, legs locked behind her upper back to prevent escape. Now get in there and get a real taste, none of this half hearted bull.
Thread: Outcast (Ravinwolfen and Sweetnothings)

Never before had she thought she would being doing something like this to another woman. It was crazy. She looked up before her vision was covered by her coach's crotch. She muffled against her pussy as she resigned herself to the fact she had to do it. She calmed herself down and stuck her tongue out, really getting into it now despite it was all fake in her head.
Thread: What is your weakness?

Whether it be food, drink, a dorky gentlemen whatever it is what would you consider your weakness? You can post as many as you want! Here is my list 1. Awesome Rp partners 2. Roast Beef 3. Red Velvet Cupcakes!!!!
Thread: What is your weakness?

A awesome story A gorgeous woman in high boots and nothing else A medium rare steak Anything involving dice
Thread: What is your weakness?

ooohhhh...I so forgot steak!!!! Yeah 4 would be steak!!!! P
Thread: What is your weakness?

That's an easy one. Role-playing!
Thread: What is your weakness?

Yeah...nothing makes the knees feel like jello when you role play!
Thread: What is your weakness?

Okay and posting on the forum games. lol. Don't do it as much as I use to.
Thread: What is your weakness?

My weakness is my learning disabilitys
Thread: What is your weakness?

LOL AndNich123 Sweetone...everyone has learning disabilities..whether by fault or ignorance or any other reason...don't consider it a weakness...consider it a stepping stone to bettering yourself! hugs
Thread: What is your weakness?

hugs back thanks
Thread: What is your weakness?

History....im such a nerd when it comes to specific tanks
Thread: What is your weakness?

Wiki I would consider that a sexy nerd!
Thread: What is your weakness?

Gia's signature!
Thread: What is your weakness?

LMAOF!!!!
Thread: What is your weakness?

Well. It is. lol. I like your signature.
Thread: What is your weakness?

As your signature is my weakness, Andy. Did I ever mention that I have a thing for the 'librarian with a hidden naughty side' type? Apart from that, chocolate. I can leave it untouched for a week, but once it's opened, that's it.
Thread: What is your weakness?

You just like staring at my F-list Mr. Q. Librarian huh? I'll have to keep that in mind. I'm sure I have another photo you might enjoy, but trust me, it's no librarian. Another great weakness of mine is a man with a sexy accent. Well look at what we have here.