Hi bros - I know I have kept you all waiting; my sincere thanks for your patience!
Images of Lynette’s outfits will be uploaded soon…
Chapter 40
Lynette’s business trip to Tokyo had been successful. While the decision making partners of the Japanese firm had been more than pleased with Lynette’s sales presentation, it was the quality of her service that had been the decisive factor in clinching the deal, and Mr Tanaka and Mr Sato had signed off on the contract to park a sizeable amount of their firm’s Southeast Asian investment funds in the Singaporean firm on Lynette’s last evening in the Japanese capital. Her boss was pleased with her success in helping to secure a major client. The trip, however, had left Lynette completely drained, both physically and mentally. Business meetings in the day to run through essential documents and the entertaining of her Japanese clients almost nightly meant she had barely been able to sleep at all.
After their first encounter, the two managing partners of the Japanese firm had taken turns to take her out in the evenings, and she had to doll herself up immaculately and service each man in turn at the end of every night. She was used like an expensive whore; on one evening after hours she put on a sexy low cut satin blouse and tight pencil skirt, the “sexy OL” look, and sucked off Mr Tanaka as she knelt under his desk. On another, she had been instructed to wear an open crotch fishnet bodystocking, transforming her into a submissive slut as Mr Sato restrained her arms with bondage cuffs and vigorously fucked her raw in various positions in a love hotel in Dogenzaka, then unloading his cum all over her pretty face as the poor girl lay helplessly on her back, her slender body encased in a humiliating outfit that most people only see in adult videos. Then there was the night when both men used her together for the second time; right after they had signed the contract in her hotel room. Lynette’s tight bodycon dress came off in no time as the men popped open a bottle of champagne. Instructing Lynette to hold his flute of champagne, Mr Tanaka brought out the men’s “gift” for her; a red lace and silk open cup bra and crotchless panty set. To please her clients, Lynette had gracefully accepted the gift, and, knowing what was expected of her, excused herself to the bathroom to re-do her lipstick and darken her eyeshadow, and change into the extremely erotic lingerie that had just been presented to her. The men’s erections raged hard when Lynette stepped out of the bathroom and walked nervously toward them. Her erect nipples stood out tantalisingly through the ribbon lattice that criss crossed the open cups of the bra that adorned her pert C-cup breasts, and the crotchless panty did little to conceal her perfectly waxed love slit. Her make-up had been darkened to give her a seductive, evening look. Lynette took a deep breath as the men ran their hands over her, enjoying the feel of her young, toned body. That evening, the men double teamed her mercilessly, taking turns to have her pleasure them with her dainty mouth, and ravish her tight love slit until she was raw. The vigorous fucking by both Japanese men had driven Lynette to involuntary orgasm at least three to four times that night, and the session continued well into the wee hours of the morning, leaving a fucked-out Lynette lying exhausted on the bed, covered in sweat and weakly gasping for breath at the end of it all. It was the first time that the slender 24 year old sales representative had been used with such a frequency, and she was thoroughly worn out. While she had, deep inside, always felt dirty each time she had to sleep with a client, the reckless abandon with which Mr Tanaka and Mr Sato had used her for their pleasure had been much more than she had ever been made to endure. The trauma and shame had left Lynette crying herself to sleep for nights after her return to Singapore. She dreaded having to meet her local clients and postponed all her appointments on her first week back in the office.
Her boss had noticed her lack of drive and pulled her into his office for a conversation, telling her that she needed to step up her game, or else he would hold back on assigning new and promising sales leads to her, which she relied very heavily on to upkeep her sales targets. Her appraisal would for certain be affected as well. Lynette knew that going to the authorities was not an option either; there were clients that she had serviced sexually to secure their business who were officials in government offices and ministries. If any investigation by the authorities uncovered the favors she had provided to these clients to secure their business, she would be looking at some serious jail time on top of fines that she could not afford to pay. Her precious youth would be gone, and so would her dignity in such a small city state; she would be all over the news, and in the age of digital information, it would take less than a minute for anyone, including potential employers to do a quick Internet search and find her history.
