Michele commenced her ritual; she stroked her face with her fingertips.Her skin was still smooth from the close shave she had had two hours ago.God, h...ad this nightmare only been happening for two hours? It seemed likeforever! She applied a thick but even basecoat of foundation to her faceand neck and then set it with a liberal dusting of matching face powder.She then went to work on her eyes. Michele forced her hand to remainsteady whilst she applied eyeliner, as close to her lash-line as. Mr Bradshaw was livid and told my breasts in no uncertain terms that my job was just about finished, apart from some dotting of the ‘i’s’ and crossing some ‘t’s’ he would sack me by close of business. I was gutted of course but knew I had it coming, it had been stupid and a valuable lesson learned but without his glowing report I would be just another graduate looking for a job. I couldn’t afford the sack but I knew it was inevitable. Mr Bradshaw didn’t look the type to be swayed by a pretty. "Well, let's go see shall we?"Ten minutes later Willow was sure she was in trouble again. Page had found black hair all over the bathroom Willow had been told to clean. Page did not even need the white sticky tape she was using to find the smaller pieces. There were long hairs in the shower, under the chair and on the clippers Page had used to shear Willow's head."I am beginning to see what we have to work with here."Slave, count the offenses."You did not complete the assigned task on time."You. By now, the strong pain had transformed into pleasure and I was clear on the fact that I was going to enjoy every minute of it. He grabbed my waist with both hands trying to pulled me closer and closer to him as he started to fuck me furiously for a couple of minutes. Deep inside of me I wanted to scream from pleasure when I checked in the mirror and noticed his huge and long cock going in and out my tight love hole. It was like a porno movie with the only difference that I was the main.