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lips.
    â€œTeaser,” he said.
    I was the office chemist, if anyone could devise a formula it was me. But there was one thing out of my reach. My soul yearned to be in love; I wanted her, needed to be her slave, but I wasn’t sure who she was.
    We all watched the clock and each other. Gillian had been looking at me for the last hour, and every time I glanced back she turned away, instantly laughing at some spurious comment from Steve. Should I play with my hair, file my nails? Finally, she walked over, looking me up and down. She leant forwards over my desk. Her mouth hovered over my ear. I could feel her warm breath as she whispered, “I love a man in stockings,” and her leg brushed against mine. The suspenders dug into my flesh like stirrups.
    â€œYou’re on my radar, Valery,” she said.
    I could see a fire in her eyes.
    â€œPretty boys like you are gagging for it,” she continued.
    I’d never seen a woman like this, her eyes wild, biting her bottom lip.
    â€œThe others will hear,” I stammered, and fluttered my eyelashes coyly.
    It worked, but she jabbed her fingernail into the back of my hand before leaving. Her heels stabbed into the floorboards.
    The five o’clock whistle sounded, and we all rushed for our coats.
    â€œValery 01 to the office,” announced the voice over the speaker.
    I hesitated, desperate to leave, but Claire would make mincemeat of me the following day.
    â€œWhat have you done now, Valery?” asked Steve.
    â€œWho’s a lucky so and so,” said Cassie as he fastened the buckle on his full length mauve raincoat.
    The others had gone as I approached their lair, my head down, feet dragging.
    Claire sat at her desk with Gillian perched on the end like a hunting bird. She was holding a sharp pencil.
    â€œAny luck with the formula?” asked Claire.
    â€œAlmost,” I replied. ‘Just give me another day or two.”
    â€œAren’t you the bright one,” said Gillian, but the tone in her voice said the opposite.
    â€œLook, why am I here?” I asked, trying to raise a feeble, compliant smile. I failed.
    â€œGillian has noted an air of insubordination of late,” said Claire, matter of factly.
    I looked at the floor. I knew the real reason I was here as Gillian opened her briefcase and reached for the strapon. Even with the roles reversed everything was still about sex, except sex itself. Sex was about power, and I duly, obediently, bent over Claire’s desk as they fastened their weapons like gunslingers. I was a puppet; this is what women did to us, legally.
    They took turns and it seemed to last forever. The only concession to my comfort was the gel. I separated myself from the humiliation.
    â€œNot a word,” said Claire before holding a finger to her lips.
    I was sore, physically and mentally.
    â€œI bet he enjoyed it,” said Gillian, laughing as I pulled up my dishevelled clothes. “And caged too, isn’t he just adorable?”
    She was younger than Claire, with short jet black hair, and a snarl etched on her thick lips. She twisted a silver ring with a large black opal on her middle finger.
    â€œI always mean what I say,” she said, “and have what I want.”
    â€œDon’t worry, I’ll drop you home,” said Claire.
    We all knew there was no point complaining, and I looked out of the window to avoid their gaze.
    I lay in the bath for hours when I got home, but I still couldn’t feel clean.
    I fell asleep in new bed linen, wondering what I had done wrong to draw their hurtful attention. And, more importantly, what I could change in the future to stop it happening again.
    Chapter Four
    I felt like I was trapped in a cage and I was, a steel one on prescription. I showered carefully; no time for a bath, I was running late. Besides the running water was more hygienic and flowed over and through the spikes like a waterfall. Something felt different, unreal. I was