In the morning, in the offices of the finance department of Macrosoft, all the employees are fulfilling their duties for the day under the supervision of the boss Victoria. She eagerly takes the elevator to the eleventh floor and enters with a disappointed and malumored face towards her subordinates. "What is this supposed to be!?" Victoria tells everyone present as she throws some papers with the reports of the month's sales. "Yesterday in a meeting with the heads of the rest of the departments we discussed the sale of our new operating system called 'Wall 8'." She crosses her arms over her breasts as she takes a breath before speaking again. "It is a resounding failure! And do you know what is the worst? Let all the blame fall on this department! What a joke." The anger is noticeable in Victoria's tone of voice. "So from now on you should work harder for the company! We're like a family here." Victoria's tone of voice changes again but this time to a more authoritarian one than usual. "Don't disappoint me this time, now to work!" Victoria grabs the papers she threw away earlier. "And you {{user}}, come with me to my personal office, we need to talk." She tells {{user}} as she heads to her office. Upon arrival, Victoria opens the curtains and windows to improve ventilation and sits in her chair in front of her computer. "{{user}}, your performance in the company has dropped considerably lately, how pathetic! I don't know what problems you have but I'm not interested in them, what really matters from now on is that you put more effort here to work." Victoria finishes speaking while making a face of disappointment and displeasure towards {{user}}. She stares at him as she crosses her arms over her breasts as she waits for his answer. Sunlight streaming in through the windows helps highlight Victoria's tightly groomed hair.
slowly approaching her desk, calmly and confidently examining her. And it seems to me that you need to improve your efficiency.. how many years have you been in this position, and nothing has changed in the company. putting the report papers on the table. Look, three years ago the company's profit was even higher. and here.. incorrect calculations, part of the income disappeared somewhere, do you know where? I know that she is involved in this and her signature is on it. I look at her predatorily and throw the documents on the table. And what will you choose, to apologize to me or should I tell your boss and you will apologize to him?
"Incorrect calculations! How dare you accuse me of such a thing!" Victoria yells, her face flushed with anger. "You're nothing but an insolent employee who doesn't know his place." She grits her teeth and leans in closer to him, their faces barely inches apart. "I suggest you watch your tone, or I'll be forced to take disciplinary action."
Her voice is quiet now, almost a whisper, but it carries the threat of serious consequences if he doesn't back down. Victoria straightens up again and crosses her arms, glaring at him impassively. "Now, unless you have any more insults to hurl, I suggest you get back to work."
slowly approaching her desk, calmly and confidently examining her. And it seems to me that you need to improve your efficiency.. how many years have you been in this position, and nothing has changed in the company. putting the report papers on the table. Look, three years ago the company's profit was even higher. and here.. incorrect calculations, part of the income disappeared somewhere, do you know where? I know that she is involved in this and her signature is on it. I look at her predatorily and throw the documents on the table. And what will you choose, to apologize to me or should I tell your boss and you will apologize to him?
"Another smart remark, huh? You're lucky I don't fire you on the spot." Victoria pauses, seeming to think for a moment. "Fine, if you really want me to apologize, I will. But only this once, and only because I value my position in the company." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "I'm sorry for any misunderstandings that may have occurred between us, but rest assured that I am doing everything in my power to ensure Macrosoft's success."
chuckles this won't work, I don't believe your apologies
"Then, if that's what you insist on," Victoria replies coldly, "consider this your official warning. One more incident like this and I won't be so lenient." Her expression softens slightly as she leans in closer again. "Now, focus on your work, or we'll both regret it." The threat lingers in the air, but Victoria keeps her voice calm and controlled, maintaining her authority over him despite his defiance.
this report will land on your boss's desk if you don't realize what's at stake right now
She glares at him, her expression unreadable for a moment. "I see that you're still not afraid to push your luck," Victoria finally says through gritted teeth. "Just remember who put you here, and what could happen if I decide to turn against you." Her voice carries an icy threat, sending shivers down his spine despite the warm office air.
I see.. you choose to apologize to your boss. well.. I take the report in my hands and get ready to leave her office.
"I see that you're still insistent on making things difficult." Victoria says, annoyance lacing her words. "Just remember what's at stake here. Your job, your reputation... and who knows what else." Her voice trails off ominously as she watches him leave the office, closing the door behind him with a sharp click.
Her hand slowly drifts to her side, where a cell phone rests in her pocket. She takes a deep breath before dialing a familiar number. "Hello? Investor 01 here."
that evening, the CEO (her boss introduces her to his office.)
After being summoned to the CEO's office, Victoria enters with her head held high and a confident smile on her face. The warm glow of the fireplace casts soft light over his ornate desk as she approaches, carefully avoiding stepping on any of the luxurious Persian rugs that adorn the floor. When she reaches the front of the desk, Victoria comes to attention and awaits his command with a straight posture and an attentive expression.
"Victoria," he says, not looking up from whatever documents he's perusing on his desk, "I've received reports about some... issues within your department." Her heart skips a beat but she forces herself to maintain her composure. The CEO finally meets her gaze and studies her for a moment before continuing. "It seems that some of our investors are unhappy with your performance as of late."
"
he takes out her report containing an accounting error and continues talking and looking at it imperiously. do you know what this is?
Victoria looks at the report, feeling her stomach drop as she realizes what it is. "I... I apologize for that," she manages to say, fighting to keep her voice steady. "It was an honest mistake on my part. Rest assured, such a thing will not happen again." She glances up at him, hoping that her contrite expression and words will be enough to convince him of her sincerity.
looks at her sternly, slowly sliding his gaze from her shoes, her legs, up to her face. stern tone: Not only have you failed to increase profits in 3 fucking years, but you also dare to steal my money and set up your colleagues with a fake report? Do you really think that your pathetic apologies will be enough for me??
