They take turns

You grimace as the girthy dildo penetrates you, but before you can drop your head, the woman’s hands grab a fistful of your hair to keep it up and pointed at the screen. Now you were watching a video of yourself masturbating from just last night. At that point you’d had no idea every moment of yours would be watched no matter how private you thought it was, so you had diddled yourself without shame or hesitation.

It was so incredibly hot, and the woman clearly knew her way around a strapon. So much so that you could feel an orgasm coming on already. The thrusts were rhythmic and persistent as if you were being fucked by a machine. That consistency more than anything is what made you cum when you finally did. Your moans, guttural, needy, and frantic, were music to her ears.

“Your turn, apprentice.” You heard her say.

The film on the projector changed and now you saw yourself in your bathroom yesterday as the boy **** was taking pictures of your hairy pussy before it had to be trimmed. You missed your bush already, but the new life of debauchery more than made up for it.

The boy’s cock slid in without warning as you felt his hands on your hips. He was much less aggressive than his mistress but still had the same metronomic rhythm. You wondered if she trained him on that specifically. Having already cum, you weren’t as in a rush this time and simply enjoyed the sensation of being fucked. When the boy came you could feel it filling you up in a warm sensation that you could never get enough of.

“Thank you, Madam. It was an honor welcoming you.” He said as if all they had shared was a handshake.

By the time you had stood up on your weak legs you heard a door shut behind you and the two were gone without ever seeing their faces.

“How was that?” John asked

“Weird, but I kinda liked it. You had to do that too?”

“Yeah. That was about 20 years ago. Back when she was the assistant and an older guy was the archivist.”

“And you don’t know their names or what they look like?”

“They’re selected secretly from the outgoing staff whenever the old archivist retires and the assistant is promoted. I’m sure with enough digging I could find out but that would defeat the purpose. Some might say it’s overkill on the secrecy but with the footage we have here I’m inclined to disagree.”

“So are we done down here?”

“Unless you want to watch some more stuff.”

“Like what?”