Sue wanted to impress Jack. She hadn't expected things to go this well. She eased off the nipple and said, "Jack, she'll make an excellent whore secretary." Looking up to Dawn, Sue said, "You will be a good whore for Jack, won't you, Dawn?"

She nodded while biting her lower lip, then said, "Yes, if that's what he wants."

"That is what he wants. You were hired to be a whore, first, and a secretary, second. To be frank, you're a whore who answers the phone and does occasional book work. Now, do you understand the true nature of your position here?"

"Yes. I'm Jack's whore. I give him all the sex he wants, and I do whatever he wants done besides.

Is that what you mean?"

"Exactly. He'd also like to knock you up, so don't get on the pill. You don't object to bearing your employer's bastard, do you?"

"What!"

"You heard me."

"Well, I uh… I'm married."

"We know that. To be a good whore, you have to cheat on your husband. Weren't you aware of that?"

"Well, yes, but…"

"You are willing to cheat, aren't you?"

"Well, I suppose I have to."

"Whores who cheat bear bastards.

You are aware of that, aren't you?"

"Yes, if their pimps want them to."

"Then you'll bear Jack a bastard, won't you? Jack isn't your boss; he's your pimp."

"I uh… yes, I guess so."

"No, we want assurances. Put your husband in rubbers."

"I couldn't. He won't wear them."

"We insist."

"But, he'd know the baby wasn't his."

"He should know. He has a right to know. You'll put him in rubbers so he'll know. He'll be fucking a spermy pussy while wearing a rubber. He'll know long before you actually begin showing. He'll need time to adjust to being married to a cheating whore. You'll help him make the adjustment, won't you?"