Prepping for the Meeting.

"Good, know you place." You say with stern authority. "You'll run everything like you always done before. I run you. Understand Susan?"

With that, you jab your cock up Susan's ass causing to whimper in painful desire. "...ow....yes.."

"Excellent. Carla, Melissa, can you please come in and lock the door behind you."

A panicked look come on Susan's face. "No please I don't want to be seen like this."

The door opens, Carla and Melissa walk in and lock the door behind them. They both move up to the front of the desk smiling, happy to be there. The sight of Susan bent over her desk with your cock rammed right up her ass doesn't disturb them in the least.

You jab yourself again up Susan's ass. "Don't worry. They're with me. I'll demonstrate. Would you girls wave to me." They wave their hands hello. "Not convinced? Okay, Carla, Melissa, unbutton your blouses, then I want you to pop each others tits out of the bra." Melissa and Carla casually unbutton their blouses, then with loving care they reach over to each other pulling the other's tits out of their bras. They then faced back to you, their tits out in the open, goosebumping as the cold air conditioned air touches their skin. You jab Susan one more time for good meausre. "Move in any way and I'll make you regret it."

You withdraw your hardness from Susan's tight ass. Without a care, you walk over to Carla and Melissa and move Carla to the desk to prop her up on it. You spread Carla's legs wide and see the glory between her legs (since you already have her panties stuffed in your pocket) and proceed to fuck her hard in front of Susan's terrified face. A few pumps into fucking Carla. "Melissa, get on the floor and masterbate now."

Susan's eyes followed Melissa as she instantly drops to the floor. She pulls up her skirt and yanks her panties to one side with one hand as the other hand begins to strum herself to bliss.

Petrified, all Susan could do was stay exactly where she was at. Bent over her desk, bare assed, while you defile Carla and Melissa in front of her eyes.

"Have I made my point?" Susan quickly nods yes. "Alright then." You pull out of Carla and help her stand back up and give her a peck to the cheek. "Carla, can you get Susan a nice blouse. She needs to look good for the meeting.

"Sure, there's a small apartment in this office with a bathroom."

"Perfect, Carla clean yourself up then pick out something nice for Susan and help her get dressed. Now if she fights you, smack her good for me. Can you do this for me, please. Giving Carla your doe-eyed look.

Carla smiles back and hugs you. "Of couse I'd be happy to do what you want.

You turn your attention to Susan, your doe-eyed look turns to a stern stare. Susan flinches at your look. "Clean up and get dressed. We have a meeting to run and I guess we're already late." Carla takes Susan by the hand and both go into the bathroom. It wasn't even ten seconds after the door was closed when you hear a sharp smack and a yelp of pain from Susan.

Feeling good on how this is turning out. You look down at Melissa, lying flat on her back on the floor. Her legs were up high and wide as she fingered herself. You can see her quickening, her mouth wide as she sucks in her breath. "Hooold it." You tell her. "Faster." Melissa's fingers moved faster. Her legs quivering against the pleasure building between her legs. "Hoooooold it." You tell her again. "Faster......faster." You say, egging her on. Melissa's face was twisted in ecstasy, her eyes squinted shut. You kneel down close by Melissa's ear. You lips barely touching her ear when you whisper. "......cum...."

Melissa screams as she's cums. Her whole body twitching for almost a half a minute before she could even open her eyes and move. You help her up from the floor and then both go over to the bathroom. Carla was already straightened out and Susan was putting on a different blouse when you walk in.

Taking the center of the floor, you stretch out your arms outward from the sides. "Clean me up. I need to look good for this emergency meeting." Like bees, Carla and Melissa swarm around you cleaning you up. Susan slowly walks with her head down to the bedroom and comes back with dress slacks and shirt. (Presumably her husband's clothes.). Though not a perfect fit. You sport the baggy look well. Susan splashes a little cologne on you and your ready for the meeting. Taking Melissa on one arm and Carla on the other. "Susan, lead the way."