by Bridy McAvoy
“What?”
“Nobody is holding you down. You could get up and stop this at any moment, so how come instead of standing up you just opened your legs wider. In fact I think your panties need to come all the way off to allow you to spread as wide as you’d like.”
Chloe shook her head in defeat as she felt his hands on her thighs, grasping her now useless panties and pulling them down her legs. When his hands reached her ankles she raised her left foot and allowed them to be drawn over her heel. At that moment she knew she was going to be fucked one way or another, probably in the next few minutes.
“Want Rosa to start again?”
Chloe lifted her head off the desk and nodded but that wasn’t enough for the recruitment agent who’d manoeuvred her into this position.
“Tell her what you want, Chloe.”
“Please…Please, Rosa…”
“What, sweetie?”
“Please finish what you were doing.”
“What was I doing?”
“Playing with my pussy…Oh God…”
Rosa’s fingers had resumed their attention to her sensitive slit, two of them pushing inside while her hand rotated to allow her thumb to press against Chloe’s clit once more.
“Like this?”
“Yes…Please…More…”
“You want to come?”
Chloe nodded but again this wasn’t enough for the woman who was sexually tormenting her.
“You want to cum?”
“God…Yes!”
Simon chuckled as Rosa increased the pressure on Chloe’s pussy, and the lithe PA’s hips jerked spasmodically as she tried to entice Rosa to increase both the pressure and the rhythm of her actions.
“I think she’s about to cum. You’d better stop.”
Rosa abruptly removed her hand, leaving Chloe just short of the orgasm her mind and body now craved.
“Why…Why did you stop?”
Slap!
Her backside suddenly stung again as a larger hand descended with even more force than Rosa had used.
Slap!
Her other cheek trembled under the assault and she realized she could move to stop them, but didn’t let go of the edge of the desk as Simon took over administering the spanking.
Slap!…Slap…Slap…Slap!
“Why did you stop…Sir?”
Chloe was almost sobbing as she asked the question, belatedly adding the ‘sir’ as an afterthought.
“That’s better.”
The rain of blows to her sensitized ass stopped and Chloe sucked in a couple of heaving breaths.
“Because it was still part of your punishment, not a reward. Now stand up.”
Chloe let go of the edge of the desk and pushed against the surface with her hands, her legs weak as she levered herself upright and turned to face them. Her hands automatically brushed the skirt back down into place, covering her naked lower body in the process.
“Time to go to work in the boardroom.”
“What?”
Simon frowned at her and Rosa took a step toward her.
“Sorry, what do you mean…Sir?”
“Your shift hasn’t finished yet, young lady. Time to go to work in the boardroom.”
“You expect me to continue after the way you just treated me?” She paused then added the “sir”.
“Yes. And your insolence may yet earn you another punishment.”
She shuddered and followed as Rosa led the way over to the door into the next room, the conference room Simon called the boardroom. Chloe had never been inside, only ever going to the outer office or like earlier today being invited into Simon’s inner sanctum. The boardroom was huge, dominated by a large mahogany conference table that could easily accommodate the eight luxury leather chairs down each side and two people could sit abreast at each end.
She turned and looked over her shoulder at Simon who was following them, his eyes fixed on her backside.
“Impressive, Sir.”
He smiled.
“So are you.”
She blushed again, then blushed even more when she realized her panties were still snagged around one foot and Simon was well aware of the fact.
Still, he’s already seen more than he can see at the moment.
Rosa moved the two chairs at the near end of the table to the sides and motioned for Chloe to stand in the space she’d made. The other woman then walked around behind her as Simon walked past and took a seat halfway along the table on her right.
“Climb up please, on all fours.”
“What?”
Slap!
“Ow!”
“Then do as you’re told.”
Her butt was stinging as she levered herself up onto the table and crouched on hands and knees, waiting for whatever these two people planned to do. It was now obvious she wasn’t going to be cleaning the boardroom at all, they had something else intended, something sexual, and it would obviously involve humiliation for her.
She felt Rosa move behind her and for a moment debated kicking out, but decided against it. The other woman’s hands touched the hem of the all too brief skirt and expertly flipped it up onto her back, exposing her entire ass to Rosa once more, and an oblique side view to Simon. She closed her eyes and gave a shudder as she envisioned being made to crawl along the table to him.
“Spread your legs a little.”
Chloe complied and felt Rosa’s hands at her pussy once more. She gasped as the knowing fingers came into contact with her slit once more, then she felt a hard object being pressed against the lips of her pussy.
“What…?”
“Shh!”
Whatever it was was pushed in, moving easily into her vagina, she was still so wet from the near orgasm a few minutes earlier. Whatever it was, was long and slid several inches into her before Rosa let go. Chloe dropped her head and peered backward between her legs as Rosa stepped clear. She could see a set of feathers and realized the other woman had inserted the handle of one of the feather dusters into her, acting just like a tail.
She gasped and looked back up to see Rosa now sitting next to Simon and the two were grinning at her.
“Crawl to us, maid. Crawl to us…But, whatever you do, don’t let the feather duster fall out, or we’ll punish you even harder.”
