Break 9 Part 2

Princess was hard at work, trying to finish up a report before the end of the day. She finally finished and hit save with a grin on her face. Honestly, she felt like a rock star. Why had it taken her so long to start exploiting her power?

First of all she was smoking hot, and showing it all off, in an office that had been magically 'sluttified'. Rather than shrink away from that side of herself, embracing her sexuality got some surprising results. People opened up to her like never before, it was amazing what people would admit when they are balls deep inside you.

But sexy was really secondary to her true superpower. She always knew when someone was lying. ALWAYS. Whether it was in person, on the phone, or even by email, she just KNEW. As a risk analyst that power was game changing. She wanted to protect the environment, and her bosses wanted to minimize exposure to lawsuits and fines. Her own motivation was clear, but within the chain of command there was a lot of pressure to stretch that risk as far as it would go in the name of profits. People were lying everywhere, about everything, and just knowing what was a lie and what wasn't was key to her investigations. It didn't matter that her power didn't **** the truth, as long as she knew to keep digging she would find it.

She stood up, getting ready to leave, just as her office door opened, "Oh, like, um, hi!" She said, surprised by the unexpected visitor. It was Marshall Dobbs, one of the Sr. VPs. Her boss's boss's boss in fact. She'd never spoken to him before, but she instantly recognized him.

"Ms. Cumslut, how are you today?" He asked jovially.

"G-good, uh, sir." Why was he here of all places?

"Well let me cut right to the chase, we're shuffling portfolios and Environmental Compliance is coming to me. Things seem to be running fine, but I always like to shake things up a little bit. I've heard good things about you, they say you sound like a bimbo but are a sharp as a tack. I read some of your old reports too, and I gotta say I like your style. Not to mention the rumors..."

She gulped, "What rumors?"

"Well words is you're the best cocksucker in the building. I thought I might ask you to prove it."

Princess sighed in relief, so it was all good things he'd heard about her. She smiled, "Like, uh, yeah, I AM the best," She walked around her desk and posed for him, "I'd love to suck your cock but if you really want to test me, you should try my pussy..." She didn't hesitate, she pulled down her shorts and stood there in her belt, "It's so good I have, like, keep it locked up..." She tried to end it there, but she found it was just too wrong to proposition someone without asking for money, "Only $10."

"$10?" He chuckled, "How about if you're as good as you say you are I give you a promotion and a raise. How does Environmental Risk & Compliance Manager - Australia Region with a base pay of $250,000 sound?"

She gulped, "Like, oh my God, that's an amazing idea! Please fuck me!"

She took his hand and guided it to the belt and he unlocked it for her. Then she swiftly removed his pants and stroked him until he was rock hard. He bent her over the table and fucked her with surprising stamina given his age.

She was so turned on, "Please, like, cum inside me!" She begged.

He obliged, roughly shoving her face into her desk as he held himself deep within her. Then he pulled out and spanked her hard. She moaned and begged for more.

"Clean me off." He ordered, ignoring her.

She spun around and took his cock in her mouth, tasting her own pussy. Once he was 'clean' he pulled out and pulled his pants up. Princess was happy he'd cum inside her, but disappointed she hadn't cum herself. She was about to try taking care of it herself when the timer expired and the belt reappeared on her body.

She looked up at him expectantly.

"Well I still expect you to show off your cocksucking skills, but I have to admit you make a pretty fine whore. Consider the job yours. I'll set up a meeting for us next week to finalize the details."

"Really? Like, oh my God! Thank you Sir!"

He grinned and winked at her, then left quietly.

Princess got up and put her shorts back on. She was a little sexually frsutrated, but she was thrilled with this development. A raise and a promotion? She needed to celebrate. She grabbed her phone and dialed.

"Hello?"

"Miles, where the fuck are you? I need, like, uh, your cock!"

There was a click as he hung up.

Princess scowled, "How dare he like, deny me that perfect cock!"

She stormed out of her office and saw one of the interns still at his desk. She walked over to him, "You. Cock. Now."