There had already been several exposed high profile corruption cases in Singapore which took place in recent years of sex in exchange for contracts which involved high ranking officers in government departments; and the severity of the impacts on those involved, including the female sales executives, was common knowledge. Lynette was trapped. She was pretty much left with no choice but to endure the demands put on her with this role. Leaving was not a viable option either; she knew that her boss would not easily allow her to leave without a bad testimonial; and neither would she be able to find another job easily with her qualifications coupled with the existing job market. On top of that, she needed the money to pay off her outstanding credit card debts; with this job she had found that some of her lifestyle changes had actually maintained her debt level instead of helping to reduce it.
Hit by the seemingly increasing hopelessness of her situation, combined with the shame of what she had become, Lynette was trembling as she shut her eyelids tightly as hot tears began trickling down her pretty face, smudging her mascara. She was oblivious to the slight buzz of her phone as a Whatsapp message from her boss to fix an after work appointment with her came through…
As promised, scenes from Chapter 40…
Lynette’s sexy OL look when she was blowing Mr Tanaka in his office:
Lynette from Mr Tanaka’s point of view as he sat on his chair while she was on her knees, pleasuring him with her mouth:
More from Chapter 40… hope you bros are enjoying this!
Lynette in a crotchless bodystocking while she prepares to serve Mr Sato in the love hotel:
Getting into a kneeling position, ready to perform a blowjob:
Presenting herself for penetration doggy style, just one of the many positions in which Mr Sato had fucked her that evening before giving her a facial.
The final part of images from Chapter 40, Lynette’s long and exhausting session with her two clients in her hotel room.
A nervous Lynette in her hotel room having just changed into the bra and open crotch panty set…
She models the erotic lingerie for her two clients before they double team her:
She gets into a kneeling position, moments before she begins to please the men:
Lying on the king sized bed with a come hither look. Needless to say, it wasn’t long before Lynette was penetrated, her two clients shoving their substantial manhoods into her tight dripping pussy and mouth as they used her all night.
Sorry for the wait bros, may I present the next chapter of this story…
Chapter 42
Boat Quay was bustling with activity, the pubs and restaurants filled with executives enjoying rounds of drinks. The queue to the highest rooftop bar, 1 Altitude, was also beginning to form, while others were making their way to other spots around the city-state for their Friday night gatherings or dates. The men were smartly dressed while the women were in elegant outfits and immaculate make up, all set for their Friday night. While there were many attractive young women around, more than a few men turned to look at her as she walked through the crowd, heading toward her destination for the evening. The pretty young sales representative was dressed enticingly; the skintight gold bandage dress she wore flaunted the sleek curves of her svelte figure, and was so short that it just barely covered her buttcheeks. The push up bra Lynette wore underneath pushed her C cup boobs prominently forward, giving the appearance of an ample bosom and a deep cleavage against the plunging neckline of her sleeveless dress. Her brightly colored hair was set in soft, sexy waves and cascaded seductively down her shoulders, framing her pretty delicately featured face. Her eyes had been accentuated with dark smokey eyeshadow and mascara, set off with dramatic false lashes against her porcelain complexion. The black six inch designer stilettos she wore arched her feet gracefully, making her gazelle like legs look even longer, while she walked delicately, balancing on the killer heels. The Chloe fragrance she wore was thick and wafted through the air, adding to Lynette’s seductive aura. Lynette was clearly dressed to please, her look “screaming sex” as a passer by remarked discreetly to her friend when she caught a glimpse of Lynette as she walked past.
Mr Chan savored the view of Lynette’s decolletage, as he sat across the table from his beautiful young subordinate at the scenic Empire bar on the top floor of the Singapore Land Tower, as they sipped champagne and shared some small talk. The chat began with seemingly innocuous topics, such as the kinds of food and movies they enjoyed, to how life was like back in school days, moving gradually towards topics like what the latest celebrity scandals were, and how many young aspiring starlets both in the Asian and Western entertainment industries end up on “casting couches” - sleeping with high ranking studio executives, producers or directors just to be given a shot at fame. And young aspiring executives in many other industries as well, added Mr Chan, as he regaled Lynette with some anecdotes of behind the scenes sex-for-favors which he had personally seen or heard of throughout his career so far, ending with, “…in life, there are times when we have to make important decisions…” as he looked meaningfully at the pretty yet slightly nervous Lynette trying to maintain her composure in front of her boss. She had gone on dates with clients before, but with her superior, it was another thing altogether.
