Chapter 18
It was a different Carol who returned to work a month later. She concentrated more carefully on the claims handed to her, having to be careful not to simply give away the company's money because it was a male making a claim. She was in seventh heaven, and did her job to perfection, because she knew what was waiting for her at the end of each day.
Carol had learned from a friend that Ann Mason had ended up in an asylum, where she'd had to undergo an abortion because she had been fucked by her own son, who had, afterward, killed himself by jumping off the roof of the apartment building. She felt sorry for Ann, but realized that had she not left Ann when she had, Carol probably would have been Albert's victim rather than his mother.
Carol had received another claim that looked somewhat suspicious and after checking into it, had decided to deny it. It was the first claim ever submitted by a woman that she had ever turned down. The woman in this case was a forty-year-old brunette by the name of Nora Cummings. Nora was a female executive, the head of a small publishing firm, and treated all men like dirt. She used them now and again to appease her physical hungers, but never treated any of them like equals.
When Carol learned that Nora was supposed to be astonishingly beautiful, she told her lover and master, Rand Forrest. Rand went and took a look at Nora, and thanked Carol for looking out for his good.
But Carol had done what she had done, not because she was looking out for Rand's good. Rather, she had developed a mild sadistic streak, and now that she was Rand's permanent paramour, along with Micky, she wanted to see what happened to this woman, for she knew Rand would certainly want to give Nora the same kind of treatment he gave her.
Carol knew Nora would never stand up to it, at least not as well as she. But more, she wanted to administer some of the pain. From what she had been led to believe, Nora deserved every bit of it, and more. The woman wiped her feet on all men.
Carol had been disciplined to know that one didn't try to humble a Rand Forrest. Rather he did the humbling, and Nora would prove an irresistible challenge to him. She wanted to watch, to see Rand break the woman down little by little, and then she wanted to participate. From what Carol had learned, Nora had never, but never put her mouth to a vagina. She wanted hers to be the first vagina Nora sucked.
Even before Rand admitted he intended adding Nora to his entourage, Carol was down in the basement, polishing everything, preparing it for use. Now she would be on the other end, and she would stand back and enjoy; for she had learned being dominated by a man like Rand was pure pleasure, even though he allowed her enough independence during the day so she would always be able to care for herself.
This was going to be the first of a few dominations Carol would witness, and she flushed as she admitted to herself that she was looking forward to it. She knew she would get the benefit of Rand's cock during these sessions, she and Micky, but Rand was almost insatiable, and always seemed to have enough for everyone.
Yes, Carol was really going to enjoy this, very much!