Psht! I can take her.

Without saying a word, you charge at her, she throws a right punch; you side spin to your left, and put her in a sleeper hold. When her vision faded, you decided to start wanking again, this time achieving orgasm right on her face.Yeah, that's what you wish happened; here's what actually happened.

You charge at her, she kicks you in the junk, and knees you in the chin. You fall on your back, barely conscious; Tracey proceeds to leash you and drag your semi conscious body into the janitor's closet; you fade in and out of consciousness as she does.

You finally awaken again, to complete darkness, and a sore pain in your mouth and rear; you try to open your eyes, you try to see but your blinded by the darkness around you. You begin to stir from the ground only to find out that you can't seem to move. You begin to think that you're having an out of body experience when you start hearing moaning coming from nearby.

As it turns out, Tracey's tied you to a bench and is currently plowing your mouth with a dildo while fucking your ass with a strap-on. As you begin to realize the reality of the situation you attempt to scream, except that it's being muffled by the dildo, which is likely to already be pushing about 7 inches in.

"Ah, so you're finally awake. Oh, don't worry, I'll let you go, but first You have to be punished for using my computer"

That worries you; what could it be that she wants you to do? At that, Tracey starts wanking you off. It's a strange sensation, being plowed and jacked off at the same time. It doesn't take you long before you reach your pique; when you do, Tracey pulls out of your ass and starts sucking your dick, collecting every bit of cum in her mouth. There's a lot of it; more than you thought possible.

You groan in relief as it seems she's finally done, but you soon notice that a goopy substance is filling your mouth; it seems that Tracey is using a funneling mechanism located within the dildo to pour your cum from her mouth to yours.

"That's right, bitch; swallow it! You wouldn't want to be late for your meeting, would you? If you hurry, you might make it with time enough to clean up." She laughs sadistically as she watches you wallow in self-misery.

You, in disgust of yourself, see no other way out of this; you swallow your pride and gulp down every last drop of your cum. Seeing that you've finished it all, she removes the dildo from your mouth and undoes the bindings that held you. You only glance at her to know that she's won this day; in shame, you collect your belongings and stumble as you make your way to the washroom to clean up, hearing Tracey laughing every step of the way.

But the day is far from over; you look at your watch and realize that you've still time to make it to the meeting. As soon as you clean up, you run through the building and take the last seat in the meeting room table.