Chapter 1

Carly let Angela sleep for awhile, then woke her up. She kissed her gently.

“How are you feeling?”

“I was not supposed to come here. Even though I had the rest of the day free, I should have gotten approval first. I am sure Master and Mistress would be displeased to know I came here and that I told you these things.

“Angela, there is no way Michael will know if you don’t tell him. And if he is doing this all out of love, why should it bother him?. Now can you tell me more about what has happened to you?”

Carly poured them some wine and served up some lasagna she made while Angela was resting. They sat down, and Carly was able to pull a lot of information from Angela about the weekend of training, about the hotel with all the men, about Lorraine, Joseph, the tattoos and the piercings. She also asked Angela about her relationship with the woman she lived with, and if she knew about what was going on. Carly had a recorder going to capture all the details. Carly wished that Angela had been able to tell her more about where the weekend training session had been held, but she had no clue. However, Carly had a few ideas about how she could find out more. She had gotten all she could right now though, and it was time to get Angela back to the mall.

Carly dropped her off where she had picked her up, then drove back around to the Sears store entrance to see if the car was still parked near Angela’s. After spotting it, she parked an aisle over, then watched as Angela came out, got in her car and drove off. The woman in the car pulled out after Angela, then Carly followed her. Angela drove straight home. The woman followed her home then parked down the block. Carly drove past, circled the block and parked where she could see the car. After about thirty minutes, Carly saw her either make or take a phone call, then a few minutes later, she drove off.

Chapter 2

Angela got home and prepared to settle in, but within a few minutes her phone rang.

“Hello Master.”

“Did you have a good time shopping?”

Angela panicked momentarily, then answered. She had been very worried about what had happened. Even though Michael had given her the day off, she was quite certain that meeting Carly would be against the rules. And telling her everything that had happened to her would make Michael furious and probably Lorraine as well. She did not know how she would do it, but she must keep that information from them. Not because it might result in discipline, but because it would make Michael stop loving her. And she could not take that. It would be hard though, he always knew when she lied to him. She would just have to make sure that this time, he didn’t.

Angela had been going over the story in her head since she was at Carly’s until she believed it to be what really happened. She repeated the story to him. After leaving the theater, she ran into Carly, the customer where Angela did her first staging. She told her that she had an offer on the home and the details were being worked out. She thanked Angela and then left. After that Angela went to the mall to do some window shopping. There was a craft show going on there and she spent a number of hours shopping and watching some performers. After making a few small purchases, she left and went home.

“Well, I think you have done quite enough for one day. Stay in for the remainder of the day and relax. I will be gone again for several weeks and may not contact you during that time, but you need to follow all the rules you have been given. You must obey anything Lorraine tells you as well. And it is possible I may send someone to you from time to time to pleasure you. If they come to you and tell you I sent them, you must do as they say.”

“Yes Master.”

Before I go though, I want to watch you masturbate for me. I know your landlord is not home, so I want you to leave your door open, and I want you to describe what you are doing. I want you to pretend that it is me doing things to you. Use some of your toys.

“Yes Master.”

Angela got one of the dildo’s that was about the same size as Michael. She proceeded to get her chair and place it at the foot of her bed and suction the dildo to it. Then she began taking it into her mouth and made a big show of licking up and down the shaft and showing the studs. She made sure she was taking it deep into her mouth. With one hand, she reached under her and was playing with her clit. Periodically, she looked up and described what she was doing and asked Michael if it felt good. All she heard aside from an occasional grunt was heavy breathing. Angela couldn’t tell if he was enjoying what she was doing or not.

He had also not told her if she could cum or not, but she dared not ask him. After sucking on the dildo for awhile, she got up and straddled it. She lowered herself down until it was fully inside her pussy. She rode it up and down for a good fifteen minutes telling Michael how good he felt inside her and what a good lover he was. All the while she was keeping an ear to the living room listening for Dawn to arrive home. Michael finally said one word… ass. Angela got up, removed the plug and added some lube to the dildo, but just as she was about to lower herself down, Michael instructed her to use the larger dildo.

