#Scenario Office

Holding me, his dick still semi-hard inside me, his voice rumbles, responding to my little laugh of incredulity, of wonder; 'I'm glad you're entertained, pretty, but your mouth has duties to perform. It's your job to clean me up, you see— to suck away all this stickiness.' And then, somehow, I was on my knees in front of him, confronted again with his gnarly cock, now shining with our mingled juices, his hands at my shoulders, then on my head. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 minutes

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As for my first fucker, Sir James, he had not finished with me that night; smiling, standing over me, kneeling naked at his feet, still breathing hard and brokenly from the twin effects of breath deprivation and having my mouth filled with his thick come, he shifted, deliberately made his cock slap into my cheek, insolent, demanding; 'Entertaining as that was, girly, you haven't accomplished your task in the slightest— if anything, it's stickier now than it was before; I think you need to try again— only this time maybe just use your tongue. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 15 minutes

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The two pretty bimbos ahead of her, giggling to each other, flashing their eyes at her, knowing, grinning, teasingly jerking the chain that is snugging itself ever more intimately, ever more outrageously, into the folds of her sex, emphasise that this is not a secret shame, but one obvious to others—and not just the three of them, but those behind her as well—Lord K, frightening D, fascinating M. It's all too much and Chloe, as soon as the door closes behind them, staggers, her thighs trembling, landing on her knees, unable to suppress a desperately weak, embarrassed giggle, overcome with shame and fear—again on the verge of hysteria. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 17 minutes

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Chloe seems hardly aware of what is happening, eyes unfocused as she is fed yet another little treat sweet, then quickly tidied up, hands once again cuffed at the back of her neck and then led, with the chain again doing its degrading job of encouraging her to move as directed by cutting into her sex; sensitised by the strong orgasms, the intensity of this is sharp, and when the chain pulls tight as she stumbles a little, she moans and gasps out loud, unable to hold her emotion in check, earning a slap on her newly tenderised buttock from Miss A. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes

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I awoke gradually, heavy limbed, floating in the sort of whole body experience of deep relaxation that only ever, in my experience comes the morning after a bout of no-holds-barred sexual intensity; my thoughts were like melted chocolate, smooth and sweet and slow, my whole being languidly relaxed, luxuriating in a feeling of warmth and looseness that was like a welcome gift. But a gift for what? I lazily considered the question, while the answer formed, gradually impressing itself upon my drowsiness, the answer which, when it finally came, would astonish me, brazen in its clarity: last night, I had taken a big step towards becoming a company whore. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 39 minutes

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Of course, the VIP party were late - these things always run over time. And Natalie and I had gotten bored, so we began horsing about a little - pretending we were working up a welcome dance for the founder - just filling in the time, really, although both of us, I suspect, didn't mind an opportunity to show off a little to the rest of the office. But as luck would have it, we were gee-ing each other on to do sexy little shimmies when the VIP party walked in. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 48 minutes

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Heather has been here so many times—even more, if you count the times she has imagined it. But she has never gone in, never crossed the threshold. A discreet but elegant door, in a discreet office block, in an expensive side street off the highest rental square in the financial district; the equally discreet and elegant sign says simply; 'Macadam Executive training. Originators of the Perfect PA programme'. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 28 minutes

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'This is how it works - I had it from Katie - she said this is what they did with her, anyway.' J was half whispering, half giggling - we were outside, on a break - J was a smoker then. 'You go to this certain bar on a certain night of the week - I don't remember which - and you dress a little slutty - heels, short skirt, bare belly, lots of make-up. And there's always a few of those guys there - those fifth floor guys. And anyway, you act like you're amazed to see them, and they say they want to buy you a drink, and you sit with them, and they buy you drinks, and they start talking dirty, and you just giggle, and act nice, and they start feeling you up, and you let them. And then. Then ..' She is beginning to lose the giggle now - it's getting serious; 'And then - what??' 'And then .. Then they take you out in back and gang-fuck you - all of them ...' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 29 minutes

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Tiffany had always considered herself a sensible, intelligent girl - not one to go too far, or forget her dignity. But she is getting bored. At 22, she has a decent job in an office, with some sort of prospects, she supposes, but nothing that excites her. The men that surround her, attracted by her lovely face, her elegant bearing, her frankly gorgeous body, her dress sense, her pretty smile, are nice enough, but again, none of them really excite her. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 16 minutes

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Chloe is awakened by the door closing; it's morning, and someone has delivered her a little breakfast—croissants, hot chocolate, orange juice, on a pretty, ornate little metal tray with its own stand. She looks up, still mostly asleep, understands, slowly, that she is naked, in a strange bed, in a strange room; a luxurious, soft bed, in a beautiful, sun-filled room, well furnished with subdued antiques, overlooking lush greenery, countryside. But grand as all this is, she is aware, as she awakes more fully, of something, something huge … and then the memory of the previous night rushes over her, and she is gradually overtaken by a slow, powerful, suffocating panic attack, which has her clutching at the bedclothes around her convulsively as her heart rate accelerates, her breathing gets wilder and deeper, her belly begins to try to turn itself inside out, her legs rigid, cramping, her mind in turmoil. It can't be. It just cannot be! That … that she … that they … that he … [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 62 minutes

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