T & A, Q & A

“Any questions?” Debbi said, praying the question would be met with silence. There was no such luck as many hands shot up instantly. Debbi sighed and selected the first questioner. “Yes? What's your question?” “Yeah, um, so do you have a boyfriend?” The scruffy bearded man inquired. “Oh, I actually meant questions about..” Debbi was cut off for the umpteenth time by Angela “There are no stupid questions Debbi, these secretaries & warehouse workers may not have your high class educational and professional background, but please answer all questions respectfully.”

“Um, no I don’t have a boyfriend.” Debbi replied quietly. The men became a little rowdy at this answer, perhaps one of them could do the honors of changing it. Eager to move on Debbi pointed to the next raised hand. “How often do you finger yourself?” Debbi was taken aback, surely Angela did not expect her to answer such a personal question? The look on Angela’s face however told Debbi otherwise. “I uh, occasionally masturbate, just like everyone else...” Debbi was almost whispering now. “Do speak up Deb, its important everyone hears the answers.” Angela chided. Debbi had no intention of repeating herself, and simply called on the next inquisitor. “Do you have any toys?” Debbi’s shiny metallic friend immediately came to her mind. “Umm.. I think what toys I own are my personal business.” the laughter that followed made Debbi realize her mistake. Having inadvertently admitted to owning multiple toys in the first place.

Hopeful to escape this perverted line of questioning Debbi next called on one of the women from the office. “So how big is your largest toy?” Debbi was shocked, what was with this place? “I’m..uh..I’m not sure.” She answered truthfully. What did they think she was some kind of nymphomaniac? The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, looking down at her still exposed breasts beneath her blazer, and remembering the view of her lower bits they had all just shared, that was exactly what they thought. Angela had really stitched her up this time, these people obviously thought she was some sort of exhibitionist sex maniac who was doing all this willingly!

When Debbi, lost in thought, failed to call on anyone, the next question was simply shouted out. “Can you fit this in your pizdá?” It was Vladimir, holding up a comically large dildo. A choirs of laughter broke out among the mob. Debbi glared silently, she was not going to dignify this asshole’s ridiculous inappropriate question with a response. What was he even doing with something like that at this, his workplace. Their staring contest was broken when Angela calmly retrieved the outrageous sex toy from Vlad’s grip. “Here you are Deb, why don’t you give it a go?”

Was this a joke? On top of all the indignities she had already suffered Angela expected her to insert this enormous thing up inside herself? And in front of all these people?! Angela’s stone-faced expression told Debbi, there was no joke, indeed she expected Debbi to stuff the large toy up her vaginal canal. Debbi grabbed the toy angrily, turning her back to the crowd. This of course was met with moans and groans as they’d all hoped to see a show. They got over it quickly however as they all stood silently in great anticipation, would she really do it? Would the classy business woman in the fancy (partial) suit, who’d just lectured them on respect & professionalism, really put that big dildo up her twat?

Debbi’s ridiculous knickers fell to the ground and the silence was broken. Cheers went up immediately, she was actually going to do it! Still facing away from the group Debbi began slowly inserting this monster, stopping about half way to catch her breath, damn this thing was big! With a few small grunts Debbi **** the object the rest of the way, until only is small base was visible, the rest hidden deep in Debbi’s love tunnel. Debbi spun around triumphantly, placing her hands on her hips, desperately attempting not to let the extraordinary humiliation she felt show on the surface. She wouldn’t give Vladimir the satisfaction!