The Company Retreat Day 2

The morning sun filtered softly through the cabin’s windows, casting a golden light across the room. After the passionate night with Mark, I woke with anticipation buzzing under my skin. The retreat had barely begun, and I knew that today would push me even further. Mark had left early that morning, slipping out of my bed just as the first light of dawn crept through the curtains. His touch had been lingering, almost tender, before he quietly left, leaving me with a whirlwind of thoughts and the ache of his absence. After he was gone, I couldn't shake the restless energy coursing through me, so I decided to hit the gym early. I needed the release, the clarity that came from pushing my body to its limits. I loved working out, I had quite a good build and it kept my weight in check, I’ve always felt it’s important to look after yourself.

The gym was nearly empty when I arrived, the rhythmic hum of machines filling the quiet space. I was mid-stretch when I felt a familiar presence behind me. I turned and found Mark standing there, looking completely in control, as always. He was looking me over, although he had seen me naked a lot, he was certainly enjoying my gym outfit, which was meant to catch the eye. My heart skipped a beat, and a knowing smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Without a word, he handed me my sports bottle. It was heavier than usual, and I knew instantly what he had done. My pulse quickened as I unscrewed the cap, catching the unmistakable scent of his piss.

"For your workout," he said softly, his eyes gleaming with that familiar mix of control and desire. "I expect you to finish every drop."

I nodded, swallowing hard, taking large sips, already feeling the flush of heat spreading through me. The day hadn’t even begun, and Mark already reminded me who I belonged to. I continued my workout, taking a drink every so often. When I had finished my workout I had drank the entire bottle. I gathered my things and headed to the showers and took a nice long hot shower, wondering what the day would bring.

I didn’t have to wait long. Just after breakfast, I received a message from Mark.

"Meet me at the private sauna near the lakeside cabins. 10 a.m. Don’t be late. Wear nothing under your robe."

My pulse quickened as I read the words. The sauna was a quiet, secluded part of the resort, reserved for only a few guests. The perfect place for Mark and his colleagues to use me again, far away from the prying eyes of the rest of the team.

At precisely 10 a.m., I found myself standing outside the sauna, wearing nothing but a simple robe, just as Mark had instructed. My heart raced as I opened the door and stepped inside, the heat of the sauna immediately enveloping me. The air was thick and humid, and the scent of cedar filled my senses. The low, golden light flickered across the room, casting shadows against the wooden walls.

Mark was already there, sitting casually on one of the benches, his colleagues—Derek, Kyle, and James—surrounding him. They were relaxed, and comfortable, their eyes locking onto me when I entered. I swallowed hard, knowing exactly what they expected of me.

"Good girl," Mark said softly, his voice smooth and commanding as always. "Come here."

I obeyed without hesitation, stepping forward until I stood in the center of the room, the heat of the sauna making my skin tingle. Mark gestured for me to remove my robe, and with trembling fingers, I let it fall to the floor, leaving me completely naked before them.

The intensity in their eyes was palpable. I could feel the heat between us, not just from the sauna, but from the anticipation, the hunger radiating off each of them.

Mark leaned back slightly, his gaze never leaving me. "Today, you’re going to serve all of us, Rachel. Every hole, every part of you will be used. Do you understand?"

I nodded, my voice caught in my throat as the weight of his words sank in. My body was already responding, the heat between my thighs growing as I stood there, exposed and waiting.

Derek was the first to approach me, his hands immediately going to my hips as he pulled me toward him. Without a word, he turned me around, bending me over the edge of one of the benches. I gasped as his fingers slid between my legs, finding me already wet, ready. He sat down next to me on the bench and I knew what to do, I straddled him and with one swift motion, I thrust down, his cock sliding into my pussy, hard and deep, his cock filling me. I moaned with each thrust rough, relentless.

At the same time, Kyle moved next to me, his cock already hard and heavy in his hand. He grabbed my hair, tilted my head to the side, and without hesitation, pushed his cock into my mouth. I gagged slightly at the sudden intrusion but quickly adjusted, sucking him deep as he began to fuck my mouth. The taste of him filled my senses, the musky heat of the sauna amplifying everything.

As Derek pounded into my pussy, I felt James behind me, his fingers spreading my ass, already slick with lube. The familiar pressure of his cock against my asshole made me moan around Kyle’s cock, my body trembling as he pushed inside, stretching me inch by inch. The pain mixed with pleasure, and I couldn’t help but moan louder as both my pussy and ass were filled, used, and claimed by them.

