Message-ID: <3160eli$9708200919@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Rogrtipe@ix.netcom.com (Roger T. Pipe) Subject: [story] ROG REPOST- ALL MY STORIES- 3A TAMMY AT WORK 1/6 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <33f95c7d.16299828@nntp.netcruiser> *********************************************************** WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING This story contains descriptive scenes of sex, some non consentual, and is intened as ADULT entertainment. If this sorr of material offends you or you are under age. DON'T READ ANY FURTHER OR DOWNLOAD. By the way, the story is FICTION!!!!! The author does not condone the below activites....it's a story for God's sake get over it. As always, comment or suggestions are welcome on alt.sex.stories.d or EMail. Enjoy........ Roger P. Tipe TAMMY AT WORK- PART 1 Tears streamed down Tammy's face as she drove home. Her terrible ordeal at the Country Club had left her humiliated, sore, deathly afraid and more pissed off than she had ever been during her young life. There just had to be a way out of this mess. She was not a stupid girl. David Lee's little gang rape, which may have left her impregnated with a Mexican baby, was just the beginning. That much she knew. There was no telling what David might have in store for her if she were to follow his orders and come to work for him. The thought of being forced to be his sex slave made Tammy's stomach turn, and for the third time on her way home, she pulled the car over to the side of the road and vomited.. That seemed to help her gather her wits a bit. There really was not way out. David Lee had the tape of Tammy and would use it against her in a heartbeat. One look at that tape and Tammy's father would kick her out of the house and never speak to her again. Not to mention what it would do to her entire family. Their good name would be ruined. Her only choice was to go along with David's plan to manipulate her until she could find some way to turn it around on him. The idea of being that bastard's sex slave was not at all pleasant, but neither was the alternative. Besides, he would want to keep her on a short leash and that would allow Tammy to search for weaknesses. Revenge was running a close second to self preservation on her list of reasons for going along with his plan. Convincing her father to allow her to take a job with his chief competitor was actually easier than Tammy had feared. After his initial explosion, Mr. Douglas calmed down rather quickly. Just one mention for Tammy about the advantages of having someone close to Lee to monitor his maneuvers, got Tammy's father's mind racing with possibilities. Both companies were going after a small computer software firm and Douglas desperately wanted to gain the upper hand. In his mind, he assumed that this was Lee's intention in offering the job to his daughter.. Lee obviously hoped to get some inside dirt himself, not realizing that Douglas' innocent looking daughter was herself learning the wicked ways of cooperate America. In the end, Mr. Douglas kissed his daughter on the forehead, secretly proud of how she was growing up to be quite a ruthless little business woman. The future of Douglas Enterprises looked exceptionally bright. II Mrs. Lee did not so much as notice her husband's pleasant demeanor at the breakfast table. She sat picking at her food thinking that the sooner he left, the soon she could wash down a couple of valium with some bourbon. Their daughter Wendy, however was very aware of her father's cheerful smirk as she picked at her omelet. Having seen her father's little game with that stuck up cunt Tammy Douglas, Wendy knew exactly why he was smiling. Daddy had himself a new toy, a young pretty one at that. She had seen the tape that her father was using to hold Tammy captive. Had even seen where he had hidden a copy. As soon as he was gone and her mother was safely intoxicated beyond conciseness, Wendy would have the tape in her hands. Her father had always said that knowledge was power. A wicked grin crossed Wendy's thin lips at the thought of the amount of power her knowledge would give her. Tammy Douglas was going to have to pay for all the years of teasing and harassment she and people like her had given to Wendy. Oh was that little bitch going to pay. David Lee could hardly wait to get to the office. He had such plans for his newest toy. His cock was raging at the thought of the depraved things he was going to make the prim and proper daughter of his biggest rival do. Before he was finished, that private school educated little debutante would be little more than a common street whore. Oh what fun it would be to see the look on her father's face as the entire town laughed at her. He was bursting to have his cock inside of Tammy's sweet pussy. It would take a great deal of control for him not to fuck her right away, but David knew that if he did that, he would be taking it far too easy