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Lisa woke up at half past eight in the morning. Thankfully today Irene's phone alarm wasn't ringing. Perhaps her battery had died down.

Irene was still on top of her now curled up on her side. Lisa kissed her head, careful enough not to wake her up and softly cradled her back on the mattress. She took her hand to Irene's breasts and started playing with them. She pinched the nipples squeezing them twirling her fingers around them. Lisa bent down to lick them at leisure. She sucked at the side of a nipple to give her a red mark. "That's your punishment for biting my finger," she mumbled. She licked the red mark. Her member was getting provoked.

She took her hand to Irene's stomach and pressed it slightly. Irene jerked daintily.

Half an hour later she emerged from the bathroom, dressed to go to the office. With one last look at her sunshine, she exited the lounge satisfied that she is with her.

Irene woke up with a severe headache. She caught her head in her hands wondering if it was going to explode. Her hands reached out to the bedside drawer where she had kept her medicines. She pulled the drawer and without looking at it started searching for the medicines. Something wasn't right though!

With one hand pinching the forehead and other in the drawer, she was getting irritated for not being able to find her medicines.

She had to peel the sheet off from her to really find them. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in unfamiliar surroundings, naked on someone else's bed! Immediately she covered herself with the sheet. She felt strangely wet down there!

Realizing last night's events, she said out loud, "How come I am here?" She remembered drinking alcohol excessively because she wanted to rebel against Lisa for audaciously barging into a party and above that taking away all her shots!

She weaved all the possible explanations for her being in this state. Then she looked down and flushed deep red realizing what all Lisa must have done to her.

Her clothes were dirty. How will she go to the office? What a royal mess? Why was her throat sore?

After taking bath she felt better. Wrapped in a sheet, she was trapped in the lounge. She had to wait till her dress would dry. Anger built inside her. It was noon already. There was a lot of work piled up at office. She picked her phone to call the demon, but it was off. The battery had died. She powered it and waited for a while. There were numerous message and email notifications that chimed in!

The first thing that she did without opening any of those was to text Lisa:

[Feeling trapped in your lounge! You should have taken me back to my home!]

Lisa who was in a meeting saw a message flash on her screen, and smiled. 'So she is awake now'.

Employees present in the meeting were startled to see their otherwise indifferent, cold CEO, smiling and texting someone. Their interest piqued. They were all the more astonished when they saw a shoddily wrapped bandage on her index finger!

She replied:

[You shouldn't have alcohol. It is not good for you since you are having your periods.]

Prompt came the reply:

[That's none of your business!]

She whistled under her breath, "Oh baby you have no idea!"

[Then whose business is it?]

She didn't answer.


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