How to waste a Thursday

So, the big question. What's next?

I didn't have a clear answer to that, as I returned back to my desk. Lana had returned to the office by now too. She was giving me shy, awkward glances. I returned them with the gentlest smile I could muster, and the wink of an eye. That just got her blushing again, and she began quickly typing away. Kinda cute she still acted like this.

No, but seriously. What's next?

Let's think. The next big thing on my schedule was going to be meeting Ulla later today and finally get some retribution from her. My balls were still stinging, thinking about what happened earlier. Thankfully the meeting with Maria was so stressful that I even forgot about the pain in my groins for a while. Then again, Ulla hadn't formally agreed to anything yet. Until she did... well, I just had to wait.

So what in the meanwhile? The clock was only 10.30 AM. I'd have a whole workday ahead of me. Could I make it fun? Could I make it useful?

Let's see. I can't do anything with Sophie now. I had to wait until she made the first move, and asked for more photos of Lana. I was sure that was going to happen eventually.

Definitely nothing more with Maria today. This was plenty.

What about Anna-Marie? Nah, she wasn't here today. And tomorrow was going to be a big day with her.

So... that left Lana and Gretchen. Again.

Maybe it was better if I left Lana alone for today. I could easily destroy all the positive feelings I had managed to gather from her today if I went in too hard. Yeah. I felt like giving her a day off.

So that left Gretchen. That was actually fine. She was my designated sextoy these days anyway. And there was a lot of pressure I needed to vent right now.

I just needed to be more careful about how and where I used her. There was no way to make sure that Maria wasn't keeping extra tabs on who went to Gretchen's office. But that was alright. It wasn't the only place we could meet.

I texted Gretchen and gave her new orders. She had five minutes to get ready.

I could hear her leaving her office in a hurry. Good.

Five minutes later, I left my chair too. I took the stairs all the way to the basement of the building.

I opened the squeaking door. Good. She was in position.

All naked and presenting. She was just going to be my pleasure hole for today. Just my living fleshlight.

Without either of us saying a word, I lined up behind her. I unzipped my pants, and whipped out my huge cock. I could hear her swallow excitedly. Her pussy was glistening like a puddle. A shame really, since I wasn't going there.

My dick slid into her asshole.

She let out a small shriek and lifted her head, but I just pushed it back down. I grabbed her buttcheeks and began pistoning away. In and out of her asshole, roughly, and with no lubrication. This always made Gretchen make the weirdest of sounds. It was something that was a mix between pain and pleasure, moans and squeaks. And the faster I went, the faster she sounded. Like a VHS tape on fast forward. My dick kept hitting the canals of her ass hard and thrashing her body hard.

Surprisingly, Gretchen started talking. Talking dirty. She never did that voluntarily.

"Oh yes... Oh God, yes! Yes! Fuck my ass, daddy! Fuck my ass! Fuck! Pound my fucking dirty ass!"

Well... this was new. Not that I minded. Sure I was sort of looking for anonymous-type sex here but this was good too. Gretchen was really breaking into being my personal slut.

Perhaps too easily? Maybe I wanted more fight from her?

Why was it so fast with her? She never seemed the type of person to give up this easily. Maybe I had blown her mind with too many orgasms?

Yes, that was kinda true. I had made Gretchen cum too easily too many times. There needed to be a break in that.

I fucked her ass harder and harder, spanking her buttcheeks roughly while doing so. Eventually I fitted my whole big schlong in her anal cavity, and let the my entire cumload fill her. Gretchen mewled like she was going insane.

The dick came out with a plop. Rivers of my extra thick cum were streaming out of her hole.

Gretchen couldn't keep standing and slumbered on the floor. Without saying a word, I zipped up and left the basement, leaving Gretchen extremely hot, used, and unfulfilled.

As I closed the door, she gave me a **** look. No way would she dare to ask me something selfish like asking to cum.

So, I returned to my desk. The time was 10.50. Fuck. Barely any time spent.

Could I do anything with Maddy and Michelle?

No, not really. That seemed like after-work stuff.

I definitely needed to progress with them next weekend.

So... I just surfed the net. There was nothing more I could do. Other than smiling at Lana occasionally and feel the hate emanate from Sophie and Ulla.

It was lunch time. I always took my sandwich with me, the places to eat around here were too pricey.

I was ready to bite into my BLT, when I realized there was no law I had to eat it here at my desk. No, I could make my lunch break more fun.

So I texted Gretchen again. And gave her the exact same order.

Five minutes later I was in the basement again, and she was in position.

I decided to take her ass again. Let's make it a theme for today.

Without any further issues, I was now fucking her ass while eating my sandwich. Yes, this was a more fun to way to spend my lunchbreak.

"Oh... yes! YEs! Fuck me daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your little slut! Fuck your little ****! Fill my ass! Daddy! Fuck! Yeah!"

There was no end to her speaking now. It seemed like she had opened a valve that was hard to turn off now.

I finished my sandwich, wiped my dirty hands on her back, and was ready to cum now.

"You know, it is a lunchbreak. Have you eaten anything yet, cumslut?"