She got up and suctioned the larger dildo to the chair, added some lube and once again, as she was just about to lower herself, he said… both. Angela grabbed the first dildo again, suctioned it to the chair, lined both dildos up, then slowly lowered herself down. She began riding both dildos, and when Michael told her he wanted to hear her ass slap the chair on each down stroke, she bounced up and down harder. After about ten more minutes, she heard him groaning and then grunt and she assumed he had cum.

She was quite aroused, but had not been given permission to cum or stop so she continued riding both dildos. Finally, Michael said to lick the large dildo clean. Angela took the dildo from her ass and put it to her mouth, licking it and sucking on it until he told her to stop. Then he said she had two minutes to bring herself to an orgasm, after which she could leave her room if she wanted, but was not to leave the house.

“Yes Master.”

Next week, I need you to go to the West End Mall store and work there until further notice. The manager there is expecting you. Report there promptly at 1 pm next week Monday; after that, the manager will give you your schedule. His name is George Harris and you will follow his instructions. Oh, and you will continue wearing both the plug and the harness all the time. Now hurry and cum for me pet.”

“Yes Master.”

Angela played with her clit and used the smaller dildo to fuck her pussy. She had an orgasm within a minute, then went into the bathroom to clean up, hid her toys and put some clothes on before Dawn got home.

The West End Mall store was the smallest of the three stores and in a less than desirable area and she was not thrilled that she would be there until after dark. It was also well over an hour commute each way and worse during rush hours. Half the store spaces in that mall were vacant and she had heard rumors that store might close. Michael had told her he would get her more time in the Bridgeton store, yet now he had her working there. And the way he had put it, she had no idea for how long. Angela also wondered what this meant as far as her getting any more staging or decorating assignments. The only good thing about it was that with Michael being gone, and then her working at another store, she hoped no one would be questioning her about what she had done on Sunday.

Dawn finally returned home about forty-five minutes later and they talked about their days over a glass of wine. Angela recited her day, leaving out the details about Michael and the men in the show, and telling the story she had repeated in her head numerous times about shopping at the mall. They exchanged their weekly schedules as they normally did. Dawn expressed her concern about Angela working at West End, especially that late at night. She said she hoped that if she was going to be there for any length of time, she would at least get the earlier shift.

The rest of the week went smoothly with Angela making a number of good sales. She saw Lorraine once during that time when she was on the floor, but was not called to the office once. On the following Monday, Angela picked out a conservative outfit, since she was unsure of what the other sales people dressed like. She had looked up directions and was giving herself more than enough time to get there. Since she was also unfamiliar with the area, she packed her own lunch for the day and would assess the situation for the rest of the week. She might have to stop at a grocery store for supplies on her way home tonight.

Chapter 3

At around 11:30, she got her stuff together, and left for work. She arrived at the mall about twenty minutes early, so she drove the perimeter to scope out the area. There were a few grungy looking restaurants with very few cars in their parking lots. Only a few of the perimeter stores were occupied and there were a few abandoned wrecks scattered around. Two of the three anchor stores in the mall were closed and the parking lots were almost empty. She wondered if the weekly sales quotas were the same here as Eastwick. She did not see how she could possibly do as much here.

Angela parked as close as she could to the front door and under a light so she would not have far to walk when she left. She noted that only a handful of cars were parked near the store. When she walked into the store, she saw that it appeared to be just a bit larger than half the size of the Eastwick store and at quick glance saw that the furniture was of lower quality than either of the other two stores. When a salesman approached her; she asked to be directed to the manager and told him who she was.

He directed her to the back of the store where she found a girl sitting at a desk behind a counter. The girl had numerous piercings in each ear, one in her nose, eyebrow and lip. Her lower arms were exposed and covered with tattoos and she was chomping on a huge wad of gum. When she finally noticed Angela standing there, she addressed her.

“Yea, can I help you?”

‘I’m Angela from the Eastwick store. I believe the manager is expecting me.”

