A long and tiring work day

Throughout the day tasks were emailed to him, no one associating with him for professional reasons, but every now and then the door opened and a different member of the team, from high level executives to first year associates would enter his office to make use of his other services, to which he was **** to oblige them.

Matty would watch them walk out, returning to his workstation with cum stained clothes and the taste of their semen still in his mouth.

As the work day’s end was nearing, Matty allowed himself a brief moment to catch his breath. He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the bright screen. He couldn’t believe he had taken 15 loads today, some in his mouth, some in his boy pussy, it was amazing he got any work done at all. 

However, he did manage to get through all the tasks assigned to him, even if some had to wait until tomorrow.

When he finally finished, he cleaned his office, wiping down surfaces and putting away any items that had been used during his additional duties, it turned out the filing cabinet wasn’t for files but was rather fitted out for toys and restraints.

It was getting late, and he knew he needed to leave so Kyle wasn’t waiting for him. He locked his office door behind him,  before exiting the building.

As he crossed the marble floor of the lobby, his heels clicked loudly. He could hear whispers coming from the elevators, people gossiping about him.

Matty knew that his reputation preceded him, but hearing their harsh words still hurt.

He tried to stay focused on his mission, however he could hear footsteps approaching him in the hallway.

He saw the familiar faces of his co-workers peeking out from behind the corners, snickering and pointing at him.

They recognized him as the new office manager who had been sucking off anyone who asked.

Ignoring them all, Matty headed through the lobby and on the street to wait for Master Kyle, determined not to be late and make his Master wait. 

He looked around cautiously, hoping that none of his harassers would follow him outside.

Just as he started to relax, he heard loud laughter erupt behind him. Matty's heart dropped, and he spun around to face his tormentors. Standing a few steps away was the group of co-workers, huddled together, jeering at him.

"Look, everyone! The sissy bitch is waiting for his sugar daddy." One of them yelled, his voice thick with sarcasm.

"What's the matter, sissy? Can't handle our attention?"

Matty felt a surge of anger rise within him, his fists balling tightly at his sides. He wanted nothing more than to confront these bullies, to show them that he wouldn't put up with their mistreatment. But he knew that he needed to maintain his composure, to protect his fragile position at the firm.

"Yeah, what's a girl like you doing with a guy like him?" Another coworker chimed in, chuckling raucously.

Thankfully Kyle pulled up in that moment, ending Matty’s torment for now.

He immediately moved toward the car, not wanting to delay his departure a second longer. He could sense the burning intensity of the co-workers' gazes boring into his back as he scurried away. He silently wished that he'd never agreed to this life of servitude.

Once he reached the safety of Kyle's car, he exhaled heavily, relief washing over him. He fastened his seat belt, turning slightly to glance at Kyle.

His master wore the same enigmatic expression as always—a mask of indifference, concealing the emotions bubbling beneath the surface. Matty couldn't help but admire Kyle's self-control, the ability to remain stoic despite the complications of the world around him.

"So how was your first day?" Kyle asked softly, his eyes meeting Matty's.

Matty blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the sudden tenderness in Kyle's voice. "It was… busy," he whispered, his voice hoarse and strained.

"People kept coming in, and I just had to keep going."

Kyle nodded, his gaze flickering briefly towards Matty. "I understand," he murmured, his voice soothing and reassuring. "And you handled it all, though, didn't you? Even when they made fun of you, you kept going."

Matty met Kyle's gaze, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "I did," he admitted, his voice breaking slightly. "But it wasn't easy, Master. I took 15 cocks today.”

Matty confessed, his voice shaking slightly. “I swallowed 11 loads and took 4 in my boy pussy. I serviced them on the couch in my office, some on my desk, the file cabinet in my office doesn’t even have files, my boss filled it with sex toys and restraints for his employees to use on me. After each one I thought I’d never recover, but I managed to keep serving them and get my work done in between but it was truly exhausting Master.” Matty shared, his voice quivering with emotion.

"I'm proud of you, Matty," Kyle praised, his voice hushed and tender. "You've come a long way since we first met. And look at you now, you're thriving in your new role."

Matty lowered his head, his gaze falling to the dashboard. "Thank you, Master," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "I just want to make you proud."

Kyle reached out, cupping Matty's cheek gently. "You already have, Matty," he assured.

"I love the way you serve me, but more importantly, I appreciate your strength and resilience. That's the real beauty of our relationship."