"Huh?" He said.

She knelt down in front of him, "$5." She held out her hand.

He was confused but slowly reached into his wallet and handed her a $20 bill, "That's all I have..." He said quietly.

"Good." She spun his chair around and undid he zipper, fishing out his cock, "Now fuck my face." She ordered. She started bobbing up and down on his cock, relishing the feeling of the phantom cock in her pussy. He seemed relaxed, so she grabbed one of his hands and put it on top of her own head. He got the message and started forcing her down on his cock.

It was good, but it could be better. She pulled off and stared him down, "Slap me." She ordered.

"What?"

"Hard." She said as her hand slowly teased him, "Or I leave you like this." He slapped her. Softly. She rolled her eyes, "Pathetic." She taunted.

He slapped her again. Enough to make her loose her balance and have to catch herself on her desk, "Oh my God I'm-"

She cut off his apology with a moan while she groped her own chest, "Oh yes! That's it!" She said. She went back to blowing him and at the same time her rogue pussy started acting up, driving her wild with ecstasy. It usually wasn't 'kind' but this time it blessed her with an orgasm just as the intern came in her mouth.

She swallowed it and wiped her lips, "Mmmm..."

"That was amazing." He said.

"Totes amazing!" She agreed. She stood up and smoothed her shirt, "Like thanks!" She turned and walked out. She didn't want to be late for the game after all.

---

Cami walked into the apartment and immediately spotted Daria, "Whoa Dar, nice outfit!"

Daria blushed, "Thank you Miss Cami, this slut received this as a sample today and a man suggested I try it on," Daria looked Cami up and down, "And you, do you require any assistance? Shall this slut fetch you a change of clothes?"

Cami looked down, right, her shirt was stained with cum. She'd forgotten about it she'd been too busy working, "Oh no, that's fine. This heifer will be fine on her own. Were you cooking? Do you need any milk?"

"This slut does not require more milk, but it would be an honour to provide relief should you require it." Daria said politely.

Cami ALWAYS required it. She made so much milk she was practically glued to her breast pump. But she didn't want to keep forcing Daria to do it, especially now that she had Maid to Serve. She shook her head, "No, I'll milk myself."

She hurried to the bathroom to take a quick shower and then settled into her bedroom with the electric pump. As the pump started to work she found her hand reached between her legs to play with her clit. She didn't know why, but pumping always turned her on. And since she was almost always pumping, she spent the whole day horny.

She knew that breast milk was supposed to be a special thing between a mother and child, but perhaps because she'd ended up this way without ever having a baby she couldn't associate it with anything else but sex. If not for that damn patience is a virtue she'd be an orgasmic mess all the time.

After a while she was done pumping, and totally frustrated. She glanced at the door. Daria wouldn't mind...would she?

She remove the pump and headed out, still naked. Daria was still in the kitchen cooking. "Daria..." She intended to ask Daria if she would please eat her out, but that's not what she said, "Would you like to fuck my ass with a dildo?"

"Yes Miss Cami," Daria said instantly, "It would be this slut's pleasure to serve you."

Cami smiled, "Good, let's go to my bedroom then."

Daria slipped away to her own bedroom first, then met Cami in hers carrying a large dildo, "Will this suffice Miss?"

Cami didn't know why Daria had a dildo in her hand, "Umm...that's udderly huge, but ok." Did Daria intend to use that on herself? Or on Cami? Either way Cami supposed it would be fine. Since she could only cum in cowgirl position she got onto her bed on her hands and knees.

She heard Daria move behind her, then suddenly felt something cold, hard and wet pressing against her ass. She turned her head quickly, "Wha-" But then she fell forward as the lubed up dildo started pushing into her ass.

She bit her lip, this was a surprising development...was Daria into this kind of thing? She didn't want to upset her but...oh. Cami finally got it. It must have been accidently forward of her. Well, it wasn't as bad as she thought, actually, it felt really good. Maybe she could let Daria finish.

