Whatever It Takes Part 2 - Onboarding

Sequel part to Whatever It Takes - recommend reading that mini story first.

By Monday morning Hannah could feel a whirlwind of emotions running through her body. After the events of Friday, which had been both the scariest and most arousing night of Hannah's life, she could hardly believe it. She had spent Saturday sleeping and Sunday panicking about Monday, as all the events of Friday's debauchery played over and over in her head.

She hoped it was a one off, that Ms. Grayson would have forgotten it all and things would be back to normal on Monday, but deep down she knew better. To stop her panic she tried to spend Sunday planning how to regain control of the situation. She decided she would arrange a meeting with Ms. Grayson, thank her for the experience but that she would like to keep her old job, and promise to work extra hard, with no intention of asking for anything more ever again. Hopefully the woman would understand her plea and Hannah could get her life back on track before anything really got out of hand.

On Monday she arrived early to the office, getting to her desk at 7am in the hope she could settle her nerves and think out her plan before Ms. Grayson had even arrived. But when she sat down and took her first sip of coffee she realised she wasn't alone. Hannah felt her skin flush pink at the sight of Lucy Mears, Ms. Grayson's secretary hurriedly walking over to her desk with a document in her hand.

Hannah felt her stomach drop as Lucy handed the document over and smiled politely, as if Hannah hadn't last seen the girl naked besides a collar orally servicing some of their biggest clients.

"Hi Hannah, glad you are in early, if you get this signed up and bring it to Ms. Grayson's office by 7:15 she has arranged a special onboarding session for you for your new role. Please be punctual so we can get through it before the working day begins." Lucy smiled again as Hannah looked over the title of the document - reading the words 'Secretarial Role for Department Head - Internal Promotion' and balked. Secretary was not a promotion, Hannah's career would be going backwards, taking a nose dive if she accepted.

As if reading her mind Lucy continued, with a script clearly given to her by her evil boss. "Alternatively Ms. Grayson has offered my help in packing up your things and preparing your resignation letter should you not wish to sign. Shall I get you a box?"

Lucy tilted her head, waiting for a response so she could leave. Whatever Ms. Grayson had put the younger lady through she must have grown numb to... or enjoyed. There is no sane person who could show such lack in empathy towards forcing such a decision. Hannah knew it wasn't Lucy's decision, but the cold delivery just showed Lucy had probably seen this, or much worse before, and knew the best way to get through it was just to obey. The thought made Hannah shiver.

"No... no need for a box... I just want to, maybe I can talk to Ms. Grayson in private for a moment about all this?" Hannah looked up into Lucy's eyes pleadingly.

Lucy's eyes softened as she replied. "Hannah, I'm not supposed to tell you this stuff, but listen, Mistress wasn't playing around on Friday, she won't change her mind and she has given clear instructions. Please, for your own sake, either walk out that door right now, or do as she has requested. Anything else is going to get us both in trouble." With that Lucy turned and walked back to her desk by Ms. Grayson's office.

Hannah took a deep breath. This was not going to plan. She checked the clock and realised she had just 12 minutes to read whatever was in this document if she didn't want to end up pissing off the woman she needed to be on the good side of. She considered just walking, but knew Ms. Grayson would never give her a reference, especially after that bungled project that Hannah thought no one would have found to be her fault. If Hannah walked she wasn't even sure what would happen, where would she get a job in time to pay all her bills.

Hannah flipped through the document, the role was fairly straight forward, although the ambiguity of listed items such as 'perform any other tasks as requested by employer' made Hannah's stomach turn. When she got to the salary part she let out a gasp. She was being offered less than half her current pay. A massive cut, it was totally ridiculous. Realising she was running out of time she decided not to sign the document, but picked it up and headed over to Ms. Grayson's office, hoping she could talk her way out of this mess.

Lucy beamed as Hannah walked up to the desk. "You can go straight in, she's expecting you."

Hannah felt her hands tremble as she knocked twice and then opened the door to Ms. Grayson's office, the lion's den. Ms. Grayson was sitting behind her desk, dressed in her regular office attire. Hannah couldn't help but think back to the party on Friday, to how this woman had looked almost completely different, like a scene from a fetish movie. She quickly shook her head.

