I rang the bank and dropped to my knees when told that the accounts had been closed. I curled up in a ball and cried. I lay there for hours. I jumped ...when the phone rang. "Hello." This is Beth. You have to put on the orange dress and your collar and be at the office at 5.30. Don't be late." She hung up before I could say anything.The orange dress was a backless halterneck. The worst bit was the front which plunged to below my navel and barely covered my breasts. And the collar. Oh God. I went. .well I had hoped not to trip up!"Someone call an ambulance," Justine muttered unsympathetically."Don't worry..." I said as I got myself up."Claire, you've got the job." Justine called up.The pitch of my voice went up a notch. "Why should she? This job was supposed to be mine. The only reason I tolerated your bullshit was because I couldn't get legal advice till the end of the day." Our procedures are none of your business."I landed a punch on her and now she hit the deck. "GET OUT." she. Before she had the chance to react, her prom date, Shawn, swept her away. As she was swaying from left to right with Shawn, all she could think about was Caleb.Caleb was sitting on a bench near the exit of the ballroom. He couldn't keep his eyes off of his sister and her slimebag of a date. He was furious to see the love of his life in the arms of another man. Shawn looked happy to be holding someone of her beauty and class, but she looked a little distant. She wasn't there emotionally, and. The robes were then removed, revealing their nakedness. The handlers then began to fondle their charges. Each man slowly disrobed as he began to caress each woman’s pussy. In one almost theatrical flourish each muscular man spread the legs of his captive partner and pressed his member into her. I watched, eyes bulging and heart pounding, as the dark-skinned man who had led Jennifer into the room began to slowly fuck my wife. Each of the women emitted a sensual moan as she was taken. Jennifer.