“Oh yea. Hang on. I’ll let him know.”

After about two minutes, she finally got up and knocked on a door marked ‘Private”. There was a large window on the wall, covered by a curtain inside the office. She pushed the door open and stuck her head inside.

“She’s here.”

She waved at Angela and told her to go in. Angela walked in and was greeted by a huge dark skinned man. He had to be at least 6’ 5” and well over 300 pounds. The collar on his shirt was at least two inches short of closing and his tie barely reached mid stomach which bulged out above his belt. His hands were the size of a pug’s head and his fingers long and thick as sausages. His hair was light brown and somewhat kinky, and he had a goatee and mustache to match. It was impossible to determine his age. He might have been thirty five or fifty. He motioned for her to sit in a chair, then sat on the edge of his desk.

“Michael said you could help us out here. I have lost three sales people in the last month and needed someone to help build our sales back up. We are running a special this week, so expect it to be busy starting tonight. You might want to get a padlock for your locker. Bambi will show you where to store your stuff, get you a sales packet and show you where you can set up a workstation. We’re pretty informal here about who takes the next customer… it’s pretty much whoever gets to them first.”

He turned around and sat back down at his desk and resumed working. Angela waited a minute, then got up, said thank you and walked out of his office. She walked up to the tattooed girl.

“Bambi?”

“Yea, that’s me.”

“Mr. Harris said you would get me started and show me where to put my purse.”

“Yea, do you have a lock?”

“No. I was unaware I would need one.”

“Well, even if you had one, you might want to consider leaving your purse in your car, or better still don’t bring one. Did you bring a lunch?”

“Yes, a sandwich.”

“Well, the fridge is broke, so I hope it doesn’t need to stay cold. You might want to bring a cooler. The time clock is over there. If there isn’t a blank timecard, come see me. ”

Bambi led her to the lunchroom and lockers. Half of the doors were missing or hanging on by one hinge. Several others were punched in or bent up and most were covered in graffiti. The bulletin board was in disarray and there was trash on the tables and floor, which looked like it had not been cleaned in a month. The garbage was overflowing and reeked of spoiled food. Bambi found her a locker that at least closed and took a magic marker from her pocket, crossed off the name on it and wrote her name above it. Angela was going to at least put her lunch in there, but when she opened it and saw a bag covered in ants, decided against it.

“Perhaps I will just leave it in my car. Mr. Harris said you would show me where to set up and get me a sales packet.”

“Yea, follow me.”

Bambi returned to her desk and pointed to a wall with sets of boxes, each containing small stacks of paper.

“There’s all the forms. Take what you need. If you get to the last sheet, go make some more copies. You can set up on any open desk over there.”

Angela looked to where she was pointing. They weren’t desks as much as small tables with three chairs, two on one side and one on the other. A computer monitor, keyboard and two baskets covered more than half the surface of the table. The hard drive tower was under the table and a mess of cables was taped down to the carpet with duct tape. Extension cords ran from each desk to the wall and were also taped down to the floor. Some of the wires ran across aisles and looked to be quite the trip hazard. She made a few mental notes for tomorrow.

Angela set her purse and lunch down, then pulled several sets of forms and grabbed some pens. She found an empty desk and put the forms in one of the baskets, then took her purse and lunch out to her car, placing them in the trunk. She removed just her car keys from the ring and put them in her pocket, then returned to the store. She did a quick walk through the store to check the set up and inventory. There were already a few customers in the store, and it looked like most of the sales people were occupied, so when the next customer walked in, Angela went up to her and introduced herself.

“What can I help you with today ma’am?”

“You got any scratch ‘n dent stuff? My granbaby is spectin’ and her mom chrew her out, so I need a cheap bed cuz she movin’ in wit me.”

“Let’s go look and see what we might have.”

They walked over to the area where Angela had noted the big Scratch and Dent sign.