Mark watched from his seat, a dark smile playing on his lips as he observed the scene before him. His control over me, over them, was absolute.

"Look at her," he murmured to his colleagues. "She loves this."

Derek and James fucked me in unison, their movements perfectly in sync, slamming into my pussy and ass with such **** that I could barely keep myself upright. My moans were muffled by Kyle’s cock, still thrusting into my mouth, my lips swollen as I struggled to keep up with the overwhelming sensations coursing through me.

I was lost in the rhythm of it all, my body responding to their every touch, every thrust. When Kyle finally pulled out of my mouth, I gasped for air, my lips wet with saliva and precum. But there was no pause, no relief. Kyle grabbed his cock, stroking it hard before finishing with a grunt, he shoved it back into my mouth, and hot spurts of cum shot into my mouth, huge squirts of thick creamy nut juice. I closed my eyes, feeling it in my mouth. The taste of him lingered on my tongue.

Derek was the next to come, groaning loudly as he slammed into my pussy one last time, his cock twitching as he filled me with his hot spunk. I moaned at the feeling of his cum flooding inside me, my body trembling as he stayed firmly up my pussy, leaving me dripping.

But James wasn’t finished. He fucked my ass harder, faster, pushing me to the edge of my release. The sound of his hips slamming against me filled the sauna, the heat and steam making everything feel more intense, more primal. With one final thrust, he came deep inside my ass, his hot cum filling me. I gasped, my body overwhelmed by the sensation, my mind barely able to process the pleasure.

As James pulled out, my body trembled, I got off Derek, cum dripping from both my holes, I thought it was over, but then I saw Mark stand, his eyes dark with desire as he walked toward me.

"On your knees," he commanded softly.

I obeyed, sinking to the floor, my knees pressing against the hot wood. Mark stood in front of me, his cock hard and throbbing. Without a word, I took him into my mouth, tasting the saltiness of his precum as I sucked him deep, my lips sliding down his shaft.

He groaned softly, his hand resting on the back of my head as he fucked my mouth slowly, deliberately. But then, he pulled out, his cock still hard as he grabbed a small bottle from the table beside him. My heart raced as I realized what it was—his piss.

"Drink," he said, his voice low, commanding.

I took the bottle from him, my hands trembling as I raised it to my lips. The warm liquid hit my tongue, salty and bitter, but I swallowed it obediently, feeling the heat of his piss slide down my throat. Mark watched me closely, his eyes filled with approval as I drank every drop, the warmth settling in my stomach.

When I finished, he smiled, placing a hand on my cheek. "Good girl."

And with that, he pushed his cock back into my mouth, fucking me hard and fast until he groaned, his cum flooding my mouth, thick and salty. I swallowed every drop, my body trembling with exhaustion, but more than that—satisfaction. I had pleased them. I had given them everything.

As I knelt there, the taste of piss still lingering on my tongue, I knew this wasn’t the last time they would use me. It was only the beginning. Mark commanded me to get dressed, I grabbed my robe, put it on, and headed back to my cabin, I composed myself, got presentable, and took a look around the retreat, talking occasionally with co-workers from our office.

The day had already taken on an intense rhythm, with every interaction between Mark and me charged with unspoken tension. I had spent the morning replaying our brief encounter at the gym and sauna, my body still buzzing from his quiet command. When lunchtime arrived, I made my way to the cafeteria, my mind still spinning with the day’s events.

Mark was already seated at a table with a few of his colleagues, their casual conversation punctuated by occasional glances in my direction. As I sat down, he motioned for me to join them, sliding a small dish in front of me. It looked innocent enough at first—a simple dessert, something light and creamy—but as I looked closer, I realized what it was. The dessert was covered in a thick, white layer of cum, glistening under the fluorescent lights. My stomach fluttered with both anticipation and arousal.

Mark leaned in slightly, his voice low and just for me. "Eat it all, Rachel. Every last bite.". Every time I have met these guys they have given me huge loads, they squirt very hard and can repeat very quickly, it was invigorating at the amount of cum I got on every encounter, knowing my body was full of their cum, every hole.

My breath caught, but I didn’t hesitate. I picked up the spoon, feeling the weight of his command, and took my first bite. The rich sweetness of the dessert mixed with the salty, distinct taste of cum, coating my tongue with a flavor that was at once shocking and familiar. Each bite slid down my throat, the texture thick and smooth, every swallow sending a rush of heat through my body. I could feel my face flush, but I kept my gaze down, hyper-aware of Mark and the others watching me. They knew, and that knowledge only fueled the fire inside me.

