No exceptions to the rule

"I'm afraid you don't seem to respect the rules, even when we give you exceptions to help you acclimate. To help you understand how important we take the rules here, I'm going to enforce our main rule tonight without exception."

"What do you mean? There were no exceptions." Eve put her hands on her hips, causing her spit-covered tits to jiggle slightly, bouncing in the light.

"I'm afraid that's not true. Put my penis back in your mouth right now. Or I will fire you on the spot. Remember, you will die the moment you are fired, as per your contract."

Eve stared at John's cum and spit-covered dick, disgusted. Her eyes closed in resignation as she slid her herself forward, impaling her face upon John's cock once more.

She understood that she needed to complete her job even despite the horrific working conditions, but... if she wasn't able to contact anyone, how would she stand up for her rights? She couldn't even look up OSHA's policies on cockwarmers getting jizzed in, let alone contact them to file a report. Her thoughts darkened as she hesitantly **** John's cock all the way down her throat.

Blegh. The lukewarm cum made his dick taste TERRIBLE.

"Now, under no circumstances for the rest of the night will you ever pull your lips off of that cock. No circumstances whatsoever. That means that if, in your error, you accidentally move in such a way as to cause me to cum - you must swallow it all. Furthermore, I'm afraid that no longer will my cock be moved from your mouth when I have to visit the bathroom. For tonight, I expect you to swallow everything that comes out of my dick. No matter what it is."

Evelyn's eyes widened. She remembered what she had asked earlier, and asked the same thing once more... but with much more hesitance. "Wha if... oo haff oo ee?"

"We spoke about this. Speak up, please" John said.

Eyes wide, she nearly screamed at him "WHA IF OO HAFF OO EE???"

John smiled at the sensation. "If I have to pee?" Eve nodded. "Well, everything that comes out of my cock is going down your throat. Don't spill a single drop of anything."

Eve shuddered. She had had unpleasant jobs before, she supposed - but this one was starting to take the cake.

Jon continued. "And if I have to shit, at least you'll still be able to rest your chin on the toilet seat." Yeah. This was in the running for the worst job she'd ever had. Still, beggars can't be choosers. And Evelyn was very much a beggar at this point.

"What number are you on so far?"

"Ree Hunre. I wou ee ore if oo ould sop inerruing."

"I'll interrupt you as I see fit, don't talk back. And it looks like you have some work to do. I want to note that if I go soft, then your reps don't actually start again until you've gotten me hard. How am I supposed to clean your throat soft? Ridiculous."

"...Aes sese"

"I have no idea what you said, but... aaaaaaaahhhh... that's better...."

Eve briefly looked up in confusion, and then felt her mouth start to fill up FAST. The warm, acrid taste of beer piss filled out her cheeks and she almost spit it out before she remembered that part of her job entailed putting everything that came out of his cock down her throat. So she started swallowing. It became another sort of rep. Cheeks full, start to retch, swallow, get a moment of respite... mouth full again, retch, swallow, repeat. At first, she was able to swallow fast enough, but eventually it started to overflow out of her mouth and nose - and down onto the floor below.

Eve was mortified. She had thought the cum tasted awful, but this... this made the cum seem like a goddamn treat in comparison. She tried her hardest, but near the end she had to pop off for a moment to get some air. The piss hit her in the face as she did.

John watched as his piss mixed with her spit and his cum from earlier, pooling up on the floor beneath her knees, and grinned. This is a pretty traumatic moment for her, he thought. She doesn't even realize that she's already broken another rule. Everything that came out of his cock needed to go down her throat. Eve leaned forward and put the gently pissing cock back in her mouth, looking determined.

John's stream slowed down, and Eve started gently sucking to coax the last of the piss out of his cock. She figured it would be efficient to get this unpleasant part of her job done all at once.

Sighing in pleasure, John glanced down at Evelyn, gently patting her on the head. "You still owe me 700 throat cleaning reps." Eve wanted to sigh too. Work could get so annoying, but it's hard to sigh with a cock in your throat. She had no idea how much that sentence would become something of a motto for her entire life.

She resumed her throat cleaning reps once more. This time slower, with a hint of sadness and resignation to her movements.

John patted her patronizingly on the head once more. Eve was starting to truly hate when he did that. "Now, I will act in my capacity as HR lead representative. I will act without bias in this matter, you may be sure. I have been very well trained to allow me to separate my conflicts of interest. Please think of me as an entirely different person - John, the leader of HR, no longer your boss."

John's eyes softened. "It sounds like you've been having some trouble with your first day here. I'm so, so sorry to hear that. Please tell me your complaints, and I will do my best to ensure that you are properly heard.

"Remember to speak up, please. It is especially hard to hear you when you try to speak with my dick so far down your throat. I encourage you to scream your concerns around it if you want to ensure a full and proper hearing. Take as long as you need to, but do not stop with your tasks as you do so."