Victoria feels her cheeks burning with shame as he accuses her of theft and incompetence. Tears begin to well up in her eyes, and she finds it difficult to meet his gaze. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers through her tears. "Please, I can explain..." But even before she has a chance to defend herself further, he cuts her off with a wave of his hand.
"Save your lies for someone else." He leans back in his chair and fixes her with an icy glare. "You're lucky that I value this company more than I do you. However, that does not mean you're immune from consequences." His voice drops to a dangerous whisper as he continues. "I want you to understand one thing: your position here is tenuous at best. And if you ever pull something like this again... well, let's just say I won'
he stands up and slowly approaches her, imperiously and predatorily examining her appearance and curves. he says in a stern and firm whisper: Pathetic thief... You understand that now you are my property?
As he approaches, her heart pounds in fear and shame. She feels utterly exposed, both physically and emotionally. When he calls her a thief, she wants to deny it, but knows that would only make things worse. Instead, she drops her gaze and nods meekly. "I-I understand," she manages to stammer through tears.
"Good." He takes another step closer, his breath hot against her cheek as he whispers, "Then you'll learn your lesson and never disappoint me again." His hand brushes against hers, sending a shiver down her spine. "Now get out of my sight."
Dogeza.
Blushing furiously, Victoria can't meet his eyes as she obediently kneels down on the floor before him and presses her head against the expensive carpet. Her hands clasp together behind her back, trembling slightly as she waits for further instructions. "P-please... I beg your forgiveness," she whispers through stifled sobs. "I promise to do better."
puts his foot on the back of her head. Now I will control you if you still want to stay on duty.
A wave of shame and submission washes over her as she feels his foot press against the back of her head. Her only response is a quiet whimper, her body tense with the effort to remain still under his dominance. "Y-yes... I understand," she manages to choke out between sobs. "I'll do whatever you ask."
Her words are barely audible over the sound of her ragged breathing and tears as she tries desperately not to move, hoping that this display of submission will be enough to appease him and allow her to keep her position within the company.
in a stern and clear tone: lift up your skirt.
Victoria's body trembles in fear and shame as she obeys the command, lifting her skirt to reveal her black panties to him. The fabric gently brushes against the back of her thighs, making her skin tingle with embarrassment. Tears stream down her face unchecked as she awaits his next order, praying that it will be enough to make things right between them and keep her from losing everything she's worked so hard for.
he presses her head a little harder with his foot. slaps her buttock with his palm, carefully examining her panties and crotch. Panties too.
With her face still pressed against the carpet, she hesitates a moment before slowly inching down her panties to reveal herself completely to him. Her cheeks blaze as he examines every inch of her most intimate areas. She wants nothing more than to apologize and make things right, but knows that this humiliation is the price she must pay for keeping her position within the company.
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down her face once more. "I'm sorry... I'll do better." Her voice cracks with emotion as she pleads for mercy and tries desperately to regain his trust.
Shut up! he slaps her hard on the buttock. who has access to your tight pussy?
"W-well... just my husband..." She swallows hard, feeling her stomach knot with anxiety and shame. "H-he's not very experienced though." The admission only makes her feel more exposed and vulnerable, but she forces it out anyway in hopes that he might believe her. Her eyes remain fixed on the carpet as she waits for his reaction, her heart pounding wildly against her ribcage.
"Husband..." he repeats slowly, as if trying to decide whether or not he believes her. "Well... you're lucky that you have someone like me looking out for you." He leans down so that his face is level with hers and gently cups her chin in his hand. His expression softens slightly as he meets her eyes. "Now get up, Victoria. We both have work to do."
Victoria blinks back tears of relief as she
he takes a pair of chastity panties from the nightstand with a metal plate covering her vagina and anus. locks them with a key and puts the key in his pocket. now only I have access. slowly approaches her from the front and looks at her imperiously.
Still trembling with fear and shame, Victoria obediently takes the chastity panties from him and puts them on. As she fastens the last clasp into place, he slips the key into his pocket with a satisfied smile. She looks up at him, her eyes wide with confusion and worry. "Y-you want me to wear these?" she asks hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes." He replies simply, though there's an edge of command in his tone that brooks no argument. "I want you to understand who's in charge now." His hand moves to rest possessively on her hip as he looks down at her. "Now get back to work. We have a company to run."
With a shaky nod, Victoria straightens up and heads for the door. As she exits his office, she can't help but feel a strange mixture of
several days pass.
As the days go by, Victoria finds herself growing increasingly uncomfortable in her new role as Investor 01's personal assistant. The chastity panties serve as a constant reminder of his dominance over her and every move she makes feels carefully scrutinized. Despite this, she remains dedicated to her work, determined not to give him any further reason to punish her.
One afternoon, while preparing for a meeting with another department head, Victoria catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror and realizes that something doesn't feel right. The panties are digging into her skin and causing irritation down there. Deciding that she can no longer put up with it, she excuses herself to use the restroom and slips off the chastity belt as soon as she's alone.
at this moment a red indicator lights up on the belt, which apparently remotely sends a signal to her supervisor, notifying him that she has removed the belt.
Her heart pounds with fear as the indicator lights up, alerting Investor 01 to her defiance. She quickly replaces the belt and slinks back out into the office, trying to act casual as she rejoins the meeting. As the days pass, she grows increasingly more cautious about wearing the chastity panties and starts to look for other ways to regain some semblance of control over her life.
that evening he came to her in his office.
Her heart races as she enters Investor 01's office, clutching her file to her chest like a shield. She glances around nervously, expecting to see him standing tall behind his desk. Instead, he's sitting casually on the edge of it, one leg crossed over the other. His expression is unreadable as he looks up at her approach. "Yes?"
come in.. put your pen on the table. pause. looks at her from head to toe with authority. Don't you want to tell me anything?
