Hell no! (Straight)

You don’t really like it… so you're pleased to see it was apparently just a brotherly kiss between colleagues as thy split again and both begin kissing one of the present women. You don't have anything against gay men but… you’re apparently, even as a woman, who enjoys seeing men and their cocks, not progressive enough to watch them have sex. You scold yourself a little for that, but can’t help it.

As you find yourself on the floor, kneeling on the lush carpet of the huge hotel room you look to your side. No, there's no doubt this is a very straight company with very clear gender roles.

You wonder about this for a fraction of a second – you had a close look at the hierarchical structure of your new company online and one of the two women kneeling next to your right now ranks very high in it. In fact, she’s the boss’s direct subordinate making her outrank each of the other men standing in front of you now with rock hard erections. But just like the other woman who worked at the laptop when you came in and who seems to be more on your level of the hierarchy, she now kneels here, looking up at the men eagerly. When it comes to the sexual duties, your new company‘s organisation is a bit more old fashioned than its modern employment policy makes it seem.

The way they stand it apparently falls to you as the new girl to take care of the gender imbalance. You smile. More for you, you take your boss’ cock into your mouth and suck it gently while stroking his right hand man’s rod with your free hand. The slurping and moaning from your sides tells you the other two ladies have started their workday just as well.

The lower ranking woman is eagerly working on the lawyer’s cock, which, to your surprise means on your right side there's only one possible couple left – the number two of the whole company now takes the cock of the man who's clearly her direct subordinate into her mouth and eagerly licks and sucks it like a bitch in heat. You don’t have much time to think about it, being the only woman busy with two cocks, but you find it – amazing, You have no doubt these two have an ordinary work relationship when the clothes come back on with the woman being in charge of every and all decisions but when it comes to sex – this company is a clear, unashamed patriarchy.

You focus your efforts back on your task ahead, alternately suck and lick the cocks of the Big Boss and his right hand, giving your all – your real life experience you've made as woman in the last week as well as the seemingly innate skills and talents this body came with. Or what your subconsciousness has gathered in your life as a man, longing to do just this. It doesn't matter, the males are obviously very pleased with the new girl in the company, the first impression you make on a proper workday seems – very good.

The slurping noises and the cocks in your hands and mouth do their job quickly, your pussy gets hot and bothered and wet and you're beginning too wonder – as much as you love sucking cock, when someone will take care of it. Of course, patience is one of the big qualities your new body has over your old one. Alexander suffered deeply from the male condition of being totally controlled by his dick when it got - not really big, but hard. Lexi can control herself, enjoy the feeling of wetness and arousal without the all encompassing need to give into it.

Still you breath a sigh of relief, when the men decide to take it to the next level.

The lawyer steps behind the lower ranking woman, the female manager’s subordinate behind his boss. You look up at the two men in charge of you and they take your arms and roughly pull you up and throw you on the bed. You gulp as it becomes clear how they mean to share you. You have no experiences with this in re life since you're woman. You only hope your body is a prepared for this as it has been for everything else thrown at you since you’re a woman.

The right hand man lies down on the bed and pulls you on top of him, wordlessly pushing your pussy onto his cock that stands up straight like a flagpole.

It’s unbelievably pleasant, but your enjoyment is tainted a little bit by the anticipation of what the Big Boss is obviously planning,

He places himself behind you as you bend over his right hand man on all fours and places his cock, still wet and slippery from your salvia, thank goodness, against your tight and tiny sphincter. You take deep breath. He hasn't asked you for consent, but it's implied in taking the job, you know. There's nothing you can – or want to do against this man deflowering your ass.

You try to relax – it works a little but his big Teutonic pole entering your tiny little sphincter still hurts. Especially as he stays true to his nature he's shown and shows little concern to your needs but pushes in hard, steady, relentless until he’s all in and you feel his pubic hair tickle your cheeks. You grind your teeth and let out a soft moan. He stays inside you for a few seconds, not moving and you're grateful, using the time to get used to the huge cock stretching your unused hole. Breath deeply. As the pain subsides it really feels good. Full. Complete, somehow. You like this feeling. A lot.

