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WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING

This story contains descriptive scenes of sex, some non
consentual,
and is intened as ADULT entertainment.  If this sorr of material 
offends you or you are under age.  DON'T READ ANY FURTHER
OR DOWNLOAD.
By the way, the story is FICTION!!!!! The author does not condone
the below activites....it's a story for God's sake get over it.
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Enjoy........

Roger P. Tipe

                      TAMMY AT WORK- PART 1

     Tears streamed down Tammy's face as she drove home.  Her
terrible ordeal at the Country Club had left her humiliated,
sore, deathly afraid and more pissed off than she had ever been
during her young life.  There just had to be a way out of this
mess.  She was not a stupid girl.  David Lee's little gang rape,
which may have left her impregnated with a Mexican baby, was just
the beginning.  That much she knew.  There was no telling what
David might have in store for her if she were to follow his
orders and come to work for him.  The thought of being forced to
be his sex  slave made Tammy's stomach turn, and for the third
time on her way home, she pulled the car over to the side of the
road and vomited..  
     That seemed to help her gather her wits a bit.  There really
was not way out.  David Lee had the tape of Tammy and would use
it against her in a heartbeat.  One look at that tape and Tammy's
father would kick her out of the house and never speak to her
again.  Not to mention what it would do to her entire family. 
Their good name would be ruined.  Her only choice was to go along
with David's plan to manipulate her until she could find some way
to turn it around on him.  The idea of being that bastard's sex
slave was not at all pleasant, but neither was the alternative. 
Besides, he would want to keep her on a short leash and that
would allow Tammy to search for weaknesses.  Revenge was running
a close second to self preservation on her list of  reasons for
going along with his plan.
     Convincing her father to allow her to take a job with his
chief competitor was actually easier than Tammy had feared. 
After his initial explosion, Mr. Douglas calmed down rather
quickly. Just one mention for Tammy about the advantages of
having someone close to Lee to monitor his maneuvers, got Tammy's
father's mind racing with possibilities.  Both companies were
going after a small computer software firm and Douglas
desperately wanted to gain the upper hand. In his mind, he
assumed that this was Lee's intention in offering the job to his
daughter..  Lee obviously hoped to get some inside dirt himself,
not realizing that Douglas' innocent looking daughter was herself
learning the wicked ways of cooperate America.
     In the end, Mr. Douglas kissed his daughter on the forehead,
secretly proud of how she was growing up to be quite a ruthless
little business woman.  The future of Douglas Enterprises looked
exceptionally bright.

