Mon-Wed

Monday was full of actual work. They had documents to get in to the client and Max was in charge of organizing and mailing it. He felt silly putting together stacks of such official paperwork while wearing a butt plug and a collar that said “Slut” but it couldn’t be helped at this point.

Dylan was out that day so most of his harassment came from other associates he didn’t know well. One squeezed his ass went he bent over to organize some folders, another said “I’ll bet” when he saw Max’s collar. He got trapped by one analyst in the file room between two large cabinets and was **** to turn towards the cabinet so that he could get by, rubbing his ass across the creep’s crotch as he did so. He felt his excitement press against him as he made his way past. The rest of the day went smoothly and Max felt like he was getting a feel for things.

Tuesday was slow. Most of the analysts and associates walked by his desk more than once, often stopping to chat or flirt.

“Max you look good in yoga pants, it’s very flattering.”

“Thank you David, I feel like it rides up a little in the front.” Max stood and showed the obvious outline of his cock and balls in the tight blue yoga pants.

“I think that’s my favorite part.” David stared for awhile and Max shifted his hips side to side. It was humiliating to be so exposed but Max was trying. He felt naked all the time and it was getting to the point where he was almost comfortable with it.

“Maaxx, run away with me.” Another associate Max rarely talked to came by.

“Please. Where are we going?” Max said in a flirty voice.

“I’d love to go somewhere warm, ideally with a beach.”

“Ooh I could work on my tan.” Max said, trying to emulate the flirting he saw in movies or porn.

“I’d love to watch you do that.”

“I’d like that too.” Max smiled.

“I’ll buy the tickets.” He said as he walked off. These little flirtations were a little bit fun, Max felt like he was acting, not really flirting but pretending to. He wasn’t actually the type of person who enjoyed dressing up in a slutty outfit and being ogled and groped by men, but he could pretend to be easily enough. He could even pretend that he enjoyed it, the constant attention, praise and sexual comments about his body.

Wednesday was another busy day but Harry called Max into his office in the afternoon.

“Shut the door please Max, and you can take out the ring gag.”

Max closed the door and removed the circular piece of metal that had him drooling all over his blouse. He shifted his jaw to relieve the aches. “What can I do for you?” Max said in a happy girlish tone.

“I just wanted to make sure you’re in on time tomorrow. Denver will be flying in early and should get to the office around 8. I want all your morning duties done by the time he gets here so that you can focus on him. He pitched two clients this week in different states so be will be tired.”

“I’ll make sure I do that. He said he wanted me to be there to help him when he gets back.”

“Good. He’s going to be in a mood so you’ll need to make sure he’s taken care of. Don’t upset him or it’ll be all of our heads.” Max nodded.

“Anything else?”

“Will you actually pull up your shirt for me?” Harry said flatly. Max hesitated but did as he was told. He pulled his blouse up to his shoulders revealing his bare chest to Harry.

“Good, how do you feel?”

“I feel fine. Why?” Max asked incredulously.

“The supplements seem to be working. Your chest looks much more feminine.”

Max looked down at this chest and realized that his chest looked a little more plump than it had a week ago. He looked more like a flat chest woman than a skinny man. “What are these supplements?” Max asked.

“They’re a mix of things. They’re designed to have you collect fat in desirable places. Seems like it’s working.”

“Right okay.” Max didn’t realize that they were giving him something like that, perhaps he should have read the contract.

“Can you do me a favor and come over here. I need to touch you or I’ll go crazy.” MX stiffened but complied. He walked around Harry’s desk and Hardy began rubbing all over Max’s body. It was weird but it wasn’t wholly unpleasant. Harry reached down and groped Max’s ass.

“Are you wearing your plug?” Harry asked, still groping Max’s firm cheeks.

“Yes.” Max said slowly.

“Let me see.” Harry almost sounded like he was begging. Max turned and pulled down his pants. He bent forward and arched his back and reached back with one hand to spread his ass for Harry. He felt something warm on his ass that wasn’t a hand. He turned his head to see Harry kissing his ass cheek.

“Um, what are you doing?” Max asked, his voice shaky.

“Don’t worry, I just need this for a second.” Harry buried his face in Max’s ass, his **** pushed the plug in Max’s ass around, causing it to stretch and slide against his tender hole. He felt Harry rubbing his face against every inch of his ass from the outer cheek in towards his bejeweled hole. Max shifted forward, trying to relieve some of the pressure but Harry only followed him. Max tripped forward and ended up with his face and hands against the wall. Harry was still planted firmly, and then Max felt his warm tongue dance around the plug.

“What are you doing?” Max cried but struggled against Harry’s hold on him.

“God you taste so good.” Harry seemed fully in heat at this point. “Your ass is perfect.”

“Harry, you need to calm down.” Max didn’t know what to do. Harry had him pressed against the wall as he gorged himself on his ass, biting and licking like an animal. Max was scared out of his mind but couldn’t ignore that it was stirring something deep inside him that wasn’t the 4 inches of metal shoved up his ass. A moan escaped his lips as Harry’s tongue resumed it’s **** on his rim.

“Good.” Harry sat up straight all of a sudden. He wiped his face and sat back in his chair. Max was breathing hard and struggled with his pants as he pulled them back up. His erection caught against the waist and he wriggled himself back in, his bulge now a rocket traced into the front of his pants.

“What…” Max was lost for words, his heart pounded in his ears.

“I needed a moment of distraction. Thank you for humoring me and I apologize if I scared you.” Harry looked pleased and had returned to his normal calm demeanor.

“I..I’m… would Denver approve this?” Max was completely in shock.

“I believe he would yes, as long as you’re not upset. Are you upset?” Harry stared Max down.

“No. No I’m not upset. Sorry.” Max slumped inwards.

“Good. Thank you again.” Harry turned to his computer and Max turned to leave.

“Ring gag.” Harry said flatly.

Max put the metal piece back in his mouth and walked out, his mouth agape and his mind in a haze.