"What a stupid fucking prick you can be Paul, don't you realise what an important client Mrs Fellows is to this company? " The 36 year old blonde M.D let fly at her Promotional head of Department who stood at her desk rather like a naughty schoolboy called to the Head Teacher’s office. He said nothing; he had learnt long ago that when she was in this mood saying nothing was the wisest course of defence.

"Look I'm leaving the office for the day but by eleven in the morning I want to see Mrs Fellows’ file on my desk with a detailed report of exactly what has happened in the last few days. If it isn't then I will look again at whether I can realistically allow you to continue heading up your department."

As her subordinate left the office Marian Kerr picked up the phone. "Helen I'm leaving the office for the day. Don't transfer any of my calls to anyone else, tell them all I will call them back in the morning."

With that Marian picked up her case and switching off her light left her top floor penthouse style office and took the elevator to the private company car park. Her car was parked where she had left it at the space immediately next to the elevator.

Pressing a button the roof slid back and she gently eased the car into the heavy city centre traffic. Within minutes she was on the motorway, her long blonde hair flowing back in the wind. She was looking forward to the evening. Her husband, or as she had to consider him on nights like this, her Master, had told her at breakfast that morning that he had a special evening planned. He had used the coded words that they had devised to tell her that she was to be at her most submissive for him.

She enjoyed these games, never knowing quite what was planned but happy to place her body and her well being entirely in his hands to do with as he pleased. Sometimes it was just the two of them but on occasions he arranged for a number of his Internet friends to come and be waited on by his naked sub. At no time was Marian introduced to any of them, her Master urged his friends to call her 'Slave' or 'Slut' and nothing else. She never knew their names or what ranking they held within the group. When they needed to use the bathroom she was called upon to hold the strangers penis and guide it as he aimed his urine at the bowl and to wash his cock afterwards with her mouth.

On evenings like this she was often raffled off for ridiculously high sums of money, the money going anonymously to a nearby orphanage and the successful bidder would take her to the elaborately decorated spare room and use her exactly as he pleased for an hour. He did not know that the room contained three specially hidden cameras and later her Master would watch to ensure that she had given his friends total satisfaction and had not refused any requests whatsoever. Marian of course did know and ensured that her Master had no cause for complaint or criticism.

Full of excitement she parked her car in her place in the double garage adjacent to their house and used the internal door to access the house itself. She looked around, good her cleaner Mrs Hennessey had been and gone- that meant that she did not need to delay preparing herself