Breaking In the New Hire

For the next few hours, Diana was **** to stand and endure the attentions of the employees of the company. At first, it was simple enough. She stood where she had been pinned, the metal bar running up against her back, and her arms locked to the cross section, keeping them spread. The handcuffs bit against her skin slightly with each motion, but other than this, not much had changed. She shifted a bit from foot to foot as her legs got tired, but after a while, she felt she'd gotten a grip on the situation. Even her lack of underwear became something she was used to.

"I'm very sorry..." Amber said, looking towards the ground. The other woman was kneeling by the side of the restraints. Because Suran had not let her get changed, she was still without a skirt or panties of any kind, her whole lower half bare. Her skin was beaded with sweat from her earlier punishment, and her womanhood was swollen with arousal. Diana felt odd when she looked at her, strange in a way she could not quite fathom. She was pretty sure that she was into guys, not girls. But Amber made her feel tingly and weak at the knees. Perhaps it was because of her situation? Or maybe it was the fact that Amber might represent a future state for herself? It was hard to say.

"It's fine." Diana said, after a moment to gather herself. "You were just doing what you were told, right? That's how it works here."

"Y-yeah..." Amber said. "That's how it works here... you two are new recruits right? Well, I'm sorry for that too. I guess they've got something on you?"

"Debt." Diana said. "A lot of it."

"Ah. With me, it was pictures. A drunk night out, didn't realise someone was recording, got a bit naughty, and now I'm here." She winced. "Not one of my better choices, have to be honest."

"Why are you not covering yourself?" Diana asked, gesturing with her head towards the other woman. "Suran's not here now."

"He would find out..." Amber said, "And I'd be punished again, even more harshly than before. As far as Suran is concerned, my body isn't even my own anymore. It belongs to the company. He made sure to tell me that when I first joined up. I'm sure he'll tell you too."

"He already has." Diana said.

Before they could say anything else, the door opened. Diana looked, but it wasn't Suran that stepped inside. Instead, it was another man, dark haired and tall. His eyes scanned the room, and fell upon the two of them fairly quickly. Amber made a soft ''meeping'' sound as he took in her half naked body, but even then, she didn't hide herself.

"What's this?" He said. "A new hire?"

"Y-yes sir..." Amber said. "This is Diana, she's new to the company..."

"First day, then?" The man guessed, looking at her with an expression that was hard to read. "Well, you'll soon learn your place here. Let's see if I can be of any help in that regard."

He stepped forwards, Diana felt heir body tense, but there was no escape, the bindings held her tightly as he reached down, his fingers fumbling along her legs. The contact made her shudder and shiver as he got closer to her womanhood. When he found it, Diana jerked, his fingers greedily forcing themselves inside of her. She almost couldn't believe how abrupt he'd been. No foreplay or anything like a lead-up, just a simple desire to touch her. His fingers brushed her lower lips, the tips of them entering her pussy, forcing aside her labia, and filling her core. She tried to stay silent, but the way her legs shook surely communicated the feelings of mixed helplessness and desire better than any sound could have. His fingers were rough and demanding, driving themselves into her faster and faster, until she felt like her skin was aflame, her body crying out for more contact. Diana came a second time, her hands clenched, her legs trembling.

But it was not over. As Diana tried to catch her breath, the man dropped to his knees, reaching for her skirt, and tugging it slowly town her body. Diana froze as she felt her cover torn away, falling to hang around her ankles. Her waist, legs and womanhood now totally bare. She could see the glistening liquid which clung to her lower lips, the results of the man's crude ministrations.

"Amber," The man said, making the other woman jump. "Looks like our friend here is a little wet between the legs. Why don't you help her out?"

"Y-yes, master..." Amber said, shooting Diana a look of silent apology. The brown-haired secretary fell to her hands and knees, crawling towards where Diana was locked. Diana for her part said nothing, her pussy was tingling now, her mouth felt dry. Amber's face was inches from her womanhood, and it occurred to her that no other woman had ever seen her like this.

Amber buried her face between Diana's legs, the older twin groaned, and then moaned as she felt her labia being spread open, Amber's hot breath made her blood dance and quake, the touch of her tongue was enough to elicit a sharp breath, a gasp spiking desire as the want thundered through her body. Her skin tingled, almost burned with intensity as Amber started to lick her, her tongue made Diana go weak, trembles spread through her body, echoing from her core. Each one rippling, rippling through her nerves and skin.

Worse, the man watched it all, Diana pressed her eyes tightly closed, but she could feel his gaze. His eyes locked on her body, the greedy and lusty look in his face as he watched one of the secretaries demean and humiliate a second. Diana could feel her body reacting, she was grinding against Amber, her breath felt hot in her mouth and throat. Her head was swirling, and she was gasping, her lungs felt so empty, as if all of her air was being driven out by the convulsions which were rippling through her in response to Amber's touch.

Oh god, the man was watching all of this. He was seeing everything.

