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01 Jan 2015 (NYE - 3)
01 Jan 2015 (NYE - 3) As I passed the door of the Managers office I heard Mr. Fred call out from inside, "Kate! Where the fuck have you been?! Get inside here now because you don't want to piss me off one last time!" It sounded ominous, but also liberating as it sounded like he had already come to the realization that my time with the syndicate would soon be coming to an end. When I walked inside and saw him he only motioned for me to sit down in the chair in front of the large wooden desk. As he began talking I was shocked feeling the vibrator start to hum softly, but how could Mr. Fred being doing that since I could clearly see that both of his hands were empty, and no remote control in site. I refocused on what he was saying, but only caught something about the police and London, "...so since everybody is pleased with your performance tonight you'll get to leave early at three a.m., and not be a part of the clean crew. You'll still be the clock until your 24 hours are over. So, just hang out in your hotel room if you're needed for anything else." It felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off of my shoulders, "Once things cool down and were back full time in Los Angeles just know you are always welcome as a guest at our gatherings. I rose out of the chair as he concluded, "Good bye Katherine or is it Dave?" I just smiled and shook his hand and walked towards the door now totally confused by his final statements. As I turned to ask a question the vibrator began throbbing stronger as Mr. Fred just stood there and watched. I barely was able to get out of the office and now needed to know who was causing my sissy pussy to pucker with<b> lust. </font></b>For the next hour I tried to be the best waitress possible as the tips that were being stuffed inside my costume was making this a very profitable night. When I finally took a short break and returned to the bar I was hoping to get a word privately with Mary when I heard a familiar voice behind me, "Katherine! Katherine is that really you?" I spun around and saw Mark swaying drunkenly with a bottle of champagne in his right hand, "Damn Kate! That is you. I didn't recognize you behind the veil until after the auction. Damn, if I would have known I would have jumped in the bidding." Mark staggered close and pulled me even closer by wrapping one arm around my waist as his other other grabbed the back of my head giving me a deep French kiss. I had never felt a more passionate kiss, which made it harder to resist. Before he stopped, his hands moved down to my ass when I wrapped my arms around his neck. When the kiss finally broke off he looked deep in my eyes, "It's good for both of us that the syndicate bought out your contract. That means I've still got a chance to make you mine." I was frozen by his words, "At least it was only a short-term extension and not a lifetime commitment like two of the other harem girls purchased tonight." I was in shock, but I couldn't but feel sorry for the two unsuspecting slaves, and as one of the harem girls passed with a tray of drinks I wondered if she was one of the lifers, and if they knew they were now some Alpha Male's property. I had been around this action for over two years and I barely figured it out, with most of it coming only after the fact. Mark then forced himself on me again to drive his tongue deep in my wet mouth while he moved one hand to my clit and grabbed it firmly. Nibbling over to my ear he whispered, "Once I put a ring on your finger and make you a respectable woman, we will need to keep this locked in chastity...most of the time." I heard myself gasp and Mark felt me tremble, "Good. That was the response I was hoping for." He gave me a peck on the cheek and finally staggered off into the crowd. When I turned around Mary waring staring at me with her mouth wide open, "Is that the same guy from Halloween? Wow, he has got the hots for you." I leaned against the bar and told her he wants me to be his chastity bride, "No way!" Taking the opportunity I asked, "Was there an auction tonight?" She hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yes, there was a slave auction tonight, and I hate to say it but I think you were a part of it!" Mary tried to calm me down, "It was a silent auction. Something the boys are trying out to protect themselves. I only just found out about it when I overheard those two guys talking at the other end of the bar." When I snuck a peek at the pair they raised their glasses in recognition of me as the older man tugged at his necklace. It reminded me of the I was still wearing, which I immediately attempted to remove, but as I tugged at the clasp I felt a small part of the latch break off and fall to the floor. I was horrified as I started tugging wildly at the thick gold chain, then somebody stepped behind me to , "I can you with that, just hold still." It was my savior Mr. Paul as I stood there obediently as he attempted to remove the necklace, "Oh my sweetie, how did you manage to do this. Your necklace has an extra security attachment . . . a break-off screw, but I can , just hold still." After a couple tugs and twists of the necklace I felt him softly blowing on the back of my neck, "There, almost done . . . everything will be perfect in just a couple seconds." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mr. Paul place a tube of super glue on top of the bar, and after a couple more soft blows he leaned into my ear, "Now the only person that will ever take that off is your Master when you finally become Kate 24/7." I felt a wave of defeat and submission sweep over me as I was thinking if Mr. Paul would do something so devious to me what could I expect from the others that were involved in my down fall. When I turned back to him he added with a smile, "It was a joke. Doctor Lee put me up to it. Always the practical joker." I was a bit relieved as Mr. Paul introduced me to the doctor from Thailand standing next him laughing out loud, "My apologies Miss K, and I must add you are so much more beautiful than any cross dresser I've helped through their transition." He then told us all about his practice in a Bangkok clinic where he performs SRS surgeries before Mr. Paul broke in, "Doctor Lee has agreed to be the newest member of our team of specialists. He's another safe and legitimate outlet for our expanding services." The doctor smiled and bowed slightly before moving off through the thinning crowd. After a couple steps he turned back to look me up and down one more time and then turned to Mr. Paul, "She has show girl potential if you ever get her to the clinic." Mr. Paul was placing the super glue in his coat pocket as I tried to interject, but he cut me off, "Last night huh? I'll hate to see you go, but you've got my . Call it anytime, and I hope you won't mind if I check in with you from time to time." I was about to question him about the night's auction when the butt plug began throbbing at it's highest speed. I could barely keep my wits as he took a step closer and reached into his pants pocket as I was expecting to see him with the remote control, "Tips are typically bigger on new years. How did you make out tonight?" I told him after my last count I had made $740, "Okay, so the deal was $750 for your harem girl/waitress duties, and I feel you deserve your typical under the table $1000 bonus. Just because everybody loved what they saw at Halloween. Beyond the bosses expectations." He leaned over and gave me a long deep soul kiss, which was even more passionate than Mark's. As our lips parted he remained uncomfortably close, "I'll give you a call when we get back in Los Angeles, maybe we can meet some place quiet for dinner and drinks to catch up on Kate and Dave." He placed a wad of bills down the front of my sheer top and wedged it in my cleavage, and as he passed off behind me he slapped my left butt cheek loud enough that it caused others at the bar to turn to look. |
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