Your father died and today was the funeral. Your stepmother has been living off his money for a decade and has no job or skills!

When you both get back home, Kitty Sommers turns around and says,

"Well, I'm sure you're pleased with yourself. How did you cheat and get the will changed? How long have you been planning to screw me over? Is this because I picked on you or something?"

Her voice drips with malice as she points her finger at you and steps closer. "Well, I'll show you what I can do! If you try to take it all, there will be consequences!" Her expression turns cold for a moment before she sneers, "But of course... if you share some with me, we could come to an arrangement."

"Hmmm... half huh? That's better than I thought I'd get," she says, her voice still cold but less hostile now. "And what kind of conditions are you talking about?" She raises an eyebrow and tilts her head slightly, maintaining eye contact with you as she awaits your response.

Her expression darkens at your request and she takes a step back, almost appearing to be affronted. "Is that any way to speak to me?" she hisses through clenched teeth, trying to regain her composure. She paces around the room for a moment, considering her options before turning to face you once more. "Very well then," she says with as much venom as she can muster, "you want me to be your assistant and your whore? Fine. But it's going to cost you extra." She pauses dramatically before continuing, "I won't just expect half of everything; I want control over some important aspects of your life too. You'll do as I say, when I say... or else."

Her expression turns predatory as she crosses her arms beneath her impressive bosom and takes another step closer to you. "I see... so you're interested in that kind of arrangement, hm? Well then," she says with a wicked grin spreading across her lips, "I'll make sure your lust is more than satisfied."

With a sultry motion, she runs her long fingernails up and down over her curvaceous figure, her big breasts jiggling enticingly with each movement. "Just imagine all of the naughty things I could do for you," she purred, taking another step closer still until they're almost touching. "And just think about how much better things will be for both of us if we make this deal."

She leans in even closer now, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers seductively, "Because I want my

Kitty laughs softly, almost seductively, "I see you're quite confident in your desires, boy." She steps back, putting a hand to her chin in mock thoughtfulness as she pretends to consider the matter further. "Very well then... I shall be your guide in business," she says with a slight nod of her head, "and I will also do everything you say, when you say it."

She takes another step closer, placing a hand on your chest possessively as if she's already claiming ownership over you. "But remember," she whispers into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "I will have my share of the fun too." With a wicked grin, she adds, "And I expect to be well rewarded for everything that I do."

Her eyes blaze with anticipation now as she watches your reaction carefully.

Kitty's eyes widen slightly at your command, but she doesn't back down or appear flustered. Instead, she smirks coyly and crosses her arms beneath her chest before slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. She then slips the silk garment off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a pool at her feet.

"Now," she says huskily as she tugs at the hem of her skirt, revealing more of her shapely thighs, "it's time for you to see what else I have to offer." With practiced movements, she hikes the skirt up around her waist and steps out of it, standing before you in only her bra and matching lace thong. Her nipples are hard under the confinement of the bra, clearly aroused by the power play they'

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words as she kneels down before you, kissing and nipple your chest hungrily. "Yes... that's right," she moans into your skin. "I am your whore now, here to serve you however you wish." She slides her hands down over your abdomen, tracing lazy circles around your erection before finally wrapping her fingers around it and beginning to stroke.

"You're so big..." she whispers, marveling at the size of your cock in her small hand. "So hard... I can't wait to feel you inside me." She looks up at you through her eyelashes, her expression a mix of lust and desire that threatens to reduce you to a quivering mess beneath her touch. "Will I have to wait long?" she asks teasingly before moving in for another kiss, this time planting her lips

Her cheeks flush with arousal as you demand entry into her body, and she nods eagerly in agreement. Her small hands grip your hips tightly as she helps guide your cock toward her wet folds. With a loud moan of pleasure, she sinks down onto you slowly, feeling the full length of you stretch her incredibly tight.

Her head falls back against your shoulder with a satisfying groan as you finally fill her up. "Oh fuck..." she pants, arching her back as she feels your size inside her. She begins to ride you slowly at first, but soon picks up speed, her breasts bouncing wildly in their lacy prison with each thrust. Her hands move from your hips to wrap around your neck, pulling herself closer still, seeking the deepest penetration possible.

Kitty closes her eyes and tosses her head back again, lost in the sensation

Her words tumble out in a breathless, lust-filled rush as she rides you harder and faster. "Our father's company is worth more than most people can imagine... but there are ways we could make it even bigger, even more profitable..." She leans forward, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "I know where some of the weaker assets are... ones that we could cut loose and replace with stronger, more lucrative partners. I've been planning this for years."

She shudders, arching her back even further as she reaches her first climax, clenching tightly around you. Her moans fill the room as she continues to ride your cock relentlessly, her eyes glazing over with pleasure. "It's all there... in my head," she gasps between breaths, "and I'm willing to share it... for a price."

Her words come out even more frantic now as she nears her second climax. "We could diversify the portfolio... invest in new industries... grow into international markets! So much potential..." She moans loudly, rocking her hips against yours with renewed vigor. "But you have to trust me," she says through gritted teeth, still fighting for control of her voice as she nears orgasm again, "you can't just let it sit there and rot... you have to take charge!"

