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Devons Fate. Chapter 3 - 4/6/2012 9:01:03 PM   
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Introductions One.

Wendy Summers, Kendall Steward, & Sylvia Hamstead had all been summoned to a meeting at the CEO's residence. All three women worked for Seaverson Industries in the payroll department. Wendy had been the first one hired of the three. She had come from a temp agency Paulette had contracted with specific instructions to recruit young women who had seen hard times. Yet showed abilities she needed. Paulette handled the interviews and files herself. To each girl she was Ms Finch from human recources. Taking time to insure proper placement and training were provided. Counseling was a requsite to employment. Wendy had confided to her counselor one day in session. Crying out her story in guilt ridden sobs. Everything went into "Mz Finches" file.

Paulette went to work to get the other girls recruited and Devon Reynolds dealt with. His defense lawyer was the slave of a friend. He was a lousy lawyer but easy to control. As all chaste males eventually become. Well, the ones who don't kill themselves anyway.

All three women were shuttled over from the office and fed a sumputious lunch. At each setting was an envelope. Each with the name in elegant caligraphy.
Each envelope contained a check for five thousand dollars and a note that read as follows.

As of this notice you are given a ten percent raise in pay along with a two week paid vacation here at my residence begining now. Please know that your accrued vacation times will not be affected.

May you see better days.
Enjoy the meal.

Regards,
Paulette Seaverson.

By this point the girls were stunned with disbelief. Then erupted in screams of mutual delight.

Momentarilly a man appeared with a serving tray covered with chicken salad. He was followed by another carrying champaine.

"Good afternoon ladies and welcome. I am Winston. Should you have any needs during your stay. It will be my honor to see it satisfied. No matter how small. Simply call for me.

I apologize for Ms Seaversons absence. She is busy setting up a special presentation for you after the meal.

Champaine poured like water. Wendy didn't favor the salad but was afraid to speak. Winston came to her. "Is the salad not to Mistress liking? I will personally beat the chef and have anything you like prepaired. I am here to ensure your pleasure." His smile was full of mirth. Then Wendy caught his wink & laughed.

"No Winston it's fine really. I.. I'm sorry but I'm allergic to romaine. What else can I have."

"Anything Mistress." Replied Winston calmly.
"Ummm... Grilled Mahi Mahi?"
"As you wish. Ladies? May I get you.anything else?"
Asside from being dumbfounded Kendall spoke first.

"I sure could use a cigarette. Is the a place where I can smoke Winson?"

Winston smiled. "Yes Mistress of course." He offered her a smoke which happened to be her brand and lit it.

"And for Mistress?" Winston said in Sylvias direction.
"Honey, I just got 5 grand, a raise, a meal on company time and a two week vacatation. I may get fired for this but I could really use a joint."

The other women fell into stunned silence. Not so much by the request as by the response. Winston quietly reached into his vest pocket and pulled out a silver cigarette case. Popping open the spring loaded case in front of Sylvia. Before her lay ten perfectly rolled reefers. "Organically grown medicinal hybrid Mistress."

"Shut the fuck up!" Sylvia said. "You serious?"

"As serious as that check in your purse Mz Hamstead. In fact I think you will find a lot of things will be different from now on. Winston light that joint and strip."

"Yes Mz S.
Paulette Seaverson walked into the room. She took an empty seat at the table. "Ladies I have a confession to make. My name is not.Loretta Finch. It's Paulette Seaverson. Welcome to my home. Winston is my major domo. He runs the house. As you can seebhevis very obediant. Let me show you why. Winston. turn around."

The now naked man had his backside toward the women. He turned to reveal a steel encasement upon his crotch.

There was obvious surprised if not bemused shock all round. "Winston is a submissive. Winston, tell the ladies how long it has been since your last orgasm?"

Mistress graciously permitted an orgasm on my birthday. Ninty seven days ago.
Thank you Winston. Good boy. Leave us now please." The man quietly left the room.

"Now then. I'm sure you all have questions. Let me tell you about why you are here."

Over the next hour. Paulette told the ladies of her belief in female supremacy as well as her discoveries about them.
Concluding wth, "I can promise you that after that night you can put your past behind you. Desert is forth coming. I will join you soon."

The three talked avidly as the teremisu was served along with coffee. None of them could beliece their sudden fortune. Sonia was the only one who had continued in "the life" She used it asva fall back.position wgen she need extra cash. As a result she was familiar with some of the darker aspects of sex.
"Well girls, I don't know about.you.two but that Winston?... I want one!" Causing laughter all around.

It was only moments later that he appeared fully dressed in the doorway. "Excuse me ladies. Mz Severson requests your presence in the play room. If you wiuld follow.me please." They followed him down a hall to an open elevator. "The floor is the bottom.button. I would join you but must atrend to other duties. Ms Severson is waiting in the playroom." A smile and a finger push later the compartment lowered them down.





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