"Hi Ms. Grayson, thank you for meeting me this morning." Hannah said it with less conviction than she would have liked, a certain meekness coming off as she tried to compose her thoughts.

"Ahh good, if it isn't my new recruit, and on time for a change, not a bad start. Now just hand me that paperwork and we can begin onboarding." Ms. Grayson held out her hand expectantly as her eyes bored into Hannah's. Hannah blinked and was about to reply when she heard the door open behind, and in stepped Lucy, quietly, locking the door behind herself and standing behind Hannah's chair.

"err Ms. Grayson about this", Hannah stammered. "I was umm reading the paper and well... the salary. It's not enough, I can't live off this." There was a pause, the silence in the room hung in the air for what felt like eternity in Hannah's mind, and she felt she had to say something. Anything. "Please, please don't make me do this."

Ms. Grayson retracted her hand, and carefully, meticulously adjusted her blouse for a moment before responding. "Aww my dear Hannah, you poor thing" For a moment Hannah thought she was going to be given a way out, that Ms. Grayson would show some sympathy, but this proved fleeting as her boss continued. "This must be very tough to adjust to I know. But don't worry, we can help. On Friday you did say 'whatever it takes' no? And you do understand you always have a choice. Feel free to walk out, start your career over, go somewhere they hire tardy girls and pay them well for doing sloppy work, but after your behaviour here don't expect a reference from me, and don't expect a job anywhere near this industry, my friends won't hire someone like you either. But I am sure Lucy offered you this option this morning no?"

Hannah could only nod.

"So" Ms. Grayson continued "You've strolled into my office without the signed document I requested, in the hope you could what? Negotiate a pay rise? How much do you think a dirty pig who licks cum off my floor should be paid hmm? You think that's worthy of the same salary as the people in this company who actually make the business money?"

Hannah was taken back by the question, so raw in her mind were the events of Friday. She felt transported back to that party for a moment, the taste of the semen on the wooden floorboard, the pain of Ms. Grayson's foot pressed down on her face. She shook her head to dissolve the memory "No I just - how can I -"

Ms. Grayson cut her off, knowing full well where the conversation was going and showing she truly was in complete control. "How can you afford to live? You're being so rude now Hannah, Lucy here manages to get by just fine on that salary, don't you Lucy?"

"Yes Mistress, it's perfect for my needs." Lucy replied, and Hannah blushed again, not meaning to offend the young blonde who was clearly so completely trapped in Ms. Grayson's evil web.

"Sorry I know yes of course - but this won't even cover my rent." Hannah was desperate to find a way out, but all this conversation seemed to do was drive her further into the clutches of her perverted boss.

"Oh nonsense girl. Lucy here has a week left, she can help show you how to live within your means. For example Lucy rents a tiny basement flat that is perfect for a little bottom feeder like her, I am sure we can find you something similar."

Hannah didn't like any of what Ms. Grayson had just said, from calling Lucy a 'bottom feeder' to suggesting she live in some tiny dark basement studio. She knew how dirty and damp they were, and would have no room for her wardrobe, TV, anything at all.

"In fact, I have an even better solution for you, you can lodge with me. I have a fully furnished room just perfect for you." Ms. Grayson revealed a wicked smile as she watched Hannah squirm at the suggestion.

"Ah no I ummm... I think I will be fine actually" Hannah could not think of anything worse than spending nights under the same roof as this evil bitch.

"Oh but Hannah, I insist. In fact consider this a little extra perk of your new role, part and parcel of the job. Don't say I don't give you any help now, Lucy here must be so incredibly jealous of such an offer, but I am feeling so generous today. All I ask is you do a few chores for me in return. After all, we know how good you are at cleaning floors now don't we?"

Hannah felt dizzy. She was quickly realising that the more she protested the worse things were for her. She could barely manage a nod as the words sunk in.

"Well dimwit, what do you say?" Ms. Grayson could barely contain herself, soon Hannah would be totally hers.

"Th-thank you" stuttered Hannah, her world spinning.

"Thank you Mistress" corrected Ms. Grayson "You'll be expected to use that title with me when we are in private, which was meant to be covered in this morning's onboarding session you seem so adamant to delay." Ms. Grayson continued to intimidate the poor hapless Hannah as the younger woman's life began to spiral out of control.

"Thank you... Mistress" Hannah had to gulp to finish the sentence, as Ms. Grayson handed the meek girl a pen.