                               II

     Mrs. Lee did not so much as notice her husband's pleasant
demeanor at the breakfast table.  She sat picking at her food
thinking that the sooner he left, the soon she could wash down a
couple of valium with some bourbon.  Their daughter Wendy,
however was very aware of her father's cheerful smirk as she
picked at her omelet.  Having seen her father's little game with
that stuck up cunt Tammy Douglas, Wendy knew exactly why he was
smiling.  Daddy had himself a new toy, a young pretty one at
that.
     She had seen the tape that her father was using to hold
Tammy captive.  Had even seen where he had hidden a copy.  As
soon as he was gone and her mother was safely intoxicated beyond
conciseness, Wendy would have the tape in her hands.  Her father
had always said that knowledge was power.  A wicked grin crossed
Wendy's thin lips at the thought of the amount of power her
knowledge would give her.  Tammy Douglas was going to have to pay
for all the years of teasing and harassment she and people like
her had given to Wendy.  Oh was that little bitch going to pay.
     David Lee could hardly wait to get to the office.  He had
such plans for his newest toy.  His cock was raging at the
thought of the depraved things he was going to make the prim and
proper daughter of his biggest rival do.  Before he was finished,
that private school educated little debutante would be little
more than a common street whore.  Oh what fun it would be to see
the look on her father's face as the entire town laughed at her. 
He was bursting to have his cock inside of Tammy's sweet pussy. 
It would take a great deal of control for him not to fuck her
right away, but David knew that if he did that, he would be
taking it far too easy on the little bitch.  His plans were to
completely abuse and humiliate the young model.  when he was
finished with her, she would be a complete mess and the Douglas
family fortune would be in his hands.  David chuckled wickedly at
his plans.  This was going to be so much fun.
     As per his usual routine, David Lee met first with Lee
Industries Chief of Operations, Stephanie Hughes.  Ms. Huhges had
been with the company for twelve years, had clawed her way to the
top through sheer will and stop at nothing attitude.  While she
had shared David's bed many years earlier, he was quick to
realize that her value to the company lie not between the sheets,
but in the boardroom.  Still, she was an attractive woman, and
still caused David some distractions...on most days, but not
today.  Stephanie curiously raised an eyebrow upon recognizing
the name of Mr. Lee's new hire.  She listened intently to his
instructions as to her training regimen.  Working for a man like
David Lee for a dozen years had taught Stephanie never to be too
surprised, but this seemed to be rather risky.  Still, the
thought of supervising the daughter of a rival like this was
enough to get the usually hard nosed businesswoman boiling with
delight and passion.
     Their meeting finished, Mr. Lee sat at his desk, waiting for
Tammy's arrival.  He would be greeting her personally each
morning.  Stephanie took her leave and decided to take a few
moments to "check up on things down in the mailroom."  This
routine task could easily have been handled by a subordinate, but
Stephanie Hughes had her own reasons for keeping a close eye on
things in the mailroom.  David smiled knowingly at her less than
discreet motives.
     Stephanie had been making every possible excuse to run down
to the mailroom and check on Woody Turner, the newly promoted
head of the mailroom.  Fourteen years her junior, the twenty year
old was the picture of masculine perfection, tall, well built
with dark hair and piercing  eyes.  Woody had left college early
when a blown knee ended his football career, voiding his
scholarship.  He had returned home not the conquering hero, but
as a bit of a failure.  Woody had been very fortunate to have
landed the job with Lee Industries, but since taking the job, he
had shown great aptitude and desire to advance.
     The younger man had thus far shown no interest in
Stephanie's flirtations, but she was not at all worried.  Working
for a man like David Lee had taught her many things.  Among them,
that eventually, everyone must pay the toll to move up the
ladder.  She had plans to personally collect many a nights
pleasure from the young stud before letting him climb any higher.

