Courtney's Scary Hot Boss

By JJ Argus

Lovely blonde and petite, Courtney has her first year of college under her belt and gets a summer job in a bank where she is assigned as a temp to six-foot tall Zulu goddess Letitia Ford, a British import who is a senior vice president. In short order, Courtney discovers that she knew very little about the pleasures her body could provide, perhaps because her boyfriends had failed to show her. Ms. Ford, on the other hand, makes her pant and writhe in heat while introducing her to bondage and submission. Courtney is both bewildered and exhilarated by this thrilling introduction to what she thinks of as a kinky, playful game. But Ms. Ford has other ideas, as she uses pleasure and pain to turn Courtney into the perfect, submissive love toy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JJ Argus
• Release date: Apr 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224628797

JJ Argus

Argus has been published in New York by Beeline and Beaver books, and sold short stories to Penthouse, Oui, Nugget, and numerous others. Later, Argus began writing for British publishing houses, which required a decidedly higher level of quality and a lower level of obscenities. Argus has been published repeatedly by Olympia, Silver Moon, Chimera, and Virgin - Nexus, and has written and sold over 250 novels, most of which are now available in electronic format.

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Courtney’s Scary Hot Boss

By JJ Argus

Copyright 2023

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This story is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18

The first time I saw Letitia Ford I had barely been able to keep my jaw from dropping. It wasn’t that she was six feet tall, and had unusually wide shoulders for a woman. It wasn’t the short, flat-top haircut or the piercing brown eyes. And it certainly wasn’t the very dark brown skin. No, it was the anger on her face as she emerged from her office.

Anger turned on me!

It was a beautiful but scary-looking face, the face of someone about to attack me and tear me apart! And I’m barely over five feet tall in my socks!

Her face abruptly changed from anger to a frown when she saw me at the desk.

Who the devil are you? she demanded in a British accent.

Uhm, Uh, I’m Courtney! I exclaimed, my voice squeaking slightly in alarm.

She didn’t seem very impressed with that.

"Where is Mrs. Donnely?

She called in sick with covid. I was sent up to hold down the desk for her.

You don’t look big enough to hold down a pillow, she said, her scowl lighting up but remaining. Did no one train you in my preferences?

No, Ma’am! I gulped. Mrs. Jennings said someone would be by soon to do that.

She rolled her eyes and issued a sigh of impatience.

Incompetence. Sheer, bloody incompetence. Come into my office.

Yes, Ma’am! I gulped, scurrying to obey.

And stop calling me Ma’am. It makes me feel ancient. I’m not even forty yet. Call me Ms. Ford.

Yes, Ms. Ford!

Personally, forty was pretty old as far as I was concerned, being only nineteen myself!

She jerked her head and I scooted into her office, with her following.

How tall are you, girl?

"Uhm,