The guests are arriving

Julia stood with her back to the door, bent over the small counter to get the first drinks out of the low refrigerator. Her short skirt had been pushed all the way up by her fluffy ponytail. Her round, bare ass was completely exposed, her buttocks slightly spread apart. Beneath it, her smooth-shaven, swollen pussy was on full display—her labia glistened with telltale wetness, her clit clearly visible. The thick anal plug with the white fluffy tail was buried deep in her ass and wiggled obscenely back and forth with every movement.

At that very moment, the door opened.

Three men from the company and Dr. Lena Hartmann, an elegant woman in her mid-forties from the board of directors, stepped inside. Everyone stood frozen in place.

Absolute silence.

Then a soft, shocked murmur. The men’s gazes were fixed directly on Julia’s dripping, open pussy. One of the department heads muttered hoarsely, “Damn… what a horny slut…”

Lena Hartmann raised an eyebrow and said with cool amusement, “Interesting. That’s a whole new side of Voss.”

Julia felt the burning stares like red-hot needles on her bare skin. Slowly, she sat up, turned around—and froze in sheer horror.

She knew every single one of them.

Longtime colleagues. People she dealt with professionally. And Lena Hartmann—a woman she’d worked closely with on several occasions and whose vote she absolutely needed for the election.

Her cheeks beneath the mask turned chalk-white. *Please… please don’t recognize me… The mask has to save me…*

At that very moment, Dr. Elias Voss walked in. He glanced at Julia, who was bent over deeply—her ass and pussy still clearly visible—and nearly gasped for breath. He immediately turned on his heel, stormed back out, and hissed at the waitress:

“Who the hell is that?! I wanted a fun waitress, not some cheap hooker! The daughter of the late owner is coming today—Julia Bergmann! She’s supposed to take over the company! This is completely unacceptable!”

The waitress turned pale but immediately switched to damage control. “I… I spoke with Peter from the law firm. He’s the family lawyer and assistant, after all. He confirmed everything and said she’s the right person for the job.”

Voss frowned, visibly dissatisfied.

The waitress could barely contain her laughter as Voss went back inside. *Holy shit… I just turned a multimillionaire, the future boss, into a dripping bunny hooker. With a plug up her ass and her pussy wide open.*

She quickly reached for the surveillance system, activated all the cameras in the room, and started recording with a broad grin. *This is going to be a blast. Every humiliation, every touch—everything will be captured forever…*. Peter is going to pay me handsomely to keep this to myself.

Dr. Elias Voss reentered the room with a calm, confident presence. He completely ignored Julia, greeted the guests with a professional smile, and took his place at the head of the poker table.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s great to have you all here. We have some exciting poker games ahead of us, but above all, let’s enjoy the evening. Our little bunny here will be entertaining and serving us tonight.”

He casually gestured toward Julia, who was still kneeling next to the bar in the humiliating bunny pose—legs spread wide, skirt hiked up in the back, her wet pussy on full display.

A soft, suggestive murmur rippled through the room.

Dr. Lena Hartmann was already seated at the table. She leaned forward slightly and looked at the empty seat next to her as Dr. Voss approached her and quietly apologized for the “inappropriate entertainment.”

Lena, however, waved it off nonchalantly. “Oh, come on, Elias. I don’t think it’s a big deal. She’s gorgeous, our little Bunny.” Her gaze slowly and relishingly wandered over Julia’s body. “Very… appealing, in fact.”

Voss cleared his throat. “Yes, but our actual guest of honor is Julia Bergmann. I wanted to introduce her to everyone today. She’s supposed to take over the company.”

Lena’s gaze drifted from the empty chair over to the kneeling Bunny next to the bar. The young woman was kneeling in the prescribed bunny pose—legs spread wide, back arched, her short skirt completely hiked up in the back by the thick white fluffy tail. Her smooth-shaven, swollen pussy was clearly visible, her labia glistening with moisture, the anal plug sitting deep in her ass and wiggling slightly.

Lena recognized her immediately.

A brief, surprised yet amused smile flitted across her face. She slowly stood up, strolled over to Julia, and leaned down toward her. Her voice was soft, meant only for Julia:

“Julia… I think Dr. Voss had planned this a little differently. You were actually supposed to be sitting at the table with us—not playing the waitress with your legs spread and a rabbit tail up your ass.”

Julia was startled. Her heart was racing, and sweat beaded on her forehead. The mask suddenly felt far too thin. She recognized me… Oh God, Lena knows…

Lena smiled slightly and whispered on: “Just play along. Trust me.”

Then she straightened up again, walked back to the table, and said loudly enough for everyone to hear:

“I just got a text from Julia. An urgent work emergency. Unfortunately, she can’t make it.”

The guests nodded sympathetically. Voss looked visibly relieved and smiled gratefully at Lena.

Julia remained kneeling in the humiliating bunny pose—legs spread, skirt hiked up, her wet, throbbing pussy clearly visible to everyone. With every breath, the plug pushed deeper into her ass, the fluffy tail wiggling tellingly. Her nipples were rock-hard and pressed distinctly against the thin fabric of the costume.

This is a nightmare… Lena knows exactly who I am… and here I am, kneeling with my pussy wide open and dripping in front of my future coworkers… I can’t move. I can’t do anything. Everyone is staring at my pussy…

The situation was completely out of control.