"Now finish signing this paperwork and we can give you your special signing on present." Ms. Grayson leaned forward expectedly.

Hannah's hand trembled as she scribbled her signature, accepting her fate.

"Good girl" purred Ms. Grayson, licking her lips at having successfully broken down another barrier of poor Hannah's will. "Now sit still while Lucy gives you your present."

Hannah fidgeted with her hands in her lap as she heard Lucy opening a box behind her. She wanted to turn around, but knew better, so simply closed her eyes. Lucy brushed aside Hannah's hair and Hannah then felt soft velvet along her neck as a strip of some fabric seemed to be wrapped around her. The present is a choker? Hannah heard a click and opened her eyes in realisation. Not a choker, a collar.

Hannah watched as Lucy walked around the desk to Ms. Grayson's side and knelt holding up a small key for Ms. Grayson to take.

"The key to your new fuck toy Mistress." Lucy's use of language took Hannah back as she watched the scene unfold, watching Ms. Grayson take the key to the collar and place it in one of the desk drawers. Hannah realised then that Lucy was wearing her own collar too. She tried to hold back the tears, now knowing this nightmare was only just beginning.

Ms. Grayson then turned to Hannah and smiled, as Lucy remained kneeling next to the dominant woman.

"Now Hannah, we are running out of time but will cover a few ground rules as my secretary. Firstly, as I said, in private you will call me Mistress at all times. Secondly, you will also wear that collar whenever we are in private as well. You will keep it on you at all times, ready to be put on, with the padlock open until you lock it in place to serve me. Once I am satisfied with your services, I may unlock the padlock. You will never have the key, you will never be allowed to take it off without me present. Understood?"

Hannah felt the world rushing around her. Ms. Grayson was a monster. She lifted her hand to her neck, tracing the outline of the velvet, tugging it gently she realised how tight it was to her neck, the D-ring at the front made it pretty obvious what this was. A slave collar. Hannah's stomach tightened at the thought. She felt as if winded by a blow.

"I understand... Mistress" Hannah shuffled slightly in her seat.

"Good." continued Ms. Grayson "My secretary is never, ever to use the furniture here unless explicitly told to do so by myself."

Hannah nodded and replied her affirmation, but took a moment to realise Ms. Grayson was looking at her expectantly for something else. Only when Hannah looked at Lucy did she realise what was expected. Oh god, she wants me to kneel on the floor thought Hannah.

Slowly she slipped off the chair and onto her knees, trying to look up over the desk at the woman now seemingly in control of her life.

"Getting there idiot, but I can't very well see you round there, hurry up and crawl round this side, opposite Lucy here so we can continue."

Hannah heard the word crawl and had to choke back a tear at just how demeaning things were already, but she obeyed, arriving behind her bosses desk on the opposite side to where Lucy knelt.

"Now I expect coffee on my desk hot, every morning before I arrive, and I expect you, kneeling as you are right now ready for orders. Lucy will fill you in on the details of my day to day schedule, and this week you can shadow her while she trains you in the more administrative parts of the role. On arrival each day I will give you a signal like so..." with this Ms. Grayson pushed the chair out and spread her legs, and as she did she watched Lucy scoot into the space under Ms. Grayson's desk. The deviant woman then slipped her legs over each shoulder of Lucy and grabbed her hair, pulling her into her crotch.

"This will be your cue to pleasure me"

Hannah watched as Lucy begin to lick hungrily at her Mistress' pussy, the wet sucking and slurping noises easily audible from her viewpoint just a few feet away. Hannah continued to watch as Ms. Grayson moaned in pleasure, and it was not too long a wait before the woman's orgasm. Lucy remained beneath the woman's thighs, face now coated in Ms. Grayson's wetness.

"There's my juicy Lucy" sighed Ms. Grayson, looking down at the secretary between her thighs with lust. "I shall miss that tongue, the barbell we fitted you with was such a great addition wasn't it?"

Lucy stuck out her tongue and nodded. Hannah couldn't help her jaw drop. She had always thought the piercing unprofessional of Lucy, something that may have held her career prospects back. Knowing that the tongue piercing was not only not her idea... it had been... installed for Ms. Grayson's pleasure was a revelation she wasn't ready for, and the gravitas of it sunk in soon after.

