"We have a lot of girls here, but...." the pause seemed unnecessarily dramatic

"But?" the tall big man looked very impatient

"But I am not ready to sell."

Additional wad of money was put on the table. After a few seconds a third one appeared. Anatoly was very tall and large man, but what was very impressive about him was his endless wallet. His opponent on the other side of the table was looking greedily at growing pile of money. A fourth wad of green currency was added.

"Well, maybe there are a few girls over 40, which I may sell you for this price."

"Show them to me."

The host grabbed his phone and dialed a number.

"Prepare the girls, who are over 40. We have a client"..

...

The two men entered in the dimly lit room. The women from which he could choose indeed were a few. In fact they were only six. This fact was not making the choice any easier. Тhey were lined up side by side. Anatoly took a good look at them. Then a second one and a third one. Аll of them were clearly aging or to be more precise - all of them looked like used bimbo whores. The exact type you can expect to find in an old brothel.

"The second one on the right"

"Аrе you sure?"

"Yes" Anatoly said while groping her breasts.

...

Later in Anatoly's office

"What's your name darling?" he asked.

"Norah" answered the woman with poorly hidden annoyance

"Ok, Norah, How old are you?"

"I am forty-eight, Mr....?"

"You can call me Mr. Sokolov. Now I want you to undress"

Anatoly looked her straight in the eyes. The woman hesitated but she quickly understood that this was an order. Not that it was much of a problem. She had been a cheap silicone hooker in that filthy brothel since thirty years. Thirty years in which she already had learned to obey anyway.

Less then a minute. This is the time Norah needed to undress. It was quite understandable that she was able to remove her clothes so quickly - after all, she had only left the whorehouse in her usual skirt, heels and thin blouse. She did not have a bra - since the last time her tits got enlarged it was impossible to find a suitable one. The blouse was not a problem to remove and also the skirt - it only had to be unbuttoned. The last thing she removed were her panties. Anatoly pointed a chair nearby where she had to leave her clothes.

It was time for Anatoly to take a better look at his new acquisition. Norah was standing proudly naked in front of him. Anatoly got closer. Norah had brown and slightly curly hair. A few grey hairs could already be seen - no detail could escape from his sight. Norah had dark brown eyes and soft features. Her lips a bit swollen from the botox, but they were not enlarged to an extreme - the so called duck face. Overall the face of the 48 year old woman seemed almost natural. For sure there were a few surgical beauty procedures done on her face, especially her lips and nose, but they seemed rather delicate considering the rest of her body.

Anatoly's slid downwards. Her breasts. This was the main reason he chose her. They looked unnatural, distorted and enormous on her skinny body. The nipples seemed crooked - both with large areolas and pointing in different directions. It was grotesque of sexuality. His experienced eyes could easily see the scars of the cheap surgical interventions that created the melons on her chest.

Norah's hand and fingers were also skinny like the rest of her body. Like all the whores of Madame, her manicure was uncomfortably long and red colored. For sure it seemed sexy when holding a cock, but it was not so useful when writing with a pen. Anatoly laughed at the thought, but after all he hadn't bought her for a secretary who was to write down things all the time.

He grabbed her waist. Her skin was in good condition. Madame was notorious to take care of her girls. Of course there were visible traces of Norah's age on her skin but after all this was what he was searching for. His hand slid down between her thighs he caressed her labia before shoving in a very rough manner three fingers in her vagina.

"I like it. You have nice and loose cunt. How much time you have worked for Madame?"

"Almost thirty years, Mr. Sokolov"

"Thats good." he said that to himself and stopped fingering her vagina "Turn around Norah".

Norah complied with the new request. Anatoly grabbed her butt cheeks and spread them wide revealing her rear entrance. What he didn't know, when he bought her, was that Norah, was one of the most experienced anal whores of Madame. The condition of her asshole was the undeniable evidence - large, brown and puckered areola was surrounding the entrance. He spread her ass cheeks a bit further. Norah's shit hole produced a prolonged fart and her loose sphincter clenched slightly.

"I am sorry, Mr Sokolov"

"Don't be. You will do a lot more and filthier things working for me." he laughed. "You are starting tomorrow".

...

Norah didn't feel too comfortable. The "suit"she had to wear as Sokolov's employee was weird at best. First were the heels. Norah had always walked in high heels, but she had never tried wearing 6 inch heels. The first steps in the new shoes were difficult, but she knew she would manage. The skirt she was given seemed made of an expensive fabric but it was too short - almost like a strap. In fact it was so short, that the first time she sat in her chair she could feel her cunt and ass touching the dirty and worn leather seat of the chair. The top she had to wear was even more revealing. The thin dark colored fabric was covering every piece of her skin except her enormous breasts - both globes of her tits were sticking out proud outside through the opening of her blouse. In a few words - it felt awkward. Norah was to play the role of his secretary on a small desk in front of his office, but in reality she was there as an object of an exhibition for everyone who was to see her new boss.

