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Epilogue

Marianne pushed me backwards after she came, send me toppling backwards against the wall of her office. I brushed myself off and stood on my towering heels. Lately, Marianne had insisted I play with my cage while she rode my face. If there wasn't enough pre-cum on my fingers by the time she finished, she'd ram me with her fingers until there was.

I held them up for her to examine, a long, sticky stream connecting my pink nails to the front of my cage. She squinted at them, then nodded approvingly. I wiped my fingers off on my cage, then pulled my panties up and turned towards her office door.

"Oh, Carly," Marianne said, stopping me in my tracks. "Before you leave, there's something we need to start very soon."

I turned and faced her, waiting for more.

"We need to spend a lot more time training your little ass," Marianne said. "That means bigger plugs and bigger dildoes."

The idea made me shiver in anxious delight. I pulled my skirt down around my hips and sat in the chair across from her.

"Sounds good to me," I smiled. "But why now? What's happening?"

"The firm's anniversary party is coming up, Carly," she explained. "And you are going to be the main attraction."