"Don't worry Hannah, this week Lucy will make sure you are fitted correctly for the role with all the equipment required to fulfill your duties properly." the woman gave Hannah a wicked grin as she said this, while Lucy, nodded agreement before being let out from her position under the desk.

"Now Lucy, show Hannah her new desk and get her used to the administration, I trust you to book in appointments for all the fixtures and fittings she will need to be my perfect replacement for you."

Lucy made a small whimper noise on hearing this. "Yes Mistress, but umm aren't you forgetting something maybe?" the girl looked at Ms. Grayson pleadingly.

"Oh but of course, we haven't shown Hannah our rewards incentive programme!" the evil woman said excitedly, retrieving a box from her drawer and placing it on the desk. Lucy almost purred but remained kneeling where she was until instructed.

Hannah was confused but obeyed when Ms. Grayson next ordered her to bend over the desk and not move.

"Now Lucy here reminded me, that we have a wonderful reward incentive for obedient girls who do as they are told" Ms. Grayson stood up as she said this, walking over to Hannah and running her fingers down the small of her back. "It's something Lucy has become a little too attached to really, the little slut can't get enough of it can you?"

Lucy shook her head, and Hannah noticed the girl roll her hips and spread her legs a little as she responded. Hannah was quickly brought back to what was happening closer to home though, as Ms. Grayson was now standing behind Hannah, with both hands on the hapless girl's hips. Ms. Grayson tugged down Hannah's skirt, and then peeled down her tights to her knees before admiring the view for a moment.

"Lucy make sure you take Hannah shopping for proper secretary attire. No more of this hokey attempt at being a smart professional."

Hannah felt the woman's fingers hook into her underwear and pull them down until they were bunched around her knees with her skirt and tights. Hannah blushed, and could only hope Ms. Grayson hadn't noticed how aroused she was.

"My my Hannah, when I gave Lucy her incentive we had to use lube to coax it in. She was... less enthused at first, but as you can see, she's grown quite fond of the offer. With you though..." Ms. Grayson paused and ran a single digit along Hannah's dripping wet slit "with you, we won't need any lube at all will we?"

Hannah's body reacted before her brain could, wiggling her bottom and pushing it out to meet the touch of her wicked boss, she practically moaned "no Mistress" - a clear sign that some part of her, deep down, had longed to be treated like this. She let out a whimper as Ms. Grayson wiped the soaked finger on her lips, completing her humiliation, allowing herself to taste her bodies need to submit.

Behind Hannah, Ms. Grayson opened the box on the desk and pulled out a small curved silicone device. Bright pink, Hannah was drawn to it out of the corner of her eye, but didn't get a good look before it was out of view. Then all of a sudden she felt the soft silicone against her slit as something almost like an egg was slipped inside her. Hannah gasped as part of the device seemed to wrap around her mound, with a flat part now pressing her clit.

Ms. Grayson bit her lip, admiring the cute slut she was about to take total control over. She pulled the girls underwear back up, but left the tights and skirt around Hannah's ankles.

"Your final lesson from me today, is that very good girls, who do as they are told, get rewarded." Ms. Grayson savoured the dramatic pauses, before tapping a few buttons on her phone. The device, now firmly held in place by Hannah's underwear began to vibrate, both inside, and on her sensitive clit. Hannah looked over at Lucy, who began to moan loudly and grind into the carpet.

"From now on Hannah, your orgasm belongs to me. Both inside of work, and outside, you will only ever cum when I want you to." The domme adjusted settings, increasing the intensity and watching both old and new secretary writhe in pleasure. "You'll wear this in the office at all times for me to tease you with" she turned the settings down to a low hum, and Hannah felt her pleasure levels begin to lower, taking her away from the orgasm she now craved. "And if you're a really really good girl, I might let you cum, like little Juicy Lucy here." Another few button presses, and while Hannah's device remained on a low hum, she watched Lucy keel backwards in pleasure, the device clearly cranked up to deliver intense pleasure to the girl who was now on her back, legs spread, riding the crest of an intense orgasm.

Then just like that the device stopped and Hannah felt reality drifting back to her.

"Clean yourselves up, people who actually are worth something around here are beginning to arrive."

