The Ultimate Test

Emma stood in the center of the main office, her body trembling with a heady mix of shock and arousal, the dildo still buried deep in her slick pussy. The team—Lila, Sophia, Claire, Marcus, Ethan, and Julian—surrounded her, their eyes hungry, their suggestions for her punishment still echoing in the air. Gabriel’s sudden presence behind her sent a jolt through her, his gray eyes pinning her with a gaze that made her pussy clench, the dildo shifting inside her.

Mr. Alexander stepped forward, his tailored suit accentuating his commanding frame, his voice smooth but laced with authority. “Your suggestions are creative,” he said, addressing the team, his eyes flicking over their eager faces. “But I have something specific in mind for Emma’s punishment.”

Emma’s breath hitched, her core throbbing as she awaited his verdict. Gabriel’s gaze settled on her, a wicked smirk curling his lips. “This morning,” he began, his tone deliberate, “Emma indulged herself in my cabin. She fucked herself on that dildo, right there at her desk, while I worked. Two orgasms, back to back, in just a few minutes.” His words were a public unveiling, stripping her bare before the team, and the collective murmurs—Sophia’s chuckle, Marcus’s grin—only heightened her arousal, her wetness trickling down her thigh.

“Her punishment,” Mr. Alexander continued, his voice dropping to a low growl, “is to give each of you an orgasm. Two minutes per person, no more. She can only use her body—no toys, no tools. The dildo stays buried in her cunt, and she’s not allowed to cum until every one of you has.” His eyes bored into Emma’s, a challenge that set her body ablaze.

Emma’s jaw dropped, shock warring with a reckless excitement. Six orgasms, under such constraints, with the dildo filling her, her own release forbidden? The task was daunting, thrilling, a test of her commitment to Sterling Ventures’ culture. Her pussy pulsed around the dildo, her mind racing with strategies—her hands, her mouth, her thighs—each possibility more intoxicating than the last. She met Mr. Alexander’s gaze, her shock giving way to a lusty determination.

Lila, standing nearby, her sultry smirk ever-present, raised a brow. “And if she can’t do it, Mr. Alexander?” she asked, her voice teasing but curious, her eyes flicking to Emma’s flushed form.

Gabriel’s smirk darkened, his gaze never leaving Emma. “If she fails,” he said, his tone final, “she’ll never be allowed to orgasm in this office again. Ever.” The weight of the consequence landed like a blow, the stakes impossibly high. Emma’s clit throbbed, the threat only fueling her resolve. She wouldn’t fail—she couldn’t.

Mr. Alexander turned to Emma, his eyes piercing. “Are you ready, Emma?” he asked, his voice a velvet command.

Emma squared her shoulders, her pussy dripping, her body screaming with need. “Yes, Mr. Alexander,” she said, her voice firm, laced with determination. “I’m ready.”

Lila’s smirk widened, the team’s anticipation palpable, but Emma’s focus was on Mr. Alexander, the man who held her fate in his hands. The task loomed, a public trial of her submission and skill, and she was determined to prove herself, no matter the cost.