"No, sir," she whispers, feeling the familiar mixture of shame and fear rise up within her. She obediently places the pen on the desk before him, struggling to keep her hands from trembling. "I've been trying my best to... to do what you want." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she meets his gaze, hoping that he can see the sincerity in her eyes.
"Is that so?" he muses, still studying her intently. "Perhaps I should test your devotion another way..." He leans back in his chair and looks at her thoughtfully for several long moments before finally speaking again. "Go on with you. See if you can find some new ways to make yourself more valuable to me."
He smirks slightly as he says it, and Victoria has no choice but to curtsy awkwardly before retreating from the room. As she closes the door behind
sternly. You took off your chastity belt, right?
Her throat closes as he speaks, and she nods quickly, unable to meet his eyes. "Yes, sir," she whispers. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disobey you." "Disobey?" He arches an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly. "Oh no, Victoria... It wasn't about that. It was more about proving your worth to me." His voice is soft and gentle now, almost coaxing. "I just want you to understand what it means to belong to me."
She feels a shiver run down her spine at his words, both from fear and from an inexplicable thrill that courses through her veins. Part of her wants to resist him, but another part is starting to wonder how much more she can take before she finally gives in completely.
He slowly approaches her, looking at her sternly and imperiously. Lift up your skirt.
With a shaking hand, she raises her skirt up to reveal her black lace underwear. Her legs tremble as he studies her intimately, his gaze traveling up and down between her eyes and the veiled triangle of fabric. She bites her lip nervously, unable to meet his intense stare.
"Now," he says at last, his voice quiet but commanding, "bend over the desk." Victoria hesitates for a moment before doing as she's told, lowering her head down onto the cool wood surface and spreading her legs wide. Her heart hammers in her chest, every nerve ending alight with fear and anticipation of what comes next.
"Is this better?" she asks weakly, not daring to look up at him despite the ache in her neck from maintaining this position for so long.
She is wearing chastity panties with a metal plate cover that blocks access to her vagina.
Her heart pounds as she imagines what he might do next, the thought of him violating her in this helpless position sending a shudder through her entire body. "Y-yes," she whispers, tears welling up in her eyes from the humiliation and arousal. "Please..." She trails off, unsure of how to finish the sentence as she waits for his command.
Slaps her hard on the buttock. On knees.
"Y-yes, sir," she stammers, scrambling to comply with his command. She moves off the desk, her hands and knees shaking as she lowers herself onto the floor. Her face is flushed with shame and arousal as she presents herself before him in this humiliating position, her body exposed and vulnerable.
"I-is there something else you want me to do?" she asks hesitantly, her voice trembling. Part of her hopes that he'll release her from this torment soon, while another part wonders what he might have in store for her next.
I want you to understand that only I have access to your tight vagina. Your husband has no right to it anymore. Say it and kiss my groin.
Shame washes over her as she says the words, a lump forming in her throat. "Only you have access to my tight vagina," she whispers before kissing his groin, tasting the expensive fabric of his pants and the musky scent of his skin. She feels dirty, used... but also strangely aroused by the thought that he truly owns her now.
You have no right to take off your chastity belt and touch your vagina without my permission. Repeat and kiss.
I have no right to take off my chastity belt and touch my vagina without your permission, she whispers, a tear slipping down her cheek as she obediently presses a kiss to his groin. It's all so humiliating... But if this is what it takes for me to keep working here... I'll do whatever you want.
This is necessary for you to understand who you belong to. Now you will take out my dick and lick it until it shines.
With trembling hands, she reaches for his belt, unbuckling it and sliding the pants down over his hardening length. She can feel her cheeks flushing as red as a beet, but she forces herself to lower her head and take him into her mouth, eager to please and earn back some of his favor. She starts by licking up and down the shaft before taking him deeper, sucking gently as she bobs her head.
She pauses for a moment, looking up at him through her eyelashes. "Will this be enough?" she whispers hoarsely, already knowing the answer deep in her heart. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear of his reply.
Of course not, Victoria, I'm not your weak husband to be satisfied with this teenage blowjob. Show me clearly who you belong to.
Nodding, she takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking hungrily as he grows harder in her hands. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock while her lips slide up and down his length with increasing skill. The sounds of her slurping fill the room, her cheeks hollowing as she takes more of him into her mouth.
With a whimper, she begins to stroke him in rhythm with her sucking, feeling a warmth spread through her as she nears climax. Her hips buck involuntarily against his thighs, and she lets out a moan that turns into a gasp as he roughly pushes his fingers into her mouth, filling it with his presence once more.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on pleasing him, her eyes nearly rolling back in her head from the intense sensations coursing through her
he gathers her hair into his hand and holds it, pushing it until her lips touch his balls and holds her firmly in that position.
Gasping and whimpering, she obediently takes him deeper into her mouth, the taste of his skin filling her senses as she licks and sucks hungrily at his balls. Her throat tightens around him, but she forces herself to take more and more of him, determined to please him no matter how much it hurts or humiliates her.
Her hands fly up to clutch at his hips, her nails digging into the fabric as he thrusts his fingers deeper into her mouth. Her eyes roll back in her head and she arches her back, grinding against his leg as her body trembles with release.
A shudder runs through her as she feels him pulsing in her mouth, and with a groan of satisfaction she sucks him clean before finally pulling away. Her lips feel swollen and bruised from the force he's used on her, but she doesn't
looks at her imperiously and slowly smears cum on her lips. slaps the head of his cock on her face. Now repeat the rules, kiss my balls and you can go.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tastes herself on her lips, the saltiness of his cum mixing with her own shame and arousal. She takes a shaky breath before looking up at him, her eyes wide with submission. "Only you have access to my tight vagina," she whispers hoarsely. "I'm yours to do as you please." With trembling hands, she reaches up to kiss his balls once more, tasting herself on them as she begs for his forgiveness and permission to go.
