Breaking her in.

Greg roughly jammed his hand into Mina's mouth. She gasped, then choked on the sudden intrusion, coating his fingers in spit. He let his now thoroughly lubricated hand run down her body, through her ample cleavage, eventually coming to rest on her pelvis. She shivered at his touch, but did not meet his gaze, **** to retain whatever dignity she could.

"I'm going to fuck you Mina." Greg whispered in her ear, his fingers inches from her sex "But first, I'm going to make you beg for it in front of all these people." With that, he plunged three of his fingers inside of her. Mina couldn't help but moan at the intrusion. The anticipation of what was now happening had been building for some time, and her body was beginning to take on a mind of its own. As her former boss, someone who until a few moments ago had been a mentor and a friend, fingerfucked her pussy, Mina found herself dissociating from the moment, losing herself in the sensations. Despite her best efforts, she was starting to get off on his fingers, but she couldn't let her audience, much less the men on stage see that. She tried to steady her breathing.

She wasn't sure whether Greg had noticed her change in state or was just getting frustrated by the pace at which the night was going, but he redoubled his efforts. Her tits began to shake in time with the **** of his thrusts. She closed her eyes, her pleasure intensified, but still, she told herself, she had to hold on, and she honestly thought she could.

At least until Greg took his free hand and placed it at her clit. This added pleasure was more than she could sustain. She threw her head back involuntarily and let out a long, low moan. Her knees were growing weak. She could feel an orgasm building. But at the last moment, he stopped. Mina groaned in disappointment.

"If you want to cum, beg for my cock."

She could withstand him no longer. She spoke quietly. "Please Greg may I-"

He slapped her ass. She moaned. "First, it's sir. Second, do it loud enough that everyone can hear you."

Mina hesitated. Greg unbuckled his belt, and dropped his pants, revealing an average cock. Another slap to her ass told her he had caught her staring. He removed his shirt, walking behind her. He was in good shape for his age, she noticed.

"I said... beg for it." He placed his cock in between her thighs, she could feel its warmth.

"Please... sir." She said, defeated. "Please let me cum, please fuck meEEEEEEEEE".

He didn't even let her finish the sentence before he buried himself to the hilt inside her. Mina's knees buckled at the sensation of his cock, but Greg very quickly grabbed her by the collar and pulled her upright, forcing her to stare at the crowd. She could see herself degrading in their faces. Where she was once a colleague, an equal, she was nothing but a whore to them now. She saw no reason to continue to fight the sensations. She gave into the pleasure, arching herself to give Greg better access to her pussy and using a free hand to stimulate her clit. She felt an orgasm start to build, and when she came, she came harder than she had in a long time. She spasmed on her boss's rod.

Greg didn't stop his rhythm for a single moment and it wasn't long until he too was ready to release. He pushed Mina off of his cock. Her knees shaky and buckling from the railing she had just received, she fell to her knees. As she turned to face him, she was greeted by rope after rope of hot sticky cum. He coated her hair, her face, and her tits.

Thoroughly exhausted and well fucked, Mina closed her eyes and lay on the stage. She made no effort to clean the cum from her body. After a few moments of catching her breath, she opened her eyes, and came face to face with Brett, who was now naked, his large cock prominently erect.

"My turn "