The team gets involved

Neha decides to start shooting you in various combinations with the rest of the team.

Marina had changed into a sleek, form-fitting dress specifically for her shot, the fabric accentuating her curves. Approaching you, she assumes a role that’s both dominant and teasing, gripping your manhood gently but with undeniable control. She leads you across the set by your cock, her other hand gesturing elegantly as if presenting a prized artwork at an exhibition.

Neha steps in, her voice clear and commanding, "Alright, Marina, I want you to lead John like you're showing off a prized stallion. And John, make sure to keep that posture strong and proud."

Marina smirks, tightening her grip slightly. "You heard the lady, John, let's give them a show."

As you walk, the whispers start. "Look at how she handles him," someone murmurs, barely containing their excitement.

Marina stops, turning to the side and posing as if she's proudly presenting you to an audience. "Perfect," Neha comments, snapping photos rapidly. "Now, Marina, give him a little tug. Show him who's in charge."

Marina complies, her hand giving a gentle but firm tug that makes your cock twitch noticeably. "Good boy," she whispers, her eyes gleaming with mischief. You can't help but be turned on by her words and the sensation on your cock.

"You see that? He’s practically on a leash," a voice from the background remarks, followed by a chorus of laughter. "Now that's a leash I would love to pull on!" said Lucy, as she snapped away

Marina glances back at you, her expression a mix of dominance and amusement. "Enjoying yourself, John?" she whispers, just loud enough for you to hear.

Your cock throbs in her hand, a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip. "Thought so," she says with a knowing smile, guiding you into the final pose. "You're doing great, just keep it together."

"He's definitely putting on a show," someone says, and you can hear the admiration in their tone.

Lucy captures the moment, her camera clicking away. "Excellent, Marina." Neha says, "Now, let’s move to the next pose."

In a more direct and humorous setup, Rachel stands beside you with one hand firmly holding your cock and the other holding a sign that boldly states "Company Property," complete with an arrow pointing down at your erect man meat. Her expression is one of mock-seriousness, as if she's enforcing company policy, while your face displays a mix of embarrassment and **** pride.

Neha steps in with her instructions, "Rachel, I want you to look authoritative, like you're laying down the law. And John, try to look a bit more... compliant. This is about contrast."

Rachel tightens her grip slightly, her fingers warm against your sensitive skin. "Compliant, huh?" she muses, giving you a playful squeeze. "Think you can manage that, John?"

You swallow hard, nodding slightly as your cock twitches in her hand. The sign she holds hovers right above your throbbing erection, making the message unmistakably clear.

Lucy snaps a few pictures, capturing the dynamic perfectly. "Rachel, tilt the sign a bit more towards the camera. We need to properly denote what the prized asset actually is."

Rachel adjusts the sign, ensuring the arrow points directly at your cock. She leans in closer to you, her breath warm on your ear, and whispers, "Guess you're not the prized asset, just this magnificent cock of yours."

"Look at that, the sign's pointing to exactly where it should," Emily comments, her voice filled with a mix of amusement and arousal.

Marina chuckles, "As if there was any doubt what the real star of the show is."

"Rachel’s really got him by the balls, huh?" someone from the crowd calls out, causing a ripple of laughter.

Neha pauses, considering the comment. "You know, that's not a bad idea. Rachel, why don’t you grab his balls instead? It'll better show off the 'property' and illustrate the control."

Rachel's smirk widens as she moves her hand to firmly cup your balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. "How's this?" she asks, her voice now tinged with a playful dominance.

"Perfect," Neha says, with Lucy's camera capturing every moment. "Now, John, try to look a bit more ****. This is about showing who's in charge."

Rachel's fingers caress your sensitive skin, sending shivers up your spine. The humiliating yet arousing situation makes your cock twitch even harder.

"He's loving this," Sandy says with a giggle, her eyes fixed on your throbbing erection.

Rachel's expression is one of mock professionalism as she replies, "Just making sure the company's prized asset is well-handled."

Lucy captures the moment perfectly, her camera clicking steadily. "Excellent, Rachel. You both nailed it. Let’s move on to the next setup."

The photoshoot continues with Neha and Lucy expertly guiding each pose. Next up is a scene designed to capture a mix of faux professionalism and playful distraction, with Sandy and Olivia at the helm.

Neha claps her hands to get everyone's attention. "Alright, John, for this next pose, you’re going to be giving an imaginary presentation. Point to an invisible document and look like you’re really into it. Sandy, I want you to hold up your notepad like you’re taking notes, but make sure the camera catches the sketches and doodles you’re actually making. Olivia, you'll be using this ruler to measure him—focus entirely on his size."

As you stand in front of Sandy and Olivia, pointing at an imaginary chart, Sandy raises her notepad. Her eyes dart between your face and the notepad, where she’s busily sketching your cock, making lewd doodles. Olivia, with a ruler in hand, meticulously measures your length, her concentration solely on your erection.

Neha directs, "Perfect, Sandy, tilt the notepad slightly so we can see those sketches. Olivia, keep that ruler steady, like you’re seriously measuring data. John, stay focused on your presentation."

The room fills with whispers and chuckles:

"Wow, talk about a show-and-tell," someone giggles.

"This is definitely going to be in the next quarterly report," another voice teases.

"I didn’t know presentations could be this... hands-on," Marina murmurs, followed by more chuckles.

"Look at them, so studious," Rachel comments with dripping sarcasm.

"Think they’ll need a bigger ruler?" Lucy jokes, causing a ripple of laughter.

"I never paid this much attention in any of my meetings," Emily adds, clearly amused.

You feel a mix of embarrassment and arousal as Sandy's sketching and Olivia's measuring add a provocative twist to the scene. Sandy, taking advantage of your position, blows a light stream of air onto your cock, causing it to twitch. Neha notices immediately.

"John, hold your pose!" Neha reprimands playfully. "We need to get this shot perfect."

The teasing comments from your colleagues escalate:

"Better keep that cock under control, John," Marina taunts.

"Need a hand staying still?" Rachel adds with a sly grin.

Olivia, trying to maintain her composure, stifles a giggle, "It’s hard to measure something that keeps moving."

Lucy snaps photos from various angles, capturing the blend of professionalism and overt sexual tension. "Great, hold that pose... and snap!"

Each click of the camera feels like a confirmation of your surrender to this exhibitionist spectacle, and you can't help but feel the heat rising in your cheeks—and elsewhere—as the shoot continues.

Neha steps back, reviewing the shots on her camera with a satisfied grin. "Alright everyone, let’s move on to the group shots! Everyone, come on down under the lights!"