Mary the Secretary
"Mary, I'm leaving. Please make copies of all documents in the red folder. Then bring everything into my room, lock the door and give the key to the security guys. And if some page doesn't come out right, don't throw it into the recycle bin!"
That's the perfect chance! Slowly taking the key - although she wanted to seize it - Mary went into VV's room, swaying her beautiful butt. She knew VV was watching her. The thing that she didn't know was that Yurik and I were staring at her butt, too, through the camera hidden behind the mirror. Mary entered VV's room. Kicking off her shoes, she approached the safe and took out of her pocket something which I thought was a pager. VV joined us before the screen and began watching the show. Mary was doing something with the buttons of the "pager", holding it right in front of the safe lock. VV was shocked when the door of his safe opened and Mary began taking out piles of CDs and papers.
"I'll kill them," VV said dryly. "Yurik, Sasha, let's go!"
When we entered the reception, Mary was already sitting at her computer and looked at us so calmly that I was impressed by her make-belief.
With a stern face, VV approached her and one moment later Mary was sitting on the floor, the heel of one of her shoes was broken. She looked angrily and the three men - that is, us - standing before her. But I didn't look at her face - I was mesmerized by her long, slender legs.
VV told Yurik to hold her, while he himself grasped Mary's hair and pulled up. Mary sat up, Yurik holding her from behind. VV looked around.
"That's good that you haven't yet learned how to tie your tie, Sasha," he said to me. "Lend it to me, please." I took off my silk tie, whose thinner end was seen from the other. "That's good," VV repeated, tying the tie on Mary's neck.
"Life her up, Yurik. Hold her legs, Sasha," VV ordered. I had really dreamed about holding her legs, but not in such a situation, of course. They were tight and I felt a faint smell coming from her pussy.
Meanwhile VV removed two tiles from the ceiling and tied the other end of the tie to a bar of some sort. "Put her on the chair," VV said. I pulled the chair with my foot and put Mary on it. Casting one last glance on her pretty firm ass, I stepped away.
"Tie her hands, Yurik." VV looked around, then tore the belt from Mary's little bag and rolled it around her wrists. Mary stood in the middle of the office, her pretty feet in snakeskin shoes were trembling a little, especially the left one. VV took hold of the chair and tried to say something, but Mary suddenly screeched, so he simply pulled the chair. The scream quickly stopped when the snakeskin shoes slipped down the chair into the air. Something squeaked in the ceiling, white dust began falling down. The tie began fastening tighter, and Mary's harsh gasps were growing louder and louder.
She wriggled and struggled in the noose, as though this could save her life. Her face, distorted with pain, was all wet with tears. The collar of the white blouse looked snow-white against the darkening cheek. Her legs looked even better now, dangling in the air in the middle of the office. Each swaying of these wonderful legs arouse a little spasm in my groin.
Sometimes I could see the soft pink skin between her thighs. The blouse pulled out from the skirt and revealed a stripe of bronze belly with a little chink of bellybutton in the middle.
Her lips, her sexy lips became darker, while the distorted purple face acquired a mysterious beauty. The loose end of my tie was sweeping along her tits with erected nipples. Mary's tears, black from her mascara, dripped down on her white blouse.
VV, watching her, took out a cigarette, lit it and began smoking. One of Mary's shoes fell on the floor, the toes spreading in all directions. Her legs, one bare and the other in the broken shoe, swept away the smoke coming from VV's cigarette. What a pity! I never got the chance to fuck her... What a pity! What wonderful legs!
She was growing weaker. The hair was no longer swaying to and fro, falling on the face. Through this "veil" the eyes looked strange, as well as the tongue sticking out.
A few convulsions shook Mary's body. "She's going to drip now," said Yurik. Indeed, a little stream of urine ran down her legs and dripped on the floor. "My carpet," VV sighed.
VV stepped to the dead girl and pressed the dog-end to her leg. Mary didn't move.
"Yurik, clean the office, please. Sasha, you go find us a new secretary. As beautiful as Mary, but less cunning. Otherwise you'll be spending all of your money on ties!"
Copyright by Carnivore Rodent (2000).