Other Duties as Required

Kim Rogers sat in the waiting room with the eleven other job applicants. There were five men and six other women.

She was a little nervous. All the job applicants were appropriately attired in business suits. Kim wore a navy blue skirted suit, a white blouse, nylon hosiery and navy low-heeled pumps. She carried a matching navy blue leather handbag. Her dark shoulder-length hair was clean and neatly combed. She kept her makeup to a minimum and wore a tiny gold stud earring on each lobe.

Kim's education went as far as a two-year community college. Her parents could not afford to send her to a university. She completed basic business courses.

Ann Parker sat behind the desk and looked at the men and women waiting to be interviewed. The telephone rang. She picked up the receiver.

"Yes, Mr. Hodge?" said Ann.

What Kim and the other job applicants did not know was that Mr. Hodge could see each and every one of them from his office as he watched the monitor. The waiting room had a camera hidden in the light fixture in the corner of the ceiling.

"Ann, send in the young brunette seated on the far right. She's dressed in navy blue," said Mr. Hodge. "You can tell the others that the job has been filled."

"Yes, sir," said Ann. She put down the receiver, checked the name on the job application form, got up from her desk and walked over to Kim.

"Miss Rogers?" said Ann smiling at Kim. "Please come with me. The rest of you can leave. The position has been filled."

Gasps of surprise came from all the applicants.

"What? But none of us have been interviewed yet!" said a young man in a dark grey suit. "How did SHE get picked?"

Ann ignored his question.

"Thank you for coming. Please leave in an orderly fashion. Good day," said Ann as she led Kim to the side of the room.

Some of the other job applicants glared at Kim as they left the waiting room one by one.

"Walk this way, Miss Rogers," said Ann as she led Kim down a hall.

"I'm a bit confused, Miss Parker," said Kim. "When you said the job has been filled, does that mean I have it? I haven't been interviewed yet."

"I'll let Mr. Hodge explain it to you," said Ann smiling at Kim. They reached the end of the hall. Kim saw the name on the door: Andrew Hodge.

Andrew Hodge was the owner of Hodge Enterprises. He was a strikingly handsome forty-year old man. His career kept him busy, but he never neglected his workout sessions, and his physique showed it.

Ann opened the door to Mr. Hodge's office. Andrew Hodge was nowhere in sight.

"Have a seat," said Ann motioning to a chair in front of Mr. Hodge's desk. "Mr. Hodge will be with you shortly."

Kim sat in the chair and looked around the room. Ann left the office and closed the door behind her.

Ann stopped at the desk just outside Mr. Hodge's office. Tim Grant was seated there. He nodded at Ann.

"You know the drill," said Ann. Tim smiled.

"Indeed I do."

Ann headed back to her desk in the waiting room. Tim pressed a button just beneath his desk. The door to Andrew Hodge's office locked.

Tim knew Andrew Hodge would not want to be disturbed for the next hour.

Kim looked up as she heard a door open. Andrew Hodge stepped into the office from his private executive washroom. He was wearing a satin emerald green dressing gown.

Kim did her best to keep her face from revealing her surprise when she saw what Mr. Hodge was wearing.

"How do you do, Miss Rogers? I'm Andrew Hodge," he said as he held out his hand.

She took it and gave him a firm handshake.

"How do you do, sir? Thank you for seeing me."

Mr. Hodge towered over Kim as he studied the young woman's appearance. Kim felt self-conscious as she felt his eyes roaming over her from head to toe.

"You're my new office assistant," said Mr. Hodge. It was not a question. He stated it as a fact.

"Just like that?" asked Kim. "Don't you want to interview me to find out my qualifications?"

Mr. Hodge stared at her as he walked over to his desk. He pressed a button just beneath his desk. There was a sound of something moving. Kim turned and saw a panel in the wall open. A full-size bed rolled out.

"Sometimes I work late and end up spending the night here," said Mr. Hodge.

Kim looked at the bed and then at Mr. Hodge.

"Should I come back later, sir? It looks like you're ready to get some rest."

"No, you and I are having a meeting here. How old are you, Miss Rogers?"

"I'm twenty, sir." Kim was feeling a little uncomfortable at the way Mr. Hodge was staring at her. If she had to describe it, she would say he was leering at her.

"As my office assistant you'll be filing, typing, and performing other duties as required."

"Yes, Mr. Hodge."

"Stand up, please."

Kim stood up. She could feel him undressing her with his eyes. She wondered if she should bolt for the door and flee Hodge Enterprises without ever looking back.

It's creepy the way he's staring at me, thought Kim.

"Remove your clothes, please."

Kim gasped. Did she hear him correctly?

Mr. Hodge frowned when she stood there without getting undressed.

"Miss Rogers, I instructed you to remove your clothes. Are you capable of following simple instructions?"

Kim responded by walking toward the door. She reached it and tried to turn the knob.

"It's locked!" she said.

"Yes, I know it is," said Andrew Hodge.

