Elva’s apartment was a sleek, modern oasis in the heart of the city. She reclined on her plush couch, scrolling through her phone with a bored expression. Her eyes narrowed as she came across an ad for a personal assistant. She smirked to herself, tapping her chin thoughtfully.
The doorbell rang, and Elva called out, “Come in, Masha!”
A young woman entered, looking nervous and unsure. She wore a simple black dress and carried a small purse. Elva appraised her up and down, her eyes glinting with amusement.
“You’ll do,” Elva said, standing up to greet her.
Masha looked shocked, but she didn’t object. She stood awkwardly in the doorway, unsure of what to do.
Elva explained, “You’ll be my personal assistant, Masha. But there’s a twist - you’ll also be my property.”
Masha’s eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t say anything.
Elva ordered, “Get on your hands and knees, Masha.”
Masha hesitated for a moment, but then she did as she was told. Elva climbed onto her back, laughing.
“From now on, I’ll be riding you everywhere, Masha,” Elva said, tightening her legs around Masha’s neck.
Masha stumbled a bit under Elva’s weight, but she didn’t fall. Elva enjoyed the feeling of power, her legs gripping Masha’s neck like a vise.
Elva made Masha do various tasks around the apartment, all while riding her like a horse. She insulted Masha playfully, calling her “my little pack mule” and “my personal footrest.”
Masha started to get into the groove of things, moving more smoothly as she got used to Elva’s weight. She even started to enjoy the feeling of Elva’s legs around her neck.
After a few hours, Elva decided she was bored of Masha. “You’re not as entertaining as I thought you’d be,” she said, climbing off of Masha’s back.
Masha looked hurt, but Elva just laughed. “Don’t worry, I have a friend who might appreciate you more. Gretta loves playing with new toys.”
Elva called Gretta and explained the situation. Gretta was intrigued and asked if she could “test drive” Masha.
Elva agreed and ordered Masha to get ready. Masha looked worried, but she didn’t object.
Elva and Masha arrived at Gretta’s mansion. Gretta greeted them at the door, looking excited.
“Can I try riding her?” Gretta asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Elva grinned and said, “Be my guest.”
Gretta climbed onto Masha’s back, laughing. “This is so much fun!” she exclaimed.
Elva watched with amusement as Gretta and Masha ran around the mansion, playing and laughing. She thought to herself, “I knew Masha would be a hit.”
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