Lick

SOPHIE

No no, please don’t…

I… I didn’t come into work today expecting… to get my pussy licked by the… owner of the magazine?

This is too much… And after yesterday… I feel like I’m about to… to… faint…

This cannot be reality, right?

No- No workplace ever would accept anything like this. Pe-People would riot.

So… Why were we just all so… docile? Barely fighting back? For fuck’s sake, I was the only one that even tried to!

I was- was always just happy on my lonesome, tapping away on my keyboard, thinking only about f-fashion and how to write about it- But… For some reason… Things dramatically changed.

I dramatically changed. I’ve never been this… This… Obsessed with sex? It was like… I was constantly wet. Like 24/7. It was like my w-whole personality was suddenly… being controlled by my pussy? When did-

IYAAAKH!

Wait! That- That was a tongue… Running down my… leg?

“Hey! Very nice catch, Gretch. Lick up all that juice before it hits the floor. We don’t want this room smelling like female ejaculate now do we?”, …I heard Jack say.

“fhank you sfir…” Gretchen said while still pressing her slimy, wet tongue up and down and all around my left thigh.

My burning hot left thigh.

…

Any moment I would wake up.

And find out today and yesterday were all just one, big, intensive dream.

No, not dream. Nightmare. The most…

Erotic nightmare of my life.

Oh God. All I could hear was the constant sound of alarm in my head. My brains were warning me that all of this was insane… But… I still couldn’t stop… leaking.

Maybe I had to face it. I was terminally broken. I found this… punishing by the… what the fuck did he call himself… oh yeah, discipline enforcer… To be, well, not just hot, but insanely hot.

And I HATED myself for thinking like that. That some man could just… Ugh! Fucking disgusting! But so hot! Argh!

And I hated that even now… I wished he would fish his dick out and… Just stuff it in Lana’s face. In that redhead’s ****, waiting mouth…

Or- Or would he stuff it in my pussy? I mean I- I passed his fucked up “audition”… But… No, no, get a grip. Just a week ago he was just another writer here. Then he started fucking Lana, and now…

It wasn’t just that he was officially my boss now…

It honestly felt like he… owned me… or something.

And I… Couldn’t get away… even if I tried to.

It still made no sense, but-

Oh JESUS!

Gretch- Gretch was now- Now l-l-licking the- the velvet curtains of my p-p-pussy…

It was so…

This was my first lesbian…

Oh shit, oh no…

She’s too good…

Was that her tiny, beautiful nose… bumping against my asscrack?

And her soft, red lips tickling my pussy?

Shit no, please no…

Don’t- Don’t go there- No, not near the “spot”… please no, no…

Please Gretchen please, I’ve known you for so long, I can’t handle it if you-

NGHAAAAAA!

Ohgod AAAAAHHHHH Icantshout NYAA Ihavetokeepquiet! NGH NYAA NYAAAAAAAAAA IHAVETOSHOUT

NOICANTHEORDERED ME NOT TO!!!

FUCK! I HAVE TO BITE THE CARPET THEN!

NYAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!! MFFFMFFMF!!!

JACK

I slowly stroked Gretchen’s short hair while her face was still nosefirst in Sophie’s pussy.

Who could’ve imagined… I’d ever see something like this?

All the pain, ****, humiliation, invalidation, oppression and dehumanization I faced in this office daily… And now I get to see something like this?

Even her professional attire was getting starting to look dirty, messed up by globs of goo that flowed out of these sexy writers.

Yeah… That’s how I wanted my staff and my boss to be. Just one big, lecherous family… Who were all here for my pleasure.

That was a nice, wholesome way for all of them to repay what they’ve done to me.

Ulla was still grinding her teethmarked ass against my other palm. I wonder if she even realized she was doing that? It probably didn’t help the way I circled my palm near her more… sensitive area.

Sophie was having serious problems handling the tongue lashing that her boss was giving her. She had already planted her face all the way down on the floor, and it seemed to take serious effort for her to keep her ass in that position. Still… I hope she enjoyed getting her pussy licked all the way to the edge of an orgasm… Because that’s as far as she would go. As much as I wanted to see her explode in Gretchen’s mouth… Those rewards needed to be earned.

There were no other noises in the room except for those watery slurps and Sophie’s stifled moans for several minutes. It was kinda fun to see Gretchen actually devote herself to this task.

I didn’t order Gretchen to lick her there in the first place. She chose that option herself. Which was much more meaningful for me. And even slurping up those droplets running down her thighs… That was all Gretchen too.

Yeah sure I nudged her… But eventually I wouldn’t have to do even that. She’d learn that the best way for her to exist is to always do everything she can to please me the most.

Make no mistake about it. I didn’t hate her anymore… I just wanted to break her. Completely. Make her into my pleasure puppet. It was what she deserved, after all. I think she was going to be happier that way too.

I had to finally pull her out of Sophie. She seemed a little dazed, and her whole chin was running with the brunette’s pre-ejaculate. There were some slimy strands still linking her mouth to the wet pussy in front of her.

The smell… Was indescribable.

“Admit it, cunt. You’re starting to love the taste.”

I just called the new owner of the magazine a cunt… in front of her staff. It felt such an unimportant moment to notice, after all the spanking, biting and licking… But it still felt like crossing an unseen boundary into a brand new world of dominance.