When she walked in, she was shocked. Both the other stores had similar areas, but for the most part, they contained discontinued styles or items with small blemishes. There was the occasional odd item that had been a special order, but the sale was never completed. In both stores, the areas were fairly small, maybe 10-15% the size of the whole sales floor. This room was a third the size of the entire store and the items here were abysmal. This is obviously where the other two stores sent their left over crap. Dressers with missing drawers, couches with torn upholstery and missing legs, stained mattresses and worse. The woman looked at several beds and finally settled on a twin bed frame and a mattress that was torn on one side.

“We jes put dat side on da boddom.”

She also saw a small dresser with one drawer where the front was missing, as well as half the knobs that she decided she also wanted. Angela removed the tags with the pertinent information, put hold stickers on the items and led the woman back to her workstation. She handed the woman some paper work to start, but could not locate any of the pens she had left there. She had to go back to the office area and get a few more. This time, they went into her pocket. Then she logged onto the company website and looked up the items while the woman was filling out the papers. The total sale came to less than $150 and the woman counted out the money in fives and singles. She said her nephew would be back to pick it up when he got off work around 6 pm. By the time the sale was completed, she had spent over an hour with the customer.

While Angela was busy with that customer, another salesperson came in and set up a workstation. She introduced herself to Angela as Andrea and said it was nice to have another lady in here. None of the other sales people had made any effort to introduce themselves, so she was pleasantly surprised. Angela kept busy with a steady stream of customers, taking every one she could. When her lunch break finally came, she went out to her car and pulled the bag of veggies out, along with the apple she had packed. The sandwich was a loss since it had mayo on it. It was okay, since she had lost her appetite anyway.

She sat in her car until it was almost time to return, then went back inside. She needed to use the rest room, but almost barfed when she walked in there. She wet some paper towels and got a few dry ones as well. She cleaned and dried the seat, then put down a few of the paper towels and hurriedly did what she had to, then left. When she went to her desk, she noticed all the forms she had pulled were gone, so she went and got a few more sets. Two of the spaces were empty, so she asked Bambi for the original. Bambi laughed at that and told her to try to borrow the forms from someone else and make copies. After finally tracking down the forms, she made copies, then waited for the next customer.

Angela waited on a dozen people and not even half of them bought something. She gave her card to several people who swore they just needed to go get the money or talk it over with someone or bring someone to the store before they bought anything. She had worked twice as hard and had sales that were only about half of what she did in an average day. And this was during a sale here.

It was finally closing time and Angela finished up her paperwork, then was about to punch out when Bambi pointed to Mr. Harris’s door.

“He wants to see you. Just knock and walk in.

Chapter 4

Angela walked over and knocked, then tentatively opened the door and walked in.

“So, how did you like your first day? Little different than over there at Eastwick, huh? Sorry about the fridge issue. I had a service man in but they said it would cost about $400 to fix, so I am waiting on a decision. Anyway, I saw your numbers for the day. I really thought they would be higher based on what Michael had told me about you. Well, I’m sure you’ll do better tomorrow.”

“Yes Mr. Harris. I’m sorry. I will try harder tomorrow and I’m sure I’ll do better.”

“Ya gotta hurry these people up, so don’t go showin’ them so much stuff. Yer takin’ way too much time with each customer. Talk them into the first thing they like. And push the store financing. We make a lot more money on that then if they put it on a credit card or pay cash. I’m sure you are gonna do just fine here, and you and I are gonna get along just fine too. Michael said you were my kinda gal. So I guess we will see you tomorrow afternoon. I’m gonna need you on this shift at least while the sale is going on. We’ll see after that. Now you best get going. The security guard will let you out the back door.”

“Can he let me out the front? My car is parked there?”

“Sorry sweetie, he has to stay back there. You should probably start parking back there anyway. Employees are to use that door to come and go. We don’t want to take up valuable customer parking space out front.”

Angela left the office and walked to the back where the guard was. He asked for her ID, then opened the door. When she asked if he could possibly walk her to her car, or at least to the front of the building and wait till she got into her car, he laughed.