"No... No, daddy!"

"Here then."

I plopped out of her ass again, and grabbed her by the hair. I shoved my dick in her mouth and came hard.

"Here's some cum with a side flavor of your ass!"

It didn't take long until her mouth was completely filled with my stuff. No matter how fast she kept swallowing, there was more than she could keep in her mouth. Some fell on the basement floor.

"Don't you dare waste anything, bitch. That's precious stuff from your daddy." I said while zipping up.

I left the basement, leaving her licking the floor. No cumming for her this time either.

So now it was 1PM. God damn this was a slow day. Still plenty of hours left. Still no answer from Ulla.

So I just kept surfing. Just wasting my time.

Oh God. I couldn't wait now. When all these women were under my thumb no day would be this boring ever again.

Lana caught me looking up at the ceiling, lost in my thoughts. She actually gave me a smile.

I had abused her really hard for a week now, so I guess just showing the smallest amount of consideration for her made her melt. I almost felt like bending her over right now and taking her. Even though I did that twice with Gretchen already. But no, not today.

Soon it was 2PM. I didn't think I had to make a fake phone call with the feds right now, because I already made one in front of Maria. But I did put an alarm on my phone for every day this time. Can't forget about this in the future.

Few more hours until the day was over. Ulla wasn't looking in my direction once. God damned. Did I start to have pressuring her more or something?

I was growing more and more frustrated. And the best way to deal with frustration... Well, you guessed it.

Five minutes later I was in the basement again, with my dick up Gretchen's asshole.

I wasn't feeling extra imaginative today, so I just did the same thing again. Well I didn't have any of my equipment here either, so the choices were limited from the start. But in a way, this was fun too. Just using her like a release hole, nothing special, just the same thing every time. Using her like a tool, only for my pleasure.

I was pounding her ass hard. Thank God for sex skill perk, I wasn't growing tired even though this was the third time today. In fact, I think I was getting more forceful and powered up every time.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass Jack! Fuck it! Fuck it! Use me! Use me, Jack! Just use me! Oh God! AAah! Aaaah! I LOVE YOU!"

Wait, what? I stopped.

"What did you say?"

"W-what? Nothing, sorry."

...

Well, I guess that threshold was crossed now. She... "loved" me.

That made no sense. I was treating her less than a human right now. Didn't know what to make of that. I returned to fucking her ass, and this time Gretchen stopped talking altogether. So only moaning and squeaking.

I unceremoniously came in her ass again, zipped up and left her soaking in my juices.

I think it was better if we both forgot about what she just said.

Finally, the workday was ending. Still no answer from Ulla.

She had left for the day while I was downstairs fucking Gretchen. So I didn't even have the chance to stop her.

Did she think I would just let this go?

...I guess it wouldn't be impossible for her to think like that. Perhaps she thought I didn't have it in me to take this thing all the way?

Time to text her.

"Decision time, Ulla."

One minute later, she answered.

"I need more time. Don't pressure me!"

Fuck.

What was she trying to do here? Push this so far in the future I'd forget about it?

So let's say I did push her right now. Would she just say 'no' and accept the fact that I would ruin her career?

It wouldn't be impossible. Right now her ideology and her career were fighting inside in her head. And only one could win.

No, I needed to make this choice easier for her.

But I couldn't do it by text. It needed to happen in person.

I needed to visit her and Henrika. Right now.

As I was putting my phone away, I realized something.

ACTA. Fucking ACTA. I never checked the app after that meeting with Maria.

Man, if I kept being this sloppy, I'd deserve to lose. Either way, time to do it now.

Huh? Orgasm lock on Maria was now available? But how? I counted only 20 points today. Oh yeah! I got 16 points yesterday. And that was less than 24 hours from the 20 points I got today. So actually, I got 36 points within a 24 hour period. What a lucky surprise!

...Wait, did I dare to orgasm lock her? The meanest bitch on planet wasn't now allowed to cum and release her pressure? Who would she take that out on? ...Me?

...mmm, yeah. I'd leave that off for now. I'll only turn it on when I had a clear plan on how to use it.

That wasn't all, however. There was a new trait available!

-THE NEGOTIATOR-

NOTE: "Negotiation" in this context means whatever the subject considers to be a "negotiation". For example, if you order the subject to give something and they just agree, they might not consider that to be a "negotiation".

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ROUTE A -EXHIBITIONISM

-HERE'S YOUR PRIZE!-

Whenever the user wins a negotiation with the subject, he's allowed to demand any piece of clothing from the subject as a "mark of victory". The user is then allowed to remove this clothing from the subject's body as roughly as possible.

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ROUTE B -REWARDS

-YOU DESERVE THIS-

Whenever the user wins a negotiation with the subject, the subject will reward the user physically. What type of reward it will be depends on how significant the victory from the user was.

For example: The user wins a small negotiation with the subject. The subject thinks the appropriate reward will be to kiss the user's cheek.

For example: The user wins a huge negotiation with the subject. The subject thinks the appropriate reward will be to kiss the user's buttcheek.

Well, I could definitely see the benefits of both.