Soon she was moaning and shaking her body, she was **** to cum, "Please..." She begged.

"Miss Cami if it pleases you, you may cum." Daria said.

Cami's body obeyed immediately. Part of her couldn't believe she'd just cum from anal stimulation, but she didn't really care how it happened. She'd needed that.

Then a loud beeping interrupted them.

"Oh dear, dinner!" Daria said, "This slut is so sorry."

"No, go!" Cami said.

Daria rushed out of the room to turn off the fire alarm and take out her burnt dinner.

Cami dressed and went to join her, "I'm so sorry. It's my fault."

Daria shook her head, "No, the blame belongs to this slut."

Cami pulled out her phone, "It's ok. We'll just order in. How about Thai food?"

Daria nodded, "Whatever you wish Miss Cami."

Cami frowned, she hoped Daria wasn't afraid to express her own wants. But then again, Daria did like Thai food. Maybe she really was fine with it.

"Please allow this slut to order." Daria said, holding out her hand.

"Sure, pick what you like." Cami handed her the phone, glad to give her friend some agency.

Cami left Daria to order while she threw out the burnt dinner and got started on the dishes. When Daria finished she tried to take over, but Cami shooed her away, "You aren't MY maid." Cami insisted. She was glad they'd decided to live together, it was really good that they could look out for one another.

---

"Sapphire, there you are!" Imogen said as she grinned at her, "Looking good."

Sapphire smiled at her, "May I come in?"

"Of course!" Imogen stepped aside and welcomed her.

Sapphire walked in and set down her bag, "I went a little crazy and bought way too much, I thought you might like some supplies."

Imogen started looking through, "Wow, yeah for sure. Are you sure it's ok? I know money was pretty tight for you."

"Yes-oh, -it was, but not anymore. I came into some money." Sapphire said, trying not to give too much away.

"Really? Lottery win? No...dead relative? Oh gosh that's insensitive, you know what I mean, inheritance."

Sapphire nodded, explaining her new wealth as an inheritance was the easiest way out of this, "Yes, ah, an uncle back in China left me some money."

"Wow, well thanks Sapphire's uncle," Imogen smiled, "But I get the feeling you didn't really come here to hand me some art supplies."

Sapphire grinned, "You got me..." She reached down and grabbed her shirt with two hands, then swiftly pulled it off, "I also wanted you to look at my tits."

Imogen reached out and groped her, "Oh yes, lovely tits. It should be a crime to cover these babies up."

Sapphire giggled, "Well I think you have some pretty nice tits too."

She scoffed, "Ya right, I can't compete with you."

Sapphire put her hands around Imogen's waist, "Not on size maybe, but you have perfect suckable tits. Shall I show you?"

Imogen raised an eyebrow, "Look at you all forward today. What happened to the shy meek Sapphire?"

"Are you disappointed? Do you like it better when I'm meek?" Sapphire asked.

Imogen shook her head, "No, I like bold Sapphire too...but I think you're still meek."

"Am I?"

"Yes..." Imogen suddenly grabbed her and spun her around. Before Sapphire knew what was happening Imogen and pulled down Sapphire's skirt and had a finger running along her slit, "Coming here without any panties? Bold. But if you want it, you've got to earn it," Imogen suddenly slapped Sapphire's ass, "Stay there."

Imogen walked away, but Sapphire kept her position against the kitchen counter. After a minute she heard Imogen return and couldn't help but turn around to see her.

Imogen had taken off her clothes, but what really caught Sapphire's eye was what she'd put on. Jutting out from her crotch was a huge black dildo, held in place by straps around her hips. Imogen grinned when she saw Sapphire looking, "Do you like my cock?"

"Yes." Sapphire said automatically, stifling a moan.

"Then give it a kiss." Imogen ordered.

Sapphire hesitated, but then shook herself. It wasn't a real penis, and it was on a woman. She knelt down and kiss the dildo.

"Good, now suck it." Imogen pushed the dildo towards her.

Sapphire went for it. She took the dildo into her mouth and tried to replicate what she knew of blowjobs.

