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Hanna goes back to work
Hanna had a long, difficult walk home from the police station. The bands locked around her thighs, and locked to each other, meant that she could only take very short halting steps. Her nudity and cum covered body meant that onlookers felt encouraged to call out obscenities or even grope her as she walked by. Still, eventually she made it home and after giving Master a blowjob in exchange, finally got to take a shower to wash off the cum.
Dumb Slut proved to be somewhat useful. They couldn't talk to each other, but Dumb Slut was good at anticipating what Hanna might need and helped Hanna have a somewhat comfortable evening. On Monday morning Dumb Slut even helped Hanna get ready for work, which was easier said than done given her bondage. Still, they made her presentable and Hanna headed off to work. She couldn't be late after all, it was a rule.
Hanna headed towards her office and saw Ned already hard at work in his cubicle. She waved as she passed by, but saw him get up, presumably to talk to her, so she stopped and waited, "Good morning Mr. Jones."
"Good morning Hanna. What are you wearing? That top is not business casual, and those cuffs? The workplace isn't for your fetishes." Ned said rather seriously.

[Cuffs are supposed to be connected to chastity belt, but that's the best the AI would do]
Hanna tugged her wrists away from her body subconsciously, then shrugged, "It's...I was caught harassing a man for sex. The police did this. I can't help it. My top is a necessity, because I can't remove the cuffs it had to be strapless."
"Tsk...you know as a partner you represent this firm on, and off, the clock? I'm afraid I'm going to have to make a complaint to the Workplace Conduct Committee...you aren't going to go easy yon yourself, are you?"
Hanna shook her head, "No sir, I wouldn't dream of it."
"Good, then I'll file a formal complaint now. I'm also going to mention it to Richard later."
Hanna nodded, "Yes sir. Good idea."
Hanna went into her office and sat down, and realized she had a rather big problem. The cuffs weren't long enough for her to type properly. She could still manage to touch the keyboard, but her speed was dramatically reduced. She was wondering what she should do, when Ned's formal complaint came through.
"Perfect..." She said to herself.
She sat back contemplating what her punishment should be, then decided and summoned Brent Campbell to her office. When he arrived she explained the situation to him, "And so I think it's clear that I can't be trusted as Committee chair. That's why I'm recommending to Mr. Sullivan that you replace me as chair, and that I be removed from the committee entirely. And as a final act as chair, I am setting my punishment for today. Since I came dressed like a whore, I should act like one, don't you think? I will make myself available to the men in the office for...stress relief...should they need it."
Bruce tapped a finger against his thumb, "Hmm...I don't know Hanna. You got into this mess by harassing men for sex, and you think your punishment should be more male attention? Sounds pretty self serving to me."
Hanna flushed with embarrassment, "Well yes, but you see, the belt...I can't get any pleasure. Only give it."
"You have TITS, don't you? You'll satisfy your little addiction and everyone knows the cum is good for your health. I have a better idea," Bruce reached out and grabbed Hanna's tits roughly in his hands, "Yes...come with me."
He let go of her and led her out of his office. She followed him and at first she thought he was headed to the men's washroom, but then he ducked around the corner and opened a door she'd never really noticed before. Inside was a small custodian's closet. He kicked a bucket out of the way and walked to a poster on the wall. He tore it down and revealed a small hole in the wall. On the other side there was a translucent white sheet.
"W-what?" Hanna was shocked to see a hole in the wall like this.
"Ahmed punched a hole in the wall last week. He didn't want to get in trouble, so he put up a poster on either side," Bruce reached into the hole and pushed, then pulled his hand back with a crumbled up poster. Now Hanna could see straight through to the men's washroom, "Come here." Hanna obeyed and stepped forward. She gasped as Bruce ripped her top down, but didn't do anything.
Bruce put a hand on her back and pushed her forward until her boobs went through the hole.
"A perfect fit! I thought that might work." Bruce grinned, "Here's your punishment. Stand here and let the male employees get their stress relief, just like you suggested. They'll grope you, slap you, whatever. And you'll take it."
Hanna nodded grimly, "H-how long do I have to stand here?"
"Don't worry, I'm not going to make you stand all day. That's a different sort of punishment. I'll go get you a chair. All I ask is that every time the door opens, I'll turn the lights off in here so you'll tell by the light, you get up and shove your tits here. But I won't tell you how long. That's part of the punishment."
Hanna gulped, then nodded, "Ok. I'll do it."
Bruce slapped her on the ass. Hanna raised an eyebrow. She'd decriminalized breast groping, but what he'd done was technically against the rules. She wasn't about to complain though. Not at all.
As promised Bruce brought her a chair, then shut the lights off. Hanna had to constantly watch the hole, and whenever the lights came on she would stand up and stick her breasts through the hole. Some men ignored her, but not many. Her breasts were poked, prodded, pinched, slapped, spat on, and still Bruce didn't come to get her.

Despite the chair, her legs were getting sore. Her tits too. And then the men started to escalate things. As she pressed her chest into the hole she felt a sharp pain in her nipple. She yelped and started to pull back, but the man squeezed her nipple and she forced herself to stay put. Then there was another sharp pain and she let out a cry, which caused the man to laugh. When he was finally gone she sat back down and looked at her tits. He'd put binder clips on her nipples. At least they were the large ones, but still. She reached for them, but stopped. The pain had been intense at first, but now it was a dull throb. Maybe she'd leave them. That way he wouldn't come back and put the small clips on, those would be much worse.
The clips changed things. Men started hanging weights from them, pushing pen tips into them, causing more and more pain. Hanna didn't know how much more she could take, and then finally...
"Good work Hanna," Bruce flicked the light on and Hanna turned around. Bruce unceremoniously pulled the clips off, causing the blood to rush back in and the pain to briefly escalate, "Some of the guys went a little far, huh? Well you've earned a reward."
Bruce unbuckled his pants and shoved them down, exposing her cock. Hanna nodded and knelt down in front of him, opening her mouth to start to blow him, but he held her head back.
"Oh no. Not your mouth. Use those fat tits." Bruce said.
Hanna nodded, pushing her tits together and rubbing them up and down on his cock. Bruce moaned slightly and Hanna picked up the pace. Then without any warning he suddenly came, coating her tits in his cum.
"You may clean my cock with your mouth." He said seriously, like it really was a reward. of course, Hanna obeyed. She sucked his dick, relishing the cum hitting her tongue. When she was done he clicked his tongue, "Alright. You can clean yourself up, then you should take lunch. But a quick one, it's already after noon and you've accomplished nothing so far."
Noon? Oh no! Hanna had not yet added a rule. That means...
She gulped and nodded at him, "Thank you Sir."
She stood and looked down. If she pulled her shirt up to cover herself on the way to the washroom it would get dirty, but if she didn't...
Well she'd have to. She used her hands to scoop as much of it off as she could, licking her fingers clean, then pulled it up. She hurried to the washroom. She would have to wait to see what the rulebook added for her until after she was clean.
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