“ngh… I… ngh… I- I’m s-sorry sir, but n-no I’m n-not…”

I guess those must be the hardest moments for a hundred-pointer like her. Either to lie to her master, or give him the answer he doesn’t want to hear. But… She knew me. I appreciated honesty way more than lying.

“Oh yeah? Then tell me… what taste do you like?”

“ngh… I- I like… yourtaste… sir…”

She tried to swallow some of those words, as if there was still a need to be shy after all this extravaganza… But it was sweet.

She was eyeing my zipper now. I guess the overflow of all this estrogen and name-calling was making her hot as well.

“Maybe later. Right now… You need to decide… Are you done with your reward?”

She looked back to those juicy, quivering folds with hesitation.

She cleared her throat, planted both of her hands around Sophie’s meaty thighs, and was about to dive back in there… Until I pulled her back once more.

“That area is about as licked as it can be. Are you sure… There’s nowhere else you’d like to lick? …This thing was about asses in the first place, you know.”

Her eyes shuffled from place to place, nervously, making sure there was only one way to interpret my suggestion before she spoke.

“D-do you want me to… r-rim her, sir?”

Sophie noticeably twitched, and shifted further away. I sighed.

“For the last time, it’s not about what I want. This is your reward. Do it if you want to.”

“Ah, okay, um…” she muttered. It was clear she was once again torn between doing what I wanted or being honest. She took in a deep breath, avoided my eyes, and… “I- I don’t w-want to… sir. Please punish this c-cunt.”

I grabbed her head once again. “You don’t tell me who I punish and when, okay? I decide that.” She nodded nervously. I let go off her, and turned my attention back to Sophie’s ass.

“Now think about it. Look at that ass. That juicy, well-toned ass. It’s such a crime she just sits on it all day in the office. I mean you must have thought about it. Every person who ever looked at our Sophie from behind has thought about it. What would it taste like? What does it feel like? What kind of texture it has? And you have a chance to put your face in there. Really taste it. Feel it about with your tongue. And you’re not accepting the privilege?”

Sophie suddenly spoke up. “please… no… this is-“

“Asses keep quiet if they know what’s good for them.”

That shut Sophie up again. (SOPHIE: +1SP) (+82SP)

I looked sternly at Gretchen.

As long as she did these decision by herself… Without me ordering her… I’m sure she would corrupt a bit further. Could you consider the pressure I was giving her right now an order? Maybe… But maybe one day in the future I wouldn’t have to do even that.

The message appeared to finally go through. Gretchen slowly lifted herself towards the crack… Carefully looked at the tiny, puckered hole… Hesitated just a little…

And there it went. Gretchen’s tongue disappeared in Sophie’s behind.

I wondered what was running through each woman’s mind at the moment…

Gretchen was probably mentally comparing how Sophie’s ass tasted compared to Lana’s…

And Sophie… well considering how much trouble she had keeping still… I didn’t even want to consider the storm that must’ve been her mind at the moment.

Still, even though this was a nice moment… I could still add to it.

“Lana, Ulla… While Gretchen is thanking Sophie for her years of service, I think you both should thank Gretch for your punishments. And since Gretch seems to love asses… gently rub yours against her face… So that she’s almost drowning in ass. I’m sure she’ll love it.”

As I expected, Lana didn’t hesitate, and was already leaning her red, raw ass against her… rival. Gently rubbing against her cheek against her cheek… And Sophie’s cheek for that matter… as Gretchen was still devoting herself fully to Sophie’s rim job.

Ulla came around soon too, and similarly rubbed her bitten ass against the three others.

Yup… Many men would pay all their wealth to be between those three majestic pairs of cheeks. I hoped Gretchen was appreciating what I was doing for her.

I considered filming this… But why? At this point… I could recreate this moment pretty much anytime I wanted to.

Yeah… These women would learn every nook and cranny of their fellow asses eventually.

Welcome to the rest of your lives, bitches. This is still barely the beginning for you.

But, maybe it was the end of this particular reward-game.

There’s only so much assrubbing and ass-sucking noises I can take before even it turns monotonous.

I clapped my hands together.

“Okay, everybody! Stop! The reward is now over with. Put your pants on for God’s sake. This is an office. Have some dignity.”

I have a really awful sense of humor.

But finally… an order everybody obeyed almost immediately.

For the first time… Lana was the slowest. She was definitely hoping I would stare. And why wouldn’t I? The way she pulled her pants back on… bending over, being all slow and sensual when finally covering her large bubble butt… I had to admit, it was pretty sexy.

All four women, looking frustrated, red and sweaty as Hell… especially Sophie… now stared at me… waiting for my next instructions.

“Okay good. We still have some important business to take care of. We can’t all just spend our days eating ass, no matter how tasty it might be.”

Both Gretchen and Sophie instinctively looked away from each other, painfully embarrassed.

“Gretch, there’s something I need you to prepare for me.”

I whispered the instructions to her ear.

“Oh and here’s this. It’ll probably help you locate her faster.”

I handed the remote from my pocket to her.

Gretchen nodded, and almost ran from the office… Already ready to execute the next mission… No matter what flavors were she was still tasting on her tongue.

I turned to my three employees.

“You three… Get in my office. There’s still some things you need to understand about the new power structure around here.”