Angela's Trial and Tribulations by Mark Andrews

those double-ended dildos into both of them, that would be even better.
    She both admired Angela as a person - and as a sexual object. She would dearly have loved to cup her beautiful breasts in her small brown hands and fondle them, then move them down her delightful belly to feel at the intriguing slit between her legs. But it was not to be and Jane was not one to try and force herself on another.
    Angela was now into her sixth month. After the first, during which she had been the rounds of some of the worst details - they always gave the new girls the worst to soften them up, she had settled down and then had been brought here to the mayor’s residence and if she still thought the system dreadful in the extreme and mourned the loss of equality between men and women, she said nothing and gave no hint that she didn’t accept her lot in life. Inside though she was with the mayor’s wife. Why shouldn’t women have a say in things, she thought. We are as intelligent and as clear-thinking as men. What gives them the right to make all the decisions?
    But she was wise beyond her years and she held her counsel. Not by word of expression did she ever give any indication that she had not accepted her punishment and that when it was over she would go back to her library, if they would have her, or would instead fill any position open to her.
    It was now the mayor began to talk to her about her future. “You heard what I told
    Amanda, Angela. I think it’s time I revealed the rest of my plans for you.”
    â€œPlans, Your Honour?”
    â€œYes, and you can drop all those titles when we are alone. Call me James... Now, you will be freed in less than six months. I want you to come and work in my office. I am going to create a position as a personal assistant. Something between personal secretary and deputy mayor. It will be up to you to filter out my mail and make arrangements to facilitate meetings and the like. Would you like the position?”
    Angela’s eyes sparkled but then she realised the implications. “Will not that be going a little outside the guidelines for women, James? I mean, I would have to talk to men on an equal basi... ?”
    He looked at her seriously and then smiled. “Yes, you would, wouldn’t you... Well?”
    â€œI would love to do it,” she said.
    And from then on they made plans, the two of them, sometimes with Amanda listening as well. Angela was frightened Amanda might let on her chairmanship of FAME when she heard how her husband was, at least tentatively, championing the cause of women. She didn’t for Amanda was a very intelligent woman and had no intention of compromising her husband. She knew just how dangerous a game she was playing but she wasn’t going to implicate James in her schemes.
    Jane wondered what went on at these late night discussions but Angela was polite but firm. It was the mayor’s business and he would tell her in time. She kissed the Thai girl’s forehead and hugged her and told her to be patient. “It’s not that I want to have secrets from you, Jane, but believe me, it’s better you don’t know.
    Jane accepted it with good grace but still she wondered.

    James wanted to take her up and show her his office. She was horrified. “If you did that, everyone would look at me in amazement. What’s a prisoner, the mayor’s pony-girl, doing up here in his office? They would draw altogether the wrong conclusions but even if they happened to light on the right ones, don’t you think they might think you rather risque and presumptuous?”
    He smiled. “You really are something. I wondered what your reaction would be to such a suggestion. It is no less than I anticipated...”
    â€œYou were testing me?”
    â€œYes. I apologise but I will be doing it often now. You are going to have to tread a very fine line in this job and any guidance I can give you, by this means, or any