Chapter Two (Commissioned)

Lucy was naked and this was a normal state of affairs. That email had changed her life forever. All that she had worked for, everything aimed for, it was all gone now. The respectable mask of Lucy Goodheart had been torn away, and everyone knew what she really was.

She was the office sex toy. Not allowed to wear a uniform, not allowed to make a choice for herself. She obeyed orders like a good little plaything, even those that came from the lowest interns.

She was currently bent over her desk, a pile of papers mockingly close. There was a place for her name on them, and if she could only sign them and deliver them before the hour was up, she’d avoid further punishment.

But that seemed unlikely at the moment. There were hands on her hips, a cock pressed against the entrance to her pussy. It was already wet. That was one of the new rules she’d been given. Her pussy was expected to always be wet in the presence of her superiors. And right now, ‘’superior’’ was anyone else. It had become a common sight to see her rubbing her hands against her womanhood or teasing her clit as her face flushed deep red. People would turn to watch and cheer or laugh at her as she spread her legs in public.

Sometimes, they would order her to grope herself in the corridors or tease her until she was a soaking mess. Strange hands would caress her pussy, rubbing and enticing her until she wanted to scream. Gone was the image of the professional woman, the one with a future and a purpose and a destination already in mind.

Now she spent her time on her knees, fingering her pussy. Her **** little fingers penetrating her soaking womanhood as she moaned and gasped for the amusement of people who had once been her peers.

The man was lining up his cock, the rounded tip pressed against her entrance. His hands closed about her hips. Lucy gasped, tension coiling through her body as he pressed forward. The air caught in her throat, her breathing turned into a gasping moan of want. This was not the first time this has happened today, nor would it be the last.

She had to do everything she was told, and that meant everything. Lucy’s days were filled with humiliation, with kneeling blowjobs and rippling orgasms. Someone had got her a pair of bunny ears which she had to wear as her one and only ‘’uniform’’ item while she was on work hours. There were official office toys now. She had no idea where they had come from, but they had just appeared one day. Vibrating eggs that could be controlled remotely. Whenever she was sent from one department to another, she would be made to take them inside of her and they’d be turned on until her legs were shaking and her pussy was soaking.

Then, stumbling and gasping, she would finally be allowed to go about her duties.

But of course, it was never that simple. Even as she stumbled on her way to the destination, people would stop and look. Some would be admiring while others would be disapproving. She’d be walking, staggering really, with her hands either at her sides or even tied behind her back. She was under orders never to cover her pussy or her chest.

Onlookers would stop and stroke her, running their fingers across her skin. They’d tease her, tweaking her nipples until she was moaning openly like a slut, humiliation staining her face as evenly as arousal stained her pussy. She hated it and loved it both, and by the time she finally stumbled to wherever she had been sent, she’d be utterly spent.

But there was no such thing as an easy task, and she would probably then be bent over a desk, or fucked next to a window. Sometimes, people would break out the toys until she squealed and begged for mercy while at others, she’d find herself on her knees with a cock in her mouth.

In the present, her lower lips were gradually pushed aside. The man’s cock sank deeper and deeper inside of her as her hands balled into fists. Her body trembled, aching pleasure surged through her lower self.

Suddenly, the man’s hand came down sharply! A flash of pain exploded through her as he slapped her ass. At the same time, his hips thrust, Lucy’s body began to melt, and his cock sheathed itself inside of her. It felt so good, it felt so good. How could she have ever resisted this?

Her body moved, her hips swaying back and forth. The man was grunting, thrusting now, his piston-like motions picking up speed and energy. Each one seemed to penetrate her more deeply, drawing out more heat and pleasure than she thought she could stand. Her clit was burning for attention and one of her hands fell between her legs. Her long, deft fingers teased it. Every probing touch felt like a bolt of lightning.

“Oh, oh, oh fuck,” she moaned. She didn’t even know who was fucking her today, but she didn’t care. Their cock was hard, it felt so good. It filled her with pleasure, a boiling ocean of ecstasy that swept across her mind. Each thrust sent her forward, jerking back and forth as she braced herself against the desk. His hand rose and fell, delivering sharp, painful slaps to her ass that made it jiggle and dance.