With each spoonful, the lines blurred further between the mundane setting of the cafeteria and the secret world Mark had drawn me into. The conversation around us continued as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening, but every movement I made, every subtle lick of my lips, was designed to please him. I was both humiliated and aroused, aware that at any moment someone else could notice, could ask what was happening—but that danger only made me want it more.

Mark’s gaze never wavered, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he watched me obediently take in every bite. My heart raced as the last spoonful disappeared, leaving only the taste of him lingering on my lips. I glanced up, catching his eye, and the approval in his expression sent a wave of relief and excitement through me. I had pleased him, and that knowledge filled me with a deep, undeniable sense of fulfillment.

"Good girl," Mark murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear. He leaned back in his chair, his satisfaction evident as he resumed his conversation with his colleagues, leaving me with the empty dish in front of me and the overwhelming reminder of my place under his control.

That night, after the day’s events had wound down and the team retreat seemed to slip into quiet, I returned to my cabin. The solitude of the room should have brought me peace, but instead, it only heightened the anticipation that had been simmering inside me all day. Mark had been teasing me with his commands, from the bottle of piss at the gym, the fucking in the sauna to the cum-laden dessert at lunch. Each small act of submission had been a precursor, and now, as I sat in the dimly lit room, I knew the real test of my obedience was coming.

I didn’t have to wait long. Just as I had finished undressing and slipped into bed, a soft knock echoed through the cabin. My heart raced, knowing exactly who it was. I pulled the sheets back and rose, my body already tingling with anticipation. When I opened the door, there they stood—Mark and his colleagues, Derek, Kyle, and James—all looking at me with dark hunger in their eyes.

Mark stepped forward first, his usual commanding presence filling the room. Without a word, he walked past me, followed by the others, and I knew instantly what was expected of me. The air felt thick with the weight of their lust, and as the door clicked shut behind them, I felt my pulse quicken.

"Get on the bed, lie on your back, and spread your legs," Mark said, his voice calm, but firm. I didn’t hesitate, climbing onto the bed, completely naked and **** under their watchful eyes. My skin prickled with the awareness that I was about to be used—completely, utterly used again—just like Mark had promised earlier. But the thrill of that knowledge only made my body ache with need.

Mark was the first to undress, his shirt hitting the floor as he approached me. His eyes never left mine as he climbed onto the bed, my legs wide. Without hesitation, he positioned himself between them and thrust into me, hard and fast. I gasped, my body arching as he filled me, my pussy already wet and ready for him. The sensation was overwhelming, and I moaned as he began to fuck me, his hips slamming into mine with a relentless rhythm.

But it didn’t stop with Mark. As he continued to fuck me, Derek and Kyle undressed as well, their cocks already hard as they watched. Mark pounded into me with brutal intensity, his hand gripping my hip as he pushed me closer to the edge with every thrust. My moans filled the room, echoing off the wooden walls as I gave myself over to the pleasure, knowing that this was only the beginning.

It wasn’t long before Mark groaned, his grip tightening on my body as he came, filling my pussy with his hot cum. I moaned loudly, feeling the warmth of his release flood inside me, but there was no time to recover. He pulled out quickly, leaving me breathless and dripping, and before I could even process what was happening, Derek was already taking his place.

He pushed into me with a rough thrust, the cum from Mark easing his entry. My body tensed at the sudden fullness, but I moaned, loving the sensation of being stretched and used again. Derek grunted as he fucked me hard, his hands gripping my thighs as he slammed into me over and over, each thrust pushing Mark’s cum deeper inside me. I was lost in the haze of pleasure, my body trembling as I was used for their pleasure, the slickness of cum and sweat coating my skin.

Kyle and James stood nearby, stroking themselves as they waited for their turn, their eyes locked on my body as I writhed under Derek’s rough fucking. I was overwhelmed, my pussy throbbing from the relentless pounding, but I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more—needed more.

Derek came quickly, groaning as he filled me with his cum, his cock twitching inside me as he spilled his spunk deep into my pussy. The sensation of another man’s cum flooding me sent shivers through my body, but as soon as Derek pulled out, Kyle was already there to take his place.

Kyle didn’t waste any time. He shoved his cock into my already cum-filled pussy, the mixture of cum from Mark and Derek making it slick and easy. I cried out, my body trembling as he fucked me harder than the others, his hands gripping my hips as he took me with an intensity that left me gasping for air. The bed creaked under the weight of our movements, and I could feel the cum from the other men leaking out of me, dripping down over my ass with each thrust.

