A Long Day At Work

Staring at his computer screen, James tries to focus on doing his work. But he can't concentrate. He isn't suffering from sleep deprivation. In fact, James is currently feeling completely awake. But he's distracted by how uncomfortable he is with his cock being fully erect inside his pants. In his peripheral vision, he sees someone place a cup on his desk.

"Here's your water."

"Thank you, Aly-" When James turns his head, Alyssa's breasts are in front of his face. He's staring directly at her massively exposed cleavage. Quickly, he turns his attention back to his computer screen. "Uh... Sorry. Thanks for the water, Alyssa."

"I don't know what you're sorry about. But you're welcome." Alyssa walks away, leaving James by himself. Well, physically, he's alone. But mentally, he has somebody with him.

"You should have asked her to help you with your cock. I know a worthless slut like her would have been honored to serve you," the voice inside James' head says.

"What do you-" James closes his mouth as he remembers he doesn't need to speak to talk to the voice. What do you mean she'd be honored to serve me? And she's not a worthless slut. She's a person.

"To you, you think Alyssa's a person. But in reality, she's nothing more than a sex toy. All women are nothing more than sex toys. And as a man, it's your job to teach all inferior women their place."

What? I don't understand. What are you asking me to do to Alyssa?

"Stop playing dumb, James. You know what I'm talking about. Use your manly cock to help bring out Alyssa's true inner slut. She's right in speaking distance. Asking her to serve you will finally bring meaning to her life. Do you honestly think Alyssa's happy spending every day working in a boring office?"

James looks to his right to see Alyssa sitting at her desk. She does look unhappy. But she's probably still upset about not being on vacation this week.

"Oh, James. How are you this naive? Why do you think she was so excited to go to Miami? To go to the beach, of course. And what's the one reason why all women go to the beach? To wear a skimpy swimsuit to show off their slutty bodies and find themselves a dominant man to teach them their place. Look at how sexy Alyssa looks in the swimsuit she bought."

"Wearing this, she could've easily found herself a man who would treat her like the worthless slut she is. You should be happy her flight got canceled. You can still be the lucky man to claim Alyssa as your property. You can claim her right now. Come on, James. She's sitting right there. You know what to do."

For a moment, James believes the voice about why Alyssa wanted to go to Miami. And the thought of fucking her excites him. He turns to look at his co-worker again and almost calls out to her. But then he remembers Sarah. "No!" He shakes his head, making the image of Alyssa disappear from his mind.

I could never betray Sarah! Stop talking about Alyssa like she's an object! I told you, she's a person! He waits to see if the voice says anything. But he gets no response. I don't know who you are. But you're not my subconscious. Now stop talking to me. I have work that has to get done.

With the voice gone, at least for the moment, James can better concentrate on doing his work. However, his erect cock still feels very uncomfortable inside his pants. And he's starting to develop another distraction. His mouth feels dry. Grabbing the cup of water, James drinks all of the tasteless liquid down his throat. Unfortunately, the warm water didn't do anything to help his dry mouth. He needs to drink something cold. But given his current situation...

"Hey, Alyssa. I'm sorry for asking you this. But would you kindly get me two cups of cold water?" Alyssa doesn't say a word and smiles at James as she gets up from her desk.

"There's no reason to feel bad for asking Alyssa to do something, James. She's your servant. Her only purpose is to serve you," the voice says.

She's not my servant. She's my co-worker. If I didn't have an erection, I would have gotten up to get myself water.

"You know, you could just free your cock from your pants. You would feel more comfortable."

Are you insane?! No! I would get in serious trouble if anyone saw me with my cock out. I'm sure it will go soft soon.

"It's not. Trust me. It will only go soft if you have someone help you. But if you don't want anyone to help you, just free your cock. You'll feel much better. Plus, it might take a while before Alyssa returns with water. She's currently talking to someone. Wouldn't you rather endure one annoying discomfort for a few minutes than two?"

James turns around to see Alyssa chatting with Brian. For some reason, he develops a feeling of anger and jealousy. But those feelings quickly disappear as the discomfort his cock is feeling becomes unbearable. Screw it. I can just use my powers if someone notices my cock is out.

Quickly opening up his pants, he feels relieved once his cock becomes exposed to the cool air. On my god! That feels good. Wait a minute? Has my cock somehow gotten bi-

Suddenly, a vision appears in James' mind. He imagines multiple women, one of them being Sarah, kneeling before him. They're naked, wearing only a black collar around their necks. They each take turns sucking and licking his massive cock. The vision excites James. He has never felt so horny before. But he snaps out of his daydream by the sound of a loud voice.

"Oh my god! James! Why is your... Why is your... My god. You have such a massive cock."

He looks up to see Alyssa holding two cups of water, one in each hand. Her eyes are full of lust. Looking at Alyssa, James doesn't see her as a woman. He doesn't even see her as a person. What he sees standing before him is a worthless sex toy who should be on her knees, serving him.

"Hey, Alyssa. Would you kindly be the good female slut you are and give me a tittyfuck." James doesn't see anything wrong with what he just said. After all, Alyssa is nothing more than a sex toy. She should feel honored that a man like him has asked her to serve him with her titties. And she is.