It was obvious even before it began, where the night would be headed. A few cocktails later, Lynette inevitably found herself in a room at the new Carlton City Hotel, not far from the downtown core of the city. Standing before her, Mr Chan tilted Lynette’s pretty, delicately featured face to meet his gaze. Looking into her almond shaped, mascara rimmed eyes, he praised how beautiful she looked that evening, as his hands moved to feel the curves of his attractive young sales executive’s body through her skintight bandage dress.
“So how? I’ve already prepared the file, you just need to tell me you want it and it’s yours.”
Lynette mustered up her most seductive, half lidded gaze and met her boss’s eyes, touching his arm intimately.
“Mr Chan, of course I want it, you know I’ll work hard for you…” Lynette pleaded sweetly in a girlish voice.
Mr Chan moved his down to Lynette’s tight perky butt and squeezed it. He sat down in a chair and pushed his pretty young subordinate into a kneeling position before him.
“Then I guess, you know exactly what you need to do. Let’s see how hungry you are.”
Lynette gingerly reached to undo the zipper on her boss’s business pants, as she gazed up at him, trying to meet his eyes with a seductive gaze conveying her willingness to please him. In no time, she had the full length of his hard, erect cock in her dainty mouth, her brightly painted lips wrapped firmly around the base of his shaft. Lynette was nervous and apprehensive at being forced to sexually service her own boss for the first time, yet the sexually provocative dress and appearance which she had adopted that evening actually made her feel sexy inside, overriding her own inhibitions and bringing out her inner slut. The young, pretty executive’s short, skintight dress rode further up her smooth creamy thighs as she leaned forward, on her knees, and still wearing her six inch killer heels, sucking passionately on her boss’s raging hard-on, her porcelain complexioned cheeks bulging as she started pleasing him with a new technique she had learnt from serving her clients in Japan. Her boss leaned back, enjoying the sublimely pleasurable sensations as Lynette held his manhood into her pretty mouth and started painting the bottom of his shaft with the tip of her tongue with slow and deliberate back and forth strokes. Looking up at him submissively, Lynette began to swirl and flick the tip of her delicate tongue all over the length of Mr Chan’s shaft, delivering progressively more pleasurable sensations to his manhood. He was close to orgasm now, as Lynette continued to work her tongue diligently on his member. The sight of his pretty young subordinate, dolled up more sexily than he had ever seen, serving him on her knees, combined with the continually increasing stimulation on his manhood by her tongue finally made him explode, as he held Lynette’s head firmly to ensure she could not pull away, unleashing a copious flood of sperm into her mouth. Her eyes watered as she struggled to keep it in, breathing heavily through her nose. Lynette felt slightly relieved when he loosened his grip on her head, and slowly began to disengage, as a few stray drops of sperm ran down her chin onto the carpeted floor.
Mr Chan stroked Lynette’s bright, salon-colored and prettily curled hair, as she remained kneeling before him, her mouth full of his ejaculate.
“You said you’re willing to work hard. Come, show me what a good girl you are.”
Lynette knew what he wanted her to do, and she was in no position to argue. Taking in a deep breath of air through her nostrils, she closed her eyes tightly and gulped down the load her boss had discharged into her mouth just moments earlier, and presented her empty mouth obediently to him to show that she had swallowed it all, like a gokkun* starlet from a Japanese adult video.
Mr Chan looked at Lynette, delighted with his young subordinate’s performance. Clearly, she had picked up some wonderful new tricks from her recent business trip to Tokyo. He appreciated the back view of Lynette’s svelte figure and pert ass as the pretty sales executive demurely excused herself for a moment to fix her make up. He had seen the determination to please him in her face while she blew him earlier. The evening had barely begun, yet it was just a prelude to the many pleasures he would be extracting from his young, attractive subordinate…
*Gokkun (ゴックン) is a Japanese term for sexual activity in which the girl consumes the semen of one or more men, perhaps after performing fellatio, or participating in a bukkake.
