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This story will be bold, surprising, shocking at times, and is unlike anything I have ever written. No romance, hand holding, flirting or cute moments. If you are easily offended, this is NOT the story for you. I have the utmost respect for women, their choices, and how they are portrayed, but after years of wanting to write this story, fellow erotica writer J.S. DEACON finally inspired me to create this. None of what happens to Julie is meant to offend anyone, and could not happen because of HR policies, rules and laws. No means no, and coercion is not permission. That being said, I hope you like it because this is the story I have wanted to write for years.

Minimal recap again because of so much story to tell, be sure to read previous parts because a lot has happened. While the previous chapters have slowly built towards her descent into sex and humiliation, this part will be heavy with humiliation and exposure between all the sex, and quite possibly darker than ever. Even if Julie figures out what Mike really wants from her, can she trust Lydia? Or anyone?

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement, this is a work of fiction. Names have been randomly generated then chosen to suit the characters.

My name is Julie, I am 19 years old, 5' 10" with long, light blonde hair, blue eyes and a fit, athletic body. Despite having a large, natural 34D chest, I am a former cheerleader and played volleyball. While my friends are all partying, hooking up, and in some cases, posting naughty pictures on ONLY FANS, I went straight to work after a year in Community College. I didn't know what I wanted to do, so I convinced my parents to let me find a job rather than daydream through my classes.

Until I started this job, I was proud to be pure, innocent, modest and reserved. Now I'm not sure where my purity or innocence are, and as for modesty, well, that ship sailed then sunk. As everything spins out of control, as Mike seems to be selling me for sex, as the pictures and video of my forced depravity accumulate...

Can I escape the madness? Do I want to?

Two weeks ago, I was shy, polite, proper and could get married in a white dress. Then I started working for Mike, a family friend and close, trusted friend of my father. He's known me since I was 5 years old, his beautiful wife Lydia used to babysit me, and daddy promised me Mike would take great care of me. In the last week alone, Mike has pushed, coerced, aroused, tricked and intimidated me into an ever deepening chasm of exposure, orgasms, sex and humiliation. He varies from paying me for ‘favors', threatening to tell my parents an altered description of events, or outright firing me and telling HR a false version of why he terminated me.

All of this dark drama because I started accepting money to ‘try on' clothes for him.

Mike is handsome, 40 years old, 5' 11" with short black hair, a nice smile and in great shape. Sure, he's twice my age, friends with my parents, and happily married. But the woman he's married to is complete female perfection and I'm straighter than a Florida bridge. Lydia is 38, 5' 10" with long, sleek black hair, captivating blue eyes, and quite possibly the fittest, hottest female body on Earth. Lydia boldly dresses provocatively while being the nicest person you might ever meet. She also calls me ‘Princess', treats me like a girlfriend, and plays with me like a personal toy.

If anyone understands BARBIE, I do with the way Lydia touches and dresses me.

Besides Mike taking what he wants from me, seemingly whenever he wants to, by whatever means possible, there are now 5 guys who have become sort of a circle of sex and humiliation. They treat me like a prostitute, and throw money at me before they have their way with me and my body. Danny and Jeff, both work in the office with Mike, and both of them have come to know me intimately whether I like it or not. Danny is handsome and single as far as I know, he's 25 years old, 6' tall with short brown hair and soft, gray eyes, Jeff is good looking and cocky. He's 27 years old, stands 5' 10" with short brown hair and a

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