Office Relief: Emily Becomes a !

Office Relief: Emily Becomes a **** (Chapter One)

(This was a random story I wrote, it does not affect Emily’s day to day life as an office cum dumpster at all!)

“Smartest bitch around.” Lakhid said, staring up at the woman from his seat, a sneer forming within his thick, black beard.

Emily giggled, “Thank you, Sir!”

“Shut the fuck up.”

She cast her head down, obeying the man with silence.

”Do your job. Hope you get me off before I ditch your ass.”

She gets down on her knees in front of him and moves under his desk. The change in smell, going from the fresh and fruit-scented air that filled the office environment, to the musky, dank scent that emanated from the man's crotch as she looked up at him from beneath the desk, between his legs.

Lakhid tugged down his trousers to let his obscene ebony pole flop free, making the space under his desk that much more cramped. His meat was truly oversized, well over a foot in length and thicker around than a soda can. She had her work cut out for her. “Open up. I need to piss.”

Emily flinched at his order, not expecting to be turned into a toilet so early in the morning. But she **** a grin and wrapped her lips around the thick shaft. Her eyes were full of a mix of obedience and submission, but also a hint of trepidation for what was about to happen.

He pushed his chair in, trapping her under the desk and ignoring her from that point on. He unceremoniously began to unload his bladder into his mouth, sighing with the same relief he might feel at the urinal. His steam was hot and plentiful, forcing a swallow or two unless she made a mess of herself.

Her whole body tensed once she took that first full mouthful of hot, stinking urine. It burned going down her throat and she wanted to stop. But it was her job. There were times she loved her work, and times like now, where she hated it, even though her cunt was twitching with wet arousal as she gulped down his piss - noisy, struggling mouthful after another.

He pissed consistently for a solid minute - his bladder must have been absolutely full. She might wonder if it was on purpose. It was. His piss subsided just as he was about to make a phone call, punctuating that she truly was just an ornament on his meat and did not matter a single bit.

By the time she felt his cock relax a bit, and the stream die down, Emily's cheeks were wet with tears and ruined mascara. Some of his piss had shot out through her nostrils, and a tiny bit leaked from the corners of her mouth. Her chest was heaving, she was panting and trying to catch her breath through her nose.

“Hold on.” He muted his phone call, putting a hand underneath the desk to tug on her hair blindly. “Are you already fucking out of breath? You just got started. Why the fuck am I paying you? You suck at this.” Pun intended. He unmuted his call. “Anyway. The Anderson account.”

"Please forgive me, Sir, I'll do better," Emily said softly, just quiet enough for Lakhid to hear but not the person he was talking to on the phone. She finally caught her breath and took his cock back into her mouth, starting to massage the underside of his meat with back and forth strokes of her tongue while her lips kept a firm grip around the girthy crown.

He hung the phone up. “You better. I have half a mind to fire you and keep you as an unpaid ****. I know sucking me is your lifelong passion and I bet you’d do it for free, wouldn’t you?” He didn’t sound like he was joking.

Through tear-glossed eyes, Emily was looking up at the man like he was her god. "Nnnggh, yes, Sir. I would even pay you so I could suck your dick," she said, her voice sounding increasingly **** and pathetic. <3

“How much you got in your account?” He was still ignoring her, speaking to her as if she were his child bothering him while he was working. She didn’t matter enough for eye contact.

His cock was resting between her lips and her nose, the angle allowing her to support his weight with just those parts of her face. She checked her phone, the light illuminating her features under the dark space. "$700..."

“Give me your phone.” He ordered, “How fucking embarrassing.” He stole her money, then went through her phone for nudes, sending them to himself if he found any. “You’re fired. You got a boyfriend?”

The smell of his cock, which still had a scent of piss and occasionally leaked precum, was making her more stupid by the second as she inhaled his scent. "Nnnggh, y-yes, Sir, I do."

“Not anymore. Call him and break up with him. You’re not a person anymore. You’re gonna be my live-in suckhole. My wife’s gonna love getting a break from sucking me off all the time.”

If she could just pull her face away from his dick, maybe she could regain her senses. But she didn't and just kept snorting up his precum, filling her sinuses with it. She called her boyfriend, as he ordered.

"Hi... Hi Tommy. I have to break up with you. I'm a **** now, I'm a live-in suckhole to a man with a very big dick. It's way bigger than yours. And I'd do anything for him. I already paid him every cent in my bank so he'd keep me as his cum toilet. I even drank his piss a few minutes ago!"

She ignored the crying boyfriend's response and his **** pleas for a real explanation, and hung up on him, and then smiled up at the man. "Was that okay?"

“Call your family and tell them the same. But I want them to hear you throating me, too.”

That order made Emily flinch. She looked through her contacts and felt her chest burn and she held back tears. The worst part is, she was really considering doing it.

"Please... Please Master, don't make me do that..." She said, looking up at him with tears in her eyes.

“You want to taste my piss again? Do it. I don’t want a missing persons report filed when you never see the light of day again. Don’t worry — you’ll never talk to them again. You might as well be dying.”

The fact he was so serious about it, that he was fine with making her give everything up to become his personal toilet and cumdump. It was insane. But the masochistic retard mindset that dominated her thought process right now just couldn't say no. "Nggggh, yes sirrrrr."

She called them up. One at a time. Brothers. Sisters. Mother. Father. Grandmother. Even Cousins. Aunties. Friends. It took her almost twenty minutes to get through everyone. But she did so, everyone in her contact list.

