EOD

As the office transforms for the End-of-Day ceremony, a palpable tension fills the air. Desks are subtly rearranged to create a more open space, allowing the women to gather around, their eyes alight with anticipation. The atmosphere is electric, charged with the knowledge of what’s to come.

Sandy and Victoria, now well-acquainted with their roles, position themselves on either side of you. The sensation of their proximity sends a shiver down your spine, heightened by the soft rustle of their clothing against your bare skin. You’re acutely aware of how exposed you are, the cool air contrasting with the warmth of their presence.

Just as the room quiets, Rachel steps forward, holding a tablet with a gleam in her eye. "Ladies," she announces, her voice commanding the attention of the room, "we have a little surprise tonight." She taps the screen, and suddenly, a live stream window pops up on the large screen mounted on the wall. The viewer count at the top right corner quickly jumps from a few dozen to several hundred, climbing higher by the second. You notice that all faces in the room are blurred, a small mercy that does little to ease your nerves.

Rachel’s voice cuts through the murmur of surprise that ripples through the room. "As you can see, tonight’s ceremony will be a bit more... public than usual," she says with a sly smile. "We’re streaming live, and the world is watching. Let’s give them a show they won’t forget."

A collective thrill runs through the group, the energy in the room intensifying as they realize what’s happening. The live stream chat begins to scroll rapidly, filled with messages from an unseen audience:

User123: "Is this for real? I’ve been waiting all day for this!"

Hot4John: "Look at that body… and that cock!"

OfficeGoddess: "I can’t believe this is happening live!"

AnonLover: "Who’s going to make him come first? Sandy or Victoria?"

CumFiend: "Zoom in on that cock! I want to see it up close!"

Sandy grins at the reveal, clearly enjoying the added layer of pressure on you. "Ready, John?" she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. Victoria’s hand grazes your shoulder, her fingers just barely brushing your skin in a way that makes you shiver. "Let’s see if you can hold out, darling," she murmurs, her voice dripping with teasing malice.

The women in the room lean in closer, their expressions ranging from amused to eager. Olivia, ever the playful one, nudges Marina. "This is going to be good," she whispers, her eyes locked on you. Marina grins, her gaze flicking between you and the screen, clearly savoring every moment.

Sandy’s hand wraps around your cock, the first touch light, almost too gentle, yet it sends a wave of arousal crashing over you. Victoria steps closer, her fingers trailing down your chest, barely grazing your skin—just enough to tease. Sandy begins with slow, deliberate strokes, her hand firm yet soft, each motion sending a shudder through your body. Her eyes are locked on yours, a wicked grin playing on her lips as she watches you struggle to maintain composure. Every glide of her hand seems to pull you deeper into a haze of arousal, the sensation both maddening and exquisite.

Victoria’s fingers trace the contours of your body, teasing and taunting as they move lower, never quite giving you enough to push you over the edge. Her touch is a whisper against your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. The look in her eyes is one of pure, playful dominance—she’s enjoying every second of your torment.

The live stream chat lights up with reactions, each comment more explicit than the last:

PleasureSeeker: "Look at his face! He’s loving every second."

DesireQueen: "Stroke him slower, make him beg for it!"

Lust4John: "Get him right to the edge and then stop. I want to see him squirm."

CockCraver: "I wish I was there to taste that precum."

EdgeAddict: "Make him whimper for it, ladies!"

CumLover69: "I want to see that load burst out all over Sandy’s hand!"

Sandy catches sight of the comments and gives a wicked grin. "Looks like they want us to take our time," she says, her voice dripping with playful malice. Her strokes slow further, the rhythm torturously steady. She drags her thumb across the tip of your cock, spreading the bead of precum that’s formed, and your entire body tenses at the sensation.

Victoria leans in, her breath hot against your ear. "Let’s see how long you can last, John," she murmurs, her voice sending a thrill down your spine. Her fingers continue their teasing exploration, lightly grazing your balls, her touch feather-light but devastatingly effective. You can barely focus, your senses overwhelmed by the dual ****.

"Hold it in," Sandy whispers, her tone commanding. "We want to see how much you can take."

Just as the tension in your body builds to a peak, Sandy suddenly stops, her hand stilling around your cock. The abrupt cessation is like a slap to the senses, leaving you teetering on the brink of release, your body aching for completion.

The room erupts in playful commentary:

Marina: "Oh, poor baby. You were so close, weren’t you?"

Rachel: "He’s got to earn it. Right, John?"

Jules: "Look at his face—he’s **** for it."