“I don’t go out there at night. Next time, if you’re parked back here, I’ll watch you get to your car. But you really should leave with everyone else. There’s safety in numbers you know.”

Angela started to say something, then decided it would just be a waste of time. She spotted several teens standing by one of the dumpsters and hurried around to her car, unlocking it quickly and jumping in, locking it behind her. She didn’t even bother to get her purse from the trunk. She started it up and drove off. When she got closer to home, she stopped at a burger joint, got her purse and went in to order her food. She took the bag and ate it in the car on the way home.

Dawn was waiting up for her when she walked in the door. She hugged her.

“I was getting worried. How was day one?

“Oh, just the new boss checking to see how I did. And then I stopped for some food. I missed lunch and was very hungry.”

“I saw you had a lunch made. Why did you miss lunch?”

Angela told her about the fridge situation and a little bit more, but left out the worst of the details. Tomorrow, she would stop at the grocery store and pick up some cleaning supplies and rubber gloves as well as a small cooler, a padlock, a package of large garbage bags a can of air freshener and some ice packs. She also decided to swing by the Eastwick store and pick up a couple sets of forms that she could use to make decent copies. As an afterthought, she decided pick up a roll of duct tape to re-tape some of the cords. She had almost tripped twice. She would need to get an early start tomorrow so she could make all the stops and get to the store early enough to do some cleaning.

“It’s been a long day Dawn. I think I am going to turn in early.”

“Okay hun. Get some rest.”

Angela went in and the first thing she did was remove the butt plug and harness so she could shower. After showering, Angela reset her alarm and fell asleep within minutes. She got up early and got dressed. She had noticed the dress was more casual there and Andrea had flats on, so she put on a pair of shoes with only about an inch high heel. She swung by the Eastwick store first and quickly grabbed a few sets of sales packets, then stopped at a Super Mart and picked up the remainder of what she needed.

When she got to the West End store, she parked as close to the back door as she could. She had noticed only one small light working, so tried to park where it would shine at least a little light on the car. After locking her purse in the trunk, she grabbed her cooler and bag of supplies and went inside. The guard asked to see her store ID and driver’s license, then searched her cooler and the bag.

“What’s all this for?”

“Just plan on doing a bit of cleaning is all.”

He let her pass and she went to the lunch/locker room. She put on the rubber gloves and first picked up some of the stuff around the garage can putting it into a large garbage bag. She picked up the dirty paper plates and empty fast food containers and put them in there too. Then she emptied the existing garbage can into another bag and quickly sealed it. She sprayed the can liberally with air freshener, then put in a clean liner. She filled the sink with some hot water and disinfectant and went to her locker, removing the bag gingerly and putting it into the open bag. She wiped down the counter, as well as the tables and chairs, then scrubbed out her locker.

She put her cooler in there along with the cleaning supplies, garbage bags and rubber gloves. She took one set of forms, put the rest in the locker and locked it up. It was almost her starting time, so she closed up the second garbage bag and put them both near the door. The floor was still filthy, but the rest of the room looked considerably better. The whole time she had been in there, not one person came in the room.

She went to the copy machine and made half a dozen sets of forms. She put the originals in a large manila envelope, and five of the copies in another. She then went and pulled two sets of the forms from the store’s supplies and grabbed three pens. She went and found a desk that was unoccupied and set herself up. She put the one good set of copied forms in one of the baskets, then the two sets she had pulled on top of that. She took the two manila envelopes and put them on the clip board she carried around, covering them with the sheets where she made her notes. She punched in and waited for the next customer.

Her first three customers were lookie lous and she got rid of them as soon as she could once she determined they weren’t buying. It wasn’t until her fourth customer that she made a sale. It was not large, but it was almost equal to the entire day yesterday. She continued snagging as many customers as she could, even persuading a few of them to use the store financing option when they made a purchase. When she went in for her lunch break, there were some new dirty plates and garbage lying around, but it was still fairly clean. However, the garbage bags were still next to the door and the smell was seeping through the bag. She sprayed them both again, finished her lunch and went back out to the floor.