Hannah was left to pull her skirt and tights up, but realised she was still wearing her collar. She turned to see Lucy kneeling with her head up next to Ms. Grayson as the woman used a key to unlock it. Lucy removed it, and stood up, using a mirror in the corner of the room to check herself over before leaving the office. Hannah, figuring the process, knelt and did the same, much to Ms. Grayson's delight.

"Such a good girl, I suppose you want your collar off too hmm? Don't want your colleagues asking too many questions do we, I am sure they will have plenty for you when you get back to work. Now get out of here, I'll expect you to pick up your role quickly to fill little Lucy's place. Treat her word as my own when she is training you." Ms. Grayson winked as she popped the padlock open with the key. Hannah blushed on realising she had no idea what she would tell people, as she slowly got to her feet, fixed herself up in the mirror and left Ms. Grayson's office, her mind a mess of thoughts and fears.

Hannah had a rough morning that Monday. On leaving Ms. Grayson's office she barely held it together, clutching the collar until she got back to her desk where she could place it safely hidden away in her purse. Then she quickly tidied up her things, emptying her desk and readying to move it all to where Lucy was currently sitting. Luckily the slow trickle of office workers arriving and the work from home policy meant none of her team were in yet, so while a few people took a second glance on seeing her pack up her things, she avoided any questions, although she knew that it was only a matter of time.

Lucy came over to help, fetching a box and even making a joke about needing one after all, but Hannah was almost too shell shocked by the gravitas of the situation for it to respond. She muttered a thanks and followed Lucy over to the secretary desk.

Once there Lucy helped unpack Hannah's stuff, but was ruthless in what Hannah could keep. Mementos and keepsakes, and photos were thrown into the trash receptacle, under the pretense that Ms. Grayson will not approve, she likes the area neat and tidy with no clutter, as it sets a bad first impression. Hannah went to protest but remembered the parting words of her boss, and thought better than to waste time arguing, holding back a tear as the majority of her items besides a few essentials and toiletries were tossed into the bin.

The rest of the morning went fairly quietly for Hannah, she watched as Lucy showed how to organise Ms. Grayson's calendar, how to respond to emails and filter which ones went through to her superior's inbox. She was taught how to answer the phone to Ms. Grayson's liking, and Hannah found it all rather straight forward to pick up, having to remind herself that yes, it is a fairly simple entry level job that almost anyone can do, a far step down from her complicated account management role. Hannah admired Lucy for putting up with this for so long. She knew Lucy had been hired 2 years ago, and wondered how long it had taken for Ms. Grayson to sink her claws into the fresh faced 21 year old and have her trained like she did. Hannah had to remind herself that Lucy wasn't free either. She remembered the words of Ms. Grayson on Friday night, how Lucy had been 'sold' to work in the same role for a client's business - was she trapped like this forever? Was she happy? She seemed to have accepted her role, something Hannah wasn't sure she could ever do. Hannah was university educated, while Lucy wasn't, surely that had to count for something?

Hannah would soon find out how little her education meant to Ms. Grayson, but on Monday Hannah still had hope of somehow getting out of this.

Things got worse for Hannah at lunch time. Her work BFF Lara was only a few desks away, and was confused on seeing Hannah's bare desk when she came in that morning. It took Lara a moment to notice the new girl being trained as a secretary replacement for Lucy was in fact Hannah. She decided not to intrude, but instead waited until lunch time.

Hannah went to the cafeteria later than most for lunch, she had noticed Lara looking over at her all morning, and so had kept her head down and pretended not to notice. Now she was hoping to avoid the conversation for as long as possible. She sat on her own in a corner and hoped the murmerings and glances at her was just paranoia, but how could it not be - to an outsider it didn't make any sense. Hannah nearly threw up when she noticed Lara stride over and sit down directly next to her.

"Hey girl, what's going on?" Lara said directly, leaning forward as she sat down, crossing her arms and looking at Hannah intently. Hannah could only look down, trying to avoid eye contact and provide a response that suggested everything was normal.

"Nothing much just having my lunch." She mumbled. Lara frowned and grabbed the arm of Hannah before she could shovel more lasagne in her mouth.

"No. What the fuck is going on? Your desk is empty, and I find you being trained as a secretary? That's fucking weird Hannah."

Hannah had to concentrate every muscle in her head to stop the tears from flowing. "I just... fancied a career change." Hannah knew it was weak, but she had no idea what else to say.

