Date: Fri, 19 Sep 2008 06:12:28 +0000
From: james marks <jam186200222@hotmail.com>
Subject: The assistant chapter 1

If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then
you should not read this story.  You must be of legal age in your area to
read this.  This story will contain sexual acts between adults. As the
story progresses it will include elements of domination, humiliation,
forced sex, kink etc. Hopefully all the stuff that turns you on :) All
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When I interviewed him to be my assistant I had hoped something like this
might happen. I knew he was fresh out of school and had a crushing amount
of student loans. That coupled with the fact that he had just moved in with
his girl friend told me that he had to be very tight for money. When he
mentioned that she had just lost her job and was having trouble finding
something I knew that he would be perfect.

I made he sure he was left alone around the day's cash receipts and knew
that they had not been counted yet. The first day to my surprise he
actually resisted. When I watched the videotape from the next day I kept
seeing him go over to the money, look at it and then look around. I could
tell what he was thinking and knew I would not have to wait long.

I should mention the boy was cute, very cute. He had light blond hair the
color of straw and pale skin with blue eyes, a few freckles and a cute
smile. When I first saw him I knew I had to have him. From his story and
lack of funds I knew his need for money would make it happen and I could
then in turn make him satisfy my needs.

On day three I made sure the cash was even more disorganized looking and
that there was more of it. I opened it and spread it around then called him
in and said we had to count it up for the bank deposit and that he should
start and I would be back in a few minutes. When I left him alone I just
knew it would happen and would set him on a road he could not know or
imagine.

As soon as we finished up and my young assistant Tim left for home I
reviewed the surveillance tape. Sure enough Tim was clearly visible
pocketing 100 dollars in assorted cash, then sheepishly looking around. The
next day I called him into my office and told him we were short 100 dollars
in yesterdays deposit. He said "but we did not seem to have any problem
when we counted". That's true I explained but each person who receives cash
for the company, emails me an inventory, what has been sold and the cash
they received. While he may not be aware of it what we totaled had to
balance to their combined totals. Yesterday's deposit was 100 dollars
short. I asked if he knew what had happened. Looking rather guilty he said
that he did not. Perhaps we should review the counting tape I responded. He
almost fell over at that comment. I began the video feed from the
surveillance camera on my computer screen then exclaimed Tim you pocketed
the money. His face fell and he began to tear up, telling me how sorry he
was, how he had made a mistake and could I please forgive him. His rent was
due and he did not know what came over him. G-d I thought this is going to
be too easy.

I explained that the company had a firm policy on prosecuting theft and
that I was going to have to terminate him and call in the Police and that
he was facing certain jail time. He began to cry and begged me to give him
a second chance and forgive him. I kept repeating how the company policy
was set and that I was bound by it and that he should get a good lawyer. If
possible he began to sob even louder saying he could not afford a lawyer
and could I please think of some other way. He would give the money back
and never steal again if I could just see my way clear to look the other
way this time. Today's deposit could just be over 100 dollars as if the
money had fallen or something and we found it. I kept saying we can't
change what you did and you must be punished. Tim said if you can help me
out I would do anything you ask. Those were the words I had been waiting
for. They conveyed the right attitude and a degree of desperation that I
liked. I instructed him to go home and think about what he had done and
that I would let him know what I decided in the morning.

If you enjoyed this story you may wish to check out my earlier story on
nifty Training My Jr. High Slut. If you want me to continue this story
email me with your comments or suggestions. If emailing it's nice to know
your stats, where you are from and if you are a top or a bottom; pictures
are also fun to get. My email is jam186200222@hotmail.com please put The
assistant as the subject line. I do accept select sluts for training
preferably in person but occasionally by cam if you want to apply include a
picture of yourself and describe your experience and fantasies.


Copyright 2008 James Marks

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