John awoke early. Having spent the last two weeks in intensive training to serve his Female Boss and Her employees. He had finally passed his final tests and was ready to take up his duties at the office. Miss Stacey had cared for him and been his principal instructor throughout his training ordeal, and he was so grateful to her. She had pushed him, and had been unyielding in demanding the best from him. She had punished him when necessary, but had been kind to him.
His Boss by contrast had simply demanded he perform, and perform well. Otherwise, She always looked at him as an object rather than a person, and he imagined that is exactly how She saw him. More as a piece of office equipment that She was testing out to see if it would be a good fit for the office.
As he bathed and got ready, he thought about that. His stomach was in knots as he was to be soon presented to the office. Each one of them would know exactly what he was to be used for, and he rather imagined the looks on their faces. Would they be lust-filled? Derisive? His stomach was knotted and he was barely able to eat his breakfast. Miss Stacey seemed to understand and didn't force the issue. Just let him stew in his own thoughts.
Soon, he was at his Boss's feet in Her car. Miss Stacey was driving them to the office. They were arriving about an hour after opening and his Boss had informed him that a special day was planned. He would be taken to the conference room and presented to the executive staff. They would have first dibs on him, and he would spend some time with each lady during the first couple of days. He would be fully moved into the apartment above his Boss's office, and would live there, alone. His food and amenities would be provided. He would need no clothing, as he would not be permitted to leave the apartment except to come visit one of the ladies in their office, or to report to the break room during certain times of the day when the office staff ladies would be permitted to use him.
In addition to that schedule, Ladies, both executive staff and office staff could sign up on a schedule sheet to come spend the night in his apartment to use him as they saw fit. His rooms would be equipped with everything the Ladies would need to enjoy themselves to the fullest with the new office toy.
There was a Queen sized bed in the one room, which he would not be allowed to sleep in, unless a Lady had signed up and invited him into the bed. Otherwise, he would sleep in the main room on a pallet much as he had slept in Miss Stacey's room on most of the nights of his training. There was a kitchen, and he had learned Miss Stacey would come by once a week and make sure it stayed stocked with everything that he would need. Water and his food kept in the lower cabinets. The refrigerator and higher cabinets would keep food and drink for the Ladies.
There was two bathrooms in the apartment. One with a luxurious clawfoot, old-fashioned tub, for the Ladies to enjoy, and all the amenities of a spa. And one, simple bathroom for him. A stand up, bare bones shower, that didn't even have hot water connected to it, a simply toilet with no seat, and a sink. His toothbrush, soap, and the appropriate paraphernalia for keeping himself well cleansed both inside and out were already there.
As he was shown these things by his Boss, he only trembled once when he saw the room that housed the toys. Whips, canes, a bench he could be bent over and bound. A large X adorned one wall. Another wall held an assortment of floggers and other sinister looking items hanging from hooks. A cabinet in one corner held clamps, cuffs, and other small play items. And there was a couple of shelves devoted to butt plugs and strap ons of varying shapes, sizes, colors and designs. He noted that not all of them were shaped like the traditional over-sized male penis. Some were shaped like dog penises, complete with the knot. Some like horse penises, those truly frightened him. There was a small section with a table that had stirrups, and his Boss clinically informed him that is where he could be fully examined to make sure he was healthy.
The last room held exercise equipment. He would be expected to spend two hours a day prior to work in there to maintain his shape. He was currently, thanks to Miss Stacey in the best shape of his life. It seemed his Boss intended him to stay that way.
She led him down the stairs and into the conference room, through a back entryway. He would not be presented to the office staff until the executive staff and finished their time with the new toy. The Ladies were seated around the large table and he was led in, and made to crawl up on the table, remaining on his hands and knees and crawl around so each Lady could fondle, grope, squeeze, pinch, and otherwise savor his humiliation.
He had studied brief bios of each Lady, and would be expected to fully learn their habits, what they most enjoyed, what turned them on. And it had been mentioned that at some point after a short period of time, he would be forced to endure a taste-testing session, where he would have to correctly identify each Woman of the executive staff by the taste of their Pussies.
He wasn't sure that that would be overly hard. He knew the difference between his Boss and Miss Stacey easily enough, and felt he could tell them apart even blindfolded. This was going to be much harder. Not least because he had no idea when the test would be. For all he knew, it could be that afternoon.
Miss Janice was the first to reach out and grab him by the chin. She pulled him close and forced his mouth open, peering inside, her thumb stroke his tongue, her fingers dug into his chin almost painfully. Nodding, She then released him.
Ms. Beth giggled as she fondled his caged cock, shaking his balls and grinning with delight when he gave a low moan of frustration. She gave his bottom a firm smack and whispered, "get used to it, toy."
Ms. Charlotte played with his nipples for a bit. She had tired eyes. Surprisingly she kissed him and then placed her lips to his ear and whispered, in a surprisingly sultry voice, "I can't wait to feel your tongue, toy, I am so wet just thinking about it."
Ms. Tameka, turned him around and spread his ass cheeks, Her fingers danced over his hole until with a firm push, one digit slipped fully up inside him. He lowered his head and shoulders to the table and moaned softly as She felt around inside him, finding his prostate and teasing it with her nail. She arched a brow and whispered, "Messy, toy," as she noted the drips from his caged cock." She made him lick up his mess, and smeared the rest over the head of his cock, making him jerk a bit in response. Her dark, chocolate covered fingers gripped his chin and pulled him close, and slipped the finger that had been in his ass and had smeared his drippings into his mouth and whispered, "I won the drawing to the be first in the office to plow your sweet boy cunt, its going to be a long, hard ride." Her eyes glinted as She spoke and he shivered remembering the shelves of various dildos he had seen.