Lara wasn't buying it. "Look Hannah that might work on some dummy in sales, but it won't fly with me. I know you. You walked into that office on Friday wanting a promotion. We've discussed it for weeks, and you come out being trained up as some bimbo secretary? That's not you!"

Hannah looked up at her friend, the frustration in her eyes, but knew telling the truth would only come back to haunt her, so she doubled down. "Ms. Grayson persuaded me it would be too stressful, I was making too many mistakes, I would prefer a simpler role..."

"Bullshit. Somethings going on. If you don't wanna talk about it fine, but I'll get to the bottom of it, even if I have to go through that little air head Lucy for answers."

Lara got up and stormed off. Hannah ran to the nearest bathroom and cried. She managed to compose herself but slowly throughout the day it seemed more and more people were clued in on Hannah the ex client manager turned secretary, and theories were circulating.

When Hannah got home she was exhausted, but never seemed free of her nightmare. Lucy had her personal number and seemed to be on a tight schedule. By 8pm that evening she had received a lengthy text:

Hey Han,

Good work today, it gets easier, promise. Get some rest, we have a busy week ahead! Tomorrow after work we are going shopping together to get you some new clothes. On Wednesday evening we have some appointments booked in at a couple of salons and Thursday I'll come over yours to arrange what to pack and what to sell so you're all ready to move in to your new home on Friday. Mistress tells me you won't need much, so should be easy! See ya at 7am tomorrow, I'll show you how Mistress likes her coffee!

Lucy

xxx

Hannah lost count of how many times she cried that night. Wandering her apartment, she felt lost, as her world became a prison. Tonight felt like it might be her last night of actual freedom.

Tuesday at work Hannah just tried to zone out everyone but Lucy and Ms. Grayson. She helped with the morning routine, learning how to time the coffee making by watching the car park and then rushing like crazy to get the coffee brewed before Ms. Grayson got to her door. She watched Lucy service Ms. Grayson, this time with more vocal direction from her boss on how to do it correctly, and she started organising emails and preparing the calendar as she was requested. She avoided her colleagues wherever possible and made little small talk. Lara seemed not to want to talk to her anyway, and right now that hurt Hannah, but also suited her just fine.

That evening Lucy drove her to an outlet shopping centre, and went to work picking suitable clothing that she knew Ms. Grayson would approve, both at work and outside of work.

"All your new panties should be like this" Lucy handed Hannah a bunch of pink, frilly, lacy pairs, that Hannah could only blush at. Matching holdups and stockings were added. Shorter skirts, blouses that were a couple of sizes too small and heels. Hannah's jaw dropped when she was made to spend hundreds on bubblegum pink 4 inch heels.

"Oh god, she's turning me into a bimbo" said Hannah as Lucy lead her on to the next shop.

"That's how she's always seen you Hannah. You aren't as clever as you thought you were, otherwise you wouldn't be in this mess, now hurry up, let's get to these last couple of stores before they close then we can go back to yours and sort your wardrobe out. Save us doing it on Friday." Lucy seemed to have little empathy for Hannah. She had her own problems, her own demands from both her current boss and the new one she starts for next week, so for her this was just a process to tick off, where as for Hannah, it was like another step towards oblivion.

That night Lucy went through Hannah's wardrobe ruthlessly. She tossed clothes into one of 2 piles. Keep and trash. The keep pile was tiny in comparison, as she watched her old life being discarded Hannah began to cry. Lucy did her best to console the girl, giving her a hug and repeating tat it gets easier, and if she wants to go sit down she can, Lucy wouldn't need her help. Hannah took the offer, retreating to her lounge where she lay on the sofa staring at the wall until she heard Lucy making her way downstairs.

Lucy popped her head into the lounge. "Hey Hanny, all done now. I even put your new clothes away upstairs. I've bagged up your old stuff, gimme a hand getting it into the trash outside will you?"

Hannah was zoning out now, she just nodded and carried the bulging bags, tossing them into the containers outside. Lucy then told her to ditch her current outfit, and held out her hand, taking the worn clothes, underwear and shoes from Hannah and throwing them away as she left. After that Hannah went straight to her bed, not daring to look in her wardrobe, not wanting to accept the situation was real.