Lynette’s look for Chapter 42, in her figure hugging bandage dress and stilettoes, moments before getting on her knees to serve her boss in the hotel room…
Bros thank you for all the interest! Sorry for the delay as I had some writers block in addition to being a little busy recently… and didn’t wanna just crank out a boring chapter just for the sake of updating…
The good news is that I have just noted down my ideas and plot points for the next chapter. It should still take place in Singapore, and do look forward to seeing a new character as well! will work on getting it up in the next few days
Bros, my sincere apologies for such a long delay!
Been busy with many things recently that this story had to take a break for a while. Spent today writing most of the next episode and I have perhaps 1 or 2 more paragraphs to go before posting it here! photos have been prepared as well.
Just a little sneak peek for you bros who have been waiting…
The next installment takes place in Chinatown, Singapore and follows up directly from the last chapter with Lynette. As mentioned previously, a new character will be introduced in this upcoming episode, and I am excited to see if she will titillate you guys!
My good bros…
I apologize again for keeping you all waiting for so long.
Here I present the next episode of the story. Please savor and enjoy, and do let me know if you like what you read.
Chapter 43
A gentle breeze blew through the streets of Chinatown. Having just ended her day at the office, Lynette stepped out of the subway exit and made her way through the evening crowd, through the alleys that held rows of barbecued meat shops, various restaurants serving Chinese food from different regions and souvenir shops hawking a myriad of tourist trinkets and traditional apparel. It was a cool Friday evening. Lynette’s high heels clicked against the pavement as she walked toward the venue of her evening’s engagement with brisk steps, as quickly as she could in her tight, knee length pencil skirt. It was black with a printed elegant floral pattern, and made of a smooth, satiny fabric that was slightly stretchy, encasing her slender hips in a flattering manner, tapering to just below her knees. The tightness and cut of the skirt meant that Lynette’s hips would sway or “wiggle” seductively as she walked. A slit in the back allowed for some freedom of movement and also gave a peek of the backs of her gazelle like thighs with each step. Complementing Lynette’s sensual skirt was a form fitting black sleeveless crop top which exposed the skin on her shoulders and upper back, together with just a slight hint of her midriff. More than a few male heads turned to gawk at the pretty, sexily yet stylishly dressed young sales executive as she headed through the crowd.
It had been more than a month since Lynette had gone with her boss, Mr Chan, to the Carlton City Hotel, where he had fucked the extremely sexily dolled up sales executive three more times throughout the night after she initially sucked him off. Since that day, he had had her engage in more and increasingly frequent encounters with him, in addition to the clients that she had to entertain every now and then. While it was hard for Lynette at first, she was slowly being conditioned to readily accept that entertaining her clients as well as her boss was part of the sales lifestyle. While Lynette took quite well to dolling herself up attractively, the idea of making her body readily accessible to the people she needed to entertain still filled her with shame and self embarrassment. Yet, she was slowly beginning get used to it. She had not realized it yet, but those same feelings of shame and embarrassment fanned the flames of her own inner slut and compounded the arousal she had involuntarily felt during some of those encounters.
Lynette’s trysts with Mr Chan had been varied. Sometimes they would meet for a dinner date, and he would have her meet him discreetly at a boutique hotel in Robertson Quay or in Ann Siang Hill afterward, or at a budget hotel near Pasir Panjang for a quick session during lunch. Other times, Lynette would perform a blowjob on him in his car, while they were parked at a secluded spot, just like she had done for a few of her clients before.