Imogen smirked, "Well I can tell you're a truly lesbian and not bisexual, it's a good thing I can't actually feel anything."

Sapphire looked up at Imogen, a little bit hurt, although she didn't stop sucking the dildo. She was trying her best after all.

"Aw, don't worry. I'd be horrible at it too. Well now that you have it all lubed up, what do you think I should do with it?"

Sapphire had actually come here to satisfy rug munching on the mind, but now that the situation had progressed she knew what she wanted. She pulled back from the dildo and stared up at her, "F-fuck me."

Sapphire turned around and got down on her hands and knees. She waited as Imogen's hands roamed her backside. Then finally she felt it, the tip of the dildo pressing against her vulva. Then Imogen pushed it inside and Sapphire gasped.

"Do you like that?"

"YES!" Sapphire moaned.

"Should I go faster? Harder?"

"Yes Yes!" Sapphire moaned.

Imogen obliged, ramming the dildo in and out of her pussy. Sapphire was knew to this, but her body knew how to react.

"Do you want to cum?" Imogen asked.

"YES!" Sapphire cried, and then she did. She fell forward from the pleasure and Imogen stood up straight.

"Well...I think it's time you show me how suckable my tits are."

Sapphire slowly got to her feet and grinned, "Yes...my turn."

She pushed Imogen back into the bedroom and down to the bed. Then she placed kisses all over her body, but concentrated on her tits. Imogen moaned, then moaned even louder as Sapphire pulled the strap on off and replaced it with her mouth. Her tongue played across Imogen's clit until just a few minutes later she too came loudly.

Even if her own compulsion was satisfied, neither of them were content with leaving things as they were. The two of them spent the whole afternoon going back and forth until they were both drenched in sweat and pussy juice and just too tired to continue. If Sapphire hadn't set an alarm to warn her she might have fallen asleep and missed the game, but thankfully it went off and she had enough time to get a quick shower with Imogen and then order a taxi.

She was just about to leave when Imogen stopped her, "Say...it's kind of lonely living alone, isn't it?"

"Yes-ah." Sapphire said.

"Do you want to move in together?" Imogen said, surprising her.

"Yes," Sapphire said automatically. Crud, did she actually want to? It felt out of the blue. She smiled in an effort to hide her panic, "Um, I gotta go. We can discuss moving in later?"

Imogen smiled, "Yeah. For sure. See ya."

Sapphire blew her a kiss and hurried to the waiting taxi.

---

Miles was just putting his key into his apartment door when he saw Sunshine come out of hers.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Me? I'm..." What the hell could he say? "Milly." He could use that as an appropriate nickname, right?

"Milly..." Sunshine said, "And where the hell is Miles? I haven't seen him in forever. And who the fuck are you?"

"Uh, his cousin." Miles said unconvincingly, "Gotta go."

He unlocked the door and stepped inside.

Sunshine lunged forward and pushed her way inside too. She shut the door behind them, "No, you're going to tell me what's going on."

"Umm..."

Sunshine shook herself, "Sorry. I'm just worried. Please, can you tell me where he is?"

Oh no, a polite order, "I'm him." Miles said.

"What? No, please just tell me the truth."

"I'm him. Magic board game. Sex change. Sorry." Miles said obediently.

She didn't believe him, not at first. Who would? But she kept asking questions, politely, and Miles was **** to explain as best she could. After nearly an hour she was convinced, even if it was still shocking.

"Holy shit...this is...wow..." Sunshine said, "So you and her and me...ok...and...wait...so you really want to help with my fantasy?"

"That's what you focus on?" Miles asked.

"What? You still have the equipment, right? Actually, can I see?"

"No."

"Would you please show me your cock?" She tried again.

Miles was **** to flash her.

"Damn. Ok. Yeah. I can work with that."

"But I'm a woman now."

She shrugged, "Does it really matter? You're the same person, aren't you? I still want you to fuck my brains out...although you said you had some virus? Yeah, that might be too literal...if it's temporary though I guess it's worth it."

