Grace in trouble

Grace self consciously tugged her shirt down. That that it would do any good. Thanks to her stripper trait she felt fine about the amount of skin she had exposed from a personal perspective, but after yesterday she didn't relish showing up to work like this

She was afraid of developing a reputation. No, she already had one. She was just afraid of it getting worse. As a young female intern, and a minority to boot, she had worked so hard to be taken seriously. Now she feared people only saw her as a slut, or worse, a whore.

She has carefully avoided talking to people on the way to work, but it took only seconds for her to slip up and make a request once she got there.

She was nearly at the elevator when the doors started to close. Instinctively she called out, "Hold the elevator please."

"Of course." Came the reply. The doors reopened and Grace made it inside. Only one other person was there, Faith, the IT manager. "And in exchange could I touch your chest?"

Grace nodded automatically, "Yes."

Faith practically giggled as she reached out with both hands to squeeze Grace's tits. Afterwards she put her hands down at her sides and smiled, "You are just so hot. Sorry, that's inappropriate," she bit her lip and hummed, "Well...if you ever decide to, well..., switch teams..." The elevator dinged, "Oh this is my stop. Bye." Faith hurried out.

Grace rode the elevator alone up to her floor. As she exited she was immediately greeted by her boss. He had a sour look on his face, "Follow me." He ordered.

Without another word her turned and walked away. Grace followed sullenly. He led her to a conference room and she was dismayed to see Mary sitting there. He shut the door behind her and gestured for her to sit.

"Mary came to me with some disturbing allegations about your behavior. You have been a little... adventurous lately but I believe you still have a lot to contribute here. I convinced Mary to have a private chat with us before she reports the incident to HR. This is your one and only chance to explain."

Grace nodded, "Thank you sir."

Mary huffed, "Honestly I don't know why I agreed to this farce," She stared at Grace, "It's hard enough making it as a woman in the workplace without...harlots," she said the last word full of hatred, "Like you making things worse. I was so stunned I didn't even know how to react...and pretending to not speak English? For shame "

Grace blushed. It was true, but still...

"Now Mary you promised you'd let her explain..." Grace's boss started.

"What's there to explain? I saw her sneaking out with her face covered in...well, you know." Mary said angrily.

Grace decided it was time to fight back, "No Mary. I don't know. What do you allege I was covered in?"

Mary's face went red, "Semen!" She hissed.

Grace nodded, "So you believe you saw a woman who looked a lot like me running away after...she was assaulted?"

Mary looked aghast, "What? No. It was you and...and..."

Grace adopted a stern tone, "So when you saw a young woman in trouble, having been attacked by many men you called the police right?" Mary didn't reply so Grace continued, "the building security?" Mary still didn't reply, "So you...ignored her?"

"No...I..." Mary was losing her anger and confusion was building. She didn't know how to argue with Grace but still knew she was right, "No. Don't try to twist this. It was you. And everyone knows you're a slut!"

"Mary!" Grace's boss said.

"Sorry but...look at how she is dressed!" Mary insisted.

"Really Mary, it's 2024, are you really going to be like that? How about we all just forget about this whole thing and get back to work?"

"Yes of course." Mary said.

"I agree. Great idea Grace." Her boss said

Oh no. She'd been doing so well arguing without the choker. But now she'd done it. She'd made both of them agreed with her.

"In exchange..." Mary began, "I want you to dress conservatively at work."

"And I want you to..." Her boss said, "Suck my cock whenever I ask during work hours."

Grace's eyes went wide, "Of course..." She looked at Mary, "You're ok with this?"

Mary nodded, "Why wouldn't I be? It's a fair trade. I don't even remember why we're here...but ya, it's only right that you suck his cock whenever he asks."

Grace nodded, this choker has really come through for her. "Er hm," her boss coughed. She looked at him and he pointed down. His cock was out and already hard, "I'll have my first one now."

Grace sank to her knees and got to work.