***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***
A week had gone by since I had even seen him. The last time was that evening in his office. I had managed to clean myself up and make it home. I had a hard time focusing. I was too busy considering my options. It didn’t seem like I had any. It’s been a week and he hasn’t said a thing or been near my desk, but I still haven’t thought of a solution. I know he isn’t done with me. For as long as we both work here, at the very least, he is going to continue this charade.
I went into work, thankful we have a three hour meeting this morning. As I was getting my documents ready, he walked up to my desk and handed me a metal device. “I’m sure you know what to do with that before the meeting begins. Also, do not speak unless spoken to the entire time.” I stood there staring back at him, my cheeks probably red, unable to respond. I can’t not talk in a meeting. I always talk in meetings and I was supposed to put this in my pussy for 3 hours. I didn’t even know how to respond. He laughed. “I don’t have to keep repeating what happens if you choose not to do what I say, do I?” I shook my head.
He walked away, with confidence that I would obey. I looked at the metal egg shape in my hand, then at the clock. I had 15 minutes until I need to be in the meeting. I got the rest of my stuff together and then went to the bathroom. The metal was freezing and I didn’t know where he got this thing so I quickly ran it under some warm water before anyone could see and then ran into a stall. It’s humiliating to have to do this in a public bathroom. I bent over and tried pushing it in, when it wouldn’t go in without feeling like rug burn, I licked it and tried again. It slid in easily this time. I slid my panties and pants back and headed to the meeting.
When I got in there, I look around and notice that most of the chairs were full. His eye catches mine and I notice there is a chair open next to him. I look away to see if there is any other open chairs but he politely says “there’s an open seat here, if you need it.” If I say no thank you, people will wonder why I wouldn’t take a perfectly available seat so I said “thank you” and sat next to him. As the meeting started, I sat there quietly. I could feel my pussy getting wet the longer this device sat there. We were only half way through. I was nervous that if this continued, I wouldn’t be able to get up without people noticing. The longer the meeting went, I forgot that he didn’t want me to talk. I begin to respond to someone’s thoughts about a guideline for the office when I felt a tight grip on my leg. I quickly finished up my sentence trying not to react in any way to the pain that was getting worse as I continued to talk. When I ceased speaking, the grip did as well. I am pretty sure I’ll bruise from that. I reached under the table and started soothing my leg but he took my hand and placed it on the chair next to my side not wanting me to do so. The last half hour of the meeting had me come convinced that I would be in that room forever.
When the meeting ended, I pretended to be finishing some notes so I could be the last out. I needed to go to the bathroom and get these out. I was soaked through my panties, surprised that I had managed to keep it in as long as I did. Everyone exited and I was finally alone. I start to get up when he walked back into the room. The door shut behind him. I start to tell him that I need to go to the bathroom and clean up but he silently walks towards me. When we were face to face, he violently grabbed my arm to hold me in place. Then reached into my panties and under my pussy. “Push it out.” I did and it fell into his hand. He pulled it out, placed it to my lips and told me to put it in my mouth. “Clean it entirely.” I sucked off the excess saliva from it sitting in my mouth. Then I used one hand to hold it while I started to lick it clean. When I was done, I gave it back.
Then he unexpectedly told me to take everything from the waist down, off. I froze “no, someone could come in at any minute.” He looked angrily at me and my defiance “either you get me off here or in the bathroom.” I thought about the privacy of the bathroom, but it had to be disgusting. I took off my pants, “good girl” and then my panties. “Now lay on the floor, ass up, I’m going to fuck your ass.” I grabbed my clothes and started to back up. “No no no no, I am not doing that. There has to be a line somewhere with all this shit. Please done do this.” He laughed “it makes me hard when you say no and beg but no there isn’t limits to this unless I set them. I’m blackmailing you. You don’t seem to understand this, still. You even spoke in the meeting. I told you not to speak in the meeting unless someone spoke directly to you first, right?” I shook my head yes feeling like a child in trouble, about to go to timeout. “So since you can’t seem to get this in your head, I’m going to use your soaked pussy as lube an d then fuck your ass. When I’m done, you will lick your asshole off me and thank me for fucking your ass. Maybe then you will learn that you are three holes. You don’t speak without permission, you don’t argue, you don’t get to tell me no.” I started crying, still backing up. “I will go in dry if I have to tell you again.” I hated that he spoke to me like a child, like he would start counting to three or something. I put down my stuff and got on the floor ass up. “Good cunt.” He was behind me, holding my hips. He went in and out of my pussy a couple times to get his cock wet. He pulled out and said “give me your arms.” I put my face on the ground and reached my arms back, he grabbed both wrists in one hand. I could feel him lining up to my asshole with the other hand. He started to push in and I couldn’t help but writhe. It was so painful, I continued to cry. Once he was in a little, he grabbed one arm with each hand and rammed into me. When I started to move forward, I was held in place by my arms. He pushed me to my stomach and went back in, then spit on my face “fucking whore.” The spit dripped down my face, onto the carpet as he begin to cum. He pushed all the way in and came.
Then he rolled over on his back. I was taking a second to catch my breath when he said “stop fucking around and clean my cock off. Then I believe you had something to tell me.” I got to my hands and knees, barely able to move and crawled to his dick. I begin to lightly lick his soft cock, trying not to think about it too much. He looked at me, waiting it seemed. I just stared, then begin grab my clothes so I could put them back on. He pulled me back up “what do you say?” I had forgot about this, likely hoping he would too on a subconscious level but he didn’t so “thank you for fucking my ass.” He kissed me on the forehead “your welcome slut.”
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