Chloe looked at him in horror; she had no idea how to prevent the handle from slipping out of her very well lubricated pussy. Part of her was troubled by the threat of more punishment, her butt felt like it was on fire already, part of her simply wanted to get fucked, she was that turned on, and part of her wanted to call time on the whole charade. That was the smallest part though, and she moved her hands forward slightly then advanced one knee a couple of inches. Nothing slipped and she breathed a sigh of relief before moving the other knee forward even further. When she repeated the movement panic flared when the duster seemed to wobble and she had to clench her pussy muscles to stop her movements expelling it.
She could hear the other two chuckling at her discomfort, and her efforts to stop it dropping free were obvious to them from the way her body was moving. She frowned at them but kept moving, slowly and a few inches at a time. Her frown simply increased the volume of laughter and she felt her face grow red from embarrassment at the humiliation once more. She was resolved to beat them though and felt relief when she drew level with them.
“Well done, Chloe. I didn’t think you could do that. Rosa won the bet.”
He reached out his hand and gently stroked her exposed hip. She trembled at the touch, the movement communicating to him through both his eyes and his fingers.
“I think you want something, don’t you, honey?”
Unable to bear the look in his eyes, she looked away and nodded.
“Tell me!”
She gasped as she felt his hand touch the feather duster and begin stroking it slowly in and out of her inflamed pussy.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes…Sir! Fuck me, please. F
uck me now!”
The vehemence of her own reply shocked her, but she was trying to deal with a deep almost visceral need the events of the last forty five minutes or so had built within her. She was on fire, and not simply from the spanking, she needed something to replace the thin handle of the feather duster with, something both thicker and less impersonal. In short, she knew she needed—no, craved—a cock in her, and it was obvious from the bulge in the recruitment consultant’s trousers that he was able and willing to supply one. The presence of Rosa faded from her mind as the other woman simply observed and didn’t intervene.
Simon grinned and mockingly delivered a florid bow from a seated position.
“The lady’s wish is but my command.”
He reached for her waist with one arm and pulled her sideways across the shiny polished surface of the table, while his other hand withdrew the feather duster and tossed it over his shoulder to Rosa. Chloe watched as the woman caught it in mid-air then brought the handle up under her nose to gently sniff at the glistening layer Chloe’s secretions had coated it with. Her mouth dropped open in astonishment as Rosa extended her tongue and licked at the moisture, before grinning at Chloe with a lustful look in her eyes.
“Sure does taste nice.”
Simon chuckled in response and pulled Chloe over onto her side and then rolled her onto her back before spinning her through ninety degrees and pulling her legs into place over his shoulders. He stared down at her naked, exposed pussy as Chloe simply panted and waited for his next move.
“Is this what you want?”
He continued his teasing taunting, and the tortured PA nodded as she tried to deal with the strange feeling of her burning hot, stinging butt now coming into contact with the unyielding wood. Waves of pain flowed through her nerves, mingling with the throbbing sensations from her vagina before both exploded in her brain. Rational thought fled as Simon lowered his face toward her pussy, at the same time as he pulled upward on her legs, raising it toward him. Her back arched as her ass left the table, relieving the pain temporarily as his hungry mouth descended on her spread open slit.
The first contact of his tongue to her swollen lips was enough to force a scream from her lips and her head and torso thrashed from side to side as he kept up his onslaught. She sensed something, or someone, next to her and opened her eyes to see Rosa had climbed onto the table too, moving smoothly next to her and lowering her mouth onto Chloe’s at the same time as Simon speared his tongue inside of her.
The sensation of two pairs of lips on her at the same time was incredible, pushing Chloe into the throes of the long denied orgasm. Her body went rigid for a second then convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure swept through her system and she gasped for air around the tongue invading her mouth, her cries muffled by the mouth of the woman leaning over her.
She heard the rustle of clothing but couldn’t see what was happening as Rosa’s head was in the way, then shuddered when she felt Simon move to her clit, pulling her toward him, lifting her ass even further from the table. Rosa broke the kiss and Chloe watched as the woman pulled her maid’s uniform over her head and then off. She glanced down to see the other woman, and putative employer, was now naked. Her body was finely sculpted, tuned and honed, with large breasts that stuck straight out from the body without the hint of a tan line. Rosa saw her watching and seemed to even preen in the admiration Chloe was giving her before she moved again. Chloe was still being partly supported by Simon and needed her arms to support her upper body so was unable to prevent Rosa shimmying up to her chest then throwing one leg over her, bringing her clean shaven pussy to within inches of Chloe’s mouth.
Oh my God! She expects me to eat her!
A second later Rosa slid forward, pushing her slit against Chloe’s parted lips as the PA panted for breath. The musky aroma of an aroused woman washed through Chloe’s nostrils and the wetness of the pussy pressing against her chin told Chloe the other woman was ready for her own orgasm and there was only one way that would happen – on her tongue!
