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Chapter 9 by Jnightshade Jnightshade

Morning?

Feeling Full

You wake up to your alarm. Your head feels like a cotton ball and you ass feels full. It takes you a moment to realize you still have the butt plug inside you.

You get up, shower, dress and head to work.

You manage to make it in only a few minutes late. Cheryl is there to greet you with a smile and a shake.

You drink the shake and it fills you with delightful energy. You resume yesterday’s work without missing a beat. You manage to be incredibly productive.

Cheryl slips in at the end of the day. “So are we partying tonight?”

You nod.

“I got you the coolest latex dress.” She holds up a black latex mini-dress. “And, it has easy access! You like?”

You nod. “Looks incredible.”

“Want me to help you change?”

You remember trying to pull out the plug last night. You really are going to need Cheryl’s help.

“Yes, please.”

She grins at you and follows you into your office. You strip down naked. The butt plugs runes glow brightly. You pop it out and are overwhelmed by lust.

“F…u…c…k…me.” You manage to squeak.

“Are you sure, boss?”

You manage to nod. You can’t wait for her to cross the room and you begin pleasuring yourself. The moment you touch yourself you climax. You fall to your knees, your pussy leaving a puddle on the floor.

Cheryl reaches you. She caresses you and you orgasm again.

“I could get you to do anything right now, couldn’t I?”

You are too busy to cumming over and over again, as she fingers your pussy, to even answer her.

She whispers in your ear as she continues to pleasure you. You lose track of time and the number of orgasms.

“There is that better? We need to get to the party.”

The party, you had forgotten about the party. You can fuck people at the party.

“We need to get ready.” You say in a breathy voice.

Cheryl helps you into your dress. As she polished it, you climax with every wipe.

As you slip on seven inch heels, you catch a glimpse of yourself. You look and feel like an oversexed predator on the hunt. You can’t wait to let loose.

“C’mon, Cheryl, let’s party!”

How do you party?

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