The senior Director turned as we approached and asked if we minded giving them a few moments.

We of course comply and take our drinks out to the patio.
I ask what he thought was happening. He smiled, “They are coming to decision.”

I looked back through the glass wall. “A little late for that, isn’t it?”

He hugged me around the shoulders and touched his glass to mine. “Not the decision about how we handle these account opportunities. The decision about the rest of the night.”

I smiled and took a sip. “After the Board Room, I would have thought that was determined.”

He chuckled in agreement. I pointed with my glass to the back to the kennels and changed the subject. “What do you think I need to do to get your wife more comfortable with those two out there?”

He laughed. “There are six people in there talking themselves into recognition that they are going to fuck you. And you are thinking about helping my wife with the dogs?”

I smiled and stroked the front of his slacks feeling his cock harden. “What happens with them is business like any of the clients in the future. What I can do for you and Mrs. Woodburn is … well, as you said, I am a personal slut and I take the personal very seriously.”

He took me into his arms. Both my arms went around his neck, one still holding my drink away from his back. We kissed. We kissed hard and passionately. His crotch pressed forward and I returned the urgent need with my own pressing body.

“Uh hum.” The voice came from behind me. We separated and faced the doorway from the room. “Why aren’t we any longer surprised to find you out here like that?” There was light chuckling, which we joined with them.

We approached them. Before Mr. Woodburn could do anything, I took the issue directly to them. “Well, Directors … you’ve had your initiation to me and now your discussion and you’ve come to some kind of conclusion and agreement? What have you decided you would like to have happen now?”

They were taken aback. They had anticipated dealing with Mr. Woodburn.

“You are indeed a woman of strength and self-confidence. We can see how you mean that certain businessmen will be more susceptible to a business executive fucking underneath them than some hired whore.” He continued to direct his attention to me, but his question went to Mr. Woodburn. “Charles, you said she will do what you want her to do. What will she do for you?”

I smiled and stepped up to him. Mr. Woodburn recognized the situation did not require his involvement. Although this hadn’t been discussed, I already sensed his confidence in me as well as my own confidence in being the woman he desired me to be.

“Sirs, Ma’am, Mr. Woodburn can direct me to entice and flirt with men, which may be sufficient for some. He can also direct me to act as that hired whore you referred to if that is what is required. I will do those things for him.”

I looked into the Director’s eyes and then looked at the others to gage where they were and I felt I knew exactly where they were. “If he wants me to suck cock, I’ll do it as you found out. If he wants me to eat pussy, I’ll do it as you found out, Ma’am. If he wants me to fuck them and fill my pussy with cum, I’ll do it eagerly. Does that answer your question, Sir? Mr. Woodburn has shown me how much I love sex.” I considered my next statement.

Then, “Or, are you looking for a demonstration of just how far I might go for him?”

He looked back at the other five Directors and they all nodded back to him. I presented a challenge and they were accepting it. I smiled, not even waiting for the reply.

I walked to Mr. Woodburn, kissed him, then whispered into his ear. I saw his head turn involuntarily toward the back of the yard. He looked at me questioningly.

I nodded.
He stepped up to them while I remained behind. “If by your question you are looking to see how much control I have over her, I can’t show you that.”

They glanced at each other. “But, if you are looking to see what she is willing to do for me … that I can show you.” Their faces returned to the expectation they had before.

He received nods from them. I wasn’t sure they were prepared to express anything more, possibly for fear of overstepping. Despite being the Board of Directors, Mr. Woodburn had consolidated a lot of the power to himself.

HW TURNED to me.“Slut … you know where the kennel is. Bring back one of the dogs. Your choice.”

After I left, he turned to the others and chuckled. “I wonder if she’ll put him on a leash? We’ve had a little trouble with them. We’ve discovered they had an interesting life before coming here.”

I approached the group with Paddy and he was not on a leash. I knew we hadn’t yet completely broken him or Sammy of their desire to assault women, but we were making progress. As we got closer, Paddy must have noticed the other woman and started running.

I waited until he was 10 yards from her. “Stop! Leave it!” He stopped abruptly and pranced impatiently.

“Sit!” He sat. I waited until he calmed. I then called he up next to me and had him sit.

I chuckled inwardly at the looks on their faces. None of them would have admitted what they thought what was about to happen. I touched Paddy’s head and scratch his ears.

He looked up at me and began licking my stocking covered thigh below my dress. “This is Paddy, an Irish Setter … get it? Irish … Paddy?”

There was nervous chuckling. “Sorry about the scare. The dogs came to them with an interesting history with women. Mrs. Woodburn and I are trying to retrain them and we have made some progress, I think.” Mr. Woodburn was smiling and nodding at the dual meaning.

The woman who was probably scared the most interjected, “Okay, but why are we talking about the dogs?”

“Oh right … sorry, the dog, yes … well …” I turned to Mr. Woodburn.
He took over. “How about a demonstration of the extent to which she is willing to go for me?”

The woman blurted, “No fucking way!” She clamped her hands over her mouth and blushed.

Even in the patio lighting of night, we could all tell. The others laughed at the language they didn’t expect coming from her.

Mr. Woodburn chuckled, “Yes, have any of you ever seen a woman mounted by a dog?”

“Holy shit! I can’t believe this.” They all laughed, again.