on the little bitch. His plans were to completely abuse and humiliate the young model. when he was finished with her, she would be a complete mess and the Douglas family fortune would be in his hands. David chuckled wickedly at his plans. This was going to be so much fun. As per his usual routine, David Lee met first with Lee Industries Chief of Operations, Stephanie Hughes. Ms. Huhges had been with the company for twelve years, had clawed her way to the top through sheer will and stop at nothing attitude. While she had shared David's bed many years earlier, he was quick to realize that her value to the company lie not between the sheets, but in the boardroom. Still, she was an attractive woman, and still caused David some distractions...on most days, but not today. Stephanie curiously raised an eyebrow upon recognizing the name of Mr. Lee's new hire. She listened intently to his instructions as to her training regimen. Working for a man like David Lee for a dozen years had taught Stephanie never to be too surprised, but this seemed to be rather risky. Still, the thought of supervising the daughter of a rival like this was enough to get the usually hard nosed businesswoman boiling with delight and passion. Their meeting finished, Mr. Lee sat at his desk, waiting for Tammy's arrival. He would be greeting her personally each morning. Stephanie took her leave and decided to take a few moments to "check up on things down in the mailroom." This routine task could easily have been handled by a subordinate, but Stephanie Hughes had her own reasons for keeping a close eye on things in the mailroom. David smiled knowingly at her less than discreet motives. Stephanie had been making every possible excuse to run down to the mailroom and check on Woody Turner, the newly promoted head of the mailroom. Fourteen years her junior, the twenty year old was the picture of masculine perfection, tall, well built with dark hair and piercing eyes. Woody had left college early when a blown knee ended his football career, voiding his scholarship. He had returned home not the conquering hero, but as a bit of a failure. Woody had been very fortunate to have landed the job with Lee Industries, but since taking the job, he had shown great aptitude and desire to advance. The younger man had thus far shown no interest in Stephanie's flirtations, but she was not at all worried. Working for a man like David Lee had taught her many things. Among them, that eventually, everyone must pay the toll to move up the ladder. She had plans to personally collect many a nights pleasure from the young stud before letting him climb any higher. III Tammy arrived at precisely 8:30 AM as instructed. She walked confidently into Mr. Lee's office dressed in a conservatively long skirt, long sleeved blouse and jacket. Her low heels rounded out a very businesslike outfit. David had to admit to himself that she looked quite presentable, even somewhat formidable. However, this outfit would never do for what he had in mind. She looked like a mid level executive, and David knew that Tammy would be a good one. Except for one thing, he had a much lower level position for her. Tammy Douglas would never reach anything higher than entry level at Lee Industries, now matter how great she looked. "Sit down." he order, gesturing to a chair across the desk from him. "You are prompt, I like that. In fact, I demand it. However, your attire is much too upscale for the position I have for you. I know your background and schooling was priming you to be an executive, but you'll be starting out at an entry level position, and not a highly skilled one at that. Here you are not different than the high school graduates I have diligently inputting invoices." He smiled a bit as her confident look faded. "I thought you might overdress, so I took the liberty of buying you a more appropriate outfit. You will find it hanging on the door. In the future, you will come to work dressed in a similar fashion. He motioned towards an outfit hanging on the back of his office door. Tammy obediently walked over to retrieve it. "Put it on." David said as she eyed the clothes. "Right now." Tammy knew that this sort of sexual abuse would be coming, and at least if he got it over with now, she could forget about it for the rest of the day. She walked defiantly back over to the desk, tossing the outfit into her chair. Tammy was determined to do what she had to do, but no one said she had to enjoy herself. Without expression, she shed her expensive designer jacket and unbuttoned her blouse, carefully hanging both on the hanger. David was once again amazed at how firm her breasts were. As Tammy raised her arms and began to pull the very low cut sweater on, David protested. "I think you can do without the bra dear." he said matter of factly. She tried to hide her growing disappointment, but Tammy had never been much of an actress. She knew that David Lee was not about to make it easy on her, but his plan seemed to include putting her to work dressed like a very fashion deficient steno poll reject. Avoiding his leering eyes, Tammy unfastened her bra and let it fall unceremoniously to the floor. Her breasts barely moved as she hurriedly raised her arms to put on the sweater. David let her hurry through this step of the ritual. It would be better to leave her some control now so that he could enjoy taking the last of it away from her at a later time. The sweater, a full two sizes too small, served to accentuate Tammy's full breasts. "Now the skirt." David said, smiling. