The Test - Part 2

by letmecum

Again the strong arms helped her to stand. She was half led, half carried a few steps, and a door was opened. She felt her blouse thrust into her hands and the mask whisked from her head, but before she could turn to see him, the door closed. She heard the click of the lock slide into place. She had failed the test. He was sending her away. She slid the blouse over her shoulders noticing that her tits were rock hard. As she slid her tender ass onto the leather seat, she felt her pussy overflow onto the seat. She pushed the button on the garage door opener and backed the car out, wondering what she had done wrong. What had he expected? How had she failed him?

As she pulled onto the quiet street to drive away, her cell phone rang. Seeing the familiar number on the caller ID, she thought maybe she hadn’t failed the test after all. Her fingers trembled as she punched the button to answer the cell phone. "You may return." "Yes, Sir," she said softly, but before she could get the wo...

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