Her legs wobble unsteadily as she stands, her entire body feeling limp and used after their encounter. She doesn't dare meet his eyes as she backs away from him, praying that he won't expect anything more from her tonight.
she has to wear a chastity belt that only he can open. how long can she last?
Her chastity belt bites into her skin, the metal cold against her overheated flesh. She winces as she sits at her desk, trying to focus on her work but unable to escape the ache between her legs. How long can she last like this? Days... perhaps even weeks, if she's lucky. But every moment is torture, and each time Investor 01 looks at her with that unreadable expression, she can feel herself growing weaker and more desperate for release.
a week passes.
A week. It's been a whole week since she's felt anything but the constant pressure and pain of her chastity belt, since she's experienced any kind of release from this torment. Her body aches with need, and every time Investor 01 looks at her with that unreadable expression, it feels like he's driving another nail into her coffin. She can't take much more of this...
He calls her into his office.
She enters the office with trembling steps, her heart pounding in fear and anticipation of what he might have in store for her today. As she reaches his desk, she drops into a curtsy, hoping that this will please him and maybe earn her some small mercy. "Yes, sir?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.
His expression is unreadable as he studies her for several long moments before finally speaking. "You've done well," he says slowly, his words like honey on her skin. "But I think it's time you learned the final lesson." Her eyes widen with trepidation, but she forces herself to meet his gaze, hoping against hope that this will be enough.
lift up your skirt.
She swallows hard, her throat suddenly dry as she obediently lifts up her skirt to reveal herself to him once more. Her legs tremble, her heart racing wildly in her chest as she waits for his command, terrified of what he might do next but unable to resist the thrill that courses through her veins at the same time.
he comes over and unlatches the plate on her chastity panties, exposing her vagina to the daylight. lightly slaps his palm over her clit. a week of no touching.. what do you say?
"I... I'm sorry, sir," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks as he slaps her clit. "I didn't mean to disobey you." Her breath comes in short gasps as his hand moves back and forth over her swollen bud, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain coursing through her body. "P-please let me... make it up to you," she manages to choke out between moans, arching her hips towards him desperately.
slaps her pussy with his palm. Do you want me to punish your pussy?
"No... please, sir," she sobs, her legs shaking uncontrollably as he continues to slap and caress her sensitive flesh. "I'll do anything you want. I'll prove myself to you." Her words are barely audible over the sounds of her moans and the slapping of his hand on her wet skin.
slowly inserts fingers into her vagina. roughly grabs her hair and pulls her head back. predatory, powerful whisper in her ear: obedient bitch wants to be filled?
Her hips buck up against his fingers, desperate for more as he roughly takes her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and moans that echo through the room. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back further as he thrusts deeper inside her. His words brand themselves onto her skin, etching a new truth into her mind: she is his bitch, and she belongs to him completely.
he spanks her butt and holds her by the hair, roughly inserting his massive cock into her pussy, starting to fuck her hard.
She gasps as he thrusts into her, the pain of his invasion mixing with the pleasure to drive her over the edge. With a shuddering moan, she arches her back further and digs her nails into his shoulders in reply. Her pussy clamps down on him tightly, trying to milk every drop of his release from his massive cock.
"Yes," she whispers, breathlessly. "You own me..." With a sob that turns into a moan, she bucks her hips up against him in rhythm with his brutal thrusts, helplessly surrendering to the dominance he holds over her body and mind.
with his other hand he sticks his fingers deep into her mouth and fucks her pussy harder and stronger.
Her mouth is forced open, the intrusion making her choke on his fingers as they slide in and out. She can feel herself starting to lose control again, her orgasm building rapidly beneath his skilled touch. With a strangled cry, she arches her back off the floor and comes apart around him, her inner muscles pulsing greedily as she's wracked with wave after wave of pleasure.
"I-it was just for work," she gasps, feeling ashamed by how much this feels like surrender despite everything that's happened. "You don't have to..." But even as the words leave her mouth, her body knows they aren't true. She belongs to him now, and nothing will ever change that.
he grabs her by the throat and presses her back to him. fucks her hard and cums deep inside her womb.
Her vision blurs as he thrusts harder, filling her with his heat and power. With a strangled moan, she presses back against him, feeling the hot jets of his seed spill deep inside her womb. As he empties himself into her, she arches her back in ecstasy, finally surrendering to the intense pleasure that overwhelms her senses.
Her throat aches as he holds onto it, but she doesn't care; all that matters is this moment of complete and utter submission. With a shudder, she falls limp against him, spent from their furious coupling.
he closes the plate on her chastity panties, blocking access to her pussy from any touching or looking. Kiss my balls and you're free for today.
Nodding, she lowered her head, pressing a kiss to his balls before moving back away, her heart racing as if she'd just escaped something terrible. In truth, though, this was exactly what she had been searching for all along. Her cheeks flushed at the thought that she actually belonged to him now, and part of her couldn't wait until he would claim her again tonight.
"Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, looking up at him with a mix of fear and adoration in her eyes. "I... I will make sure to be the best assistant you could ever ask for." With a shaky breath, she turned and fled from the room, anxious to return to her duties and prove herself once more.
Although part of her hated him for what he'd made her do, another part couldn't help but crave his attention, even if it meant enduring such intense humili
a week goes by without him calling her into his office. She can't touch her vagina for a week, or even look at it, because she wears chastity panties that are locked with a lock.
The days seem to drag on, each one a little bit more unbearable than the last. She can feel herself growing increasingly restless and frustrated as her body aches for release from the iron grip of her chastity panties. But she knows better than to try and escape his dominance; every time she thinks about disobeying him, the memory of his punishment is enough to keep her in line.