...

Five weeks had passed since Norah started her new "job". As a mature and very capable woman she quickly got used to the requirements of this job. Of course some of those requirements were a bit kinky, but her vast experience as a cheap whore helped a lot.

One of the first problems she had to resolve was the feeling of shame and degradation. She was used to do a lot of strange things for clients during the years, but the experience was new to her. As a sex secretary for Sokolov, she had to answer phone calls, manage the schedule for him and please him sexually. But this was the easy part of that problem. The clothes she had to wear were rather humiliating and sometimes she felt as an exhibition object, especially when there were more then two or three people waiting to meet her boss.

Of course with time it became easier. The only inconvenience that remained was the fact that most of the time Norah didn't have the possibility to clean herself after having sucked or beeing fucked by a business partner of her boss - she was simply overloaded with work and sometimes with sperm.

...

"Three months had passed, since you started working here. Do you know what does that mean?" Sokolov asked Norah who was standing obediently in front of him dressed in her usual uniform.

"I am not sure, Mr. Sokolov"

"It means that your probation period has ended successfully" Norah did not know how to react, because she did not know the meaning of it.

"It means you will got a pay raise, sweetie and some other bonuses." Sokolov opened a box on his desk. A black leash with a label and a free hanging metal ring appeared in his hand. "Let me put it on your neck"

Norah reaction was as expected. She moved her hair aside. Sokolov carefully put the leash in place. It felt tight, but not too tight to make it really uncomfortable. Norah couldn't read the label of the leash, until half a minute later, when Sokolov pushed her gently in front of the big mirror in his office. The leash looked beautiful on her neck, but Norah became irritated because the inscription of the label was offensive. It was saying with big letters "ANAL BIMBO".

Those few seconds of realization were used by Sokolov who slid his hand between her bare ass cheeks and pressed two fingers against her loose sphincter.

"How do you find it?" he asked

"It's beautiful Mr. Sokolov" after a short hesitation she answered. She decided that indeed the leash was representing her true nature, so there was no reason to be offended "Thank you Mr. Sokolov"

"We should celebrate then. Bend over." she complied.

In the next 15 minutes she received the usual anal fucking. During the last three months Norah's working day was starting with her lying face down on the desk of her boss, spreading her ass cheeks for him. The rest was easy, she had done it for years. This time there was no difference - her destroyed rear hole received another brutal and disrespectful fucking from her boss. In those moments she was a simple anal cock sleeve for him. His ejaculation came on time and she felt his cock spurting a gallon of semen in her anal tract.

"Now it's time for your second gift" Sokolov was already back in his pants. "Come with me" he ordered.

Norah got up from her desk and followed him outside of his office. He brought her to her desk. He looked at her with anticipation. She didn't see anything special. Was he trying to trick her somehow? The next few seconds felt like an eternity, but finally her pupils dilated as she saw what she needed to.

"The chair?" her voice was shaking.

"Yes, I got you a new chair."

Her office chair has been changed with a different one. This one seemed cheap and it was made from plastic - no armrests, the backrest was a lot smaller and most importantly there was a plastic phallus fused with the narrow seat. The phallus was huge. It's length was impressive. Without being able to measure it with a ruler she was sure it was about 12-13 inches long. The plastic shaft was ribbed all along down to the base. It looked terrifying. The diameter was also massive - about 3 inches. Norah felt scared that she would soon have to sit in this seat. It did not become any easier when a second later she realized that the plastic actually looked dirty. It seamed stained with different nuances of white, grey and maybe even brown.

" It belonged to the previous secretary." Sokolov had anticipated the question "Don't worry she used to keep her rectum really clean" without waiting he pushed her towards the chair.

At first Norah's body language was hesitant but she knew she did not have anywhere else to go, so she accepted the direction he was pushing her. Norah spread her legs wide as the hand of her boss positioned her above the filthy piece of plastic. She squatted and started lowering herself slowly towards the seat. Just when her asshole pressed against the ribbed phallus, Sokolov suddenly pressed her shoulders down. Norah's face twisted into a grimace of pain and surprise. The sudden shock wave of her nerve endings signaled to her brain that she was no longer going down on the plastic shaft on her own terms. Her boss was now forcing the impalement on her. It took no more then ten seconds, but this was enough. Her limbs were shaking and she couldn't catch her breath as the fullness of her abused rear hole surely was rearranging her insides. She could feel the cold sweat all over her body.

"I really hope you will like it someday. Next time you will have to sit on it by yourself." Sokolov pushed the chair nearer to the her desk "I have a meeting in 15 minutes. Before that I have to send a letter."

This last words were followed by a short pause before he started dictating. Norah's shaking hand grabbed a pen and she started writing. With every next letter she wrote down she could feel the filthy plastic phallus rearranging her insides. She shivered, but she knew that hopefully it will became a second nature for her.