Investigating the Ring

Nicola sat on the floor of the semi clean bar with her legs spread wide apart and two fingers inserted into her pussy. She was using her other hand to massage her nipples, something she knew would help to get her off quickly. The sooner this ordeal was over the better.

It was hard to feel horny in this scenario. Nicola was someone who needed the mood to be right in order to get herself off and being naked in a dog collar in front of a group of clothed men she found physically repellent wasn't really doing it for her. Nonetheless she knew her own body well enough that she was able to manipulate it into doing what was required to satisfy David's fantasy and conclude this nightmare.

Nicola closed her eyes and thought more deeply about some of those dirty fantasies she had been **** to reveal to this room of strangers earlier. She found she was able to tune out the din of the room and hone in on those beautifully disgusting thoughts and the wonderful sensations they were causing in her body. She realised with irony that she was being degraded in some of her own favourite fantasies too, but by much hotter men and in ways she found much sexier. And besides, fantasy and reality are two very different things.

Eventually Nicola had zoned out to the point where she may as well have just been masturbating at home. She began to groan and exhale heavily as she massaged her clitoris and felt her bodily fluids start to dribble down her fingers. Ignoring her surroundings and surrendering to her natural, feminine urges Nicola continued to pleasure herself loudly and unashamedly until her juices were flowing onto the carpet below her and she was screaming in ecstasy. Finally, exhausted, gasping and fully satisfied, Nicola opened her eyes.

Those few men in the room who didn't currently have their hands otherwise engaged were applauding her and David was proudly proclaiming Nicola to be the greatest "act" the group had ever seen. He walked over and handed her some tissues to clean herself up with. Released from her obligation to satisfy David and coming to terms with what she had just done Nicola sheepishly accepted them and attempted to clean herself with as much dignity as she could manage.

"Nicola, I don't know what to say that was incredible" David was still grinning from ear to ear with delight "I can't say I was expecting you to go through with this, but I want you to know you have given us all the night of our lives. Needless to say, if you were ever willing to do that again we would be more than happy to pay..."

"I think this was a one off deal" Nicola cut him off as she stood up and slipped back into her panties.

"Well, I'm more grateful than you will ever know" David smiled, clasping a hand appreciatively on Nicola's bare shoulder "You know, I completely got you wrong Nicola. I always thought you were a bit of a selfish bitch if I'm being completely honest. I also thought you were after my job. But I know now that you can't be. Not after letting me make a video of what you just did."

Nicola smiled weakly as her boss winked and went back into basking in the appreciation he was receiving for her performance. She had quickly built up a devoted fan club too, many of whom were offering her crazy sums of money for private sessions. She probably could have quit working and done this for a living if it wasn't the worst thing she had ever had to experience in her life.

Safely back home in her comfortable t-shirt and panties Nicola sat at her laptop and googled cursed rings. She felt a fool for doing so, and her initial search results were bringing up little more than fairy stories and obvious hoaxes. However, when she started adding other terms like "sexual", "submissive" and "desires" she did find something that caught her attention. There was a story of an Egyptian king hundreds of years ago who had gifted his cheating wife with a cursed ring which **** her to fulfil one sexual fantasy for every man who commented on it. That sounded eerily familiar, but what really sent a chill down Nicola's spine was when she scrolled down to find an artists impression of what was undeniably the ring she was wearing! How it had ended up in a shop near her work thousands of miles away was anybodies guess, but it was too much of a coincidence to ignore.

In a state of shock Nicola began tugging violently at the cursed item that had caused her to sexually humiliate herself twice now with two separate colleagues. It wouldn't budge. She also discovered that covering it with a glove didn't work, the ring just pushed itself through the fabric and was as noticeable as ever.

There was absolutely no way Nicola could go back to the office while she was still wearing the ring. David certainly owed her one after tonight so she sent him an email explaining that she was unwell and wouldn't be coming in to work tomorrow. She then had to figure out who could help rid her of the embarrassing curse she had unwittingly brought upon herself. One option was to find someone who could forcibly cut the ring off her. However, not only did that sound potentially unsafe, but according to the article, the former Queen had tried that several times to no avail. Apparently even when she had someone attempt to remove her finger it proved impossible.

The only other route Nicola could think to go down was the supernatural one. She had always found the idea of witchcraft absurd and anyone who claimed to practice it delusional at best and a charlatan at worst. Her experiences over the past couple of days, however, had **** her to rethink that stance. She was going to have to find someone who was neither a lunatic nor a con artist but with an actual understanding of curses and how to remove them. That wasn't going to be an easy task, but she had no other option but to try.

Mentally and physically exhausted Nicola resolved to start the search first thing tomorrow morning. Right now she was ready for bed.