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Chapter 6 by wicker wicker

Does the man continue? Does Gloria make it to the meeting?

Kind of

The man stopped time. He went over to Gloria and lifted her off of her chair. He bunched her skirt around her waist then pulled her panties down. He took a vibrating egg out, turned in on high, and slipped it into her pussy. He pulled her panties up and gave her another wedgie. He pulled her skirt back into place and sat her down. He went to his hiding place in a closet and restarted time.

Gloria bolted up straight in her seat. "Oh god!"

"What?" asked Bradley.

"Um, oh god...nothing!" said Gloria. She got up and ran from her office. She made it to the bathroom.

The man stopped time. He remembered the dentist office on the first floor. He went down and "borrowed" some topical Novocaine. He returned to Gloria. He swabbed her right hand down with super glue. He then put a large dildo in it, closed her hand around it and duct taped it in place. He then took her into a stall, rubbed the Novocaine on her tongue, lips, and gums, and then tied her to the toilet. He tied her left hand to a pipe. He then left and restarted time.

Gloria realized she was now tied to the toilet. "What the fuck?!" she looked at the dildo and tried to free her left hand. "Help!" she yelled. The vibrating egg kept going. "Oh god, someone help." Then the Novocaine kicked in. "Hehhhlll! Whu du fuuu!"

Gloria's pussy was starting to leak.

Meanwhile, Bradley and Sharron and Gloria's clients were waiting in a conference room.

Suddenly the door opened. It seemed like she appeared from nowhere, but Gloria stood in front of them. In her right hand was a large black dildo, her panties were around her ankles, her skirt was gone, and her blouse was wide open. Her pussy was leaking. "Whaaaa huuupppennnen?!" she yelled.

"What is this?!" yelled a middle aged balding man in a light gray suit. "Is this a joke?!"

"Gloria!" yelled her boss, a woman in her sixties. "This is unacceptable! Get a hold of yourself!"

The conference room doors closed. Gloria turned and grabbed a door handle with her left hand, but the door was locked. "Huuu muhhh!"

From his hiding place, the man smiled at Gloria's humiliation.

keep going or move on?

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