She woke up the next day, still naked, and groaned. She could hear the garbage truck outside, emptying the containers into the compactor. Hannah ran to her window and watched, fresh tears flowing, as all the clothes of her old life were gone.

Work on Wednesday was worse for Hannah. The short skirts and bulging blouse made her look cheap. The bubblegum pink heels were not her style, and way too tall. People gave her looks. She passed Lara in a hallway and got nothing but a look of disgust. Ms. Grayson seemed pleased though, crudely commenting on her breasts and even fondling them as Hannah knelt beside Ms. Grayson's chair as Lucy licked her Mistress to orgasm.

Wednesday night Hannah was taken to a beauty salon. She was made to buy a manicure and pedicure, with instructions apparently having been sent forward in advance. Bright pink nail polish adorned her every digit, while her hair was restyled with pig tails. Makeup was applied, with big eyelashes and that same bubblegum pink adorning her lips. Finally they went to a piercing parlor and Hannah was given fresh piercings. on her tongue, nipples and clit hood. A barbell made her speak with a funny lisp, which Ms. Grayson giggled at on Thursday morning, when she told Hannah she would be the one offering pleasure that morning and got the response "Yetth Mitthtreth".

Hannah had dreaded that moment, she slipped between Ms. Grayson's thighs and stuck out her tongue, using the new piercing as she did her best to follow the advice of Lucy, who knelt beside her, pushing her into her owner's wet sex, or pulling her by a pig tail to adjust. Hannah just numbly obeyed, feeling her makeup smear as her face was drenched.

Hannah was rewarded with her first orgasm all week afterward, as the toy went to life and vibrated all thoughts away. Truly Hannah felt like a bimbo then, in her slutty pink white and black outfit, cumming her brains out on the floor of her boss's office. She had to run to the bathroom after to refix her slutty makeup, and now the looks around the office were often accompanied by a giggle. On Thursday night Lucy came over again with a large pink suitcase. Again Hannah was told she would not be needed, as Lucy methodically went from room to room, selecting things that would be suitable to pack for her new place.

"Hey Han guess what, I've organised a yard sale this weekend, a couple of my friends and I are gonna help run it for you, so you don't have to worry about anything, whatever we don't sell we will arrange a trip to the dump for so you can spend your weekend serving Ms. Grayson without a worry." Lucy seemed pleased with herself and was expecting a thanks from Hannah who just looked in shock. So far the only items in the suitcase were the wardrobe of clothes already selected, a towel, makeup and her work laptop. "We will send all the profits we make to Mistress, so she can buy you something nice as a gift." Lucy smiled at Hannah who looked pleadingly back at her.

"Lucy please, help me get out of this, I can't do this. I can't give up all my possessions, and just become this bimbo for our boss. It's crazy, you have got to help me."

Lucy blinked and looked surprise. "Han, I AM helping you. I went out of my way to make this as easy as possible for you. Once she has you in her clutches, once she has dirt on you there's no choices left. Please, just be grateful I'm here to help."

Hannah realised then how stupid she had been. Lucy was no more a willing participant than Hannah. At some point she had been trapped in a similar way, only Lucy never had someone to help guide her, she just had her life stripped away by this evil woman and couldn't tell a soul.

"Sorry Lucy...thank you." Hannah hung her head, defeated.

Lucy put a hand on Hannah's shoulder. "It will be ok, you'll get used to it, promise." Then she zipped up the pink suitcase and took it to the door. "I'll drop this off with Mistress tonight so it's ready for you to unpack tomorrow evening. See ya at work tomorrow. Left you clothes and makeup for tomorrow, you can bring those last bits with you tomorrow."

Hannah waved goodbye, and looked around her flat for what felt like might be the last time.

Friday at work and Hannah was in a daze. She messed up the coffee order - taking too long, so Ms. Grayson was already at her desk when Hannah rushed in with it.

"Good lord it's not even been a week and you have messed up. Maybe you aren't even cut out for this you stupid little bimbo" the woman snarled at Hannah. Lucy was kneeling and collared by the desk as she was supposed to, and could only give Hannah a sympathetic glance as the woman scolded her.

Hannah apologised and went to kneel next to her boss but quickly was told not to. "No no, I have no time today for tardy little bimbos. Strip. Everything but your panties, knee highs and heels."