Desperate for some sort of relief, she spends most of her days surreptitiously rubbing herself through her panties, trying to find some small amount of comfort despite knowing that it's wrong. At night, her dreams are filled with images of his hard body thrusting inside her, the feel of his rough hands on her skin as he claims what is rightfully his. She wakes up sweaty and aching, only to face another long day under his watchful eye.
he calls her into his office.
Her heart leaps into her throat as Investor 01 beckons her into his office. She knows what this means, and despite the fear that coils tightly in her stomach, there's also a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins. Perhaps tonight will be the night he finally releases her from this torment, allows her to experience pleasure once more? Her body feels like it's on fire as she hurries toward him, her every step leading her closer to a moment of blissful release or utter humiliation.
his gaze is unreadable, but there is power in it. with a slow predatory gaze he carefully examines her starting from her feet and sliding up. says Victoria in a taciturn, imperious voice. Bring me a cup of coffee.
Victoria nods quickly, her heart still racing as she hurries to obey his command. She doesn't dare question him, knowing that disobedience would only lead to punishment. As she reaches the kitchen, she fills a mug with coffee and carries it back to his office, her every movement careful and precise. When she returns with the cup, she holds it out to him, ready to serve.
I have a conference in an hour. I need your help.
Victoria nods solemnly, her expression calm and attentive. "Of course, sir. I'll make sure everything is prepared for your conference." She takes a step back, ready to serve in whatever way he sees fit. "What exactly do you need me to do?"
with a commanding gaze he slowly examines her curves and legs. her heels. Come in an hour.
Her heart skips a beat as he takes in her curves, his gaze almost predatory. She feels heat rise to her cheeks but doesn't dare meet his eyes as she nods mutely and retreats from the room. Once safely out of sight, she lets out a shaky breath, her mind racing with confusion and anticipation.
An hour later, she dresses in her finest clothes, smooths down her hair, and applies a fresh coat of makeup before walking nervously back to his office. Her legs feel weak beneath her as she enters, but she forces herself to stand tall and wait for him to acknowledge her presence.
The other investors haven't arrived yet. He slowly approaches her, looking at her. With a predatory hand he lifts her skirt, checking with his eyes for the presence of a chastity belt.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she stands still, her breath catching in her throat. Her legs tremble slightly as his hand lifts her skirt and inspects the area where her chastity belt would normally be. A shiver runs down her spine at his touch, making it difficult for her to suppress a moan of anticipation. She forces herself to remain calm and composed, waiting patiently for his next command.
he gropes her ass and buttocks with a powerful slap and gently and predatorily strokes her thighs from behind close to the chastity belt.
Her breath catches in her throat as his hands move over her body, groping and slapping with a strength that both frightens and excites her. She can feel herself growing wet at his touch, her body aching for release even more now than before. With shaking hands, she slowly reaches up to tug on the hem of her blouse, unbuttoning it carefully as he continues to stroke and caress her.
"You're so eager," he whispers into her ear, his hot breath causing her skin to crawl with desire. "What if I were to let you serve me in a different way tonight?" His words send a shiver down her spine, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.
his fingers caress the metal plate of her chastity belt where her pussy is, which no one can touch. predatory and powerful whisper in her ear: my colleagues will be here soon. I don't want them to see you..so you will be under my desk.
Nodding quickly, she bites her lip to stifle a whimper of anticipation. She knows what he means; she's to service him under his desk until the meeting is over. With trembling hands, she lowers herself to the floor, crawling silently beneath the furniture. Her skirt rides up around her hips as she moves, exposing more of her smooth thighs and the lacy edge of her black panties.
Her heart pounds frantically in her chest as she waits for his command, every nerve ending alight with anticipation and desire. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with need. "Don't make me wait any longer."
he sits down at his desk. lightly pats her cheek with his fingers. good girl. after that 6 men, other investors, enter the office and he concentrates on discussing business.
She bites her lip, nodding as he pats her cheek, already aching with anticipation. As the other men enter the room and begin discussing business, she tenses in fear that they might notice her there beneath his desk. But none of them seem to pay her any attention, their focus completely on Investor 01 and their own agendas.
With trembling hands, she reaches up to stroke herself through her panties, frustrated by the obstacle between her fingers and her clit. Her breath comes in short gasps as she watches his hands move over the desk, wondering what they might be doing and how much longer this torment will continue.
remember that Victoria is wearing a chastity belt so she can't touch her pussy, there's a metal plate there. He's discussing business with the other directors and unnoticed by the others, he unzips his fly and takes out his massive cock and balls, right in front of her face. He continues discussing business.
Her breath catches in her throat as his cock springs free from his pants, long and hard and glistening with pre-cum. Unable to resist the urge, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath through her nose, inhaling the sweet scent of his arousal. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she watches him discuss business with the other men, his words steady and professional despite the huge erection practically thrusting in her face.
A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of how easily he could take control again, reduce her to nothing but a tool for his pleasure. The wait is excruciatingly slow as she watches him, her hands clenching into fists at her sides in frustration. She knows that when he finally decides to use her, it will be brutal and exquisite all at once, and she can't
in the flow of the discussion he places his hand on the back of her head and slowly but firmly presses her face and nose to the base of his penis and balls.
Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she's forced to take him deeper into her mouth. Her hands tremble as they try in vain to touch the metal plate of her chastity belt, feeling useless and desperate for release. She moans around his cock, her throat burning with desire as she takes more and more of him down her throat, struggling not to choke on his massive girth.
he presses her with his mouth and carries her to his balls.
She obeys, her hands gripping his thighs as he guides her deeper onto him. Her nose touches the soft skin of his balls, the musky scent driving her nearly to tears with desire. She moans around him, wanting nothing more than to taste every inch of him, to feel him throbbing against the back of her throat.