                               III
     Tammy arrived at precisely 8:30 AM as instructed.  She
walked confidently into Mr. Lee's office dressed in a
conservatively long skirt, long sleeved blouse and jacket.  Her
low heels rounded out a very businesslike outfit.  David had to
admit to himself that she looked quite presentable, even somewhat
formidable.  However, this outfit would never do for what he had
in mind.  She looked like a mid level executive, and David knew
that Tammy would be a good one.  Except for one thing, he had a
much lower level position for her.  Tammy Douglas would never
reach anything higher than entry level at Lee Industries, now
matter how great she looked.
     "Sit down." he order, gesturing to a chair across the desk
from him.  "You are prompt, I like that.  In fact, I demand it. 
However, your attire is much too upscale for the position I have
for you.  I know your background and schooling was priming you to
be an executive, but you'll be starting out at an entry level
position, and not a highly skilled one at that.  Here you are not
different than the high school graduates I have diligently
inputting invoices."  He smiled a bit as her confident look
faded.  "I thought you might overdress, so I took the liberty of
buying you a more appropriate outfit.  You will find it hanging
on the door.  In the future, you will come to work dressed in a
similar fashion.  He motioned towards an outfit hanging on the
back of his office door.  Tammy obediently walked over to
retrieve it.  "Put it on."  David said as she eyed the clothes. 
"Right now."
     Tammy knew that this sort of sexual abuse would be coming,
and at least if he got it over with now, she could forget about
it for the rest of the day.  She walked defiantly back over to
the desk, tossing the outfit into her chair.  Tammy was
determined to do what she had to do, but no one said she had to
enjoy herself.  Without expression, she shed her expensive
designer jacket and unbuttoned her blouse, carefully hanging both
on the hanger.  David was once again amazed at how firm her
breasts were.  As Tammy raised her arms and began to pull the
very low cut sweater on, David protested.  "I think you can do
without the bra dear."  he said matter of factly.
     She tried to hide her growing disappointment, but Tammy had
never been much of an actress.  She knew that David Lee was not
about to make it easy on her, but his plan seemed to include
putting her to work dressed like a very fashion deficient steno
poll reject.  Avoiding his leering eyes, Tammy unfastened her bra
and let it fall unceremoniously to the floor.  Her breasts barely
moved as she hurriedly raised her arms to put on the sweater. 
David let her hurry through this step of the ritual.  It would be
better to leave her some control now so that he could enjoy
taking the last of it away from her at a later time.
     The sweater, a full two sizes too small, served to
accentuate Tammy's full breasts.  "Now the skirt."  David said,
smiling.  She unzipped her skirt and let it fall.  The skirt
David had selected was a much shorter, tight stretch material. 
As this as it was, there was no way for her to wear any panties. 
Without a word, Tammy complied with David's unspoken
requirements.  She slid her black panty hose down her long legs. 
Tammy did not even pause before removing her panties as well. 
This was a pleasant surprise for David who was planning to let
Tammy wear panties for her first few days with the company.
     As Tammy struggled to pull the tight skirt over her
curvaceous hips, David leaned back in his chair, satisfied with
his feeling of utter power over this beautiful young woman.  As
she slipped her feet into the black five inch pumps he had
provided for her, he saw the last of her old self slip away, and
he was pleased.  The outfit was perfect.  It made her look like
an exceptionally cheap version of the minimum wage dolts he hired
to do the shit work and keep the low level executives happy as
they endlessly tried to fuck their way up the corporate ladder.
     Satisfied with her overall look, David motioned for her to
once again sit down in the chair.  "You will be under the direct
supervision of Stephanie Hughes and will report to me twice daily
for special assignments."  Tammy cringed at the added inflection
David gave to the word 'special.'  "The most important thing for
you to know is that you will be required to work and work hard. 
I am not going to give you a free ride no matter how often I fuck
you.  You will be watched at all times my dear, so do be careful
not to slack off."  He paused, smiling.  "And I would be careful
about who you tell people you are.  Your father's unscrupulous
business practices have, over the years, caused me to make some
rather unkind personnel moves.  You would not be very popular, so
be discreet if you know what's good for you..  Welcome aboard
Miss Douglas, and do have a pleasant day."
     Tammy sat in the chair for a moment, not sure what to do
next.  Surely this couldn't be all he had in mind.  Not after
yesterday.  At last, she stood and hesitantly began to exit.  "Oh
yes, one last thing."  Tammy's heart sank.  "You are to follow
every order given to you by Ms. Hughes as if it came from my very
own lips.  And Tammy, be here at noon, we'll have lunch."  With
that, David returned to his work and Tammy exited the office. 
Tammy walked past Mr. Lee's secretary, feeling the older woman's
icy stare on her back as she walked by in her new, all too cheap,
outfit.
     Stephanie Hughes was waiting for Tammy and grinned wickedly
at the getup David had put her in.  "Oh, you will be a big hit in
that."  She said mockingly.  Stephanie raised her hand to silence
Tammy before she could even respond.  "Now let's get you down to
work Miss Douglas.  You are already twenty minutes late."
     Tammy was led down into a crowded room filled with a dozen
or so workers, mostly young women, all sitting at computer
terminals, frantically typing away.  After a brief explanation,
Stephanie left Tammy at a computer with a huge stack of invoices
to be inputted before lunch.  Alone now, Tammy wasn't sure how to
feel.  She had graduated at the top of her class and after only
year of college, already knew more about how to run a company
than half of the executives at her father's company.  But here
she was at a computer terminal, surrounded by a bunch of high
school underachievers.  None of whom were qualified to clean her
house, let alone stare condescendingly at her as she sat typing
away.
     The work was harder than she could have imagined.  Tammy's
typing skills were decent, but the constant inputting soon had
her hands and arms aching with overwork.  The uncomfortable
clothes did little to help her situation, constantly riding up on
her thighs causing her to shift in her chair.  As lunch
approached, Tammy's to do pile was less than half finished.  The
other girls all seemed to be finished and had begun to gather
themselves up for lunch.
     Tammy pushed her chair back and started to stand when she
felt a hand on her shoulder, pushing her back down.  She heard a
female voice scold her.  "No one takes lunch until all of their
work is done.  No free rides down here, no matter who you fucked
to get this job."  Rage filled Tammy as the words hit her.  Who
was this girl?   Tammy could run this whole company with her
brains and education and here was some minimum wage tramp
implying that she, Tammy Douglas, had to sleep with someone just
to get some loser entry level position.  It was a complete
outrage.  Luckily for Tammy, Stephanie Hughes interrupted before
she could blow her cover.
     "Lunch time Miss Douglas."  She said rather gruffly.
     The other girl chimed in.  "But, Ms. Hughes, her work isn't
finished.  Policy says..."
     Stephanie cut her off.  "I know the policy Miss Siefert,
thank you.  But it seems as if Mr. Lee wants to personally
welcome our newest member to the company.  His orders state that
she is to join him immediately while one of you catches her up on
the work.  Choose the one Miss Douglas."
     Tammy stood silently, not responding.  This was way too
cruel.  How could she work with these women if they all saw her
getting special treatment, and to top it off she had to choose
which of the girls had to pull her extra weight.  The look on Ms.
Hughes' face reminded Tammy of David's orders.  Without looking
up to meet the icy stares of her coworkers, Tammy pointed to the
short, stocky blonde girl who had shoved her back into her chair.
Stephanie smiled, this was a major mistake on Tammy's part,
singling out the one girl in the group with any balls at all.  
     "All right Miss Siefert, get to work.  Miss Douglas, you
better get you ass up to the boss's office before lunch gets
cold."
     Tammy hurried out of the room, not daring to look up at the
disapproving faces on the other girls.  She knew that David would
have something degrading planned for her upstairs, but at that
point, anything had to be better than the naked hatred that the
other girls were showing her.
     
