About this book
“You broke my first rule on your very first day,” Harper says, her red lips curling into a dangerous smile. “Now you'll learn what happens to secretaries who can't control themselves.”
My desk is outside her office, but most of my work happens inside it — on my knees, bent over furniture, stifling moans as she shows me exactly what she expects from her employees. Pink panties and matching bralettes. Skirts that barely cover my stocking tops. Makeup that smears so beautifully when she uses me.
Soon she’ll keep me locked up tight in something even more restrictive accessories, “to teach me self-control.” But we both know the truth: she loves watching me squirm. Loves seeing how desperate I get.
Loves that I'm becoming exactly the kind of secretary she always wanted.
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