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Week Two

Week two deepened the immersion. Nadia accompanied Elena to a high-stakes client dinner, steak, aged Bordeaux, allocator schmoozing under dim lights. Elena's hand rested possessively on Nadia's thigh beneath the tablecloth, fingers tracing slow circles that made Nadia's pulse thunder. Back at Elena's Spanish-style house (Daniel conveniently away), the real negotiation ignited. Elena stripped Nadia with torturous patience, each button undone, revealing flushed skin, her breath warm against Nadia's ear. A Hermes silk scarf bound Nadia's wrists behind her back, the smooth fabric biting deliciously into her skin. Elena bent her over the cool marble kitchen island, trailing one manicured nail down Nadia's spine, raising goosebumps, then parting her cheeks.

The plug came next, generously lubed, cool silicone pressing insistently against Nadia's tight ring. Nadia moaned low and long as Elena eased it in millimeter by millimeter, the burning stretch blooming into full, throbbing fullness that pressed against internal walls. Elena donned the strap-on, thick, veined silicone warmed to body heat, and entered her from behind in one deep thrust. The dual fullness overwhelmed, strap dragging against the plug, Elena's hips snapping forward in punishing rhythm while skilled fingers rubbed Nadia's clit in tight circles. Sweat glistened on both bodies, Nadia's dripping down her back, Elena's thighs slick. Nadia's moans escalated from gasps to broken cries, breath stuttering with each thrust. Elena's free hand gripped her hip hard enough to bruise, accent thick with effort, "Take it all." Nadia shattered, squirting in hot arcs onto the marble, body convulsing violently, milking the strap as Elena ground through her own shuddering release, a low groan vibrating through them both.

The next morning, Nadia presented her cash-flow plan with flushed confidence; Elena promoted her on the spot to oversee all financial controls.

Week Three

Week three peaked in intensity. Nadia unearthed a vendor scam, subtle overbilling buried in layered expense reports, saving $2.7 million. Elena's reward unfolded in the private gym after hours, Nadia strapped securely to a padded weight bench, ankles and wrists bound wide, legs splayed obscenely. Elena teased her for a full hour with a powerful vibrator, buzzing against her clit at varying speeds, dipping shallowly inside, pulling back each time Nadia's thighs trembled, and breath hitched toward release. Nadia's pleas grew hoarse, sweat pouring off her, pooling beneath her; the musky scent of her desperate arousal filled the air thickly. "Earn it," Elena commanded finally, thrusting the toy deep while her mouth latched onto the clit, sucking hard. Nadia exploded, orgasms ripping through her in rapid succession, body arching off the bench, soaking it thoroughly, screams echoing off the walls.

That night, Elena introduced Daniel. He was massive, thick cock stretching Nadia slowly, deliciously to her limits as he filled her inch by throbbing inch, veins pulsing against her walls. Elena straddled Nadia's face simultaneously, grinding her soaked folds against Nadia's eager tongue. The combined sensations overloaded, Daniel's deep, measured thrusts dragging against every nerve, Elena's tangy juices coating Nadia's lips and chin, her clit grinding rhythmically. Nadia's moans vibrated into Elena; Daniel's grunts deepened as her walls clenched desperately. They prolonged it, slowing when she neared peak, building stamina together until all three shattered, Nadia milking Daniel in powerful spasms while swallowing Elena's flood of release, bodies slick with shared sweat and fluids.

Week Four

Week four solidified Nadia's command. She rolled out the restructuring and trained teams amid long hours that left her aching for release. Elena escalated rewards, late Wednesday, she bound Nadia spread-eagle across the office couch using silk ropes that whispered against skin. Elena introduced a larger plug and a curved dildo, working both into Nadia's body with patient, twisting pressure. The stretch was intense, burning sweetly into profound fullness that made Nadia's breath come in short, whimpering pants. Elena rode her face first, hips rolling languidly, letting Nadia savor every fold, the building musk of sweat and cream. Then Elena switched, fucking her with the dildo while grinding the plug deeper, fingers pinching nipples to aching peaks. They prolonged the torment, edging twice, Nadia's body quaking, sweat-slick skin sliding, before a third, shattering climax left her squirting weakly, voice raw from prolonged moans.

Daniel joined on Friday evening at the penthouse. They took turns savoring Nadia, Elena's tongue tracing salty sweat trails down her breasts and belly while Daniel entered her from behind, his girth stretching her anew. The scents mingled, perfume fading into raw arousal, sweat, and the faint metallic tang of exertion. Nadia tasted Elena's skin, then Daniel's cock after he pulled out, salty pre-cum, and her own juices. Their stamina shone, coordinated rhythms, pausing to kiss and caress, drawing out Nadia's pleasure until she quivered uncontrollably, multiple releases leaving her limp and glowing between them.

Week Five

By week five, Nadia was transformed, addicted, empowered. She finalized optimizations, slashing costs by another 18% through relentless audits and negotiations, earning the team respect and Elena's deepest approval. Late nights became ritual, Elena binding her wrists to the desk chair in the darkened office, fucking her senseless with fingers, tongue, and strap while whispering strategy updates. Each session layered sensations, Elena's breath hot against Nadia's neck, the wet slap of skin, rising moans syncing with building pressure, the taste of Elena's release on her tongue after prolonged oral worship, sweat glistening and trickling between breasts and thighs.

A Friday celebration in the penthouse with Daniel capped it, slow, sensual double attention, Daniel filling her deeply from behind while Elena worked her clit and breasts with mouth and hands. They prolonged every phase, teasing entries, rhythmic grinding, shared kisses tasting sweat and fluids, breaths turning ragged together. Nadia's final climax quivered through her entire body, walls pulsing in long waves, squirting and sobbing in overload as Elena and Daniel joined her.

Nadia never looked back; her first five weeks forged rebirth in fire, sweat, surrender, and exquisite sensory overload, craving the next command, the next touch, the next shattering release.

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