It was the most demeaning, humiliating thing she could think of. All of her plans, her career, all the respect she’d fought for, she had surrendered it all just to be the office whore. The little slut that did her work on her knees with cum leaking from her pussy.

A low whine escaped her lips, tumbling from her throat as her pussy gripped the man’s cock. One of his hands curled about her left breast, his fingers stroked her nipple. The touch elicited a long, low moan that made her all the more ashamed of what she had become.

Yet she could not stop.

His thrusts grew bolder, and her body responded, pressing herself against his cock. Her pussy was so wet, every repetition drove her closer and closer and closer to the edge. He was pounding her, fucking her, driving her wild. Heat boiled through her mind and body, and Lucy could only throw back her head and shout the words that had almost become her catchphrase since she had sent that email.

“I’m gonna cu-”

And then she woke up.

For a moment, Lucy lay in the bed covers, confusion danced across her face. What the hell…? Sleep clotted her eyes, and she rubbed them with one hand. The other fell to her pussy, the slightest touch of her fingers made her shiver.

She was wet. Of course.

Ever since that day with Michael, she’d slept naked. It just felt right given her new place in the world. Not the office fucktoy and plaything like she had been in her dreams, but certainly Michael’s. The days since she’d transferred to his department filled her mind, and she gave a happy little squirm. Her clit pulsed, and her fingers brushed it again, her eyes fluttered half closed at the feeling.

She wanted to throw the blankets off, spread her legs and tease her pussy until she came like a slut. But before she could even think to do that, her eyes caught sight of the alarm clock set on the desk beside her bed.

“Wait, what? Shit!”

She was up like a shot, a bolt of adrenaline earthing itself in her spine. The blankets cascaded off her naked body, but she had no time to be naughty now! She was late! She was so, so late! How had that even happened? The alarm was supposed to have gone off! Oh, she was gonna have such words with the shop where she'd bought it-

But later!

Right now, she had to hurriedly find her uniform, get dressed and get to work before her absence was noticed.

Why today of all days?!

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“You’re late.”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

She tried not to look at Michael as he crossed his arms. His unamused expression filled her with tightness. It had only been a few weeks since they had started to play together and she still didn’t know exactly what they were to one another. A couple? Friends with benefits? Random horny people?

She wasn’t sure, but that never stopped her from doing what she was told. The moment she arrived in the small, abandoned department that Michael ran, banished away to the back of the building, her heart never failed to skip a beat.

“Sir.”

“I’m sorry?” She looked at him confused.

“You forgot to call me sir. That’s two things you need to be punished for. Three if you don’t take off your clothes right this second.”

She flushed, her skin turning red.

“Isn’t today my performance evaluation? S-sir. Won’t someone from outside of the department be coming in?”

“They very much will,” Michael was smirking. A smile pulled at the corners of his lips. “But that’s no excuse not to obey the rules. Clothes off.”

That wasn’t fair! She hadn’t agreed to that! He couldn’t expect her to be naked in front of one of the other managers! Yes, she had naughty dreams about it, but she didn’t really want to be the office whore! Panic rose inside of her, and a tremble entered her limbs, but Michael spoke again, his voice now softer and far more gentle.

“Lucy, do you trust me?”

She looked away for a moment. Remembering the email he’d had her write renouncing her personhood. Setting herself up to be the office slut. Of course, he hadn’t allowed it to send but for a few precious moments, she’d thought he had.

She had thought that she had ruined her life, and it had both terrified and excited her. Slowly, she brought her eyes up, meeting Michael’s gaze again. her heart hammered and she nodded.

“I…I trust you,” she said.

“Then take off your clothes.”

And that was that. Lucy began to struggle out of her clothes. In the rush to get dressed earlier, she hadn’t bothered with a bra or panties, but her skin still prickled as she took off her blouse and pulled down her skirt. She felt hot, her clit was buzzing hungrily. Fear and arousal pulsed through her like the steady beat of her heart.

