Your cock feels like it's going to fall off.

It's close to the end of the business day, which you can tell from the fading light coming in through the window. Gemma finally slides her chair out and readjusts her tight black dress. She grabs you by your business tie and pulls you towards your office, making you crawl on your hands and knees as your cock continues to spill pre-cum out the tip, leaving a trail from her desk. She pulls you onto the couch in your office, making you lie down along the length of it with your legs spread open, and painfully pulls the cock ring off your cock. It takes some **** given how swollen your shaft and head become, and when it's finally off an intense feeling of relief washes all over you, and your body can relax for the first time in hours. Gemma sits on the other end of the couch, stretching out with a big yawn.

"You did a very good job today," she says with a smile. "I lost count of the number of times I came. You deserve a reward."

You nod, noticing that she has a bottle of lube in her hand and your swollen cock twitches in anticipation. Gemma kicks off her heels, and turns to face you, putting her knees up on the couch. Her legs are spread wide enough so that you can see her exposed pussy underneath her dress. Slowly her leg moves toward you and her tiny slender foot, begins massaging your balls. Her perfectly pedicured toes are coated in pristine red nail polish with a ring around one toe, and you notice for the first time she has a small ankle chain dangling off one ankle. She takes the lube and pours it onto her toes, spreading it around using only her feet. She displays her glistening digits up to you, holding them close and rubbing lube into the tops of her feet. Finally, she leans in and applies more lube with her hands, sliding her fingers in between each delicate toe.