My body was a mess—my pussy stretched and filled with cum, my skin coated in sweat—but I didn’t care. All I could think about was how much I needed this, how much I loved being used by them, claimed by them. Kyle groaned loudly as he came, his release hot and thick as he filled me once more. I moaned, my head spinning from the overwhelming sensation of yet another man’s cum flooding my body.

By the time James stepped forward, my legs were shaking, and my body was completely wrecked from the intensity of being fucked by three men. But James wasn’t gentle. He grabbed my hips roughly, yanking me to the edge of the bed before thrusting into me hard and deep. I gasped, my pussy stretched even further as he pounded into me, the mixture of cum from the other men squelching with every movement.

He fucked me like he owned me, his pace brutal, and I could feel the pressure building inside me again. My fingers gripped the sheets as I moaned loudly, my body on the verge of collapse as I was fucked to the brink of oblivion. When James finally came, he groaned loudly, his cum spilling into me, joining the rest of the mess inside my throbbing pussy.

But it wasn’t over.

As soon as James pulled out, Mark was there, his cock slick with cum and ready for more. But this time, he didn’t push into my pussy. He stood at the edge of the bed, grabbing my hair and pulling me up to my knees.

"Clean me up," he ordered, his voice low and commanding.

I opened my mouth obediently, taking his cum-covered cock into my mouth and sucking him clean. The taste of cum—filled my senses, and I moaned softly as I licked every inch of him, my tongue tracing the length of his cock as I cleaned him.

One by one, each man came forward, their cocks still dripping with cum, and I took them into my mouth, cleaning them the same way. The mixture of cum coated my tongue, salty and thick, and I swallowed every drop, knowing that this was what they expected of me.

But as I finished the last man, Mark stepped forward again, a small, dark smile playing on his lips, and I knew what was coming next. My heart raced as he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back slightly.

"You know what to do," he said softly, his voice dripping with authority.

I nodded, walked into the bathroom, into the walk-in shower, and knelt, they all followed, I opened my mouth waiting, and within moments he began to piss. The warm liquid hit my tongue, bitter and salty, but I drank it obediently, feeling the heat of it slide down my throat. He pissed on me slowly, watching me with dark satisfaction as I swallowed every drop. When he was finished, the others followed, each man taking his turn as I knelt there, my body trembling as I drank their piss, the warmth flooding my senses.

By the time they were done, I was soaked—my body covered in their cum, sweat, and piss, my pussy still dripping from the multiple creampies they had given me. My body was spent, but my mind buzzing with satisfaction. I had pleased them. I had given them everything they wanted. And in return, they had claimed me completely. They turned and got dressed.

As soon as they left, I could feel the weight of exhaustion pressing down on me, but I was still coated in the evidence of what had just happened—sweat, cum, and piss clinging to my skin. My body ached, trembling from the intensity of being used by them, but I needed to clean myself up before I could even think about resting. Slowly, I rose from the bed, my legs shaky, and made my way to the bathroom.

The warm water from the shower hit my skin, washing away the mess, but it did nothing to dull the overwhelming sensation of what had just taken place. I stood under the stream for what felt like ages, letting the water cleanse me as my body finally began to relax. My mind was still racing, replaying every moment, every command, but the heat from the shower started to soothe me, and I could feel myself coming down from the high of submission.

Once I was clean, I stepped out of the shower, towel-drying my hair before slipping into a fresh robe. I felt lighter, my skin warm from the water, but as I walked back into the room, a quiet calm settled over me when I saw him.

Mark was there, lying in my bed, waiting for me. His eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling slowly, but as I approached, he opened them, his gaze softening when it met mine. He didn’t say anything, didn’t need to. I climbed into bed beside him, and the second I was under the covers, his arm wrapped around me, pulling me close.

The world outside seemed to disappear as I sank into the warmth of his embrace, my head resting against his chest, his heartbeat steady under my ear. The usual dominance, the control he always had, was softened at this moment, replaced by something tender and quiet. I could feel the weight of his hand gently stroking my back, soothing me in a way that made everything feel right.

We didn’t speak; there were no words needed between us. His fingers traced lazy circles on my skin, and I let myself relax fully, the exhaustion finally taking over. Wrapped in his arms, feeling safe and claimed all at once, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to sink into a deep, peaceful sleep.