Michael watched, enjoying the show as he always did. He had an erection, his cock pressing at the inside of his pants. Normally he’d have it out by now but today it seemed was for her and her alone.

“You look amazing, my little office pet.”

She flinched, her eyes fell to the ground, but she couldn’t hold them there for long. Arousal surged within her, and she wondered what was wrong with her to get turned on by words like that.

But she couldn’t help it. Michael was everything she’d ever dreamed of. He controlled her, used her, commanded her. But was also gentle and caring, making sure her humiliations never went too far in this game they both played.

Did she love him? Lucy didn’t know. She’d never loved a man before. Not really. She’d used them. She’d had one-night stands with them. Even had a crush or two in her time.

But love? That was a powerful word and one she had never thought would apply to herself.

Yet perhaps she did…

Not knowing her thoughts, Michael gestured for her to follow, leading her into a small office to the side of the main hall. It was a cramped room, mostly taken up by an overly large desk. There were two chairs, one on either side and a window looking out into the street.

Beyond that, it was empty.

Michael gazed at the desk for a moment, shaking his head.

“I always did think the damn thing was too big. How did they even get it in here? But it’s useful for us now, Lucy. I want you under that desk. Your performance evaluation will start in, oh about five minutes. A manager is being sent to talk to me about how you’ve been fitting in. Erik, he’s called. I know him. We used to work together before, well, you know. We’re still friends.”

“Sir,” she said slowly. “You want me to be naked here, under the desk while you’re talking about me?”

“Doesn’t the thought make you horny? Doesn’t it make your slutty little pussy buzz? But that’s not all I want you to do.”

He reached into his pocket, coming out with a roll of paper that he handed to her.

“Unfurl it and read once you are under the desk and Erik is here. Not one moment sooner.”

She nodded, but he caught her eye.

“Not one moment, Lucy. If you do, I promise you that the punishment will be one to remember.”

Her face coloured. How could he be talking to her like that? How could she just be taking it? And why, oh why, did it turn her on so much?

“Good girl,” he said, the words nearly made her melt. “Now get yourself all nice and comfy under the table. Erik could be here soon.”

Erik indeed did not take too long, and no sooner had Lucy found herself crouched under the table than did the door creak open. Her hands clenched, and she closed her eyes. Trying to forget her nudity for a moment. But it was impossible, her pussy was tingling, waves of heat wafted between her legs. Her face was red, and she knew there was no hiding from it.

She was naked under a table while two managers were about to discuss her future. Had she ever seen herself ending up like this?

She looked down, seeing the rolled-up paper that Michael had given her. Slowly, ever so carefully, she unrolled it and when she saw the message he had left there. Her heart almost stopped! He wanted her to do what?! Panic spiking, she looked away and then back again, as if it would somehow change its meaning.

But the words remained the same.

“Erik!”

Michael’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “It’s been far too long. How are you? How have you been?”

“I’ve been good,” Erik said. His voice was deeper than Michael’s, with a more gravelly tone. She imagined he was a bit older. Six or seven years, perhaps? “How about you? It’s been a long time since the incident. I hope you have been looking after yourself.”

“I have,” Michael’s tone was less warm now. “You know I was innocent. There was proof.”

“Not enough, I am afraid,” Erik said. “Believe me, if we could have cleared you we would have. But better for all involved that it not come up in public.”

“Better for the company, you mean?”

“Better for you too, Michael. Innocent or not, your reputation really would not survive.”

“That should have been my choice to make,” Michael said. “Not yours or the companies.”

“Can you say you would have decided differently?”

“That’s not the point. The choice should have been mine.”

For a moment, Michael said nothing else, then with an audible effort, he wrenched the conversation back on track. “You’re here about Lucy, aren’t you? Her review.”

“That’s correct. Shall we take a seat?”

“Please do.”

Lucy’s heart thundered. The paper was in her hand, Michael’s instructions perfectly clear. She knew she didn’t have to follow them. She could just stay here and do nothing. The meeting would be over soon.

She didn’t have to humiliate herself.