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall. The skirt David had selected was a much shorter, tight stretch material. As this as it was, there was no way for her to wear any panties. Without a word, Tammy complied with David's unspoken requirements. She slid her black panty hose down her long legs. Tammy did not even pause before removing her panties as well. This was a pleasant surprise for David who was planning to let Tammy wear panties for her first few days with the company. As Tammy struggled to pull the tight skirt over her curvaceous hips, David leaned back in his chair, satisfied with his feeling of utter power over this beautiful young woman. As she slipped her feet into the black five inch pumps he had provided for her, he saw the last of her old self slip away, and he was pleased. The outfit was perfect. It made her look like an exceptionally cheap version of the minimum wage dolts he hired to do the shit work and keep the low level executives happy as they endlessly tried to fuck their way up the corporate ladder. Satisfied with her overall look, David motioned for her to once again sit down in the chair. "You will be under the direct supervision of Stephanie Hughes and will report to me twice daily for special assignments." Tammy cringed at the added inflection David gave to the word 'special.' "The most important thing for you to know is that you will be required to work and work hard. I am not going to give you a free ride no matter how often I fuck you. You will be watched at all times my dear, so do be careful not to slack off." He paused, smiling. "And I would be careful about who you tell people you are. Your father's unscrupulous business practices have, over the years, caused me to make some rather unkind personnel moves. You would not be very popular, so be discreet if you know what's good for you.. Welcome aboard Miss Douglas, and do have a pleasant day." Tammy sat in the chair for a moment, not sure what to do next. Surely this couldn't be all he had in mind. Not after yesterday. At last, she stood and hesitantly began to exit. "Oh yes, one last thing." Tammy's heart sank. "You are to follow every order given to you by Ms. Hughes as if it came from my very own lips. And Tammy, be here at noon, we'll have lunch." With that, David returned to his work and Tammy exited the office. Tammy walked past Mr. Lee's secretary, feeling the older woman's icy stare on her back as she walked by in her new, all too cheap, outfit. Stephanie Hughes was waiting for Tammy and grinned wickedly at the getup David had put her in. "Oh, you will be a big hit in that." She said mockingly. Stephanie raised her hand to silence Tammy before she could even respond. "Now let's get you down to work Miss Douglas. You are already twenty minutes late." Tammy was led down into a crowded room filled with a dozen or so workers, mostly young women, all sitting at computer terminals, frantically typing away. After a brief explanation, Stephanie left Tammy at a computer with a huge stack of invoices to be inputted before lunch. Alone now, Tammy wasn't sure how to feel. She had graduated at the top of her class and after only year of college, already knew more about how to run a company than half of the executives at her father's company. But here she was at a computer terminal, surrounded by a bunch of high school underachievers. None of whom were qualified to clean her house, let alone stare condescendingly at her as she sat typing away. The work was harder than she could have imagined. Tammy's typing skills were decent, but the constant inputting soon had her hands and arms aching with overwork. The uncomfortable clothes did little to help her situation, constantly riding up on her thighs causing her to shift in her chair. As lunch approached, Tammy's to do pile was less than half finished. The other girls all seemed to be finished and had begun to gather themselves up for lunch. Tammy pushed her chair back and started to stand when she felt a hand on her shoulder, pushing her back down. She heard a female voice scold her. "No one takes lunch until all of their work is done. No free rides down here, no matter who you fucked to get this job." Rage filled Tammy as the words hit her. Who was this girl? Tammy could run this whole company with her brains and education and here was some minimum wage tramp implying