This evening, Mr Chan had planned for something a little different. It took Lynette a few passes through the same small street of shophouses before she found the address that he had given her; it turned out to be a very tiny, discreet adult shop, hidden on the second floor of the row of shophouses, accessed via a flight of steps hidden behind a nondescript closed wooden door sandwiched right between two bustling hotpot restaurants along that small street off the main thoroughfare; The store was dimly lit. Warm yellow spotlights illuminated the comprehensive array of adult merchandise on the floor to ceiling shelves, and a tiny point of sale counter manned by a single shop assistant stood in a corner by the window overlooking the street. On one wall there was a two tier rack which displayed a great selection of costumes, skimpy vinyl race queen outfits, spandex bunny girl unitards, satin and leather french maid outfits featuring among them. Mr Chan was browsing through the rack, contemplating which of the costumes he might want to have Lynette put on when she met him next time, as Lynette nervously walked in. He turned to the attractive young sales executive and greeted her by gently squeezing her perky butt.
“You’re just in time. A friend of mine and his partner will be joining us today, they’re waiting for us inside already.”
Lynette wondered what her boss meant by “inside”, but it didn’t take long for her to find out. The staff behind the counter pulled back the red velvet curtain behind him which concealed a heavy looking door. Opening the door, he ushered Mr Chan and his attractive subordinate through.
Lynette’s eyes flew open. The hidden room behind the counter was a spacious dungeon-for-hire, which took up most of the space on the second floor unit. The soundproofed walls were painted a deep red. A king sized bed with satin sheets lay on one end. On the other end there was a bench, with restraints to bind a submissive to it, while on another corner hung a bar suspended on both ends from the ceiling on which a submissive could be bent over and tied up.
Across from the bed stood a whipping stand of sorts, where a svelte, pretty alabaster complexioned girl in the unmistakable Korean Air stewardess uniform - a tight satin sky blue blouse and knee length beige pencil skirt, had been fastened at the wrists and forearms with leather restraints in a bent over position, like an erotic art installation. Her silky jet-black hair was still coiffed immaculately in the elegant chignon required of Korean Air stewardesses, accentuated with the signature stiff blue ribbon hair ornament. Her name was Min-hye, fresh off a flight from Incheon. The sharply dressed man whom she had come in with was Mr. Lee, a relatively young and handsome high level executive within Korean Airlines. He had had been a client and also a close friend of Mr Chan’s, as both men greeted each other with like long-time friends.
Min-hye had met Mr Lee on a long haul flight to Paris, and given his status, she had felt compelled to oblige him when he had invited her to dinner in the Champs Elysees. Min-hye had been nervous at first, but he had been kind to her, making her comfortable in his presence. After dinner and a couple of bottles of expensive champagne that night, he had led her back to his hotel room. Min-hye’s fear of offending someone who had power over her career combined with the effects of the alcohol had made the young, demure stewardess unable to resist as Mr Lee removed her dress and took her for the first time, paving the way for their several subsequent encounters. As much as she had been reluctant to sleep with him, Min-hye had found herself unable to refuse, due to his status. She felt somewhat protected so long as she continued to cater to Mr Lee’s needs, and was deeply fearful of what he could do to her if she failed to oblige him.
The evening’s session had begun. Undoing the zipper at the back of Lynette’s crop top, Mr Chan pulled it off her, revealing the strapless black satin push up bra she was wearing underneath that gave her C cup breasts a much fuller appearance and a tantalising cleavage. Mr Chan sat down on the edge of the bed, facing the bound Min-hye, as Lynette docilely knelt before her boss before the bed, clad only in her tight pencil skirt, heels and bra. She knew she had to give more than her best to satisfy him; the room was filled with many ways to painfully punish a disobedient submissive. Undoing the zipper of his business pants, the pretty young sales executive dutifully took his very erect manhood into her mouth and began to pleasure him with slow, deliberate strokes of her skilful tongue. She was in no rush to make him cum; she knew that he wanted to prolong his pleasure throughout the length of the exhibition that was about to take place.
(cont’d)
(Chapter 43 continued from above)
Mr Chan could see only part of Min-hye’s beautiful face from where she stood but the trembling girl was obviously terrified, squirming uneasily in dread, as she watched Mr Lee carefully select a leather riding crop from the rack of various whips, canes and crops just next to her. He reached for the hem of her pencil skirt, and folded it upward neatly, bunching the fabric up to Min-hye’s hips, exposing the full length of her gazelle like legs and finally, her pert, creamy asscheeks, encased in the thin, nude pantystockings that she wore as part of her uniform. The black lacy Victoria’s secret panties she wore were clearly visible through the diaphanous nylon fabric of her stockings. Min-hye fought back the tears that brimmed from her pretty almond shaped eyes as she stood helplessly, bound in such a compromising position.