But she also knew she would. She swallowed, forcing her dry throat to work as one of the chairs was pulled out, A man sat in it, his legs spread. He was wearing jeans, not what Michael had been clad in before.

Erik, then.

She looked at the paper one last time.

“So, Erik, before we get started,” Michael said. “You should be aware that I have arranged something special for you. I think you’ll enjoy it quite a bit considering your, ah, proclivities.”

“Is that so? Do you have an intern under the desk again, Michael?” Erik laughed and after a moment, Michael joined in.

“I can say with one hundred percent confidence that I do not have an intern under the desk. Not that you complained last time. Nor did she in fact since it was her idea.”

“Ah yeah, I remember her. Susan right? She was fun! She got hired in the end, didn’t she?”

“I put in a good word for her. Back when my word meant something, I mean.”

Silently and slowly, Lucy crept forward. The man - Erik - was close now and she could see the bulge of his cock pressing against his pants. he wasn’t erect, or at least not yet but that started to change when she reached out. A trembling hand pulled at the zip of his jeans. Anxiety twisted within her like a knot. Was he going to notice?

Of course he did. As soon as she pulled on the zip, Erik made a thoughtful sound. She froze, waiting for him to demand to know what was happening or worse, check under the desk! What would she say if he found her naked crouched here? Oh god, her face was burning!

But Erik didn’t check. instead, he spread his legs a little as if to give her better access

“I see…” he said out loud. “Is that how it’s going to be? Let’s talk about this girl, Lucy. She’s been working with you for a while now. Very strange.”

“What’s so strange about it?” Michael asked innocently. “She has a good record, a history of exceptional work. Multiple promotions in the recent past, and praise from nearly all of her former overseers. All in all, an exceptional worker.”

“Exactly,” Erik said. “So why did she end up in a place like this? Let’s look at the record, she was driven, motivated, she wanted more. She has to know that if she stays here, she’s not going to see another promotion for quite some time. If ever. It’s a dead end.”

Tingles flowed through Lucy’s body, her hands trembled as she reached up, fingers pressing into the gap in Erik’s jeans. His cock was hardening already, and her hand closed around it, drawing it out of the hole so that she could see it.

He was slightly thinner than Michael, but longer. The tip of his cock throbbed a little, stiffening and hardening in response to her touch.

Oh god, was she really going to do this? She felt like such a slut!

“Let’s just say that she found a more motivating reason to stay,” Michael said. “You have her own statement to that effect, I assume?”

“Of course,” Erik said. “But that doesn’t mean her decision hasn’t turned some heads.”

“Oh I am sure it has,” Michael chuckled.

Meanwhile, Lucy was running her fingers across Erik’s cock. The tip throbbed, the skin warm to the touch as her fingers danced over it. He made a slight nose, a soft groan just barely covered by his words. He had gotten so hard.

She leaned forward, the soft breath from her mouth tickled Erik’s cock and the man gave a low sound of appreciation.

“You’re not going to explain?” Erik asked.

“Do I have to?” Michael countered. “Lucy is more than able to speak for herself. believe me, she can be quite…persuasive.”

“You don’t have to, but I am curious. How did you get her to want to stay in a place like this? What about if you tell me off the record? Strictly between us.”

Lucy was listening with half an ear, her lips were open now, and her tongue pressed outwards, caressing the head of Erik’s cock. The manager gave a low moan, he was obviously very turned on and she tasted him in her mouth. Her face was red, she was humiliated, naked under a table, sucking off a man she didn’t even know.

And she was so turned on too.

Before she could hesitate or have second thoughts, Lucy opened her mouth and closed her lips around Erik’s cock. He gave a start, a low moan rumbled from the back of his throat.

“I don’t know,” Michael said. “Can you keep a secret?”

Was he really going to tell him? Her heart rate spiked, but Lucy kept working, on her hands and knees, her mouth moving back and forth. Erik’s cock filled her throat, he was long and hard now. His taste sat upon her tongue. So eager and warm. She couldn’t believe she was doing it, but also couldn’t make herself stop. Her pussy felt so wet, so was glad for the cock in her mouth or she would have moaned for sure.

