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Chapter 8 by CocksleeveDottie CocksleeveDottie

Will Ashley's brain be intact after spending the weekend on the peak of orgasm?

Fuck no

Ashley, the new Office Fleshlight, was a tan, 4’ 11” short-haired, raven-haired dyke with newly expanded H-Cup breasts. She had piercings in her ears, nose, lips, eyebrows, nipples, bellybutton, labia, clit, everywhere. Her hobbies included being as confrontational as possible and bullying blonde bimbos.

She was in the Office Infirmary, waiting for some final surgeries before she could start her duties as an Office Fleshlight. She’d been there since lunchtime on Friday. It was Saturday. Her surgery was on Monday. This might be okay in any other situation. But not for the situation she was in. She was strapped to her bed with no way of moving her arms or legs. Vibrators were on full power in her ass and cunt. Vibrating eggs were attached to the nipples of her enhanced tits.

And she hadn’t cum since Friday morning.

Office Fleshlights couldn’t cum on Business Premises. She was on Business Premises. She was an Office Fleshlight on Business Premises.

She was on the edge of cumming. She’d been on the edge of cumming since Friday lunchtime. Her body was given no chance to calm, but it also couldn’t tip her over the edge. The only way she could cum would be if she was no longer on Business Premises or if she announced a desire to be impregnated and attempted to get pregnant.

She was a dyke. She had never fucked a man. She hated kids and never wanted to have kids.

-O-

Bill the Janitor was being paid extra to come in on the weekend to clean-up and take care of Ashley. Ashley had always taken the time to make fun of the seventy year old Janitor. He was chubby, but tall and powerfully built. He was very hairy, all silver by his age, but still thick.

Ashley was humping air, trying to tip herself over the edge. He pressed her down and began cleaning her up. She’d hurled **** at first, but eventually she’d started behaving better. Her eyes pleaded with him, **** to cum.

He pulled the vibrator out of her clenching butthole and slid his thick dick into her. She gasped in surprise, delight and a small amount of pain.

She whinnied and thanked him. Until it became clear to her she wasn’t going to be cumming anytime soon. She ground herself against him as much as she could, begged him to help her cum. He agreed.

“All you gotta do is let me fill you up with future sluts.” He responded. Ashley froze. No, she couldn’t do that. Not with Bill. He continued to saw inside and out of her asshole. So close to cumming. Just a little…. Just a little… Just a…

“FUCK! JUST FUCKING FUCK ME! PLEASE! I NEED TO CUM! I NEED TO FUCKING CUM! I’LL GIVE BIRTH TO ALL THE CUMDUMSTERS YOU WANT! JUST LET ME CUM!” Bill grinned and turned off all the vibrators. Without the constant pulse, she felt some of her mind return, but also felt… ill at ease. Like she needed to always be on the verge of cumming to feel normal.

“Clean up my cock before I knock you up.” Bill growled and slapped his cock down on the short dyke’s face. She opened her mouth and started sucking mindlessly. Her body felt cold and she needed this man’s cock inside her so she can cum.

Once his cock was cleaned and slick with her saliva, Bill undid Ashley’s restraints and got her on all fours. He slid his cock into her and gave her Official Permission. She immediately started cumming.

“FUUUUUUUU-” her mind went white. She was mindless, too far gone. “UUUUUUUUU-” none of her sluts had ever gotten her to cum so hard, so much. Was it always like this with cock? “UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-” His cock was even thicker than her thickest dildo. She’d never felt so filled before. And he was still hadn’t cum yet. Oh god, she’s still. “UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCK!” Oh fuck, of god! So good. So good. He’s fucking her so good. She’s still cumming. How can she still be cumming?

“HNNG!” She feels intense heat fill her womb and it’s like she’s cumming even harder. He doesn’t stop, he doesn’t soften. He sits back and pulls her back to bounce on his lap. His cock going so deep. He just lifts her up and slams her down. It feels like it’s shaking her insides about and slamming her womb down hard on his cock.

-O-

Bill took her out of the Office Infirmary and fucked her in his store cupboard. While there he clipped her nipples and clit with clothes pegs. He took hold of her legs and tilted her like a wheelbarrow. He fed his cock into her and made her walk on her hands. He thrust into her, filling her with more of his seed as he walked her to her office.

He dropped her on her desk and resumed fucking her. She squirted all over her paperwork. He logged her onto her computer so she could upload her impregnation on her Social Media. It was seeing the recording commented on by her exes that she finally saw her hair.

They’d dyed her hair blonde. She was a big-titted Bimbo cocksleeve.

Just like Jenny.

No, she was worse than Jenny.

It’d been a year and Jenny hadn’t gotten knocked up. Jenny was everyone’s fucktoy, but on Day One Ashley had agreed to be knocked up by a guy she hated. Begged him.

Fuck. She deserved to spend the rest of her life giving blowjobs to everyone.

-O-

Bill fucked Assfuck (her suggestion of a name) for the rest of Saturday, all of Sunday, and Monday until the Doctors arrived. She begged the Doctor to let someone fuck her while she’s under.

She finished Monday as a K-Cup. She stayed the night again, willingly, and got gangfucked by the rest of the Cleaning Staff.

Tuesday she was upped to an M-Cup. Mr Anderson showed his old moves from his boxing days using her melons as punching bags.

Wednesday she was upped to a P-Cup. She was given a Pig Costume and a nosehook to pull her nose back to look like a pig snout. She crawled all around the building on all fours squealing like a pig and begging for cum.

Thursday she was upped to a T-Cup. The men refused to cum in her until all the female staff had a chance to fist her ass. The Doctors then confirmed she was indeed pregnant. She was so happy she invited everyone to see how many cocks she could fit in her ass at the same time. She took four.

But her mood dimmed when she realised she wasn’t cumming.

She was only allowed to cum on Business Premises if she was trying to get pregnant. She was pregnant.

She made to leave at the end of the day but was stopped by Jennifer, who gleefully informed Assfuck that since she hadn’t left work to pay her bills last week, her home was gone. She had to stay on Business Premises unless she had somewhere to go.

She looked to her colleagues, to her Boss, to Jennifer. But they all gleefully refused.

She was stuck at work, alone, with nobody to fuck her, unable to cum.

She leapt on cocks on Friday with mindless need. She needed cum! She needed someone to take her home!

The ballot spat out a name and it was Mr. Anderson! Her and Kyle were friends, he’d be happy to fuck her through a few orgasms.

Wrong.

Mr. Kyle Anderson decided he liked seeing Assfuck **** and needy. He filled her with vibrators and fitted her with a Chasity Apparatus so she couldn’t touch her cunt. Her asshole was exposed for him to fuck and fill with cum, but he always made sure to stop before she came.

-O-

Meanwhile Jenny was sat in Assfuck’s old apartment with Bill and a few other co-workers, watching Assfuck’s humiliation on the widescreen TV. The doorbell rang. Some of Assfuck’s Exes were coming over to watch the bitch get fucked straight.

More humiliation for Ashley/Assfuck? New Office Fleshlights? Back to Jenny? New Rules?

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