Interview Prep

As you finish up the work for the rest of the day, you can't help but dread meeting Rosa for her interview and then the rather unknown fresh college graduate. You decide to distract yourself with work as much as you can, but you cannot help but keep on eye on the clock as it ticks down to further exposure. As you approach the 3pm the time of the first meeting, you get a ping from Rachel.

Rachel: Hi John, could you join us in the conference room, we want to have a team huddle before the interviews.

You sigh, finishing up what you were working on, before heading to the conference room, the site of the all hands meeting. Memories rush of the last time you were in this room, with all the girls with their hands all over you for the pictures. As you push open the door, you see the 3 other members of the committee - Rachel, Marina and Lisa. And they are putting up a picture along with the pictures from the other all hands. Just as you enter, they take their hands off the frame and Rachel turns around and says, "What do you think John? I think it's the best team picture so far!"

You are confronted with the image of being taken advantage of - you see your face curled up in a fake smile, with true joy on the other faces in the picture, even on Jules, who stood, covering her own nudity using your body. While your cock was covered, very little was left to the imagination. "What's the matter John?" Marina says, grabbing your shaft and pulling you forward, "Can't see it well enough? We asked what you think"

Jerked forward by the pull, you orient yourself and give a half hearted thumbs up. Rachel claps her hands together, "Great! They're also up on the website! Shall we get started then?"

You all take a seat, Rachel sitting at the head of the table with Lisa on one side and Marina the other. Marina had dragged you next to her. Rachel discusses Rosa's credentials - she had been a rising star in sales in a couple of companies at this point, her experience was perfect. After everyone agreed they liked her, Rachel looked at you and said, "Now to the important bit"

That felt ominous. Just as she finished saying it, you feel Marina's hand once again retake your cock, slowly and sensually stroking it under the table. Marina whispers, "I think she's talking about this bit"

"John, will you please stand up" Rachel said sternly. You comply, your cock still being fondled and stroked by Marina. You see both Rachel and Lisa's mouth curl up in a sultry smirk.

As you feel the sensual stroking on your cock, Rachel begins to speak, "Thank you so much, John, for bearing with us as we figure all this out! But, what I realized was that if I let Marina loose on you for the entire interview, you'll probably end up spurting during the interview, and that won't be good for anyone now, would it?"

Before you can take in the bold language Rachel is using, you notice that Marina is stroking faster now. Rachel continues, "So, here's what we settled on. Marina has agreed to not touch you during the interviews. But, in exchange, you have to agree to a few things. First, you agree to help us test the girls on how they would cope with the incentive system. Second, we will standardize your punishment for ejaculating will be a single additional task/punishment, decided upon by me and the C-suite team. That way you don't have to worry about that looming over your head the whole time!"

Marina was really going to town on you at this point. You are leaning forward, almost on your tiptoes, trying your best to avoid the seemingly inevitable. You manage to ask, "What kind of tests am I agreeing to during the interviews?"

"Tsk Tsk Tsk," Lisa said, chiming in for the first time, "you should already know by now!"

Rachel then spoke, "As always, it's no fun if we just tell you!"

You're really close to spurting your load all over the table. Rachel pushes a pen and paper in front of you, a contract to sign. Marina stands up and whispers in your ear, "Sign, and I have to stop. Don't sign, and your amazing cock is going to burst, and then we own you."

You pick up the pen, riding the edge and scribble your signature on the paper. Just as your pen leaves the paper, Marina lets go off your cock, leaving it throbbing and leaking. Everyone is quiet and admiring the view. This quiet is interrupted by a ping on Rachel's phone.

"Looks like Rosa is here. I'll just ask them to send her in." Rachel says.