Its raining pussy

Meredith Rocco, local weather girl and the town's innocent sweetheart, arrived at my office just as another small fat male executive was leaving with a cardboard box and a sad expression.

"Come in Miss Rocco, please take a seat!"

"Thank you." she said, looking a little nervous but managing to flash one of her charming smiles.

"That was Mr LeLievre leaving there. Services no longer required." I said with a serious expression.

"Oh. I see." she said.

"Yes. Head of advertising I believe. Or at least he was."

"Yes. That's right." She sat on the edge of her seat, hands on her knees.

"Your career is in a very precarious position just now as is everone's at LIHT".

"Yes. That's right. I know", she said, and appeared to shiver.

I had a look down at the list of sluts prepared by Vicki earlier. The one listing all the staff by how likely they were to suck cock or use any sexual means to advance their career. Of course, Vicki had put herself at the top of it, but Meredith was listed as number 2. I wondered how far she would go to hang onto her job without me having to make much use of the magic word.

"I was speaking to Coleen Rowland earlier. She was very keen to keep her job".

Meredith's eyes lifted to see where this was going, then said. "Yes, I saw from your broadcast that we would all have to re-apply for our jobs."

"And you will have heard that there is a casting couch element to the interview? Coleen was only to keen to suck my dick"

"Uh, yes, I heard. Um".

"Are you intending re-applying for your job?

"Yes," she lowered her head, then lifted it once more, "absolutely. Um, would you like me to... suck you?".

It was strange to hear such a positive breezy personality as the local weather girl offer such a service, but still, I declined, determined to stretch this a bit further. "Hmm, not quite". I turned and looked at the view from the office window as if bored, then turned back to the girl with the bubbly persona, and pushed a small attache case towards her. "Here. Try these on."

She flipped open the lid and carefully pulled out some flimsy garments and looked at them with incredulity. "You want me to..." and then she looked back in the case and gasped, putting her hand to her mouth.

"Yes, if you would. Do you need some privacy? or..."

"No. I, I don't know," she said.

"Its up to you, Miss Rocco. Please, dont let me influence you. Its just a job."

"ah, I, yes, I know." then deliberated and appeared to make up her mind "That's ok" she said and stood up. I thought she might be about to leave, but, she reached down to her waist and pulled her top up and over her head, exposing a nice velvet bra, which she unclipped straight away and sat both on the desk. Next, her skirt and panties came off, leaving her in nothing but her shoes. She was as well toned as her clothed image suggested and her tits more round and pert than I would have expected. I did not express any admiration however. Her neat pussy was bald as a ping pong ball.

Pursing her lips, Meredith pulled a pair of long sleeve black leather gloves out and put them on then got the next garment from the case and pulled it over her head. It was a sort of black latex balaclava, with a large circular hole in the front only for her mouth, and none through which she could see. She fumbled a bit and pulled the first item that caused her to gasp out - a ring gag. She opened her mouth wide and forced the hard rubber ring in behind her teeth, then reached behind her head to pull the strap through the buckle leaving her mouth gaping wide.

"Well done, I'll take it from here." I said, and stepped around the desk to behind the weather girl. With cable ties I secured her wrists behind her then her arms further up at her elbows. The last thing in the case was a spreader bar. I clamped one end of the manacles round her shapely left ankle, then knocked her other one away, supporting her in case she fell. Once I was sure she had her balance with her feet a yard apart, I secured the other end. Excellent. She looked amazing. From the front, all I could see of her face was her lips, and tongue inside her mouth, with an opening large enough to slide a cock into. However that wasn't the plan for today. I grabbed her tits and squeezed until she made a "oooh, ugh!" sound . Drool started to run from her lips. I lowered my hand to her naked bald pussy, spread wide open with her legs being unable to close, and slotted 3 fingers into her straight away. She was soaking wet already! I fingered her rapidly for a minute or two until she started making incoherent squealing noises then sat her down on the edge of the large walnut desk and began undressing myself.

I'm sure it wasn't unexpected when my cock slammed into her hot wet tunnel. However the impact took her by surprise and elicited an "ooomph" from her.

For a while, I hammered away at her cunt , admiring the drool running from the front of her mask onto her chest and grabbed hold of both her tits tightly. Getting close enough to kiss her, I spat straight in her mouth.

Eventually my cum spurted deep into her womb, and I slowed the pace and then withdrew and wiped my cock on the outside of her pussy before dressing.

The desk buzzer sounded.