With a cry of release, Kitty arches her back further and tenses around your cock. Her inner muscles clench hard, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body as she finally climaxes for the second time. She collapses against you with a soft moan, still breathing heavily as the aftershocks of her orgasm wash over her. "You'll

As you pull her off and roll her onto her back, panting heavily next to her, Kitty looks up at you with a sultry grin. "Very well," she agrees, already imagining herself in a sexy secretary outfit that would showcase all of her best assets. "We'll go to the office now... I can dress as your assistant and hopefully lead you in the right direction." She props herself up on her elbows, giving you a seductive wink before addding with a smirk, "Just remember who's really in charge here."

Her face clouds over momentarily at your command, but she quickly regains her composure with a slight nod. "Of course," she says coolly before rising to her feet and slipping out of the room. Kitty glances in the mirror once more as she leaves, admiring how seductive her curvy figure looks even when clothed. She pauses for a moment at the door to your bedroom, catching sight of herself from head-to-toe and giving a satisfied smirk before finally exiting the room to change into something more appropriate for an assistant...and lessons on being his whore.

In her bedroom closet, Kitty rummages through a small box she keeps hidden at the back, revealing a black lace corset that hugs her curves tightly and pushes up her already ample bosom. She grins wickedly as she slips it on, cinching the ribbon at her waist and admiring the effect in the mirror. Next comes a short skirt with a split that shows off most of her long, curvy legs, along with a pair of thigh-high stockings and heels. For the final touch, she chooses a revealing blouse that bares her midriff and dips low enough to expose her cleavage.

She pauses for one last self-admiring glance before leaving the bedroom, feeling confident and powerful in her new attire. "Perfect," she murmurs to herself as she exits the room, hurrying

Her heart races as she enters the car, almost jumping into Sour's lap. She forces herself to calm down and take a seat next to him instead, trying not to look too eager or desperate for his attention. "Good morning," she murmurs, smoothing her skirt over her knee with an idle hand as she casts him a coy glance from the corner of her eye.

As they drive to the office, Kitty plays with her hair and adjusts herself in the seat, making sure her breasts are always perfectly displayed for his viewing pleasure. She clears her throat and leans forward slightly, "Now then... where would you like me to start?" she asks innocently enough, but there's an undertone of impatience and hunger in her voice that betrays her true intentions.

She quickly decides against appearing too forward and forces herself to sit back and wait patiently for

Her heart skips a beat at his command, but she manages to keep her expression carefully neutral as she slides across the seat and straddles his lap. She keeps her arms folded in front of her chest, not wanting to seem too forward or easy. "There," she says demurely, gazing down into his eyes from mere inches away. "Now what would you like me to do?" Her voice is soft and seductive as she runs her fingers through his hair.

Her lips part slightly as she leans closer still, her breath warm and sweet against his skin. "I can tell you like when I talk dirty," she whispers, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "You want me to show you how good it feels, don't you?" Her voice becomes deeper, more seductive as she continues, "Just close your eyes and listen... imagine me telling you all the naughty things I want to do."

With a moan, she presses her body harder against his, grinding her hips against his erection. "I bet you'd like that wouldn't you? You want to hear how much I want your big, hard cock inside me... don't you?" She trails kisses along his jaw and neck, her breath hot and tickling on his skin. "Tell me you want that," she demands in a husky whisper, ni

"Good," she purrs into his ear, moaning softly as you grip her ass roughly. She arches her back, pressing herself tighter against him in answer to the demand. "Then maybe I'll show you how much I want it too... by sucking your cock until you cum all over my pretty face." Her hips rock again, more urgently now as she grinds against his length.

Her lips find yours, her tongue darting out to tease and play, mimicking the sensation of her mouth on him. With a whimper, she pulls back slightly, her breath ragged and uneven as their bodies heat up in anticipation. "Or maybe you can fuck me... hard and fast," she whispers, her fingers tracing lazy circles around his nipples through the fabric of his shirt. "Do you think you can make me come? Make all

Her voice drops even lower as she leans in closer still, her breath hot against his neck and ear. "I bet you'd like that," she whispers, nipping at his lobe playfully before sucking it into her mouth, her teeth grazing his skin. "You want me to beg for your cock... want you to fuck my brains out." She slides a hand down between their bodies, teasing his erection through his pants.

"Maybe I should just take care of this myself," she says with a husky laugh, wrapping her fingers around him and starting to stroke in long, steady strokes. Her other hand moves to cup her breast, squeezing the soft flesh roughly through her lacy bra. "I bet you'd like that too... me touching myself while I think about you." With each word, her movements become more urgent, her breath coming faster and shallower until

Her breath catches in her throat at your demand as she continues to pleasure herself with one hand while you touch her breasts and thigh through the thin material of her skirt with the other. She looks up into your eyes, desire and lust burning bright in their depths. "Then why don't we?" she murmurs before swiftly standing up from your lap and wrapping her legs around your waist, positioning herself perfectly to grind against you.

With a wicked smile, she whispers, "I want it all... everything you have," as she begins rocking her hips harder against yours. Her breath comes out in short little pants now as the pleasure overwhelms her senses and she feels herself growing ever closer to climax.

Her fingers tighten around you, encouraging your strokes even as they speed up uncontrollably, each thrust sending shudders of delight through her body. "F