‘Nothing is as important as you are,’ he said, his voice a monotone. God, it felt so sexy to sit there and pretend to be brainwashed and seduced i...nto total obedience. Because it was pretend, Corey told himself. Sure, she’d made him give her his phone number so that she could call him any time she wanted. Yes, she’d called him a few times in public places and made him find a bathroom so that she could make him jerk off in one of the stalls. ‘Just to see how my control is coming along,’ she’d. “Well now that you mention it, there might be one or two things” I grin menacingly “you can start by getting naked” “what??"... she stammers “ you heard me” “ but I thought I could just show you my breasts and that would be fine?” she states, “ either you get naked or you will be out of a job by tomorrow” she nods her head and bites her lip nervously as she undoes her buttons, into view spring a pair of tits easily a DD or E barely held in by a sheer push up bra, as she pushes her pants. We used to chat a lot. We worked out at the same gym and god, those times were insane! I would always steal glances at her when she worked out. Few times she caught me but just smiled at me. She knew I had a crush on her and she enjoyed the attention.One day I got a text from her which shocked me. Her family was shifting to UK and it would be in a month. I immediately went to her place to congratulate her but I was also sad that she was leaving. We were talking about how her husband had got a. “Help! Help!” she called as she took hold of the rungs and began to climb, “Ayuda!”The guy was standing at the top of the ladder by the time she got there. He wasn’t waving a gun, just his hands. Would he kick her in the face? Or manhandle her? He looked unsure of himself. She kept climbing, reached the top, using the rail, and arrived into his face - or his chest because he was big - and he took a step back, reaching for his phone. Mia stepped onto the decking.“Thank you,” she said.He spoke.