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Ashley's boyfriend had the
nerve to complain about her overspending his creditcard at the mall
today.
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Ashley: Let's make one thing clear, hunnybuns! My money is my money and your money is my money. And don't you EVER tell me how and when I can spend it again. You're not getting sex for a month and you won't be masturbating on the john either! After I'm done here, I'll be locking your pickle up in the chastity device just like I did last time you got lippy with me! I'm not stopping until I hear you beg for mercy, lover! |
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Beg! Tell me that I am a Goddess! How would you
like me telling all your friends how much hornier you get
licking my ass then actually having sex with me?! I
know all your dirty little secrets! Beg for mercy!
Oh you have done it this time!
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| Well, well, Mr.
bossman. I
suppose you want your desk back. Guess again. I've been
researching some of the spending you have done on the business
account. I called one company in particular and discovered that
you have been spending a large sum of money calling phone
dominatrixes. lol lol. That really didn't surprise me in
the last bit. I've often wondered why when I leave my sneakers in
the office overnight, they always tend to move. My shoes never
stay in the same exact position when I leave them overnight in the
office. Is that because you are sniffing them, or licking the
insides of them, or perhaps rubbing your puny penis inside the
sole? How totally repulsive! Getting nervous? You
should be. I have plans for you. |
| You could get yourself in
some big trouble
with management if they found out what you were using the company
creditcard for and calling from the company phone? You truly are
as stupid as you look! I'm sure you will be willing to do
whatever it takes to keep this information just between you and
I. Why don't surf to your online checking account and
deposit some cash straight into my personal checking account right
now. Would you like to push SEND or should I do it myself with
my big toe? |
| *gigglez* Oh how funny. Look
how your little thingie is poking your pants up. I bet your
peepee is no longer than my big toe when it's fully erect. Your
wife must be so bored with you, maybe that's why she spends so much
time attacking the buffet table at the company parties. Hand me
your wallet! I think I need some spending money for this
weekend. Here you can sniff the bottoms of my feet while I count
how much you have given me. |
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Now that was a lot of fun, wasn't it?
Do whatever I tell you and nobody will
have to know about your little phone excursions and what took place
here today. By the way, I will be taking a 3 hour lunch from now
on and I expect my salary to be doubled.
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And don't you think this
should be your new position at your desk from now on, boss?
heehee
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