Temptation

My heart freezes, I'm afraid if I should follow Sofia as requested. But the answer was quite obvious, I was a victim of her **** and that wouldn't change until I managed to convince her to go back on these torments.

The vibration of the plug in my anus continued, but at least it had slowed down its frenetic pace, which gave me momentary relief. This could be my chance to talk to her more calmly. I got up from the table, taking a deep breath to try to calm my nerves, and went after her.

I cross the hallway towards the coffee room slowly, mentally considering what I will say to Sofia. I choose harsh arguments! To demand that she looks! after all we are adults, and she should act like it!

However, my thoughts are interrupted midway, I feel a hand pulling me by the arm. Before I can react, I am dragged into a meeting room that is normally locked. Sofia closes the door and locks it as soon as I enter.

"What are you doing, Sofia!? How do you have the key to this room!?", I ask, stunned by the surprise.

She laughs, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips. “Ah, Leleo, that doesn’t matter now,” she says, disregarding my question. “It seems our secretary had a little mishap with the coffee, a bit of a clumsy one, don’t you think?” Sofia comments, her voice thick with amusement.

“Look, this has to stop. What do you want, Sofia-aah…!?”, My question doesn’t come out as I would like, I’m caught off guard by a strong intensification of the plug.

Sofia ignores my off-key, “Well, what I want, I want to know what Bia prepared for our office girl today!”, she replies, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

I feel even more uncomfortable with the situation, realizing that Sofia is interested in continuing her manipulations. My mind races, trying to find a way to get out of this situation without giving in to her demands.

“W-What do you mean…?”, I murmur, already imagining what Sofia has in mind.

“Come on, Leo! Take off those clothes! You’re wearing underwear, aren’t you?!” Sofia teases, laughing.

I cringe, feeling exposed by her demands. "No, Sofia… Let's get this over with… You've had your fun and…" I reply, my voice shaking with fear and embarrassment, unable to impose the authoritative tone I was planning.

Sofia signals for me to be quiet, gives me a little smile and approaches me with a defiant look. "Oh, come on, Leo. Everyone knows you're going to end up taking off that little outfit. We don't want the photos shared, do we?" Sofia threatens without any shame.

A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of Sofia sharing the lingerie photos. I swallow hard, the reality of my situation hitting me hard.

Sofia's eyes are mischievous. "Come on, Leo. Take off that shirt, you're wearing a bra too, aren't you?" she says as she slowly begins to unbutton my shirt, staring at me with an implicit threat.

I feel trapped, with no way out of her ****. She has control over me, and there is nothing I can do to resist. I accept my fate, feeling **** and humiliated as I let her continue.

Sofia finishes unbuttoning my shirt, revealing the flower bra. She smiles spontaneously when she sees it.

Awww… Leo, what a cute little bra you’re wearing”, Sofia brings her fingers closer, playing with the frills. “What a beautiful little girl… Please! Tell me you’re wearing the matching panties! Come on… Show me…”, she says, laughing excitedly.

With a resigned sigh, I realize I have **** but to obey. I knew there was no way I could avoid it, so I begin to unbutton my pants. The zipper slides down and, with a deep blush, I let my pants fall, exposing my delicate stockings and the small, see-through panties that completely exposed the chastity cage.

Sofia seems enchanted by the sight, not knowing where to look first, her mischievous smile growing. She bends down, holding the edge of the chastity cage over her panties, I'm startled by her audacity, but in this situation I don't see how I can complain.

"My God, Leo, that cage is so tiny... How does your little chick fit in there?" she says, her words a mix of amusement and mockery.

“Ah! It’s all wet!” Sofia exclaims in surprise, “Look! It’s dripping with broth!” she is amused by my situation.

Looking down I notice a thin drop crossing the edge of the fabric of the panties and going long to the floor.