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f**k in Security

I grab my morning coffee from Bridget. She looked like she had just been f****d, which was probably true. From the men's cheers, I guess Sonia's on the stage. She was dancing around the pole. Neither her bra or thongs were off. I call my s*x assistant, Bret. "We need to check if her ass and p***y are ready to be f****d," I say. Brett nods. "I wanna f**k her. HARD." He says, licking his lips. I leave him and walk into the room of s*x. None of my staff are allowed in here except for my trusted ones. It's a room where my s*x slaves are on display, being f****d by men who paid a bunch of money. I go to the security feed to check on Brett. He was f*****g Sonia in the ass. He turned her around and started f*****g her p***y. He sucked on her boobs and then munched on her p***y. It was a show to behold. I shut the footage since I heard footsteps. A very pretty brunette poked her head in. Her eyes widen at me. I'm mistaken for a beauty. This one must be a lesbian. "Umm, Ma'am, is there anything you need?" she asks. She was blushing heavily. "What's your name?" I ask. "S-Sara," she mutters. "Sara, are you hungry?"

"Hungry for what ma'am?" I go closer to her. I feel her shiver as my lips touch her ear. "Sex." She looks completely shocked. But she nods. Perfect. I could use a quick f**k. Did I mention I was bisexual? I lock the security room door. I corner Sara. "I will serve you dinner," I say seductively. She's affected by my tone immediately. I kiss her lips. Hard. She grips on my shoulders. I unbutton her blouse. She was wearing a very sexy lace bra. I pull it down and suck on her t**s. Sara moans with pleasure. She pulls me up and kneels down. Sara pushes me against the wall. She pulls up my pencil skirt and pulls down my thongs. Her tongue enters my p***y. I moan. This woman is fierce! I was on fire with pleasure. My p***y juice was dripping down her chin. I pull her up and slam her against the wall. I pull down her dress pants, revealing soft, wet panties. I pull them down and invade her p***y. She groans. I drink some of her p***y juice. Then I get up. I press my p***y against hers and start moving, fast. I sucked on her luscious t**s. Sara overpowers me. She pushes me into the wall and started f*****g my ass. Oh s**t. Sara came right there. I let her go. I had to use the walls for support. She left, and I decided to check on the stage room. Emily was being f****d by two guys on stage, and a few more waiting. They were putting their cash in a box. I sighed. I love my job.