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Hi readers, I am Neha from Haryana. I have done my engg in Electronics from DCE batch of 2012. I belong to a middle class family. My father is a peon in govt office and has two younger sisters. I was not among the toppers in the college and all my friends got job in good company during campus interviews.

After the completion of m y course I was at loss and dint knows what to do. I have been selected for masters but my father dint has money to pursue the course. So I was bound to search for job. I started staying at Delhi and search for job every day. I appeared for all competitive exams but failed. My pressure was increasing day by day.

Finally I got one job in startup company in 2014 end where my basic was 8000, after about two years of my completion of course. So I can’t afford to lose it and that’s when the story started.

It was a small office and had about 10 employees. My first day at the office and it was 24th November 2014. I met my boss. He was a young lad in his thirties. His name was Ayush Agarwalla. First few days went well. There was another girl Swat. She has joined about year ago and has shown a good progress in her career. I and she became good friends. Few months went life was going on as usual hoping for a appraisal but every time I raise the topic I was scolded and muted.

After around six months I went upto my boss and asked for appraisal as I was seeing swati has got already two appraisal in six months. Then he scolded me and introduced me to such a world that I was unaware of. He said that want to know how swati got such promotions then listen , swati works in office during daytime and at night she is my bitch. I treat her like my dog and do whatever with her. If you also want a promotion then you will also have to be the same otherwise be happy with your 8000. I was shell shocked by his words.

I went home and thought a lot about it. With 8000 it was very difficult for me to make both end meet and above all I had to send money to my home as well. Then I decided that I need more money anyhow. I had tried in all other jobs but failed and if I loose this job I will be nowhere. So by putting rock in m y heart I decided to be a BITCH.

Next day I went upto my boss and said that I was ready for everything. Then he gave the address of his secret apartment and said to be there sharp at 7. I went home bathed and become ready to be a bitch. I was very nervous. Finally I reached there at 7 10, rang the bell. Door was already open, I went in and saw that swati was already there, sitting on the ground with a strap in the neck licking his feet just like a dog. He said welcome my bitch but you are late by 10 mins.

Me : sorry sir

Boss: No sir, sir only in the office. Here I am your master and you are my bitch.

Me: Sorry master

Boss: only sorry will not do, u will get punishment

Me:sorry master please forgive me this time I will not repeat

Boss:ok this is first day so I am excusing you. Ok then strip all your clothes and be a good bitch and wear the strap on your neck.

I being a obedient bitch went there opened all my clothes slowly . I was crying but could do nothing. Then wore the strap n came to him. Boss said see now swati will show u what to do everyday and the ordered swati to show me with a whip. Swati started with licking his feet, just like a dog until his says to stop she was licking and licking. Then she begged him if she could she could lick his penis, after several times he agreed and then she licked his penis. Then she asked him to fuck her. Then he started to tear apart her pussy with his tool. This was our routine now.

So everyday after office we came to his apartment to entertain him. Apart from the daily routine he finds out unusual ways to please him. One day he told us to fight among us just like dogs and we started at his instructions.

One day he during normal course of our routine he said that today he has invited his boss (GM). So you have to impress him.

Boss: so bitches this is the day. You have to shine my name. and if you cant your pay will be cut

Me: surely master I am your bitch and will not let you down

Boss: (patting my head) that’s like my bitch

Boss was ready with his two bitches on the door waiting for his boss. We were on our knees just like a dog and our straps were in his hand. Then entered his boss. As he entered we started liking his feet. Then boss released us and told us to make him happy. We ran towards GM and immediately started our work by liking his feet. It seemed that he was not interested but we were into it.

Me:please sir allow us to serve you. You are my god. Serving you is serving god. Please sir please

GM: tum saali randi kya khush karogi mujhe.

Me:please give us a chance

Gm: ok ja dia

We started kissing his feet and then removed his pants and slowly moved upwards. Then we asked for his permission to suck his dick, he said affirmative. We started fighting with each other for his cock. Then he said to lick his ass we agreed readily. And starting exploring his ass and he was moaning with pleasure. He became excited caught me and started kissing heavily and inserted his tool and started jerking heavily I was screaming and swati was licking his ass by the time.

Then swati showing his pussy asked gm to please fuck her. She begged upon him then he left me and quickly turned to her. I was teasing him then, playing with his balls and licking ass. And then finally he cummed and we starred fighting for his cum. Both of us took equal parts and drank it fully.

Then gm was very happy he said my boss that he has got very good bitches, we thanked him and he left. We were exhausted and lying on floor. Meanwhile boss came to us and kicked us and ordered us to repeat the same with him , we were helpless and did.

Next day I went to office to see that an envelope was waiting in my table that sated that my salary was doubled . I was on cloud nine. So days passed by like this and kept on keeping my master happy and he increased my salary . and this is how I became my boss’s bitch.

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