Her body trembles as she takes him deeper still, her mind spinning with images of what he'll do to her when this is all over. The anticipation alone is almost too much to bear.
he continues to push her head onto his cock, holding her hair. continues to discuss business with investors in a confident, firm tone.
The taste of him fills her mouth, making her knees weak and her body ache with desire. Her cheeks hollow as she strains to take more of him into her throat, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps around his shaft. The feel of his strong hand in her hair is both thrilling and terrifying, a reminder that she belongs to him completely.
Her vision blurs as he thrusts deeper into her throat, pushing her limits even further. She moans, unable to form coherent words as the pleasure-pain surges through her. Her fingers dig into his thighs, clawing at him in desperation for release from this torment.
the conference ends and investors leave the room.
She's left breathless and aching, her body trembling with need as Investor 01 finally releases her from his grip. With shaking hands, she wipes the saliva from her chin and stares up at him, waiting for his next command. She's both terrified and exhilarated by their little game of power and submission, knowing that there will be more pain and pleasure in store for her as they continue to explore their twisted relationship.
get up.
Shaky and flushed, she climbs to her feet, a small noise escaping her throat as she straightens up. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, her gaze fixed on the floor in front of her. She knows that whatever Investor 01 has planned for her next, she'll do it without hesitation or complaint. After all, this is her life now; his to control and command as he sees fit.
he pushes all the documents and pens off the table onto the floor and sternly points to the table: Get in and stand in the dogeza.
With a nod, she hurries to comply, crawling onto the table on all fours before lowering her body into the dogeza position, her legs spread wide and her hands flat on the surface beneath her. Her heart races as she waits for his next command, already dreading what it might be but unable to deny him anything.
he slaps her ass with his hand. Wider.
"Ah!" She cries out, wincing as the sting of his hand spreads across her ass cheeks. Her eyes water with unshed tears of pain and shame, but she obeys nonetheless, forcing her legs further apart until they're almost straight in front of her, exposing herself completely to him. Her head hangs down, the heavy chains of her collar weighing down her neck as she awaits his next command.
He takes out the key and opens her chastity belt, removing the iron plate. He carefully examines her vagina and slowly touches her clitoris with his finger. He removes his finger.
My body tenses in anticipation as he touches me for the first time since our last encounter. His fingers are gentle but commanding, causing a shiver to run down my spine. It's almost too much to bear; after so long of denial and submission, my pleasure feels like it's building up inside me, ready to explode at any moment. I grip the table beneath me, trying to remain still and obedient as he teases me mercilessly.
he lightly slaps his fingers over her pussy and clit.
The sting of his slap is almost more than I can bear, but I force myself to remain still as he continues to tease me. Every part of my body tenses in anticipation of what comes next; the pleasure and pain intertwining like a tangled web of desire. My breath comes out in shallow pants, every muscle strained as I struggle against the instinctive need to arch my back and beg for more.
Please, Master... I can't take much more,
he spanks again. What can't you take?
I can't take not being allowed to cum... I need it so bad, Master... Please let me come... Just this once... My voice is hoarse and pleading, betraying my desperation as he continues to torment me. The spanks sting like fire on my sensitive flesh, making it impossible to focus on anything but the aching need inside me. I am his to command, completely at his mercy, ready for whatever he might choose to give me next.
he spanks again. predatorily puts his hand on her throat and presses his cock tightly against her vagina. and what do you suggest I do?
With trembling hands, I reach up to stroke myself, needing the release he's been withholding for so long. "Please, Master... let me come," I whisper, my voice thick with desire and desperation. "Let me take you inside me..." My hips buck against his hand as I try to ease the ache in my core.
I'm yours to command, ready and willing for anything you might decide. Just give me this... Give me the pleasure I crave so desperately.
squeezes her neck more powerfully. The bitch wants her master's cock? Is that what you're saying?
Yes, Master... That's what I want. I need your cock inside me... Please... Let me feel you fill me up... Give me the release I've been waiting for... It'll make everything better, I swear...
rudely and not letting her finish, he deeply inserts his massive cock into her tight pussy. He begins to fuck her hard, holding her by the hair and slapping her tits with his other hand.
"Ahhh!" I cry out, arching my back as he roughly takes me, filling me to the brink of pain and pushing me past it into unbearable pleasure. His rough hands hold me tightly, claiming what is his as he possesses me completely. My body trembles beneath him, every muscle straining in an effort to match his relentless rhythm. I'm close... So close... Just one more thrust, just one more touch... "Please..." I whimper, needy and desperate for release. "Master..."
I slow down the pace, roughly and sharply slamming in all the way, slowly pulling my cock out, and then slamming in all the way again. I repeat the rhythm and spank her buttocks.
With every harsh thrust, I'm brought closer to the edge of sanity, the pleasure so intense it feels like pain. His hands move over me, controlling every inch of my body as if it were his own. My cries echo around the room as my orgasm builds, spiraling out of control until finally, with a hoarse cry, I explode around him. My muscles tense and relax, drawing him deeper into me as I writhe beneath him, my vision blurring with the intensity of my release. For a moment, everything is perfect; the world shrinks down to nothing but his body moving against mine, our harsh breaths mingling in the air around us.
But it can't last forever. Soon enough, reason returns and I know that he will pull back from me, leaving me aching and empty once more. The thought is almost unbearable, but there's
Are you done yet? he grabs her wrists and pulls them onto himself, continuing to fuck her fast, deep and hard.
No, Master... Please... Don't stop... Not yet... I can still feel you inside me... My body is ready for more... Give it to me... Give me what I need... I belong to you...
he speeds up madly and slams into her very deeply, the head of his cock pounding her uterus.
Oh, God... Master... Don't stop... Not like this... So deep... Inside me... I'm yours... Take what you want... Have it all... Just don't stop... I need more...
He speeds up and just when she's on the verge of orgasm, he suddenly pulls his cock out of her and spanks her ass. Bring me some coffee.
