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her hands before allowing him deeper entry, but at a speed that suited her. It worked.
    Behind her the secretary finished and pulled out; she assumed he had come inside her, she had been too busy at the other end to notice. She felt another cock slide into her cunt, she had no idea of whether or not she was wet or whether his ease of entry was due entirely to the amount of sperm she was leaking down there. But the entry rammed her forwards onto the cock in her mouth and was she rewarded by feeling it swell and begin to jerk. She grabbed the thick shaft to try and ease the vigour of the mouth fucking the cock’s owner wanted to give her and managed to contain him. He pulled away abruptly and she was only just able to draw breath before another man was there, getting applause and laughter from his colleagues by slapping her face with his cock. She was distracted by the man behind her coming and slamming her backwards and forwards in his ecstasy. She desperately reached for the cock in front of her face and began to masturbate it. He wasn’t having that however and her hand was slapped away and the head presented to her mouth. She swallowed and took him in, although her eyes bulged as she felt another buggery commence.
    Eventually it seemed to her that as she became more and more inert and supine, the more that attracted them. Sometimes they didn’t bother to penetrate her, just masturbated over her as she lay sprawled across the desk. She vaguely felt spatterings on her back and in her hair as the use of her two nether entrances continued until eventually they were all finished with her. For a long time there was quiet and then she heard them leave and tried to push herself up. Her hands were sticky with sperm and slipped on the polished wood that was itself spattered with the stuff. She tried again and made it this time; shakily pushing herself upright and brushing hair out of her eyes. The office was empty apart from the president, sitting calmly beside her in his chair.
    “We…….we have a deal then?”
    “Indeed we do, Countess. We will keep our side of it, please ensure that you keep your side of it.”
    He looked at her and suddenly she saw the full ruthlessness of him. What she had just been through was nothing more than a warning shot across the bows. If she didn’t have her team fully up to strength and ready to go in eight weeks, she and plenty others of her female staff could face far worse. A vision of Angel’s face swam across her mind’s eye and she determined that she would never see it looking as hers must just now.
    Moving slowly and painfully she began to dress again and walked stiffly back to her car.
    It was a blessing that Angel wasn’t there to see the state of her when she got back to the stable. In fact she managed to get back to her quarters, shower and change before anyone saw her. Angel was in England for a few days with what money the stable had and Sadia still had another job to do before she returned.
    She went to the office and eased her tender bottom onto her chair before reaching for the phone. From outside, down on the training ground came the sounds of a punishment beating being counted out. Smiling she listened, picturing the victim stretched out in one of the big frames; the squad all lined up to witness the punishment and the lashes being called.
    She raised her eyebrows as the total passed thirty lashes and kept going. Someone had really been shirking!
    At forty the punishment ceased and Sadia pictured the long lash being coiled away neatly for next time. It encouraged her. Discipline was good and the squad was well trained. She had had a tougher afternoon of it than she had expected but she had got what she wanted. Men followed their cocks – always had done; always would. And a sensible woman could ensure they went the way she wanted them to. She would win through and so would the Girl Squad.
    She dialled a number and sat back, wincing just slightly.
    “Eric dahhhling!” she