The Executive

Ashley Tilson took pride in herself and her successes by becoming one of the youngest Executives in the world while still in her thirties. All without having to shake her ass or using her body to woo her superiors but rather used her domineering personality to command those beneath her instead.

The results showed for the thirty-five-year-old woman as she looked upon the vast city from the comfort of her ivory tower. Thousands upon thousands of employees worked the grind beneath her feet while awaiting to do Ashley’s bidding. Yet a small part of Ashley’s mind questioned the sacrifices she made in her personal and romantic life now that the Nympho Virus isolated her from the rest of the world.

At thirty-five Ashley thought she would be safe from the effects of the virus but now, looking at her test results, the Executive cursed her luck.

She was infected like so many others within the building, only rather than being allowed to work from home Ashley could already feel the effects of the virus throughout her body. The increased heat was nothing compared to her heightened libido, forcing her to use a vibrator whenever she felt the urge.

A week ago, simple self-pleasure was all that Ashley needed to keep the symptoms at bay but now she knew the virus was evolving in her system. Her body already felt it and thus Ashley made it a point in reporting the infection to her superiors resulted in an email reminding Ashley to follow the company’s Gag Policy until she is cured.

Looking at the so called “Gag Policy” Ashley felt the urge to gag, pun intended, as the red ball gag was provided by an investor of the company. “A gift” as he called it consisting of the company’s colors as the strap and the company logo on prominent display on the ball.

According to the investor the gag was made of a softer silicon design with less abrasive straps, and easy to use buckles along with a single hole through the center large enough for a straw to fit through. By all accounts the investor claims that the wearer can be gagged for days on end without feeling discomfort, but Ashley knew it was bullshit.

The strap was itchy, the ball stretched her mouth, caused her jaw to ache and the drooling was excessive despite knowing it was excessive. Yet the virus warped her mind into enjoying it and be daring in her use of the vibrator currently lying on her desk beside the gag.

She hated it and yet she could not help but feel an immense pleasure from the sexual acts and desired more. That was the problem with the Nympho Virus as Ashley knew she had to do something before it becomes too wild for her to control.

The only question is what can she do? Talk to HR and request someone to pleasure her all day? Company Policy means it will have to be someone above her and that means either the Director or a fellow Executive with more years than her.

She could ask a lower-level employee to help her and threaten them into silence along with a nice promotion but that might not work either. She had a reputation to uphold after all and if caught not only would she risk her job but also risk further infection as the virus turns women into submissives and she could not abide lowering herself to an employee.

Perhaps take a few weeks off and hire a professional to fuck the virus out of her? That is assuming she would be allowed to take the time off now that her superiors are aware of ailments. Even then she would have to pay for two weeks of service at least at that was expensive in Ashley’s eyes if she had to do it repeatedly.

Then there was the possibility of Ashley getting lucky and the solution comes to her such as someone blackmailing her into submission though what would she do after the virus ran its course? Perhaps a trusted friend will swoop in and off their services but then again, she didn’t have many male friends or even friends in general though the idea of a female friend or their partner having their way with her was sexy.

Another riskier option was the Online Help- set up an account where men and even women would be allowed to control her every hour of the day even when she’s sleeping. They could pay for control of Ashley’s vibrator and even purchase items for her to use while also controlling what she eats, how she bathes and even how she dresses.

Who knows, maybe someone will abduct her, and she can escape after they have their way with her after a few weeks. She could always go to them instead and get fucked every chance she gets but that might be a bit too ****.

So many possibilities, what will happen to our poor Executive?

A) Superior

B) Employee

C) Professional

D) ****

E) Friend (What kind?)

F) Webcam

G) Abduction

H) Other (Ideas)

As always feel free to add your own story or ideas.