By the time she punched out, she had not even done half of what her average day was at Eastwick and nothing like what she did there during a sale day. And she had waited on many more customers making her average sale considerably lower. She got her stuff from her locker and headed out with the other sales people. Other than Andrea, no one else had yet to make an effort to introduce themselves to her, so she was not going to make the first step.

Chapter 5

On Wednesday, there was a note on her locker to see Mr. Harris. She punched in and went to his office.

“Are you the one who cleaned up the lunch room yesterday?”

“Yes sir.”

“Well, it was unnecessary and I hope you don’t expect to get paid for it. The cleaning crew comes every Wednesday, so it would have been cleaned tonight.”

“No sir, I did it on my own time. There was an ant covered bag in the locker I was assigned and all the tables and chairs were dirty and sticky. The garbage smelled so I just thought that I would put it in some bags and seal them up so the odor would be contained.”

“As long as you don’t expect the company to pay you or reimburse you for supplies, that’s fine. Now I understand you had a number of sales yesterday.”

“Yes sir, though there were a fair amount of lookers who did not make a purchase as well.”

“Hey, if they come in here, they need or want something, so you just have to try harder to find something to sell them. Push the scratch and dent stuff too. We have a bunch more in the warehouse but no room for it. I really expected better sales from you based on what Michael had told me, so I hope you pick it up before I report to him again.”

“Yes sir. Sorry sir. I will do better today.”

Angela went out to the sales floor and worked her ass off the entire day. She made a number of sales, but all except one were from the scratch and dent room. Her sales total were still below what they would have been at Eastwick, but better than yesterday. Michael was going to be upset and this was surely going to affect everything including her commission percentage. Michael must have already been upset with her to send her here in the first place, and Mr. Harris was obviously upset as well. She hoped she could do better before he spoke to Michael again.

The rest of the week and beginning of the following one were a blur as she tried as hard as she could. She was finally making a few decent sales as well as moving a lot of the scratch and dent stuff out, but having to work twice as hard to achieve her goals. It was really wearing her out and by the time she made the hour drive home each night, she was so exhausted, she barely had any energy to socialize with Dawn. As she was preparing to leave on Saturday, she heard Mr. Harris calling to her. She went to his office.

“Yes sir?”

“Well you’re finally coming through. I spoke to Michael and he gave me the lowdown on you and the trouble he has had getting you trained properly, so he said I can have you for as long as I want. I told him that if you keep up the good work, then maybe I won’t have to replace the three sales people I lost. He suggested that since you will be working here indefinitely, it might be easier if you lived closer to here. He is arranging for an apartment for you to rent not far from here. I believe he will contact you tomorrow about it. You will have tomorrow off and I will see you here on Monday morning at 10 am. You will be working the first shift next week.”

“But I already have a place to live, and I really can’t afford an apartment. I am just renting a room from someone.”

“I believe you have been told never to question what Michael tells you, slut! And I think it is about time you started addressing me as Master when you are in my office.”

“Yes sir. I mean yes Master.”

“And Michael said you got some real nice tats and piercings. Around here, you don’t need to hide them like you do at the other two stores. You seen some of Bambi’s stuff. She got some purty stuff she can’t show too. Well except in private…Bambi and me got a thing, if you catch my drift. Maybe you can join us one day. Bambi would just love you I bet. Now, why don’t you just bend over and pull up your skirt some and let me see that ass tat you got.”

“Yes Master.”

Angela bent over and pulled up her skirt. She felt his hands undo her garter belt and rub all over her cheeks. He grabbed her hips and dry humped her causing the butt plug to press into her. Then he slapped her ass hard several times.

“That’s a right awesome looking ass you got there, and the tat is great too.”

He laughed at his own joke and said he was sure to be seeing more of her soon, then told her she could get dressed and go home.

Angela’s entire body went cold, and she began shivering. A thought crept into her head… had Michael’s love for her come to a stop?



To be continued…..