Friday 13th
“Taurus… this Friday 13th you have an amazing day thanks your sign in the house of Mars… but you should avoid any bad behave or you might have a bad surprise…”
Jessica Rowland was reading the today’s horoscope and precisely her friend Kandra Richards horoscope but Kandra interrupts her friend saying: “Oh come on girl… what is that shit horoscope… this is my hotel and of course I can treat the personal as I want and I don’t care if people think I’m just a spoiled brat… I’m the CEO’s daughter…”
But unbeknownst to her, the room is full of cameras and the content of this conversation is sent to Kandra’s father… Benjamin Richards sighing as he watches his daughter whispering: “You shouldn’t have hunnie… alright… time to give her a lesson…”
He takes his phone and calls the manager from California hotel saying: “Hello Mr. Jones… Ben Richards here… hello… yes, I was wondering if you could do me a favor and take care of my daughter… no… I mean… I want to teach her a lesson about her behavior and I think working here would do good to her… don’t you think? Alright awesome… oh yes you have my blessings to do anything necessary…”
On the other line Martin Mullins the manager of this hotel in his 40’s, when he heard that the CEO’s daughter was going to his hotel for vacations, he doubled his efforts to make it the best hotel in the whole hotel chain, but after the excitement comes the disillusion and disdain for this girl so when the CEO gives him all authority to this bitch, he has a renewed excitement ready to make her pay…
Meanwhile Kandra is unaware of what’s going on, she takes a selfie in her hotel suite dressed in jeans short and yellow top showing up her cleavage, her navel piercing and muscles since she’s a great athlete too. She says as she publishes her selfie:
She goes to the bar with her friends and there she asks for all the most expensive cocktails and while they drink Benjamin Richards blocks all Kandra’s credit cards, her room was emptied, all her belongings sent back to Mr. Richards, then the waitress arrives with a note saying: “Thank you for your order Miss Richards, I received a special request for you to pay for your consumptions please…”
Kandra looks at her with a pure look of anger as she says: “Are you kidding me? Do you know who I am? I’m Mr. Richards daughter… he’s your boss and technically I’m your boss too…”
But the girl doesn’t look impressed as she says: “I know who you are… but I have orders from my boss and your father…”
Kandra is crazier than ever: “Are you fucking kidding me? Where’s your boss? I’m getting you fired you bitch…”
And the young heiress sure of herself goes to Martin Mullins office, he sees her in the corridor, knowing why she’s coming… she comes in without knocking as she says: “What does this mean? A crappy waitress in your hotel tells me that I have to pay for what I drink… what is all this? Do you know who the fuck am I? My father is your boss so… I’m your boss too…”
Martin Mullins chuckles as he says: “Technically Miss Richards, your father is my boss indeed but… you’re not… Yes you’re his daughter… his everything… but he asked me to be sure you pay for your consumptions… so please Miss… no need to make a fuss… just pay and I’m going to be sure all the employees will not annoy you…”
Finally Kandra takes her credit card, so sure that she can pay until her card is refused as it says PAYMENT DENIED… Kandra is surprised as she says: “What the… I… I swear I had paid with it… yesterday while I was outside… what the hell… someone stole my credit card…”
But Martin to say: “Well it seems to me that this is your credit card… just you have nothing on it… which means we have no way to be sure you’re really Mr. Richards daughter…”
Kandra says: “Ar… are you kidding me? I’m Kandra Aleea Richards, I am the daughter of Benjamin Richards founder and CEO of this hotel chain… this is my I.D. you dumb idiot…”
As she shows up her I.D card, Martin seizes it as the waitresses from earlier seizes Kandra trying to defend herself “What the… LET ME GOO… STOP IT… HELP… HEEELP…”
But Martin slaps her face saying: “Oh shut up bitch… your dad gives me the full authorization to give you a lesson… and from now on… you’re no one… or just an employee… my employee… and maybe… my girlfriend bitch…”
Kandra tries her best to free herself but she is overpowered as her clothes are torn out, revealing her tits, her pussy as Martin says: “Dress her up in her new uniform…”
At this moment, Kandra feels her legs apart as a pair of black panties comes up, then comes a black bra, blue trousers, black socks with shoes, grey tank top and a blue vest as her pricey IWatch was cut from her wrist…
Martin says with eyes full of lust: “You’re gorgeous… you’re going to be mine now…”
And Martin kisses Kandra completely defenseless, she feels a pair of earphones and a voice telling her all the ropes in her job as hotel receptionist… at the same time Martin undoes her trousers and fucks her pussy still kissing her, she wants to stop him but her head feels heavier so she resists her mental change but her body craves for this sex with Martin… until she can’t take it anymore and comes in a mind shattering orgasm and her life changes as she becomes Aleea Mullins, she loses her name Kandra to be Aleea as she works in her father’s hotel of California, she has a huge crush on her boss Martin Mullins and within a few months, Aleea and Martin marry each other and now work together in the hotel…
When Aleea wakes up, she’s in a room... actually it’s hers in the hotel when she works at night and can’t go home… she sees on her finger her wedding ring, she checks her clothes and realizes a massive sweat stains on her grey tank top, she buttons her vest and does her hair in pigtail then adjusts her nametag saying Aleea Mullins. She takes this picture and sends it to her father saying:
In his office, Benjamin Richards almost spills out his tea when he reads the message… if he’s impressed by the transformation compared to the bitchy daughter he had… he hates to have an employee as son-in-law when he had someone else in mind for her…
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