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- CHAPTER 3 DOING IT CANDY'S WAY
- THE STORE MANAGER'S OFFICE By Master Blaster
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- It is almost exactly a month after your first night of training
- when I say, "Your training will continue tomorrow." Your heart
- jumps and immediately you break into a sweat. In nothing flat,
- your pussy has already started to drip. "Here are your instruc-
- tions.", I say. I tell you to go to one of the larger downtown
- department stores at noon the following day. I give you the name
- of the man who is the general manager and tell you to report to
- him. Sleeping that night is almost impossible. You keep think-
- ing of your last encounter and the anticipation of what is to
- come is unbearable. You take great care dressing the next morn-
- ing. On the subway going downtown, you are acutely aware of the
- draft going up your skirt directly to your uncovered pussy and
- you are convinced that someone can see through your blouse to
- your naked breasts. Precisely at noon, you announce yourself to
- the secretary of the man. She tells you to follow her. You are
- led into the plush office of the general manager. A severe and
- handsome man approximately 40 years old is behind the desk. The
- secretary leads you to a spot about ten feet before the desk.
- The manager looks at you and says, "Lift your skirt." Your face
- turns beet red as you reach down to pull the skirt up to your
- waist. Both the manager and the secretary stare at your brown
- curls for a moment. "Remove all of your clothes.", says the gen-
- eral manager. "Here!?", you squeak. Anyone could come in at any
- time and you are very nervous. "Here", says the man. With
- trembling hands you undo the buttons on your blouse and let it
- fall to the floor. The skirt soon follows. The secretary brings
- over six leather straps that are all too familiar and attaches
- them to your wrists, ankles and thighs. The general manager
- reaches into his desk and pulls out a small leather paddle. He
- hands it to the secretary and says, "Make sure that her bottom is
- warm to the touch when you are finished." He then leaves the
- room. The secretary attaches your wrist straps together and
- pulls you over her knee on a chair in the middle of the room.
- For the next few minutes, the leather paddle falls on your bottom
- leaving it red and hot. When she is done, she has you stand in
- the corner of the room, facing it. You feel just like a little
- girl. Your red bottom is on display for anyone interested in
- looking. Over the next five minutes or so, you hear the door
- opening and closing and people who can obviously see you coming
- in and out. You are sure that your face is at least as red as
- your bottom when the general manager finally instructs you to
- approach his desk. You are placed on your back on him desk and
- your wrists, ankles and thighs are attached to ropes so that you
- are completely exposed. The man touches your breasts first. He
- gently caresses them and alternately pinches them. You watch and
- feel him pull the nipple so the breast is pulled up and then let
- go. The breast falls back against your body and you moan. After
- a moment or two, your nipples are rock-hard. The man reaches
- down and quickly attaches nipple clips to your breasts. You gasp
- and begin moving your hips. The man walks around in front of
- your pussy and says, "Do you like the feeling of your nipples
- being pinched?" "Yes," you gasp, "It makes me hot." The man
- spreads the lips of your pussy apart to verify that this is so.
- "Perhaps," she says, "we shall one day pierce those big nipples
- of yours with a gold ring." You close your eyes at the thought
- of your nipples being pierced. You imagine at once the pain of
- the piercing and the constant stimulation of your breasts. You
- feel the fingers of the man at your pussy again. You open your
- eyes and she has a small pair of scissors and is quickly cutting
- away your pubic hair. "Please don't.", you say. The man's eyes
- look like steel. "If you speak again", she says, "you will be
- severely punished." You close your eyes, shamed that another man
- will soon see you as you were when you were ten years old. In
- fact, over the next few minutes as the last of your pubic hair is
- shaved off, you feel like a little girl whose body is subject to
- adult supervision and control. You open your eyes again as the
- procedure finishes. All of your pubic hair has been removed.
- What the man can see now is the puffed out lips of your pussy and
- the full length of your slit. He takes some baby oil and slowly
- begins to massage it into your pussy. The heat of your pussy and
- him hand has you moaning and squirming on the table. Reaching
- down, the man grasps the lips of your pussy and stretches them
- wide apart. You are completely exposed to him. He then touches
- the tip of your clitoris with the tip of his tongue. It is too
- much. You start to come, moaning and bucking your hips into him
- face. A moment later you are detached and, after dressing, sent
- on your way. As you leave him office, you feel the eyes of the
- other office workers on you and you are sure that they know what
- has been done to you. You are grateful when the doors to the
- elevator firmly close behind you and you know that the second
- phase of your training is over.
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