Alyssa nearly spills the cups of water as she quickly places them on James' desk. She rips her shirt off her body, making it unwearable. Due to wearing no bra, Alyssa's gigantic titties are now fully exposed, like they should always be, making her co-worker very happy.

For the first time in her life, Alyssa feels a sense of belongingness as she gets on her knees. Seeing James' manly cock has helped her finally realize what her role in life is. And as she wraps her breasts around it, she knows she has found her true purpose.

"Thank you, Master. You have no idea how happy I am that you decided to claim a worthless slut like me as your sex toy." Alyssa becomes worried as James' expression goes from happy to slightly angry. But she doesn't stop moving her breasts.

"I never said I was claiming you as my sex toy, slut. My cock was hard, and you were the first slut I saw. I would've asked any pathetic slut to try and satisfy me. You have no right to refer to me as Master. Although, I will admit you're doing an excellent job making me feel good. Keep this up, and I may consider claiming you as my property."

Hearing this, Alyssa moves her breasts at a faster pace. She desperately wants James to claim her as his sex toy. He has the perfect manly cock. Just feeling it between her titties is making her pussy wet. Meanwhile, James smiles down at Alyssa, enjoying every second of watching her finally do something meaningful in her life. The dryness in his mouth is gone. He doesn't even remember that he had a dry mouth.

"That's it, slut. Keep worshipping my cock with your titties. Don't stop until I-" James stops speaking as he notices Brian is watching them. Brain turns his head away, pretending like he wasn't looking. "It's okay, Brian. You can watch. In fact. Hey, everyone! Would all of you kindly come over here and see something interesting happening in this office for once?!"

Everyone in the office approaches James' desk at his command. Witnessing the erotic scene in front of them, no one does anything to stop it. They all watch in excitement while also feeling a bit jealous. All the men are envious that they aren't as well-endowed as James, while all the women wish they were the ones in Alyssa's place.

"I'm sorry I never asked you to do this on your first day here. I could have prevented you from wasting so many years of your life working at a computer when you should have been serving my cock with that slutty body of yours."

"Wait?! Does this mean?"

"Yes, slut. I've decided to claim you as my property. You're amazing at using your tits. Hopefully, your pussy will feel just as good when I fuck you later. But for now, keep serving your new Master with your titties."

Alyssa nearly cries tears of joy as her surrounding co-workers cheer, happy for her. She's finally fulfilling her life's purpose. There's only one thing that can make her merrier. Moving her breasts as fast as she can, Alyssa looks up at her Master with begging eyes. "Please, Master. I know I'm not worthy. But please cover your worthless sex toy with your manly cum."

James takes a moment to think. "I don't know." He looks to the crowd. "What do you all think? Should I cum all over this worthless slut?" He gets his answer in the form of everyone cheering wildly. Even the voice inside his head is encouraging him to cum all over Alyssa. Looking down at his new sex toy, James just smiles as he releases his first shot of cum.

The second Alyssa feels the warm, white liquid hit her skin, she cums. She continuously says, "Thank you," the entire time her Master is cumming. She doesn't hear the crowd's loud cheer. They don't mean a thing to her. All Alyssa cares about is doing everything in her power to ensure her Master stays happy.

After James finally finishes cumming, his cock goes soft. But only for a second. All it took for James' cock to become fully hard again was one glance at the erotic sight kneeling before him.

"Thank you so much for releasing your cum all over me, Master. It tastes so good."

"I never said you could lick my cum off yourself, slut! Don't make me regret claiming you as my sex toy. I'll let you off the hook this time. But if you do something without my permission again, then you will be punished. Do I make myself clear, slut?"

Alyssa looks up at her Master, scared. She doesn't know how she'd be punished for misbehaving. But she doesn't intend to find out. "Yes, Master. I'm so sorry, Master. I'll be good, I promise. Would giving you another tittyfuck make up for my misbehavior?"

Before he can respond, a loud female voice startles everyone inside the office. "What is going on here?! What are you all looking at?!"

The shouting snaps James out of his perverted trance. He looks around his surroundings, trying to figure out where he is. That's right. I'm at work. Why is everyone looking at... Oh my god!

He's horrified to see Alyssa kneeling before him, covered in cum, her breasts wrapped around his cock. He now remembers everything that happened after he opened up his pants. However, he doesn't understand why he did such immoral actions.

"Master. Are you okay? Would you like me to give you another tittyfuck?"

"Alyssa. I'm so-"

"James?! Alyssa?! What the fuck are you two doing?!" When James looks over to see his boss, Diana, staring at them, he knows they're in serious trouble. Hanging his head down in shame, he doesn't notice Diana's shocked expression quickly changes as she stares at his cock. "Oh, wow! You never told me you had such a massive cock, James. When you have a minute, could you see me in my office?"

Diana leaves, seductively swaying her hips as she walks. The crowd disperse as everyone goes back to their desks. But James doesn't notice any of this. He's too lost in his thoughts. The only thing his brain registered Diana saying was for him to meet her in her office.