The live stream chat explodes with reactions, urging Sandy and Victoria to keep teasing you, to drag out your torment:

EdgeMaster: "Make him beg for it!"

SweetTorture: "Yes! Don’t let him come yet. I want to see him suffer."

TeaseMe: "This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen."

CumCatcher: "Keep edging him until he’s dripping!"

HoldIt: "Make him scream for release!"

BlueBallsKing: "He’s going to explode when they finally let him cum!"

After a few moments of recovery, Sandy resumes her stroking, this time alternating with light, teasing flicks of her thumb across the tip of your cock. The sensation is maddening, each touch sending you spiraling closer to the edge. Her eyes never leave yours, watching the way you react to every flick and squeeze, clearly relishing in your struggle.

Victoria’s hand joins in, her fingers trailing lower, caressing your inner thighs, barely brushing your balls. The dual sensations make it nearly impossible to maintain control. Her voice is a sultry whisper in your ear, every word a taunt that sends you spiraling closer to the edge.

"You’re going to cum so hard, John," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "But only when we let you."

Just as you feel the climax approaching, they stop again, leaving you gasping, your body trembling with the need for release. The frustration is almost unbearable, your cock twitching in the air, **** for the touch that’s been taken away.

The women around you react with glee:

Olivia: "Oh, he’s really struggling now. I love it."

Lisa: "I’ve never seen him look so... ****."

Emily: "Don’t give in yet, John. Hold on a little longer."

The live stream comments continue to pour in, each one more intense than the last:

TeaseLover: "Look at that desperation! Don’t stop!"

ControlFreak: "This is the best edging I’ve ever seen."

Cum4Me: "When he finally comes, it’s going to be explosive!"

SquirtingQueen: "Make him cry for it!"

Denied: "He’s going to lose his mind if you don’t let him finish."

ReleaseMe: "The second they touch him again, he’s gonna burst!"

The viewer count climbs higher, now well over a thousand, as Sandy and Victoria exchange a look, silently agreeing it’s time to finish you off. Sandy’s strokes become firmer, more insistent, while Victoria’s hand gently cups your balls, her fingers applying just the right amount of pressure. Their touches are perfectly synchronized, driving you to the brink of madness.

Your body tenses, every nerve on fire as the final wave of pleasure crashes over you. The orgasm rips through you like a tidal wave, an intense, all-consuming release that leaves you gasping for air. Your cock erupts, the cum shooting out in thick, hot streams, splattering across Sandy’s hand and the floor. The sensation is overwhelming, your entire body trembling as you ride out the waves of ecstasy.

The women cheer and react:

Rachel: "There it is, ladies! That’s how you finish a day."

Marina: "He really gave it his all. Impressive, John."

Olivia: "Look at that load! He must have been holding back for hours."

Lisa: "That was... incredible to watch."

The live stream chat explodes with excitement:

ExplosionKing: "HOLY SHIT! Did you see that?!"

CumQueen: "That was worth every second of waiting."

SatisfactionGuaranteed: "I need a cigarette after that!"

CumDrinker: "Wish I was there to clean up that mess!"

Overload: "He’s still going! What a stud!"

PleasureJunkie: "That was the best thing I’ve ever seen."

As the last shudders of your orgasm fade, the room fills with applause and laughter. Sandy and Victoria step back, both looking incredibly pleased with themselves, their eyes still glinting with mischief.

Victoria leans in, her voice soft and teasing, her lips just inches from your ear. "Well done, John. You really know how to put on a show."

Sandy gives your cock one last, gentle squeeze before stepping away, her grin wide and satisfied. "That was... incredible. You’ve definitely earned your rest tonight."

The live stream ends with a final flurry of comments, all praising your performance, while the women in the office begin to disperse, still chattering excitedly about the ceremony.

Rachel approaches you, a knowing smile on her face. "You’ve really outdone yourself today, John. I think this is a performance none of us will forget anytime soon."

As the office starts to return to its usual rhythm, you’re left standing there, catching your breath, your heart still racing from the intensity of the experience. The teasing may have been relentless, but there was a warmth and respect behind it all that made you feel... oddly content, despite the overwhelming exhaustion now settling in.

Finally, the room begins to empty out, the women leaving in groups, still buzzing with excitement. Sandy gives you a playful wink as she exits, leaving you alone for a moment of quiet reflection. You can’t help but feel a mix of relief, pride, and utter exhaustion. The day has been long, filled with more challenges and teasing than you could have imagined, but in the end, you realize you wouldn’t trade the experience for anything.

As you gather your thoughts, the echoes of the day’s events linger in your mind, leaving you both dreading and perhaps anticipating whatever the next day might bring.