Straight Female / 23
I was at the office and was feeling self conscious . Yesterday I obviously forgot to do my washing , so today I had to where a thong and a lacy push up bra. My skirt was to small and my shirt to tight .
I've always known I was attractive . I went to the gym twice a week and I had long legs and large breasts .
To make things worse I kept dropping pens and such the like , giving the mainly male office something to stare at . Someone boldly kept walking into me , trying to feel my arse .
I ran my fingers through my caramel coloured hair , trying to cross my legs without ripping my skirt . A man put his hand on my shoulder , Making me jump . I looked up , his eyes a bit too passionate for comfort . "Mr Brown wants to see you" he muttered , his voice dripping with jealousy . And with that he jogged to the bathroom .
Mr Brown was the head of the office . He was a middle aged man , not unattractive for a 40 yr old but I didn't exactly "Want" him . He was married , with an apparently loveless marriage .
I strode to his office , trying to ignore the hungry stares burning into me . I knocked and walked into his office and saw him reading a newspaper .
"Please sit " he said without looking up . I did ,trying and once again failing to cross my legs . " Do you know why you're here ???????? " he asked glancing up from the newspaper . I shook my head confused.
"How do you feel about a promotion " he asked , smirking . My head snapped up . "What to , sir ????????" . I was sure I hadn't done anything out of the ordinary . " How about personal well being provider " he said putting Down the paper . He rose , standing behind me .
"Can you guess ????????" He began to massage my neck then stopped , to draw the curtains and turn on the lights . "Your first job who be to bend over that desk" he murmured , guiding me there . It suddenly made sense . Those girls who had got huge pay rises randomly , never seeming to work . I had parents to support . A disaffectionate boyfriend who made me love him more with one smirk . Where was the harm in a pay rise ????????
So I let him bend me over the desk . He unzipped the back of my skirt and pulled it to the floor . He took off my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt , almost ripping off the buttons as he did so
He brought out a scary looking whip , which shocked me for a moment . He lent down next to me (his boner rubbing against my legs) and whispered "you're mine , now" . He stood up straight used the whip on my arse , drawing out a cry from me . He repeated this until my legs were weak .
He pushed me to the floor and took out his dick. He was already topless . His member was 9 inches and hard as rock . He dragged my mouth to it by my hair . He thrust it in my mouth and took hold of my face , pulling it back and forth , choking me . I almost gagged .
He then literally picked me up and threw me onto the desk pulling my legs apart. "I'm still hard ," he said smiling . "I'll have to fix that " I replied . He slid into me and fucked me roughly . He began to kiss me , moaning and clawing my back . The desk tipped over so we began fuck on the carpet .
Suddenly , he slapped me and spat in my face . "Whore " he muttered and blindfolded me . He walked out the room for a few minutes and then returned . I wasn't scared . I don't think he was going to give me up just to humiliate me . However my thoughts were tested when he returned followed by more footsteps .
Then I was being ripped apart . There were dicks in my mouth , pussy and ass and everywhere else was being attacked by hands and teeth . I was getting hormier and welcomed it , pulling them in . Finally I orgasmed and practically collapsed , still blindfolded .
Everything stopped . There were mutters about sluts and whores . Then I was being tied up . Duct tape was over my mouth , plastic balls in my holes . I was being whipped and slapped all over . I knew I was red and it was just so painful . Suddenly I was being dragged up by my hair . Next I was slapped so hard I fell to the hard floor . "That'll teach you for being a slut " . Murmurs if agreement. I began to feel jot tears damp my blindfold .
As if to amplify my shame I was kicked by someone as everyone walked out , slamming the door behind them . I was left on the floor , waiting for my new master
I've always known I was attractive . I went to the gym twice a week and I had long legs and large breasts .
To make things worse I kept dropping pens and such the like , giving the mainly male office something to stare at . Someone boldly kept walking into me , trying to feel my arse .
I ran my fingers through my caramel coloured hair , trying to cross my legs without ripping my skirt . A man put his hand on my shoulder , Making me jump . I looked up , his eyes a bit too passionate for comfort . "Mr Brown wants to see you" he muttered , his voice dripping with jealousy . And with that he jogged to the bathroom .
Mr Brown was the head of the office . He was a middle aged man , not unattractive for a 40 yr old but I didn't exactly "Want" him . He was married , with an apparently loveless marriage .
I strode to his office , trying to ignore the hungry stares burning into me . I knocked and walked into his office and saw him reading a newspaper .
"Please sit " he said without looking up . I did ,trying and once again failing to cross my legs . " Do you know why you're here ???????? " he asked glancing up from the newspaper . I shook my head confused.
"How do you feel about a promotion " he asked , smirking . My head snapped up . "What to , sir ????????" . I was sure I hadn't done anything out of the ordinary . " How about personal well being provider " he said putting Down the paper . He rose , standing behind me .
"Can you guess ????????" He began to massage my neck then stopped , to draw the curtains and turn on the lights . "Your first job who be to bend over that desk" he murmured , guiding me there . It suddenly made sense . Those girls who had got huge pay rises randomly , never seeming to work . I had parents to support . A disaffectionate boyfriend who made me love him more with one smirk . Where was the harm in a pay rise ????????
So I let him bend me over the desk . He unzipped the back of my skirt and pulled it to the floor . He took off my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt , almost ripping off the buttons as he did so
He brought out a scary looking whip , which shocked me for a moment . He lent down next to me (his boner rubbing against my legs) and whispered "you're mine , now" . He stood up straight used the whip on my arse , drawing out a cry from me . He repeated this until my legs were weak .
He pushed me to the floor and took out his dick. He was already topless . His member was 9 inches and hard as rock . He dragged my mouth to it by my hair . He thrust it in my mouth and took hold of my face , pulling it back and forth , choking me . I almost gagged .
He then literally picked me up and threw me onto the desk pulling my legs apart. "I'm still hard ," he said smiling . "I'll have to fix that " I replied . He slid into me and fucked me roughly . He began to kiss me , moaning and clawing my back . The desk tipped over so we began fuck on the carpet .
Suddenly , he slapped me and spat in my face . "Whore " he muttered and blindfolded me . He walked out the room for a few minutes and then returned . I wasn't scared . I don't think he was going to give me up just to humiliate me . However my thoughts were tested when he returned followed by more footsteps .
Then I was being ripped apart . There were dicks in my mouth , pussy and ass and everywhere else was being attacked by hands and teeth . I was getting hormier and welcomed it , pulling them in . Finally I orgasmed and practically collapsed , still blindfolded .
Everything stopped . There were mutters about sluts and whores . Then I was being tied up . Duct tape was over my mouth , plastic balls in my holes . I was being whipped and slapped all over . I knew I was red and it was just so painful . Suddenly I was being dragged up by my hair . Next I was slapped so hard I fell to the hard floor . "That'll teach you for being a slut " . Murmurs if agreement. I began to feel jot tears damp my blindfold .
As if to amplify my shame I was kicked by someone as everyone walked out , slamming the door behind them . I was left on the floor , waiting for my new master
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