that she, Tammy Douglas, had to sleep with someone just to get some loser entry level position. It was a complete outrage. Luckily for Tammy, Stephanie Hughes interrupted before she could blow her cover. "Lunch time Miss Douglas." She said rather gruffly. The other girl chimed in. "But, Ms. Hughes, her work isn't finished. Policy says..." Stephanie cut her off. "I know the policy Miss Siefert, thank you. But it seems as if Mr. Lee wants to personally welcome our newest member to the company. His orders state that she is to join him immediately while one of you catches her up on the work. Choose the one Miss Douglas." Tammy stood silently, not responding. This was way too cruel. How could she work with these women if they all saw her getting special treatment, and to top it off she had to choose which of the girls had to pull her extra weight. The look on Ms. Hughes' face reminded Tammy of David's orders. Without looking up to meet the icy stares of her coworkers, Tammy pointed to the short, stocky blonde girl who had shoved her back into her chair. Stephanie smiled, this was a major mistake on Tammy's part, singling out the one girl in the group with any balls at all. "All right Miss Siefert, get to work. Miss Douglas, you better get you ass up to the boss's office before lunch gets cold." Tammy hurried out of the room, not daring to look up at the disapproving faces on the other girls. She knew that David would have something degrading planned for her upstairs, but at that point, anything had to be better than the naked hatred that the other girls were showing her. IV David was waiting in his office, sipping a martini and smiling to himself. It had already been a very busy morning. The wheels were set in motion for a very big, if risky move later that week. Now he was ready for a bit of relaxation. At long last, he was going to get to fuck Tammy Douglas. His cock throbbed in his trousers when he heard a weak knock on his office door. "Come in." He called. As Tammy entered, David was again struck by her beauty. No cheap outfit could alter her fin features and magnificent body. She was stunning, the result of very good blood lines. This only made his desire to defile her grow more intense. "Sit down." He mumbled, still going over a pile of papers. Tammy sat, her hands folded in her lap, caressing the sore flesh of her palms. A hard half day's work was more than the little Princess was used to. David smiled, satisfied with how it had begun. Without looking up, he asked. "Enjoying your first day?" Tammy grew angry. He was mocking her. "No." she blurted out, not thinking. "How could you do that to me? Making me single out someone to do my extra work for me. Do you know what they will all think?" David looked up at her. "First, my dear, never raise your voice to me again. Second, I don't care what they will think. Third, how can I do it? Princess I own you. I can and will do anything I fucking please with your life. Best get used to that." Tammy suddenly found herself without comment. She had been able to trick herself for a while that this was just an unpleasant job she would have to tolerate, but deep inside she knew that for the time being, David Lee did in fact own her. She struggled mightily to hold back tears. The last thing she wanted to do want give him that satisfaction. Sensing she was near the breaking point, David decided it was time to proceed. "Lean back. " he ordered. "Spread your legs like the cheap whore you are." The days of using his power to fuck younger women had long ago lost their appeal to David, but this was so new and exciting. he felt like a teen ager discovering sexual power once again. He had the most beautiful young woman in town, the rich, well bred daughter of a rich and powerful man at his mercy and he was going to her in every way. Tammy slid her ass to the front of the chair, spreading her tan thighs, exposing her pussy to David. She tried to block out his cruel words and pretend she was at home, giving herself pleasure. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the horror that had become her life. "Open your eyes. : David barked. "Look at me while you touch yourself slut." He wanted to see all that spirit and fight drain from her as she became more and more his possession. "Touch your dirty pussy Tammy. You know you are just dying for release. All that fucking yesterday must have spoiled you, all those cock fucking you. You came so hard we were sure you would never stop. Finger your pussy and pretend its my cock." Tammy was unable to block out the memories that he was bringing back. All those strange men holding her down and fucking her mercilessly. Just using her to fuck then dump their loads into her tight pussy. As her fingers stroked up and down the length of her slit, Tammy felt the lubrication begin to flow like a fountain. Another small piece of her will tore away and was lost forever. 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