Next week at the office

Emily:

My holes were a mess after the endless gangbang, endless blowbang, endless facials. That weekend was the most exhilarating experience of my life. Unending sensation that I could not stop. They kept me bound in stress positions using my mouth and ass for their own selfish needs. I was glazed with cum all over. I was a fleshlight, a cocksleeve. My pussy was so thirsty for the cock that would not fill it, my clit untouched, dripping wet as dick after dick pounded into my ass. My eyes unseeing, blacked out, glazed with cum. I drifted off into uneasy sleep at times, but woke up again with cock deep inside me. I fed on endless cum.

The dom let me take a cold shower at the end. I scratched and scraped at the layer of encrusted dried cum on my face until finally it came off, and then at last took out the blackout lenses. A ruined slut stared back at me from the mirror. I fingerbanged myself to a ruined release in his bathroom, and then I took a cab home.

After taking a couple sick days, I felt almost whole again. I moisturized my skin, got a massage, got my hair done, got a mani-pedi. My well-fucked asshole had almost stopped gaping since the weekend. I put on makeup, and I went back to my office.

The boys were distracted in the morning meeting. Someone kept snickering and chuckling, and everything took longer than usual. In the afternoon, I was getting something in the supplies room when Gabe surprised me. "You know, you can be a real bitch, Emily," he said. "But I've figured out why you are such a bitch. You do know why you are such a bitch, don't you?"

I shook my head. I wanted to escape, but Gabe was between me and the shut door. I went to slap him, but he caught my hand and showed me his phone. Staring back at me was a naked slut, kneeling among anonymous strangers. Both her eyes were glazed over with so much cum they were white. That woman was me.

"That's your new profile pic, Emily," Gabe told me. "I like it because it shows the real you. That's what you really are. A dumb little cocksocket only good for taking cum. And that's why you are such a bitch all the time. It's your way of hiding how much you need to be bent over a table and fucked."

I felt myself get weak in the knees. I should have screamed, but my pussy betrayed me. I flushed with red hot arousal. Things were out of my control. Gabe was leering at me. I was helplessly wet. I hated myself.

"I'm starting a new project at work, Emily. Do you know what's it's called?"

I shook my head.

"It's called Project Stop Being Such a Bitch, Emily. Whenever you act like a bitch, I'm going to tell you to stop being such a bitch, and you are going to shut the fuck up and present your holes for fucking. Do you understand?"

I nodded, hopelessly aroused at how trapped I was.

"Show me. Stop being such a bitch, Emily," he said and looked at me. "That means present your holes."

Flushed with embarrassment, I unzipped my skirt and stepped out. I then closed my eyes and pulled down my thong, exposing my freshly shaved pussy. It had felt like self-care when I shaved myself, but did I just do it because I was a slut that wanted to be fucked? Gabe thought so. I certainly was wet enough to be fucked.

"You are still being a bitch, Emily. Really bend over and show me those holes."

I turned around and leaned over, exposing the jewelled plug in my still recovering ass. My eyes were closed. When I opened them, I saw Gabe taking a pic of ass, pussy, and face, lewdly bent over at my workplace.