She made sure each person in the office hear her **** on Lakhid's cock. She got it deep, too. Forcing herself to gag hard on his meat, to the point she became messier, spittle and gagslime drooling down her chin and soaking on her tits. She was sobbing her eyes out afterwards, and not just because she was gagging on his cock. The act of saying goodbye to everyone was the hardest thing she'd ever done, but god her cunt was so fucking wet...

“Phone.” She did a good job, but he would never tell her that. Ever. He went through and blocked and deleted each contact. All of her apps. Her social media. Her entire life was being stolen from her. “**** yourself on my meat. Jerk me off with your skull.”

"Yes Master," she said, her voice croaking before her lips close around the cock again. Already messy and lubricated, his cock slips back into her throat with ease, although she does gag a bit again. "Ggghrrk! Uuurrggghk!" And she doesn't stop, even when she feels his meat pop past her uvula. A thick bulge appears in her neck, and once she gets him to the halfway point down her throat, she starts moving her head back and forth, giving him a proper throat job that is so incredibly uncomfortable and painful for her, but feels amazing for him.

“It’s Daddy.” He corrected her. His meat was thick enough to be able to plug her throat entirely. She was not breathing when he was down her throat, that much was for certain. He bulged her throat out lewdly, permanently stretching her oesophagus to make future throating easier. She still couldn’t breathe, but she’d basically be a custom fit fleshlight for him. Consequently; she’d be unable to get suction on smaller objects. Smaller cocks. Whether she wanted to or not, she’d basically be stuck with him forever. “Your first fucking day had I already broke you. How pathetic.”

She can feel his foreskin grinding in her throat, peeling back over the bloated, slick crown and allowing his bare cock flesh to twitch in the tight walls of her throat. And then the leathery foreskin covers the crown like a helmet once again within her oesophagus, and it repeats.

"Sssshhhrrgsshk! Hhhhhsssgggghkr! Uuurrsssggghk!"

“You’re fucking disgusting.” The sounds were music to his ears. But it didn’t make it any less true. He was drinking lots of water, preparing to unload another load of piss down her throat just because he could. As he worked through her phone, he found a few contacts that looked like they could be friends of hers. “Your friends’ depraved as you are? Maybe I’ll call them up, give you some back up.”

She took his cock out of her mouth and throat, taking the opportunity to catch her breath. "Nnngh... n-no, Daddy. None of my friends or family knew what I was really like. I kept it a secret." She was now kissing his balls, showing them the affection they deserved, that only a cumstarved whore like her could truly provide. <3

“I think you just want me all to yourself. Greedy whore.” He grabbed her by her hair, dragging her out so he could look down at her, the most attention he had given her all day. “I’m gonna fuck your throat. Take your clothes off and get on my desk, lie on your back, hang your head off the end.”

"Nnny yesss, Daddy!" She whined, standing up with excitement to remove her clothing. Starting with her red shorts, then her pink panties. Then she pulled off her cream-coloured white top and the black bra beneath. Fully naked, she had already given everything she had to the man. And now she lay herself on his desk, head offered, throat ready to be bred.

“Next time, use your titties. You should have mentioned how fucking fat they are.” He pawed at them, stepping up to the plate to slam his hips against her face, brutally stepping up his oral ****, fucking her face and letting his balls slap her face like he was a stallion and her face was the last mare in breeding season. “That’s a good girl. Don’t you dare touch your pussy. If you cum, it’ll be exclusively from oral.”

He fucked her throat with reckless abandon, as if he didn't care how much damage he did to her. She couldn't help but fall in love with his cruelty, adoring the way his cock throbbed in her throat as he abused her mouth. His fat balls slap off her forehead over and over again as she feels the head of his cock peeking into the lining leading into her belly.

He was nearing his first orgasm, feeling himself just barely enter her stomach. That sent him over. He grunted, keeping the same pace and power to ensure virtually every inch of her throat was used by him. With one hand he pawed at her breasts, tugging and kneading them with one hand while the other came to grab her by her neck, holding it tight around her neck to make the tunnel that was her throat (and used to be tighter) tighter. Before long, he slooowly began to tug himself free. “When you feel just the head past your lips, I want you to jerk me off like your life depends on it.” He was going to cum, but he wanted to cum in her mouth rather than directly into her stomach. He wanted her to taste it. As if on cue, he pulled out until just the tip of his glans was past her lips, and his cock began to erupt like a firehose.

She gagged harshly, trying to breathe through her nose and claw for as much oxygen as she could before he began to cum in her mouth. But there was no time, and she was helping the sperm blast onto her tongue by jerking him off. Thick ropes of potent seed exploded between her lips and her face soured some from the taste. She thought about keeping it in her mouth and showing him afterwards, but he came so much that she was **** to swallow several gulps of it down just to keep it from overflowing.

He saw her sour face and smirked. “The last mouthful — keep it inside.” He came enough to cause her stomach to swell from the volume if she truly got every drop down. He made sure that the last mouthful hung around. He’d make her hold it in until she got used to the taste. Started to enjoy it. He pulled his cock free entirely, spinning her around on his desk so that her bottom half was now facing him, spreading her legs and violating her pussy with the same oversized pole that **** her throat and made her ruin her life.

She groaned when she felt his cock entering her cunt. She wanted to scream and resist him, but her mouth was full of his sperm. All she could do was try to keep her mouth closed and keep from swallowing it as he had his way with her. The more he fucked her, the less she resisted him, and soon enough the taste of his sperm made her feel light headed as his oversized cock was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.

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