So when he moves it back and the pain returns, softer, less intrusive, even enhancing your experience now. You can easily close your eyes, relax some more and welcome the Big Man’s Big Cock into your bowels. You let out another moan, gasp, and groan, as the man under you now joins his boss' penetration of your sanctums, moves his hips up. You can't really think clearly right now, but your boss takes over. He shouldn't have to do work in that position, you being on top, pushing back against your boss' cock in your asshole at the same time also fuck his right hand's cock into your wet hungry pussy.

You don’t get much time to adapt, the two men start taking you in earnest as soon as it becomes clear that you’re fully into it. The cock in your ass does what it did to you the last two days. Roughly the man fucks your tiny hole – fast and hard, without a care to your needs, finding his very own rhythm and speed, you adapt, fuck him back in the same way, returning his thrust with pushes. It hurts, your asshole begins to burn in low, hot fire, but the pain adds to the experience, makes your pussy, mercilessly ploughed by the other man’s cock, wetter and grab the cock even harder, as does your tight sphincter now.

You hear yourself groan a animalistically, the pain and pleasure continues sending waves of hot lust through your body that makes you cum quickly and heavily. Then again, and again. Being sandwiched between the two German men who use you like a sex doll for their pleasure not caring for yours. Does the best job of giving you pleasure anyone ever has.

You lose count over how often you come, your orgasms following each other with hardly an interruption and you're too far out to even form the thought “multiple orgasm” in your sex dazed mind.

Eventually you feel two hot fountains of cum inside you, your pussy first, followed little time later by a gushing load of semen in your bowels. As the two cocks slide out, you collapse on the mattress, panting heavily. You only come back to your senses when you feel two pairs of hand caressing your body, soft hands, gentler than the rough male paws griping you during your threesome. You open your eyes and see the two women stroking you, kissing you, licking your nipples, your belly button. You had little leisure to pay attention to the other two couples, but the women's faces are flushed, sweaty, you’re pretty sure you see what you may poetically describe as post orgasmic bliss.

You smile at them and return their caresses barely aware of the four men sitting aside the bed, watching you three. You don’t know it they are actually kind enough to grant you tree women some lesbian fun time to come down after the rough male penetrations or it his is mostly a show for the men’s entertainment. They clearly enjoy it, already all of them are hard, but you don really care. It's so nice. As much as you enjoyed being roughed up and manhandled by the men, and in your own post-orgasmic bliss you have absolutely zero room to care about any possible male part in you and what he may think about your new submissive personality – lying here and tenderly, gently playing with two women, soft, gently, lovingly is very nice and calms you down immensely. Who cares if you do it to arouse your new boss and workmates?

You three end up in daisy chain, each of you with a mouth against her pussy and her mouth against another, and apparently your body was longing for a softer touch after the rough and raw fucking and cums twice more, before the men stand up and interrupt your merry circle of lesbianism.

“OK, enough with the girly stuff, ladies, time to end this business meeting the way it should end!"

The other two women arise quickly and obediently. You can only follow their lead till slightly dazed. They walk to the big desk across from the bed, grab the edges of it and bend over pushing out their firm and well shaped asses. You gulp. This position, in this company, promises of rough ending. And it seems to be the normal way to end one of these work orgies. Your knees begin to shake as you follow the example of your two workmates and bend over the desk, your ass presented to the four men. You hear them chuckle.

“Good girls.”

You don't dare to look around but hear the men open a suitcase and then move back closer to you. You have little time to wonder when you feel a burning, stinging, sharp pain on your ass and let out a blood curling scream. The men behind you laugh a deep belly laugh as the woman next to you . The SECOND in command of the whole company, you still have to remind yourself in unbelieving shock – lets out a groan as the smack of leather on flesh comes from her side of the desk. You do dare to look around now – the men stand behind you, black leather riding crops in hand, your slap came for the big boss while hers – yes – was administered by her subordinate. You find it hard to believe these two can possibly have a work relationship that is so reverse from what they do behind closed doors, but apparently it works.