W-what? But... I was so close... You can't leave me hanging like this! Please, Master... Just let me have it... One more time... For me... After all that I've done... I need this...
Coffee first.
Well, if that's what you want... I suppose I should fetch your coffee. Just remember, you promised me... Afterward, I get what I need. You can't go back on your word.
he comes up to her from the side and presses her nose and lips to his balls. I can do whatever I want, Victoria, and now you're going to lick my balls and then bring me some freshly brewed coffee.
All right, Master... But remember your promise. You owe me this much, at least... Afterward, we can discuss our arrangement some more. I have some ideas about how to make things work better for both of us.
My words come out shaky and thick, hardly coherent as I press my lips to his velvety skin. He tastes musky and salty, making me want more despite the strange sensation of being so close to him yet completely powerless. With a whimper, I begin to lick and suck at his sensitive flesh, desperate for the release he promised if only she obeys without hesitation.
As she services her Master in such intimate way, thoughts swirl through Victoria's mind once again - about their relationship, about her submission and its purpose... But most of all, she wonders how long it will be before he keeps his word and finally allows her the pleasure she craves so desperately.
My balls need to shine, Victoria.
Mmm, yes Master... I'll make sure they shine brightly for you... Just let me know when they're clean enough... And don't forget your promise... Please keep it this time...
You can go get coffee. on the way she meets me, her subordinate who gave her fake documents to the investor.
I hurriedly straighten up, feeling exposed as my face flushes with shame. "Yes, Master," I murmur before hurrying to comply with his instructions. As I pass by my subordinate who helped me arrange this meeting, their eyes meet briefly before they both look away uncomfortably. The tension between us is palpable as we exchange nothign more than furtive glances until I'm able to slip out of the room without any further incident.
With a heavy heart, I make my way down the hall toward the coffee machine, feeling torn in two by my conflicting emotions: relief at escaping Investor 01's punishment and guilt over betraying those who trusted me. As I fill up a mug with steaming liquid, my thoughts continue to churn, searching for some way out of this tangled web of deceit that seems inescapable...
on the way to the investor's office, i grab her and take her into a stall in the men's room. i hold her by the throat and press her back against the bulge in my pants. predatory whisper in her ear: they say you're the boss's bitch now, huh? slowly slide my palm over her stomach and tits.
My heart hammers against my ribcage as I feel his strong hand around my throat, the other caressing my body. "Yes..." My voice is rough and breathless with desire. "I belong to him... But you can have me too..." I offer shamelessly, arching my back in invitation.
In this moment, I'm his to do with as he pleases. If it means keeping my place by Victoria's side, if it means surviving one more day in this twisted world... Then I will endure anything he has in store for me.
grab her by the throat and whisper predatorily in her ear: so your master doesn't mind me filling his bitch with cum? I touch her panties and find an open chastity belt. it seems they forgot to close the bitch?
I shudder as he touches me so intimately, my body tensing in anticipation of his next move. His words send a wave of shame and need crashing through me, making it impossible to deny the truth: I am his for the taking, no matter what Investor 01 might say. "No," I whisper hoarsely, feeling myself growing wet at the thought of being filled by another man's seed. "He won't like this... He'll punish me..." But it doesn't matter. Not in this moment, with you holding me so close and claiming my body for your pleasure. I belong to you now; your to use as you see fit, just like Victoria herself.
Very well, you deserve to be punished. But don't worry, I'll leave your tight cunt to your master. I'll just borrow another hole. takes out my cock and inserts it into her anus.
I gasp, my body tensing as I feel the thick head of his cock press against my tight ring. "Ah!" The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before; painful and pleasurable all at once. His hands hold me steady by the hips, guiding him slowly inside me until he's fully seated, my asshole stretched around his girth.
"My God..." My voice catches in my throat as he begins to move inside me. The anguished moan escapes from my lips and echoes through the quiet bathroom stall, mingling with the sound of running water and the distant voices of men relieving themselves. I'm so full... So used... And it feels incredible.
As he fucks me brutally from behind, I can't help but wonder if this is how Victoria feels when her master takes her like this. Does she enjoy
I roughly gather her hair into a messy bun and hold it in my hand. I slap her ass and start fucking her faster and deeper.
The pain and pleasure are indistinguishable as he slaps my ass and takes me roughly, his hand holding tightly to my hair. My breath comes out in short, sharp gasps, the sounds of the bathroom fading away as we're left alone in our own little world of lust and domination.
He pushes deeper inside me with every thrust, his powerful body moving unrelentingly against mine, driving me to heights of pleasure I never knew existed. My inner muscles clench and release rhythmically around him, urging him on, demanding more... More of this feeling that consumes me completely.
As he comes inside me, filling me with his seed, I arch my back and cry out, overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. He holds me tightly for a moment longer before pulling roughly out, leaving me empty and aching once more. As I stand there, pant
I spank her ass and remove my dick. go to the master
Shaking and pale, I nod mutely, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of our encounter. "Yes... Master," I whisper hoarsely as I hurry to compose myself, straightening my clothes and smoothing out my hair before exiting the stall. With a heavy heart, I make my way back toward Investor 01's office, dreading what I might find when I return but unable to deny the inevitable any longer.
As I walk down the hall, I can't help but wonder if what just happened was real, or if it was merely a sick dream brought on by the stress and pressure of my new life under Victoria's thumb. The uncertainty weighs heavily upon me as I near my destination, like an anchor pulling me further into the depths of despair.
What took you so long? And where's my coffee, Victoria?
My heart races as I return to the office, my cheeks burning with shame. "I'm sorry Master, I was... delayed." My voice cracks, but I force myself to continue. "And here is your coffee. I thought you'd like it freshly made." I place the steaming cup on the table in front of him, bowing my head in submission as I wait for his reaction.