                               IV

     David was waiting in his office, sipping a martini and
smiling to himself.  It had already been a very busy morning. 
The wheels were set in motion for a very big, if risky move later
that week.  Now he was ready for a bit of relaxation.  At long
last, he was going to get to fuck Tammy Douglas.  His cock
throbbed in his trousers when he heard a weak knock on his office
door.
     "Come in."  He called.
     As Tammy entered, David was again struck by her beauty.  No
cheap outfit could alter her fin features and magnificent body. 
She was stunning, the result of very good blood lines.  This only
made his desire to defile her grow more intense.  "Sit down."  He
mumbled, still going over a pile of papers.  Tammy sat, her hands
folded in her lap, caressing the sore flesh of her palms.  A hard
half day's work was more than the little Princess was used to. 
David smiled, satisfied with how it had begun.  Without looking
up, he asked.  "Enjoying your first day?"
     Tammy grew angry.  He was mocking her.  "No."  she blurted
out, not thinking.  "How could you do that to me?  Making me
single out someone to do my extra work for me.  Do you know what
they will all think?"
     David looked up at her.  "First, my dear, never raise your
voice to me again.  Second, I don't care what they will think. 
Third, how can I do it?  Princess I own you.  I can and will do
anything I fucking please with your life.  Best get used to
that."
     Tammy suddenly found herself without comment.  She had been
able to trick herself for a while that this was just an
unpleasant job she would have to tolerate, but deep inside she
knew that for the time being, David Lee did in fact own her.  She
struggled mightily to hold back tears.  The last thing she wanted
to do want give him that satisfaction.  
     Sensing she was near the breaking point, David decided it
was time to proceed.  "Lean back. " he ordered.  "Spread your
legs like the cheap whore you are."  The days of using his power
to fuck younger women had long ago lost their appeal to David,
but this was so new and exciting.  he felt like a teen ager
discovering sexual power once again.  He had the most beautiful
young woman in town, the rich, well bred daughter of a rich and
powerful man at his mercy and he was going to her in every way.
     Tammy slid her ass to the front of the chair, spreading her
tan thighs, exposing her pussy to David.  She tried to block out
his cruel words and pretend she was at home, giving herself
pleasure.  She closed her eyes and tried to block out the horror
that had become her life.
     "Open your eyes. : David barked.  "Look at me  while you
touch yourself slut."  He wanted to see all that spirit and fight
drain from her as she  became more and more his possession.
"Touch your dirty pussy Tammy.  You know you are just dying for
release.  All that fucking yesterday must have spoiled you, all
those cock fucking you.  You came so hard we were sure you would
never stop.  Finger your pussy and pretend its my cock."
     Tammy was unable to block out the memories that he was
bringing back.  All those strange men holding her down and
fucking her mercilessly.  Just using her to fuck then dump their
loads into her tight pussy.  As her fingers stroked up and down
the length of her slit, Tammy felt the lubrication begin to flow
like a fountain.  Another small piece of her will tore away and
was lost forever.


TO BE CONTINUED.................

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