"Mr. Hodge, unlock this door, please," said Kim. She was growing more and more frightened. She faced the door as she could not bring herself to look at him.

"Miss Rogers, get back here and strip!" This time he spoke sharply to her. Kim jumped at his tone of voice.

"No! Unlock this door or I'll scream!"

"Scream? Let me do that for you. HELP! GET ME OUT OF HERE! HELP! Miss Rogers, you'll find that this room is completely soundproof."

No one on the other side of the door came rushing over. Kim was on the verge of tears.

"Miss Rogers, I selected you because I like the way you look. You have a lovely face and a figure that is begging to be ravaged."

Andrew Hodge firmly took hold of Kim by her arms and pulled her to the bed.

"Strip!" he barked at her. He was a tall and physically strong man. Kim knew he could easily overpower her. She trembled as she meekly removed her jacket and stepped out of her shoes.

"That's a good girl," said Mr. Hodge in a softer tone. "I want to sample your work when it comes to 'other duties as required'. As head of Hodge Enterprises, I have a lot of responsibilities. These responsibilities cause me a great deal of stress. I've found that the best way to relieve my stress is a regular routine of hot, torrid, steamy sex twice a day. Miss Rogers, your typical work day here will be to report to me here in my office at 9 o'clock in the morning and again at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. You will suck my cock and then I will fuck you senseless. These sessions will last an hour each."

Kim stared at Andrew Hodge. Unbelievable, she thought. This cannot be happening.

But it was. Kim finished undressing and closed her eyes. She couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her face.

"Oh, stop weeping," said Mr. Hodge in an annoyed tone. "This will go so much better if you'll just accept your fate, lie back and enjoy this."

He grabbed her, pushed her down on to the bed and removed his satin emerald dressing gown. The next second he was on top of her.

"Let's see how good a fuck you are," said Mr. Hodge. "You can suck my cock afterward."

Kim's attempts to fight him off only aroused Andrew Hodge even more. She could feel his hard cock eagerly finding her opening. She cried out as he penetrated. The pain was excrutiating.

This isn't how I wanted to lose my virginity, thought Kim. Not like this, not at all like this.

"You're good and tight," said Mr. Hodge as he rapidly sawed back and forth inside of Kim. "I like that."

Tim Grant sat at his desk. He smiled as he imagined what was going on inside his boss's office. This was the fifth young woman to be hired as Office Assistant to Andrew Hodge since Tim started working for him two years ago. The previous women didn't last long after being literally fucked raw by Andrew Hodge.

He's screwing her brains out, thought Tim as he felt himself getting aroused. He discreetly flipped through pages of a porn magazine while he waited for Andrew to buzz for him.

Kim spent that hour in Andrew Hodge's office getting pawed, repeatedly raped, and forced to suck his cock. He firmly held a fistful of her hair as he forced her to give him a blow job.

And he made her swallow. Kim wanted to gag and throw up, but the stern look on his face when she glanced up at him prevented her from doing so. So she obediently swallowed his cum.

"Good girl," he said as he patted her on her head.

He's praising me like he would a dog, thought Kim angrily.

When Andrew Hodge was finally satisfied with having his way with Kim, he let her get dressed. He opened a closet door, pulled out a set of clothes and got dressed. A moment later he was impeccably dressed in a traditional charcoal grey business suit and a burgundy tie. The satin emerald dressing gown was hung back inside the closet.

"You'll do nicely," said Mr. Hodge. "Yes, two fuck sessions every day with you is just what I need to relieve my stress. You are a tasty treat that I want to enjoy again and again. And Miss Rogers, you will find that I usually get what I want." He punctuated that by slapping her rump.

"Ow!" she cried. Kim's face turned red from the humiliation.

"Just one more thing before you go," said Andrew Hodge reaching into his jacket pocket. He removed a palm-sized metallic device and pointed it at Kim.

Oh, no, thought Kim. What now? What else does he want from me?

A bright light almost blinded her.

"What the --?" Kim blanked out. Then she regained her senses. She found herself seated in the chair in front of Andrew Hodge's desk. The bed was hidden behind the panel of the wall. Mr. Hodge was seated behind the desk.

"Well, everything appears to be in order. I'm very pleased with this interview. Report to work first thing Monday morning at nine o'clock here in my office. Welcome aboard, Miss Rogers."

"Uh, yes, sir. Thank you, Mr. Hodge," said Kim as they shook hands.

He got up and walked her to the door. The door was unlocked now. He opened it and showed her out.

As Kim walked down the hall toward the lobby she was puzzled by the painful sensation that she felt in her loins with each step she took.

Tim grinned as he whispered to Andrew, "I'll bet you fucked her so hard she won't be able to walk straight for a week."

Andrew Hodge chuckled softly.

"Can I borrow that sometime?" Tim asked pointing to Andrew Hodge's jacket pocket where the device was kept.

"Maybe. Someday when I feel you're ready."

"Oh, I am SO ready. Really, I am."

"I'll be the judge of that," said Andrew Hodge as he went back into this office and closed the door.

Damn, thought Tim.