"Becoming a bimbo just to fuck me?" He asked.

She shrugged, "Why not? But before that...oh Miles, you really shouldn't have told me ALL your transformations."

"Had ****." He said honestly.

She grinned, "Eat me out."

Of course he had to obey.

After bringing her to three consecutive orgasms she finally let him stop, "I guess you should go or you'll be late for your game. I wouldn't want you to be punished."

He'd explained that part to her too. He glanced at the time, "Fuck." He WAS going to be late. "Shit!"

He left her on his bed and made a run downstairs to his car. He'd need a miracle to make it on time!

---

Kandi knocked on the door. After a minute it opened and there was a man standing there, "Hi, remember me? I really need to cum so..."

He rolled his eyes, "Fine. Come in. My girlfriend isn't here though..."

"Well I actually just need permission to cum. That's it. Just say, you may cum. Then I'll be out of your hair."

He sighed and pulled out his phone, "Just a minute," He obviously called his girlfriend, though Kandi could only hear half of the conversation. "Hey babe, ya...ya....ya...ok. The neighbour is here again. Ya, the slut. She says she needs permission to cum. Uh huh. Ok. Are you sure? You're diabolical. Yeah. Ok, I love you too."

He hung up and looked at Kandi, "Take off your clothes and wait there."

She hesitated for only a second before obeying, stripping down and waiting patiently.

He returned carrying a small box. From inside he took out a small metal contraption, "This is called a Jennings gag, open your mouth."

"I really just need you to say-"

"Open your mouth or get out." He said harshly.

She sighed and opened her mouth, he put it inside, then pushed the side of it which **** her mouth more and more open until it was on the verge of being painful. Then he grabbed handcuffs and she let him cuff her hands behind her. Finally two small nipple clamps connected by a chain. She shook and tried to explain through her gag, but he didn't listen. He clamped her extremely sensitive nipples and she would have cum right there if she'd been allowed to.

She waited as he grabbed another box and started removing small weights from each. Each weight had a hook on top of it and she had a bad feeling about where it was going.

He finished putting all the weights on the floor and then moved the box about 10 feet away.

"The game is simple. Put all of these weights back in the box and you have permission to cum. Using anything but the chain between those clamps is cheating and doesn't count."

Kandi shook her head. She couldn't do it, but he ignored her.

"If you want to give up that's fine, but you won't get permission."

She glared at him. Was this worth it? Surely her friends would stop teasing her and give her permission if she asked.

She sighed, no, she could do this.

The first weight was marked 5g. She knelt down and managed to hook it on her chain. As she stood she could feel the weight pulling on her nipples, sending pleasure and pain coursing through her body. Still she managed it pretty easily.

The second and third went ok too. Sure her nipples were on fire and she desperately wanted to cum, but it wasn't that bad.

Then the 4th and final weight. It was 50g. She screamed into the gag as she tried to stand with it dragging her tits down. It wouldn't be heavy in her hand, but with nipples as sensitive as her clit it was a rather unique kind of ****. The pain was vastly overshadowed by the sheer pleasure of it all, but still, she couldn't cum.

Slowly she walked across, trying to minimize the bouncing. Then she knelt down and lowered the weight to the box. The second the weight hit the box it was like a mental block vanished and she came. It was perhaps the greatest orgasm of her life. She fell forward but she was so lost in bliss she barely noticed.

When she came back to her senses the man had removed the cuffs and helped her to her feet.

He shook his head, "What a freak. You can keep the gag and clamps, after that display I don't want them back. Now get out."

Kandi tried begging but he didn't listen. He pushed her out into the hallway, still naked, then threw her clothes out after her.

In the hall Kandi tried removing the clamps, but she wasn't able to do it herself. With a groan she put her clothes back on and tried hurrying to Daria's for the game. Fortunately or unfortunately she found that she didn't need permission to be given each time. She came again just from the clamps on her way downstairs. Screw the metro, she ordered an Uber, she had to get there asap.