A wealthy businessman decided he would have a better life if one of his personal slaves accompanied him in his limousine on the tedious journey to and from the office, and if the slave were to be available all day in his executive suite. The slave would always then be almost instantly ready if the businessman needed to relieve stress, and it would be particularly enjoyable for the slave to suck him off on the journey home in the limo, relieving all the frustrations of the day before getting back to his mansion, wife, and kids.
The problem is that the businessman works in high finance, which is still somewhat conservative in its attitudes - well, not privately, as most rich men keep slaves, but the "public persona" is for high financiers to be sober, "moral" men with a wife and family. And so many males who are slaves to be used sexually do not look like financiers, being somewhat "rougher and tougher" and lacking the gloss of expensive clothes, 100 new-dollar haircuts, custom-made shoes, expensive watches, and all the other signs of a rich man.
Our businessman however did not claw his way to the top of his company by failing to be assertive and to have good ideas which he would implement ruthlessly. So he called the CEO of Scabbard & Drass (the city's finest slave dealer), reminded the man of the considerable financial support in the form of working capital his company supplied (slave dealing needs a large stock, which ties up capital whilst the slaves are in the display cells), and explained his requirements. He asked the S&D CEO to search and find him a suitable slave who would "blend in" at the office.
Three days later the businessman's PA told him his next meeting was with a gentleman from Scabbard & Drass, and a handsome - very handsome - well-built man in a finely tailored suit came in. It was only when he proceeded to strip off those fancy clothes that the businessman realised that the CEO at Scabbard & Drass had fulfilled his stated requirements in a most unusual way!
This splendid slave now spends all day in the corner of the businessman's office - clothed, of course, and introduced, if necessary, as "an intern learning how management operates", and then ignored. Unless of course there's a gap in the diary, when he is ordered to strip off and render the services he was bought for. And our businessman always arrives home calm and relaxed, to enjoy the delights of family life. The slave exits the limousine discretely and goes to the slave quarters of the mansion where he goes through a punishing series of exercises to keep his body in the excellent condition his owner demands.
The businessman has found a subsidiary enjoyment is to be had from his slave, too. All day he watches it standing in his office as the interminable meetings go on, looking for any flaws in its behaviour (fidgeting, staring out of the windows, failing to hold a chair to make it easy for a lady attendee to sit, not offering coffee in the correct hierarchical order to the members of a meeting, etc.) Then, at night, when his wife and children have retired, he visits the slave quarters to punish the slave - that's another huge relief of tension for him - watching the red marks on the slave's ass as the cane strikes. All day he has had to see his orders imperfectly executed by his staff who earn mega salaries: they get it mostly right, but somehow seem to miss 5% of his ideas and schemes, and all he can do is punish them once a year when he sets their salaries. But with the slave, for his tiny misdemeanours the punishment is instant and totally satisfying.
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A CUSTOM SEARCH FOR THE RIGHT SLAVE
A wealthy businessman decided he would have a better life if one of his personal slaves accompanied him in his limousine on the tedious journey to and from the office, and if the slave were to be available all day in his executive suite. The slave would always then be almost instantly ready if the businessman needed to relieve stress, and it would be particularly enjoyable for the slave to suck him off on the journey home in the limo, relieving all the frustrations of the day before getting back to his mansion, wife, and kids.
The problem is that the businessman works in high finance, which is still somewhat conservative in its attitudes - well, not privately, as most rich men keep slaves, but the "public persona" is for high financiers to be sober, "moral" men with a wife and family. And so many males who are slaves to be used sexually do not look like financiers, being somewhat "rougher and tougher" and lacking the gloss of expensive clothes, 100 new-dollar haircuts, custom-made shoes, expensive watches, and all the other signs of a rich man.
Our businessman however did not claw his way to the top of his company by failing to be assertive and to have good ideas which he would implement ruthlessly. So he called the CEO of Scabbard & Drass (the city's finest slave dealer), reminded the man of the considerable financial support in the form of working capital his company supplied (slave dealing needs a large stock, which ties up capital whilst the slaves are in the display cells), and explained his requirements. He asked the S&D CEO to search and find him a suitable slave who would "blend in" at the office.
Three days later the businessman's PA told him his next meeting was with a gentleman from Scabbard & Drass, and a handsome - very handsome - well-built man in a finely tailored suit came in. It was only when he proceeded to strip off those fancy clothes that the businessman realised that the CEO at Scabbard & Drass had fulfilled his stated requirements in a most unusual way!
This splendid slave now spends all day in the corner of the businessman's office - clothed, of course, and introduced, if necessary, as "an intern learning how management operates", and then ignored. Unless of course there's a gap in the diary, when he is ordered to strip off and render the services he was bought for. And our businessman always arrives home calm and relaxed, to enjoy the delights of family life. The slave exits the limousine discretely and goes to the slave quarters of the mansion where he goes through a punishing series of exercises to keep his body in the excellent condition his owner demands.
The businessman has found a subsidiary enjoyment is to be had from his slave, too. All day he watches it standing in his office as the interminable meetings go on, looking for any flaws in its behaviour (fidgeting, staring out of the windows, failing to hold a chair to make it easy for a lady attendee to sit, not offering coffee in the correct hierarchical order to the members of a meeting, etc.) Then, at night, when his wife and children have retired, he visits the slave quarters to punish the slave - that's another huge relief of tension for him - watching the red marks on the slave's ass as the cane strikes. All day he has had to see his orders imperfectly executed by his staff who earn mega salaries: they get it mostly right, but somehow seem to miss 5% of his ideas and schemes, and all he can do is punish them once a year when he sets their salaries. But with the slave, for his tiny misdemeanours the punishment is instant and totally satisfying.