Work life

When you get there your boss has a special office for you to work from today it happens to be glass and in the middle of the office. As the girls all walk past they one by one take turns stopping in your cubicle to give you a good hard slap and to spit in your face.

I go to my boss and plead for a different cubicle. I tell her how I’ve been harassed and humilated. They spit on me and bruised me. I explain that I don’t mind any other job no matter how unwanted. The public space of the glass cubicle is too embarrassing for me to focus on any work.

“I’ve been accounting officer for years, this isn’t fitting of someone in my position. After my punishment they’ll never respect me or listen to me again!”

My penis shriveles as I stand there. The high AC in this office has me cold, and I realize I’m even more shrunk thank usual. My instinct is clutch my crotch and hide, but I stand tall as I’m talking to my boss to avoid looking powerless