Her clitoris was hard and hot, the feeling throbbing through her very being.

She used her tongue to tease the tip of his cock, moving her head back and forth as if he was fucking her throat. The sound he made - a sort of groaning gasp - filled her with arousal.

“Something wrong?” Michael asked.

“N-nothing,” Erik said. “Yes, I can keep a secret! Tell me how you got the girl to stay here.”

“You absolutely sure?”

Lucy was moving her head faster now, her frustration and arousal boiling up in her motions. Erik’s cock was hard, it throbbed erotically in her mouth. Her tongue caressed the tip of his shaft while her lips rose and fell along his length.

“Yes, I can keep a secret.”

“Well,” and here Lucy, could just imagine Michael grinning from the sound of his voice. “So can I.”

Erik cursed, and Lucy didn’t know if it was because of the feeling of her mouth around his shaft or the trick Michael had just played. His hips were moving now, pressing his cock deeper into her throat. She was kneeling between his legs, her head bobbing back and forth. His arousal was growing and growing. his cock pressed down her throat, and she felt for sure that he’d cum soon. He’d cum in her mouth and not even know who she was.

Erik moaned, the sound soft and low, but edged with animal need. his hands at his sides had curled into fists, and he was breathing quickly.

“Now,” Michael said. “Let’s talk about Lucy. Her evaluation. I have already given you the written report, of course, but for the sake of the verbal record, she is a motivated woman who knows exactly what she wants. Her eye is very much on the prize.”

Lucy moved faster. She couldn’t hold back anymore, one of her hands rose, playing with her chest. Pinching and caressing her nipples as the other sank lower. It brushed against her clit, and a shiver raced through her whole body. She was so turned on, she just wanted to cum!

“She is talented in many ways,” Michael went on. “A woman of many skills. She’d be a prize in any department but especially in mine with my limited numbers. yes indeed, I have put her to quite a lot of use.”

Lucy was grinding forward now, grunting around Erik’s cock. her fingers were exploring herself, touching, caressing and teasing but her focus was on him. His cock was the only thing on her mind besides the expanding bloom of pleasure that filled out her body and made her nerves crackle for more.

“S-so it seems…” Erik gasped. “Is…is that her under the table?”

“I have no idea what you mean,” Michael said. “That would be totally improper.”

“O-of course…”

Erik’s voice was strained now, she could tell that he was close. The motion of her mouth, of her lips, of her tongue filled his cock with tingling delight, and his laboured breathing was more than enough to let her know just how much he was enjoying this.

“Lucy is also intelligent and loyal,” Michael went on. “Quick-witted, resourceful and very good looking. You can be sure I am very happy she has chosen to stay in my department.”

She moved faster, desperation making her frantic. Her eyes squeezed shut, and her movements became quick, Erik was close too, and as her tongue played across the tip of his shaft, he loosed a grunt and came. Lucy’s mouth was filled and she gagged, but the feeling was more than enough to set her off, and an explosive orgasm rippled through her body like a chain of broiling detonations.

Lucy moaned like a slut, her legs shaking, Erik’s cum dripping from her lips. She half collapsed, using one arm to support herself as the orgasm raged through her body.

And then it was over, and soon enough, Erik was standing up and redoing his pants. He didn’t even bother to look under the desk, simply shaking hands with Michael and leaving.

“A very stimulating review,” he joked. “I see you haven’t lost your touch when it comes to unorthodox methods of persuasion.”

They shared a laugh and then Erik was gone. Only then did Michael look under the table, gesturing for her to clamber out and rise to her feet. Lucy did so on shaking legs, her chest rose and fell, the soaking signs of her orgasm clung to her pussy, and she wiped Erik’s cum away from her mouth with one arm.

“A perfect look for you, my pet,” Michael said. “Did you enjoy your punishment for being late?”

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well I didn't expect this work to get a second chapter, but a kind and anonymous reader decided that they would commission one and I am very glad that they did! I think it turned out super well, so if you enjoyed this chapter, please give them a thanks!