Mr Lee ran the folded leather tip of his crop over Min-hye’s slender back, thighs and her nylon encased ass, as if to tease her and build up her fear for what would happen next. The pretty stewardess whimpered in trepidation as she felt the thick leather implement caress her smooth, alabaster buttcheeks. She felt the crop leave her buttocks, as her man raised it upward, and held her breath. Before she could even fully steel herself, she heard a sharp swish as the leather crop landed at full force onto the tender flesh of her ass with a resounding crack, as her slender body flinched upward, as far as her restraints would allow. She cried out in pain, breathing heavily as hot tears began running down her immaculately made up face. Her man teased her again with the crop for a good five seconds before unexpectedly bringing it down again on her ass, extracting another yelp of pain from the shuddering, angelic faced Korean beauty. He repeated the process with each stroke, varying the force with which he brought the crop down on Min-hye’s tender asscheeks, such that she would not be able to predict how hard he would hit her each time. Amid the sounds of the beating, punctuated by Min-hye’s pleading cries, Lynette diligently pleasured Mr Chan with her mouth, her cheeks bulging with his erect manhood inside, as she flicked and swirled her delicate tongue skilfully over her boss’s shaft, from the base to the tip, her mouth drooling with droplets of saliva which ran down her chin, while he watched the perverse whipping spectacle before him, which turned him on even more. As the sensations delivered by Lynette’s tongue on his cock continued, he felt his ejaculation build up inside him. He was in two minds about letting himself go at that instant; he had wanted to fuck Lynette and shoot his load inside her pussy as well, but the night was still young, and he could still afford to do it later in the evening. In the meantime, he was already too primed by his sexy young subordinate’s tongue caressing and teasing his manhood and the sight and sounds of the model like, elegantly dressed Korean beauty bound in a humiliating position and being whipped in front of him. He grabbed hold of Lynette’s pretty head with both hands and held her firmly in place to prevent her from withdrawing, and, as Min-hye moaned painfully with the next stroke, Mr Chan discharged a copious flood of sperm into Lynette’s mouth, some of which went directly down her throat, as she breathed heavily through her nose, struggling futilely to swallow as much as she could, while some of it had already overflowed, dribbling down her chin and dripped onto her satin bra and skirt, the milky white droplets contrasting starkly against the shiny black fabric.
After the fifteenth brutal stroke, Min-hye’s tender ass had turned from a creamy shade of white to an angry crimson, lined with the criss cross marks where the crop had landed on her. She would probably be unable to sit comfortably for the next few days or so. The lovely stewardess was quivering like a leaf, as she tottered in her high heels in her bent over position, pleading in between her choking sobs to be let off. Mr Lee appeared as if he was going to relent, as he stroked her head, appearing to calm her down. Then, he picked up his crop again. Using one foot to spread Min-hye’s legs even further apart, he then brought the leather tip of the crop to the terrified girl’s sopping wet pussy, running it gently over her clit. Aware of what would inevitably come next, she began to whimper and plead even more intensely for her man to stop. Without warning, he delivered a firm, precise whack onto the tender pearl between her legs. The intense pain spread through Min-hye’s trembling body like wildfire as her pleading intensified even further into pitiful cries for mercy. Mr Lee’s cock was rock hard, as he imagined how passionately she would be servicing him later, having been softened by the whipping session. He had agreed with Mr Chan that they would try swapping partners at some point during Min-hye’s layover period in Singapore; he had been looking forward to try out Lynette as well. Perhaps that could happen tomorrow, or later tonight, he thought. In the meantime, since Mr Chan had just released his load in the last few minutes, and was busy making out with Lynette on the bed, it would be his turn to take his pleasure with the beautiful, freshly whipped stewardess before him. He began to unbuckle the leather restraints that bound Min-hye’s arms to the stand…