| Laura leaned back into her overstuffed leather chair and watched the panel in the bottom of her assistant's door slide open. She enjoyed the sway of tits as it crawled towards it's waiting spot. The trained assistant reached its place near the side of the desk came up onto her knees with her hands at her side and her head bowed down. Laura took a remote from a desk drawer, and with expertly executed motions, activated the bracelets on the assistant's wrists, causing its arms to spread out, then slam together behind its back, locking together with magnetic force. Another button push lowered the platform that Gwen knelt on so the little bitch would be nose level with her cunt. Laura now busied herself with tasks for the next 10 minutes, shutting out the existence of the sub. A mechanical voice announced, "dinner on line nine." "Hold," commanded the executive. She rose and strolled into place in front of her assistant. With a few deft motions, she shed her skirt, revealing her na...
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