Not only that, but he was also aroused by it. Even as Amber continued to eat her out, Diana saw the man undo his pants, his erection was already fully on show as he stepped forward. Poor Amber never had a chance, he told her to present herself to him, spreading her legs and raising her body even as she was also ordered to continue to pleasure Diana. Then, he fucked her. Right then and there, grunting as he drove himself into her body, sheathing his cock in her pussy, making her whole body quake with each thrust. Amber moaned, and the motion of his actions carried through to Diana, Amber's tongue took on a whole new tempo now, more wild and chaotic, pausing and starting in turn with the emotions that Amber herself was feeling, desire and pleasure surging through her body.

For several long minutes, poor Amber was at the centre of things. Her tongue was stroking, caressing and pleasuring Diana, even as her own womanhood was violated, the man fucking her with every sign of pleasure and enjoyment. He didn't even pull out, instead, releasing himself right inside of her, his seed dripping down her legs and pussy as he stepped back to redo his pants.

After he left, there was no more words. Diana hung by her chains, her arms limp, her womanhood soaking, Amber knelt beside her, in a very similar state.

But it was not done yet. That was only their first interaction of the day. A little bit after the man had left, another one entered. This one was young looking and blond, only twenty at the oldest, and still boyish around the face. He seemed to be a new hire himself, gazing at the two of them as he walked in as though he could not believe his luck.

This man did not fuck either of them directly. Instead, he used some of the toys that the room contained. Amber was **** to endure pain as two weights were connected to her breasts, then chained together so that she could not move without feeling the pull. For Diana, he found a large dildo with a suction cup at the base, and stuck it to the ground under her, ordering her to impale herself on it as he stroked himself and watched.

Diana didn't have a choice. Knees shaking, she spread her legs, the tip of the plastic dildo pressing into her womanhood felt cold and uncomfortable, as she slowly lowered her weight, trying to ease it into her, she could sense the man's glee at her situation. The dildo gradually grew thicker, forcing her labia further and further apart, Diana winced, and then hissed as she felt it filling her up, far larger than a real cock ever could have been. The shame of what she was doing was foremost in her mind, she could feel it, a haunting sensation that accompanied every moment of pleasure from the intrusion. Part of her mind kept saying she shouldn't be doing this, she shouldn't be feeling this.

But it was drowned out by the rest of her. As she felt the dildo filling her up more and more, as she lowered herself down to the very base of it, Diana realised she had never felt so totally helpless, so totally humiliated as she did in that moment.

The man made her fuck it. Rising and falling, pushing herself off it and then letting it impale her again. As she did so, he criticised her performance, talking down to her every moment, as though the dildo were a human partner that she was failing.

After he was finally bored of this, he told her to stand again. Diana gasped, thinking that he was finally done, but he was not. He took a small bead vibrator, and ordered Amber to place it inside of Diana's pussy. Then, he turned it on and left. Diana did her best to sit down, crossing her legs, though her arms were still being pulled uncomfortably by her bindings. The vibrator buzzed away between her folds, gradually building resonance as her nerves became more and more sensitive to it. She couldn't take it out, her hands were bound, so she was **** to sit and try to endure it. And she did, her back leaning against the pole, and her eyes closed, Diana did her best to master her trembling body. But it was no use, the vibrator was a machine, utterly relentless, not stopping or pausing. It simply powered through any barrier she could build. The setting was low, but as the minutes ticked by, Diana felt herself growing tighter, her pussy trembling, her clit buzzing with energy and heat.

She was going to cum again, and it wasn't the last time either. Again and again, the vibrator got to her, making her tremble and moan, the wordless sounds of pleasure being **** from her helpless mouth as her very body rebelled against her.

She had never felt like this. Never felt something as intense as this. Her too tight top was pressing against her chest, her nipples digging into the white fabric. her skirt was around her ankles, her legs were crossed, and her pussy beading with her own liquids, a vibrator shoved inside of her, masking her tremble and shake.

What would her friends think if they could see her now? What would they say if they knew Diana, the cool, cold, logical ice queen, was being **** to cum again and again? Her body screaming for release, her womanhood burning with desire. Oh god, it felt so good. Wherever Lisa was, Diana wondered if she was feeling the same way.

Eventually, someone else came and removed the vibrator. But it was only so that they could access her womanhood themselves, spreading her lower lips with their bare hands, and gently tracing their fingers over it in a slow and methodical way, as though they were trying to learn every inch of her.

After this, someone **** Amber to give them a blowjob, and then made her masturbate to orgasm before forcing her to ride a sybian with her newly sensitive womanhood.

After that, someone else came in and with their phone, took photos of the two of them. Diana felt her skin tingle, and her face blush deeply red as the phone's false flash threw her body into clear relief. Just to make sure that he had gotten everything he wanted to, he made Amber hold open Diana's pussy, stretching her lower lips to the side and then took a close up photo.

And so, the day continued. Another few people trickled in and out, most of them making use of Diana or Amber or even both. Eventually, the two of them felt utterly used and utterly spent. Diana's lower body was aching with use, her pussy was dripping, her lower lips engorged. She had been teased and touched and tormented, but it wasn't over yet. Before she could even have much of a rest, Suran finally returned, unchaining her from the stand, and gesturing for Amber to follow him as well.