James wants to apologize to Alyssa for what he made her do. But he can't bring himself to do it. He can't even look at her. He just gets up from his chair, buttons his pants, and quickly walks away.

"Master. Where are you going? Do you want me to follow you?"

He rushes inside the office bathroom and locks the door. What is wrong with me? Oh, god. What would Sarah think if she found out what I did? How would I even tell her?

"You would tell Sarah the truth. She would be understanding, James. She knows a man like you can't be satisfied with just one woman," the voice says.

Shut up! Was all of this your doing? Did you somehow take control of my mind and body and make me **** my powers on Alyssa?

"I didn't do anything. This was all your doing, James. There's no reason to be upset. You should be happy. You have yourself a new sex toy to play with. Think of how much fun you'll have later today when you have your first threesome with Sarah and Alyssa."

No! That's not happening. I'm not taking Alyssa home with me. And the only thing I'll tell Sarah about today is I got fired. I should just meet with Diana and get it over with. I'll think of what to tell Sarah later.

"Or you could use your powers on Diana to keep your job. Or better yet, claim her as your sex toy. It's about time you stop taking orders from a woman."

James doesn't respond. When he looks into the bathroom mirror, the man he sees mortifies him. After taking a deep breath, James unlocks the door and walks out. When he enters Diana's office, he doesn't say a word. He stands in front of Diana's desk and prepares himself for the worst.

"Ah! James. Thank you so much for coming." Diana gets up from her chair and walks around her desk. She doesn't look angry and instead smiles as she unbuttons her shirt. She opens her top, revealing she's not wearing a bra, shocking James.

"I've been thinking, you've done such an amazing job working here that I think it's time I give you a well-earned promotion."

James is left speechless. He tries to move his eyes away from his boss' exposed breasts. But his eyes won't move. They are stuck in the same position, not listening to his brain. And his head is experiencing the same issue.

"Go ahead, James. What are you waiting for? She's asking you to claim her as your sex toy. Be a man and order her to get on her knees. Make her pledge complete and utter obedience and loyalty to you."

James discovers he can move his eyes and head again. He looks away from his boss and faces the wall. "Uhh... Would you... Thank you for the promotion. But I don't deserve it. Shouldn't I be fired?"

Diana gently places her hand on James' cheek, trying to get him to look at her. But he fights her hand. "Fire you? Why would I fire my best employee? You've more than earned yourself a promotion for all the hard work you've done since I hired you. In fact, I'll talk to everyone in the office, and we'll do something to celebrate you getting promoted. But first, I want to give you my personal reward."

The feeling of Diana pressing her breasts against James' back excited him. For a second, he considers throwing his boss onto her desk and fucking her into submission as she slides her hand down toward his pants. But he quickly changes his mind.

After gently pushing Diana away, James heads toward the door. "No. You don't have to do anything special for me. I'm... Uhh... Going to get back to work now." He leaves the room and shuts the door before Diana can respond.

"I understand. You want to continue playing with Alyssa. That's fine. You can turn Diana into your sex toy when you return to work tomorrow," the voice says.

James realizes he could have used his powers to have Diana give him the week off and give him time to figure out what's wrong with him. He wants to turn back around. But his legs just keep walking toward his desk.

"Master! You're back," Alyssa shouts as she sees her Master approaching. She's still kneeling on the floor. "I haven't moved since you left. What would you like your worthless sex toy to do for you, Master?"

After replying, "Give me a tittyfuck again, slut," he covers his mouth. Did I really just say that? What is wrong with me?

"There's nothing wrong with you, James. You did what any sane man would do. You asked your sex toy to please you. There's no reason for you to be stressed. Relax. Enjoy yourself."

Looking down at Alyssa, James is aroused by what he sees. And her breasts do feel good. However, he knows this is wrong. But when he opens his mouth, no words come out. How are you controlling me? Please give me back control of my mouth. Also, what did you do to Alyssa and Diana? Why are they acting so weird? I know you had something to do with this.

"I have nothing to do with anything that happened today. You're in full control of yourself, James. Every action you've done today was all you. As for Alyssa and Diana, it's a natural instinct for women to become slutty whenever they see a man's cock. There isn't a woman in the world who can resist your cock, James. But if you want Alyssa to stop, then go ahead. Ask her to."

He doesn't believe the voice inside his head. But finding his own voice again, he speaks. "Hey, Alyssa. Would you kindly stop giving me a tittyfuck... And crawl under my desk? I have work that has to get done. But I want you to continue worshipping my cock with your titties while I sit. You're not allowed to stop until I tell you to. Do you understand, slut?"

James doesn't know how to explain what just happened. Could the voice be telling the truth? Has he been in complete control of his actions this whole time? He didn't feel like someone or something **** him to say what he did. It felt like that came straight from him.

Checking the time, James sees he has a few more hours left before he can go home. Today's going to be a long day. He thinks as he sits in his office chair.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. I created all the images in PixAI. I posted a few bonus images on Bogglepomp's Discord. I hope you all have a nice day and see you again in the next chapter.