Into your musing cuts a gasp from your left, as the lower ranking woman also gets her first stroke across her ass.

You lower your head. You had expected spankings for punishment. This isn’t one though. There's no need to punish you for your performance you're sure, this serves no other purpose than to provide the sadistic urges of the three man. Bastards! You think to yourself and another stroke smacks your ass but in red hoot pain. You suppress a scream this time and only groan.

All men are sadistic pigs who… another stroke makes you gasp, and you feel a tear running down your cheek - but you ALSO feel your pussy cry. Or rather drip. Wet juices run down your thigh. And as the men continue to paint your ass red, you can't deny this session is NOT just to fulfil the sadistic needs of the men, but also – your masochistic needs. With every new stroke the pain in your ass grows hotter – as does the desire in your pussy, and when the count reaches double digits, you can’t control yourself any more, as the strokes hit, the flash of pain mixes with a flash of lust from your pussy all through your body and you groan, pant, moan and cum.

The four men behind you laugh, clearly being able to distinguish the sound of pleasure for your moans of pain from long experience.

“Versautes kleines Flittchen!”

You hear your boss call you., You don’t know the adjective, the noun at the end means something in the vain of floozie. You lower your head and blush. Can't deny it, can you?

“You girls better watch out,the new girl is a true pain slut, it seems. She’ll be everyone's favourite toy in the company.”

You hear them laughing and a slapping noise - a high five, you assume. Look to your sides, as the men get back to work and finishing the session, completing a set of 15 strokes for each of your butts.

You see no reaction in the women's faces to the men’s praise of you – they're VERY focused on their lesson at hand. They submit to the men’s whims and sadistic games, but don't seem to enjoy it as much as you do. Guess the boss is right.

But there's no jealousy in them – when the session ends, they hug you warmly and gently. They don't seem care about competition or rivalry in this part of the job. You're all female fellow sisters available for the men’s cocks and crops. It doesn't matter who of you enjoys them a little more.

You spend a good time with aftercare, all three together – under the men's hungry gazes, apply cooling lotion on each other's burning red asses – under the men’s hungry gazes. Apparently every part of these sessions serve their pleasure.

Eventfully you get dressed, and all hug and kiss, you women among yourselves, but the men as well. The hierarchy is clear in these sex session, the men are in control, but the behaviour, outside the roughness and pain, remains professional, always. You look into the others eyes grateful for the great day. As you’re all dressed you smile as you feel the sudden shift you still can't believe it all actually happened. The female manager takes out her phone and looks at her male subordinate.

“I have a video conferee in an hour, look over the files I need for that and make sure they're in order and complete."

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“And check the laptop. We don't want that microphone problem form last time to repeat.”

“No, Ma’am.”

Now that the sex is done, she's the boss and he’s taking orders. It's as if he isn't the reason she’ll spend the video conference with an extra cushion under her burning ass. Fascinating. The efficiency with with these Germans are able to separate their professional façade from their behind closed door shenanigans is utterly amazing. You wonder how long it'll take you to get used to it…

“Alright, Fräulein Lexi. Very good first work day. You’ll fit in perfectly well with us, I'm sure. We already hare everything settled, on Monday we’ll pick you up at your apartment and fly rot your your new home in Germany."

You gulp. And nod.

“Danke, meim Herr. I can’t wait.”

Which is true. Nervous as you are, you really can’t…

Which makes you look at Sunday with very mixed feeling. Have yo totally given up on being a man? That.. can't be it. You still…

You feel the gemstone around your neck glowing warm. Shake your head,

You’re still to confused to think about that.. The multiple orgasms, the spankings, you’re an emotional mess. A mess who really loves being this woman that you are.