Hannah awkwardly undressed, her clothes falling in a pile on the floor she was quickly reprimanded for and told to fold and place on the chair. Next Ms. Grayson stood up and clipped a leash to Hannah's collar, before tugging the girl to the corner and ordering her to kneel, and think about how she could make things right for her mistake.

Next all Hannah could hear was Lucy being ordered between the evil bitches thighs. "Come on Juicy Lucy, this gives us one last time to enjoy this. Mmmm yes your new owner is going to adore that tongue."

Hannah stared at the wall. She felt the cool metal of the leash running down her back. Her nipples hardened from the cool air of the office, her pussy slickened at the sound of her Mistress getting off. She had no idea how she would offer to make up for her mistake, as Lucy left, and hours seemed to pass. Occasionally Ms. Grayson would ask Hannah if she had worked out what would make things right. "No Mitthtrethh" was all Hannah could manage.

"Luckily I have no meetings today so we can keep you like that all day my dumb little bimbo. But I imagine it must be very uncomfortable yes?"

Hannah nodded and replied confirming it. Her knees ached, her arms were burning from holding on to her head, she needed to pee.

"So seeing as you really are too dumb to think for yourself I have taken the liberty to think for you. Aren't I nice?"

Ms. Grayson picked up some freshly printed papers and walked over to the girl in the corner, grabbing the leash she pulled at it, prompting Hannah to turn and crawl after the woman back to the desk.

"Seeing as you truly are the dumbest girl I have ever met, I thought it might be easier if I make all of your decisions from now on hmm?"

Hannah again replied "Yes Mistress" with her lisp, she had no comeback for this, she didn't know how to fix things so any solution that got her back to her desk via a quick bathroom visit was welcome.

"Good girl, my lawyer drafted these up for you this morning. It's paperwork for power of attorney. Sign on the dotted line just here and here and I'll take care of everything. Oh and you can also write down your phone passwords as well, I'll need access today to install software so I can help you make all the decisions from now on OK?"

Hannah resisted for a moment, letting out a soft "no" at hearing this.

"No? No? OK bimbo, then the alternative is you get out of my office right now, are fired from your job, and enjoy everyone seeing all these disgusting videos of you acting like a bitch in heat for me. So what will it be?" Ms. Grayson's sharp tongue took Hannah by surprise, and she took the pen and signed the paperwork giving herself up.

"Oh so you do have some brains after all. Good girl. Now get under here, you can give me a footrub today seeing as you seem too dumb for actual work."

Hannah scurried under the desk, removed the woman's heels and began to massage Ms. Grayson's feet while she heard the woman pick up the phone and call Lucy in.

"Lucy be a dear and bring me bimbo's purse, she's had a wonderful idea of giving me total control of her life now, isn't that clever of her?"

Lucy hurried back with Hannah's purse and felt sorry for the girl as she watched the contents poured on the desk and the phone snatched up by Ms. Grayson. "What's the code bimbo?"

Lucy heard the muffled reply from under the desk, as Hannah tried to reply while sucking on Ms. Grayson's toes.

"What's that, you'll have to speak clearer slut?" the woman teased as she began pushing the foot further into Hannah's mouth.

Ms. Grayson dismissed Lucy back to her desk, leaving Hannah to her duties as Ms. Grayson installed software, ran through files and accessed Hannah's savings.

"My my bimbo, that's quite the savings account, so you were lying when you said you can't afford a paycut hmm?"

That bitch thought Hannah. "Thathhh inheritanthhh. Saving for a houthh" she tried to say while slurping on the sweaty toes of her boss.

"Inheritance? Oh I see, saving for a new house? Well good news bimbo, you don't need to any more so we can move that money somewhere nice and useful. You can fund my holidays for the next year, isn't that lovely?"

Hannah could only moan in protest, powerless to stop this woman. Ms. Grayson felt her pussy soak at the control she had. Burning this poor dumb bimbo's life savings on a luxury holiday soaked her panties all over again, and she grabbed Hannah's leash.

"Enough on my feet, eat my pussy little bimbo, lick me to orgasm as I take everything from you my little tart"

Hannah licked obediently as she looked up at Ms. Grayson, who was too busy on Hannah's phone, transferring the money out to her own accounts as the dumb girl made her cum.

Hannah was hers, and she could not wait to take her to her new home.

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