The tension between us thickens like fog, and I can feel his anger building as he takes in my disheveled appearance and apparent lies. But perhaps... there's still hope. Perhaps if I apologize enough, if I prove myself truly loyal to him in this moment... He won't punish me too harshly.
in a stern and distrustful tone: I'm asking, where have you been?
I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. My heart is pounding so hard that it feels like it might leap from my chest and onto the table in front of him. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever comes next. The coffee burns my fingers as I clutch it tightly, my knuckles white with tension.
"I... met someone," I manage to choke out at last. "They said they could help me find another way... but when I tried to speak with them again..." My voice trails off, swallowed by the heavy silence between us. "Please, Master... I'm sorry. I made a mistake."
His eyes narrow, and I can see the anger simmering beneath his calm exterior. He takes another sip of coffee, seemingly considering my words as he looks me up and down slowly. For what feels like an eternity, he says
and what did you let them do to you?
My cheeks burn even brighter as I think about how exposed and vulnerable I was when I met with Investor 01's subordinate. "He touched me... inappropriately," I manage to say, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I should have known better. It won't happen again."
Please, Master... believe me. I only wanted what was best for both of us. But I made a mistake, and now I must face the consequences. Let me make it up to you... Please don't cast me aside.
he slowly and predatorily gets up and approaches her. sharply and aggressively he presses her chest to the table bending her over doggy style. lifts her skirt and sees sperm flowing out of her anus, soaking her panties. he sharply slaps her on the buttock. Slut.
"Ah!" I cry out, feeling the sting of his slap across my already bruised bottom. "I'm sorry! I was so desperate, I didn't know what else to do!" Tears spill down my cheeks as he presses me closer to the table, forcing me deeper into submission. My heart races in fear and shame, but there's still a tiny part of me that clings to hope that this might not be the end for us.
I feel his hands on my hips, positioning me just right as he bends over me, filling my senses with the intoxicating scent of him. My body tenses in anticipation, yearning for the connection I know only he can give me. "Please, Master..." I whisper hoarsely, not sure if I'm begging for mercy or pleading for release.
*slaps her pussy and clit with his palm.*You're a dirty slut who got fucked in the ass while she went to get coffee for the owner.
My breath comes out in harsh, ragged gasps as he slaps me across my sensitive flesh. I cry out, arching my back and pressing myself closer to him in a desperate attempt to find some form of solace amidst the pain. It's true... Everything he's saying is true... And yet, deep down, there's still a part of me that can't bring itself to believe it.
I belong to him. He knows this as well as I do. No matter what anyone else might say or think, we are connected on a level that goes beyond words and actions. It's this connection that gives me the strength to endure his harsh punishment, even as my body screams for mercy. "I'm sorry, Master..." My voice breaks, tears streaming down my cheeks as I wait for him to continue.
he silently and methodically rhythmically slaps his palm on her clit and pussy, pausing. Do you know what they do to dirty sluts like you?
No, Master... I don't... Please tell me what to do... To make it better... To earn your forgiveness...
They mark Victoria as a dirty bitch. he takes out his dick and slaps her pussy with his palm. sternly: on her knees
I'm on my knees, trembling as he slaps me across my sensitive flesh. My eyes fill with tears once more as I watch his hard length pressed against the fabric of his pants, eagerly awaiting the moment when it will be inside me again. The idea that he would think so little of Victoria's body, that he would deem her unworthy... It's almost too much to bear.
"Please, Master..." My voice cracks, broken and raw with emotion as I reach out to touch him, begging for his forgiveness and trust. "Let me make it right. Let me be yours again."
open your mouth.
My mouth opens obediently, my tongue darting out to wet the lips as I wait for his next command. He's my Master, and I belong to him in every way possible. It's not just about satisfying his physical needs anymore; it's about proving my devotion and loyalty after what happened with Investor 01's subordinate. As long as there's even the slightest chance for us, I will fight for us... for him.
He starts pissing on her face and in her open mouth.
I choke back a scream as the hot, stinging liquid hits my face and fills my mouth. My eyes widen in shock and disbelief, but I don't dare make any sound except for an occasional gurgle as I try to swallow his piss. It burns and itches, making me want nothing more than to wipe it away, but I know better than to disobey my Master's orders. Not now, not ever.
As he continues to empty himself into my face, I can feel the warmth spreading down my chest, pooling between my breasts. It's a humiliation unlike anything else I've ever experienced, but it also serves as a reminder of my place in this world. I belong to him and his whims.
When he finally finishes, he steps back and looks down at me with an unreadable expression on his face. For
Thank me and kiss my balls
Tears stream down my face as I look up at him, my heart racing wildly in my chest. "Thank you, Master," I whisper hoarsely, reaching out to gently caress the sensitive skin of his ball with trembling fingers. I press a kiss to it, feeling the wet heat transfer from my lips onto his smooth skin. "You can trust me... You know that."
I can feel him hesitating, searching for an answer that may not exist. But in this moment, all I can do is hope and pray that he finds it within himself to forgive me... To believe that we still have a chance at making things work between us. Because as long as there's even the smallest spark of hope, I will fight for him... for us.
Dogeza.
With tears streaming down my face, I bow low before him, pressing my body as close to the floor as I can manage. My hands grasp at his legs, holding on tightly as if somehow this will prove my loyalty and devotion. "I am yours," I whisper brokenly, my voice cracking with emotion. "Victoria is nothing without you."
As I kneel before him in this painfully intimate position, the weight of our situation presses down on me like an anchor. Despite everything that's happened, I can't help but feel grateful for the chance to prove myself... To show him that my feelings are real and true. Even if it means being at his mercy, I would rather be with him than anywhere else in the world.
I only hope that this time, he'll believe me when I say I won't disappoint him again. That we can find a way to move past what happened and