Epilogue: Asian spank slut perfection

Bella obviously meant to cause trouble for you when she advertised your sexual availability to the whole company, but her plan backfired spectacularly. Sure, you rarely leave the building anymore and spend nearly every waking moment either pleasuring your colleagues or being soundly spanked or (best of all) both, but nobody will hear you complaining, even when you're not deep throating the next dick. Not that you didn't enjoy your old job, but you're far happier getting double penetrated while somebody flicks clothes pegs off your nipples with a riding crop. The best thing of all is that due to a fairly throwaway rule you jotted down, none of this has been a detriment to your career. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Your first promotion saw you move to Human Resources to head up the newly formed Company Morale Unit, staffed by like-minded Asian sluts and wannabe Asian sluts. Your office contains a futon, bondage swing and spanking bench alongside the more traditional furniture and no prizes for guessing which get used more. Under your tutelage, Peter gained the skills he needed to take over from you when you left, but he still drops by frequently for advice and a decent thrashing. Somebody who drops by even more often, nearly every day after work in fact, is Diana, usually with her new girlfriend in tow. They met when the latter was interviewing you for a piece in the paper about the company's progressive sexual policies and although she's not an employee, she's been more than happy to try out your services on a regular basis.

Since you're living in the office now, you've rented your old flat. Zarine was looking to move out of home and seemed the perfect tenant. Unfortunately, she soon found that your neighbours were a bunch of perverts who certainly couldn't be trusted to pick out clothes for her if she wanted to maintain any sense of decency, so after a few weeks of coming to work naked, she asked Dave, of all people, to move in with her. They're definitely, absolutely, positively not a couple, but since your flat only has one bed, they're obviously sleeping together. From what you've seen, Dave's been dressing her as demurely as a petite, small breasted Asian woman could possibly hope.

Incidentally, you found out why Sylvia Dane was so mean to her when she first arrived. It turns out, her breasts are almost as ticklish as the Asian girl's and she was just trying to give herself a break. Zarine quickly made friends with her colleagues and they decided it was more fun to tickle the boss, after all. Sylvia left the company to join an all female start up shortly after your promotion and Zarine aced the interview to take over. Not only that, but when Mr. R. was promoted to General Manager of one of the satellite offices, she got his job, too, the youngest woman in the company ever to reach that level. Bella (who also applied) was absolutely furious at being snubbed and since then, Zarine has very subtly undermined the woman who added to her ticklish torment on her first day. Nothing Bella can prove, which just makes her even more annoyed, but enough to give you and Zarine immense satisfaction when she visits you to tell you about her latest wheeze.

You've recently accepted another promotion, to Global Ambassador for the company's brand. Having won industry awards for its innovative policies in dealing with the growing issue of orgasms in the workplace, the board of directors decided it was time to turn this goodwill into market leadership and who better to lead the charge than the poster girl for the benefits of continuous, long term orgasm denial: you. Over time, you've become inured to the relentless frustration of constant teasing and edging without relief, because you've not been allowed even one orgasm since the day you found the Rulebook. Though, when you think back now, the Rulebook seems more like a dream and you sometimes can't believe the world wasn't always like this.

You've not seen the Rulebook for ages. It might have been lost somewhere in the shift between offices, or maybe it never existed at all outside your imagination. If it's still around, the rules you made should prevent anybody else using it or even noticing it at all and you can't fathom any reason you'd want to change the rules ever again. With the pay increases, virtually no outgoings thanks to living in the office, wise investments and the rent from your flat, you're confident you'll be able to retire as soon as you're ready, but for now, you can't imagine a better life for an incorrigible Asian spank slut than the one you're living right now.