I don't get the chance to do either.

I was on my hands and knees trying to pull up my knickers. "I'm sorry," I blurted, "I was looking for some copier paper when the light blew. I didn't mean to snoop. I just heard you and then when I saw what you were doing I was too embarassed to..."

"Shut up!" Mr Connor looked really angry. He had pulled out of Rose and advanced towards me. He looked oblivious to his penis, which stuck out large and menacingly in front of him. I glanced at Rose. She was straightening her clothes. She did not look at me.

Mr Connor stood in front of me. I made to get up. "Stay where you are." He is a big man and standing there, his thick prick (wet with Rose's natural juices) pointing at me, he looked very angry and frightening. I sank back to my knees. "Bring me the restraints Rose," he said. Rose opened a cabinet behind her desk and brought out a small black case which she handed to Mr Connor.

"Please Mr Connor, I won't tell..." I started but he cut me off.

"I said shut up and I meant it," I was stunned as the back of his hand struck my face. I fell to the floor and when I regathered my wits he had taken a pair of handcuffs from the case and clipped them around my right wrist. I tried to pull away but he bent my arms up behind my back hurting me . He cuffed my hands together.

I could feel myself starting to panic. I attempted to get to my feet. I started shouting "Help me, someone..." Mr Connor seized me by the hair and jerked my head back cutting off my cry. He **** something into my mouth and tied it behind my head. It felt like some sort of gag but made from a rubber ball. He let me fall heavily to the floor. I tried to yell but it was no good, the gag muffled my cries. He made Rose bind my feet with a length of white cord.

Then he stood above me as I lay on the floor. "You silly girl. I liked the look of you when you joined us but I hadn't planned on using you just yet. Never mind though. Now you just lay there while I enjoy Rose. It'll give you a taste of what's in store."

"Rose, lay back on the desk with your head towards me," he ordered.

"Please, Mr Connor, don't make me do that." Rose was pleading. She was an attractive woman in her thirties. She normally looked so confident around the office. I was shocked to she her so afraid.

"On the desk bitch," he stepped towards her and she quickly did as he said laying on her back with her head off the edge looking towards him and me. My eyes met hers for a moment and she looked away as if ashamed. "Now Rose, show our little newcomer just how much you can take down your throat."

She opened her mouth really wide dropping her head back as far as it could go. Mr Connor put the head of his penis into her mouth. He pushed in until his head was at the back of Rose's throat. Her face was red and she reached up to take hold of his cock with her hands. She seemed to swallow and swallow again. With great difficulty she managed to feed him in a couple of inches. She was breathing deeply through her nose, her breathing coming in ragged sharp intakes. Mr Connor held her head with both hands and pushed into her. Her eyes widened and I could see the panic on her face. She started to struggle as his cock slipped in another couple of inches. He paused. "Breath then bitch," I heard him say and she drew a couple of hurried breaths.

Mr Connor laughed and then started to slowly fuck Rose's throat. He was slowly pushing his penis further in. Rose was giving muffled sounds of protest but he paid no attention. He leant forward and ripped open her blouse. She was a busty woman and I could she her breasts heaving against her pretty white laced bra. Mr Connor gave an extra hard shove and the last of his cock slipped in. All ten inches was in Rose's mouth and throat. She was moaning and trying to push him back but he easily caught her hands and held them.

He turned and looked at me. "Think you could do that, my little pussy?" he asked.

I just shook my head in horror. He laughed and turned back to Rose. "Take a deep breath Rose," he said holding still. I heard Rose drawing in a couple of sharp breaths. Mr Connor then started fucking her throat again pushing his cock in as far as he could. His balls were pressed against Rose's face and I wondered whether she could even draw a breath through her nose. He was fucking her steadily, his rhythm getting a little faster as his excitement built. His breathing had quickened. He pulled Rose's bra up with one hand. She had her arms around him, holding him as tight as she could. She later told me that each time he thrust into her it made her feel like she would never breath again and she did not want him coming out too far as when he thrust in again it made it even worse. He was squeesing her breasts, his fingers and thumbs tight around her nipples pulling and twisting them. Rose was writhing with the pain. Mr Connor looked like he was about to come but suddenly, to my surprise, he pulled out of Rose, pulled her hands off him and left her **** and gasping for breath on the desk.

He turned and advanced towards me his thick penis engorged and twitching in front of him. The skin had pulled back from the head which was swollen and purple. I could see big veins standing out along it's length. It looked horrible and I could imagine what he was going to do. I tried to wriggle away from him. He laughed and pushed me onto my back. He straddled my chest, his huge thing above my face. "I've got something for you," he chuckled. I tried to throw him off me but he was far too heavy. "Get over here Rose," he ordered. She dragged herself to her feet and managed to stumble over to us. She was drawing deep breaths, her chest heaving. I could do nothing but lay there. I was terrified he was going to do to me what he had just done to Rose. I was finding it hard enough to breath around the ball gag in my mouth.

"Make me cum on her face," he told Rose. She put both her hands around his large penis and directing it at my face, started to wank him. It was so disgusting. I couldn't believe this could be happening. I did not want to believe it. I struggled and writhed and he just grinned at me. "Shall I fuck you?" he said. I shook my head shouting through the gag. He smiled, "Not yet, I'll save that for later." His breath was coming fast.

Rose was wanking him quickly. One hand was tight around him just below the helmet of his cock, rubbing over it as her hand moved up and down. The other was tight behind it. He stared to buck his hips, "I want it all on her face!" he managed to get out as thick strings of spunk started to spew from his cock. I closed my eyes but felt it landing on lips and my cheeks. As I breathed in some went up one nostril and I sneezed. As my head spasmed forward I felt his wet cock touch my eye lid. It was horrid. He was wiping his cock on my face. I shook my head then held it back trying to get away from his foul prick. I felt it on my neck and then felt some of his cum running down my neck into my hair. I couldn't hold back any longer. I started to sob.