She felt Simon withdraw his tongue from her own slit and slowly release her lower body back to the table surface, causing her to gasp as her tortured butt came into contact with the hard wood surface once more. That gasp had forced her mouth open and Rosa took advantage, inching forward to thrust her pussy against Chloe’s imprisoned lips. With no other option, Chloe extended her tongue and tasted another woman for the first time. Her legs were still splayed wide and she heard a zipper being drawn down, as Simon prepared to thrust into her. Her legs trembled as she savored the taste of Rosa’s slit pressed against her open mouth.
Rosa ground her pussy against Chloe’s face, her legs pinning the PA’s arms against her sides as Simon’s hands ran up her thighs and then pushed her legs as far apart as possible to enable him to center his cock in line with her vulnerable and gaping pussy. Chloe couldn’t see past Rosa’s body but easily felt when he achieved his goal and nestled the head of his turgid prick against the entrance to her vagina. Rosa was grinding against her mouth now, with Chloe’s tongue darting in and around the slit, drawing ever more of the other woman’s juices into her mouth where it mingled with her saliva before trickling down her throat. Every time she swallowed, Rosa groaned, providing additional stimulus to the woman sitting on her face.
Simon grunted and drove forward, his cock pressing past her lips and into her pussy with ease given the wetness her own orgasm had achieved. Rosa was grunting and moaning almost continuously now, her own orgasm near. Chloe screamed into the pussy above her as Simon plumbed her depths, driving his entire length into her. That primal sound obviously vibrated against Rosa’s pussy as the woman shuddered into her own climax, drenching Chloe’s cheeks, and chin with her juices as the passion rippled through her body. Chloe choked and spluttered under the onslaught in a vain attempt to breathe through the torrent that seemed to engulf her. Thankfully, as the passion subsided, Rosa lifted clear and rolled off of her to lie on her back next to her, gasping for air.
Simon was pounding into Chloe now, not worrying about finesse, simply thrusting in and out rapidly, using almost his entire length on each stroke as Chloe’s legs dangled over the edge of the table, unable to gain any purchase on anything, not even any of the chairs.
His hands scrabbled at the uniform she was wearing, and in the end desperation made him tug at the neckline and the flimsy material gave way, baring her breasts to his eyes and fingers. As he grasped each nipple between the forefinger and thumb of each hand and twisted them she felt her own orgasm rising to fulfilment and screamed once more.
As she came down from the high she felt another pair of hands touching her, Rosa was using one hand to caress her breast around the possessive fingers of Simon’s hand and the other one stole down across Chloe’s belly to find and comb through her thin landing strip of pubic hair, before searching for and finding her clit where she again started to exert the teasing pressure she’d used to great effect before.
Simon’s pace increased and Chloe’s hips tried to churn to help him on the way, and bring herself back to the same point as before, but she couldn’t quite get there as his prick began to expand inside of her. He thrust a final time into her, harder than ever and she felt it throb as he squirted jet after jet of cum deep inside her vagina.
Her groan was almost one of self-pity at not managing to cum for a third time, despite the way Rosa pinched her clit as Simon’s cock continued to pump inside her. She closed her eyes in frustration as she felt the four hands leave her body and Simon withdrew from her pussy, leaving her feeling very, very empty.
She felt rather than heard Rosa slide away and then the door close. When she opened her eyes Rosa was gone and as she struggled to a sitting position Simon was slumped in one of the leather chairs, fighting to control his own ragged breathing. He smiled at her and she allowed herself to smile back before levering herself to a standing position to relieve the pressure on her tortured ass.
“I guess, if she’s left, I
didn’t make the grade?”
“Do you still want the job?”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t think so.”
“Pity, I guess I’ll have to find another one for you, instead.”
“I guess so.”
“Good, then, since I have one in mind.”
Chloe raised an eyebrow, stifling a giggle as she realized she looked a bit underdressed for the job market, her torn satin maid’s uniform hanging shredded on her body, fully exposing one breast of a woman with a definite just fucked look.
“I know a recruitment agency whose boss needs a good PA. One who’s prepared to put up with a lot of bullshit, but still gets the job done.”
Chloe frowned; his words not quite connecting.
“That’s right, honey, there is no such cleaning company. I was the one doing the interviewing, and if you want the job, it’s yours. The duties might be a little unusual compared to what you experienced in the last job, but I’m sure you’ll cope.”
“In what way unusual?”
He very slowly and deliberately looked her up and down, his gaze sliding from her exposed nipple to her exposed groin and then back to her face.
“I don’t really need to spell it out, do I?”
“I guess not.”
“Good. Start on Monday?”
She nodded, slowly.
“Excellent, welcome aboard. I’m sure you’re going to find working here very rewarding. In fact I’m sure we both will, as no doubt will most of our corporate client big shots.”
Again he looked her up and down, grinning as he focused on the trail of juices, both his own and hers that were running, mingled, down the inside of her thigh. She shuddered as the full import of his words sunk in. Obviously she was going to be doing a lot more for him and their clients than simply answer the phone and type contracts. A great deal more. Thoughts of what would likely be happening in this very room starting next week ran through her head.
“Good, I didn’t think you’d back down in a tough corner and you didn’t.”
He stood up and half turned away.
“Oh. Nearly forgot. This is for you.”
Her new boss handed her a small business card and walked away.
