Another day of Emily's torment at work

I get home with Gabe's cum dry on my leg. The first thing I desperately need is release. I rub my slit, pinch my nipples, and close my eyes. I can picture his smirk. I can picture myself naked at work, at the same office where I have quietly worked for so long. I can picture myself getting fucked senseless. I come almost immediately. I hate how much my body is liking it.

In the morning I badge into work and run into Gabe. "Is your cunt bare?" he asks, too loudly. "Gabe, not here! I can't!" I protest and flush red. "Stop being a bitch, Emily. I know what you are. Show me now," he glowers.

I cast my eyes down and pull up the hem of my work minidress. I'm trying to not be a bitch, whatever Gabe means by that. I show my smoothly shaved, bare pussy to him right in the main hallway. There is no one else there but I'm nervous. He slowly takes out his phone and takes pictures of my humiliation.

"I've booked us a room," he says. I have a lot of work to do, but I know better. Bitchy Emily worries about work. I can't be a bitch. I have to try to obey Gabe. I follow him to this room. I figure he'll get off in me and then I'll be free for the day.

"Strip," he says, closing the door behind me. I obey, pulling off my minidress and letting my bare tits and hips spill free. I'm again naked like a slut and he's fully dressed. "Lie down on the table." I lay back, feeling the office air conditioning brush my bare body. It's giving me goosebumps.

The sound of duct tape being peeled from a roll startles me. Gabe grins evilly as he tapes my bare, wet pussy shut. Fuck, why is it anal and oral only for me? Will I ever get the hard cunt fucking that I'm craving? He doesn't stop, though. He tears off more duct tape and tapes it over my eyes. I'm blind again, naked and at his mercy.