A Bunny Named Julia

While Julia went to get the second bottle—leaning forward deeply, her ass and dripping pussy completely exposed to the stares and cell phone cameras—Lena leaned back and asked the group provocatively:

“Tell me… what do you guys actually think the real Julia Bergmann would do if she were here right now?”

She smiled smugly and deliberately glanced over at the kneeling bunny, who was just wiggling her bunny tail as she returned to the “thank you” pose.

“Would she fit in here? Or would she be more… uptight?”

One of the department heads chuckled quietly as he filmed Julia’s glistening labia. “Bergmann? She’s totally arrogant and bitchy. A career-obsessed person through and through. She’d probably sit here with a scowling face and criticize everything.”

Another nodded and added disparagingly: “Exactly. She thinks she’s better than everyone else. Would never go along with this casually. She’s as prudish as a nun—as if she always had something stuck up her ass.”

The men laughed lewdly. One of them demonstratively stroked Julia’s head as he walked past, reactivating the vibrating plug at full power. The plug buzzed brutally in her ass, massaging her sensitive inner walls and making her pussy drip even more.

Lena grinned widely and went one step further, her voice deliberately provocative:

“Exactly. I wonder if she’d be as easygoing and open-minded as Claudia? Or more uptight and uptight, as if she had a thick plug up her ass and still wouldn’t admit it?”

The men burst into loud laughter. One commented suggestively:

“Well, Bergmann’s body… that’s pretty hot. Those tits and that ass—just made for fucking. Too bad the rest of her is such an arrogant bitch.”

Another nodded: “Yeah, she’d never kneel here so obediently and show off her wet pussy like our Bunny here. She’d probably run out crying right away.”

Julia knelt stiff as a board in the “thank-you” pose, legs together, leaning forward, ass sticking out. The vibrator in her ass pounded relentlessly. Her labia twitched visibly, a long trail of her arousal slowly trickling downward.

**Something inside her snapped.**

*You damn jerks… You’re talking about me right now, while I’m kneeling here in front of you with my pussy spread wide and dripping, and a vibrator in my ass is almost making me come… You’re praising my ass and my tits while you’re calling me an arrogant bitch… I’m here. I’m right here, you assholes!*

Her cheeks burned beneath the mask. Tears of rage and humiliation welled up in her eyes, but she wasn’t allowed to move. The plug continued to vibrate, growing stronger the more the men “praisingly” stroked her head.

Lena watched her closely, a triumphant smile fixed on her lips. She knew exactly what she was doing to Julia—and was enjoying every second of it.

A smug smile spread across her face.

“You know… this little Bunny here actually bears a certain resemblance to Julia Bergmann,” she said provocatively to the group. “Take a really close look at this bunny—her build, her legs, her full breasts, which were almost spilling out from under that tight corset top, and that slightly trembling behind with the wiggling bunny tail. If I didn’t know she was at the office right now, you might think…”

The men laughed quietly and eyed Julia even more brazenly. One was filming a thick drop of her arousal running down the inside of her thigh.

Lena continued in an innocent tone: “That would actually be funny… if we just called her Julia. Then we’d have our own little ‘Julia Bergmann’ to play with tonight. What do you think?”

Voss raised an eyebrow, but then grinned broadly, looking tipsy. “Why not? It fits perfectly. Just imagine if she found out—we’d be out of a job. But who knows—maybe Claudia will become the boss.”

The other men laughed. One of the department heads once again demonstratively stroked Julia between her “bunny ears,” set the vibrating plug to a new, pulsating setting, and said loudly:

“Well then… come here, Julia.”

The name hit her like a lash of a whip.

Julia froze in her “thank-you” pose. Her heart was racing, her pussy clenched spasmodically around the emptiness, while the plug in her ass continued to vibrate brutally.

No… not that too… They’re calling me by my real name… while I’m kneeling here with my pussy wide open and dripping, and a vibrator in my ass is fucking me…

Lena smiled triumphantly and beckoned her over with two fingers.

“Come here, Julia. Be a good girl and serve us properly. And don’t forget: After every round, you’ll wait obediently in the ‘thank-you’ pose until someone strokes you—right, Julia?”

The men repeated the name with relish, almost mockingly:

“Julia… get me another bottle.”

“Good girl, Julia.”

“Show us your ass, Julia.”

Every time the name was spoken, Julia flinched. The plug vibrated harder, her labia swelled further, and the humiliation burned deeper than ever before.

She was no longer just the anonymous Bunny.

She was now their Julia—the future boss, who was currently serving them as a vibrating, dripping bunny whore.

And they were all enjoying it to the fullest.