The next morning

The next morning came along and Lauren jumped out of her bed, having well rested. She was brightly smiling and positively beaming with energy and preparation for what was to come.

Her shift was gonna start at 8am sharp. Given the ride yesterday, she most likely would need 10 minutes to get there, but she calculated 30 for certainty. Don't be late on your first day! That meant she had just 3 hours for her morning routine left, so she better had to hurry!

She started with the basics and went into her bathroom, where she did the daily routine. She seemed to remember her mother had taught her this routine, but then again, she couldn't remember that moment when she got it taught. It didn't really matter though, she had a mental check list that she had to work through before she was ready for work, and she was gonna check every mark.

First she had to clean her cunt. Removing all those ugly hairs and the newly grown ones was important. Naturally just shaving it would not cut it, that might leave stubs or maybe a few red dots around her slit. She couldn't have that, so obviously she had to wax herself. It felt a bit weird to her that she had to look for her waxing strips for so long, after all she had always done this every day. So how come they were so far in the back of the closet.

Like every day, Lauren did not enjoy this part much. Ripping out the hairs on her pussy hurt in a mixture of good and bad. Generally of course she knew that any pain that resulted from treatment to her pussy was good, but on the other hand, she had done this herself and it wasn't one of her colleagues that had hurt her pussy, so maybe this generalization did not apply?

Anyway, once she was done she left the bathroom again and prepared her breakfast. The same as every morning, she was going to eat a cucumber for breakfast. Yet again she was a bit confused why there was only one left in her fridge and why it was so far in the back. She didn't mind it too much though and sat down on the table, spread her legs and shoved the long green phallic food inside her freshly waxed cunt.

To say that it felt filling was an understatement. The size of it could probably be compared to the safety-dildos on the office chairs - which meant that Lauren had a bit of trouble getting it in, as she was always one of the tighter girls. Once she pushed through the discomfort though she started to fuck herself with it. Obviously it took her a bit longer than it takes the girls in the documentaries that she watched to cum from it, but eventually she does. Happy that her cooking is finally done, she pulls out the cucumber and starts eating it.

Only three check marks left on her morning routine and she still had a bit under 2 and a half hours left. Sadly the next part was the longest.

She had to spank her own ass three times on each cheek. That by itself of course would be done quite fast, but she had to do so once for every coworker of hers that she did not dream about having sex with last night. She sighed and bend over the couch, as she raised her own hand and started slapping her own backside, alternating between cheeks.

As usual, it took her well over 90 minutes to get through all of the 538 coworkers of A.S.S. that she didn't dream about fucking. Well, at least she did cut some time with her dream. Last night in her dream land she had been taking a cock up her pussy from her boss while sticking her tongue in the butt of Kate, so at least those two were not needed to be compensated in spankings.

Once she was done she wiped off her tears and stood back up. Naturally her butt was beet red by now and her steps felt uncomfortable, but she knew that it was her own fault for not dreaming about fucking more of her coworkers yet.

She went into the bathroom and into the shower to mark off the fourth bullet point. A shower in ice cold water to get her body shivering and her nipples hard. She knew that usually when in the shower she used to masturbate with the shower head, but today she did not feel like it, so she skipped that one.

As that was done, the last thing she had to do was to put on make-up. Twice, obviously.

And then she was done. Ready to tackle the day, 7 am in the morning. Since she was still early, she decided to continue watching the documentary from last evening, until she had to leave. Only to find out at the last minute, at 7:35 when she was about to leave the house, that she had made a fatal mistake.