The Office Edgeslut Pt 02

At 8:30 precisely, Jade knocked on the door to her boss's office, ready to begin her work week.

"Good morning, little Edgeslut." Victor McCarthy said with a smile as he opened the door, welcoming her in. He looked her up and down, studying her clothes. "I see you've chosen to wear your new outfit."

The first three weeks at this job, Jade had worn some variant of a white blouse with a pencil skirt, adding a blazer or jumper on chillier days. Though Victor didn't completely approve, he understood that she wanted to wear something unassuming on her commute to work. Last Friday, however, he had sent her home with a gift bag, inside which she had found a tight white top with a plunging neckline, and a little black skirt shorter than she had ever worn before.

"Good morning, Sir. I hope you like it." Jade paused for a moment, feeling self conscious as his eyes took in her every curve - as if he hadn't seen her completely nude a multitude of times. "I also chose different shoes today... I forgot I had them, if I'm honest; they're pretty uncomfortable, but they make me feel kinda hot."

Victor stood up from his desk in order to see the shoes in question. They were sleek black heels, higher than her usual ones, and pointed at the toe.

"Excellent choice! You really are turning into a fantastic edgeslut, Jade."

With the formalities out of the way, Victor made his way over to begin undressing her.

"It seems almost a shame to take you out if this pretty little outfit so soon," he said, caressing his hands over her chest, running a thumb over her nipple and smiling to himself as he felt it harden under his touch, the soft fabric of her top and thin lace of her bra doing nothing to hide her arousal. "Don't you think the rest of the office would enjoy seeing you like this?"

"Yes Sir."

"Would you enjoy being paraded around like this?"

"I think so, Sir."

"You think so?"

"Well, the idea of it makes me a bit nervous."

"Even though every single person out there has either touched, teased, or fucked you at least once, and you sit outside my office in full view of them every day completely nude?"

Jade looked him in the eyes and nodded.

"I think it's something about having clothes on... when I'm wearing nothing but a collar and cuffs I'm an object. They sort of put my mind at ease, like I go into a sort of daze where all I want is to please people."

"Thank you for your honesty, Jade." He walked back to his desk and opened the drawer containing all of the toys. "Would it help if we put those on?"

"Yes Sir," she said with a smile. "Thank you."

He guided her over to a chair, sitting her down before gently placing the pretty pink collar around her neck and the matching cuffs on her wrists - the key to which he kept on his lanyard at all times. He instructed her to open her mouth, an order she obeyed diligently, and placed two of his fingers inside. She looked up at him, waiting for her next instruction; sometimes he wanted her to suck on his fingers, other times he simply wanted to look at her with her mouth open.

"Good girl," he said, indicating it was the latter this time. He swiftly replaced his fingers with a heart shaped gag, smiling as he looked upon his handiwork. "Do you feel better about showing off your outfit now?"

Jade nodded, unable to speak properly around the gag. He guided her over to the door, but didn't let her leave - he had one more thing to add to the outfit. Her eyes followed him as he fetched something else from the drawer, but she couldn't see what exactly it was.

"Eyes forward."

She felt herself grow wetter at the simple instruction, and did as she was told. In a moment, she heard a soft clink, then found herself being tugged backwards a little. Not daring to disobey his instructions this early in the day, she kept her eyes forward and tried to ask what it was, her voice coming out as an indistinguishable gurgle from behind the gag.

"Don't speak with your mouth full, pet." Victor scolded. Maneuvering in front of her, he revealed what the final object was: a matching pink leash. "Just in case you run away from the terrible fear of being seen fully clothed."

He opened the door and lead her out into the wider office, everyone's attention immediately drawn to the sound of Victor's door opening. Everybody knew what that meant by now, and they were all incredibly fond of their new office edgeslut. They rose from their desks, and a murmur began as they saw her outfit.

"Morning everybody." Victor called out, his deep voice easily reaching the furthest desks in the room. "Our edgeslut has worn an excellent new outfit today, and I thought you all might like to enjoy it before I take it all off! Please, feel free to come forward and inspect it."

At once, the sound of shuffling wheely chairs and excited footsteps filled the room. Jade let out a small squeak of fear as she saw them all moving towards her - usually she only served one person at a time, maybe two. Seeing her nerves, Victor gave a small tug of the leash and leant in to whisper in her ear.

"I'm staying right here, just tug the leash twice if you want to stop, okay?"

She nodded, her nerves immediately cooling a little.

Before long, she had a crowd of business casual administration employees ogling her. Victor instructed her to give a twirl, which she obliged, her skirt fanning up and revealing her underwear. It was the same silky white pair she had worn to her interview. Then, he had her turn around and touch her toes, putting her ass on display. After that, another spin. Then, he ordered her to sit. She felt like a puppy on her leash, being told to sit, stay, lay. That feeling was amplified immediately by an order to get on all fours, before being led into the crowd by her leash. In the middle of the crowd, she was ordered to sit again - perched on her butt with her legs bent beside her.

"Such a good little pet, isn't she?" Victor asked his employees. "Are you a good little pet, edgeslut?"

Jade nodded.

"Use your words, pet."

"Yes sir," is what she tried to say, though it came out more like "esh shir."

"She even drools like a dog!" Victor said, crouching slightly to wipe some drool from her mouth.

Victor then had her stand up and allowed his employees to come forward and grope her - it wasn't quite 9am, so they weren't allowed to use her properly yet, but they got to work on her quickly. Within seconds, she had countless hands roaming her body, pinching and twisting her nipples, snaking up past the hem of her tiny skirt, pulling her plunging neckline even lower, grabbing fistfulls of skirt fabric and smacking the ass that hid beneath it. Victor kept his eyes trained on hers the whole time, ready to call it off at the slightest tug of the leash.

No tug ever came. Jade felt as though she was floating.

At 8:55 precisely, Victor sent everyone back to their desks and lead Jade back into his office, and began swiftly undressing her.

"Something tells me you're going to have a busy morning," he said dryly. "Can't keep them waiting."

The final piece of the puzzle was the vibrator to be strapped against her clit - Victor's method of choice was usually to tie it to her leg with a soft length of rope, but as they were pushed for time, he opted to tape it in place instead.

She struggled out an objection when he pulled the duct tape out.

"What's wrong, pet?"

She gestured towards the tape and shook her head violently.

"Why not, do you think it will hurt?"

She nodded.

"Any other reasons?"

She shook her head, slower this time, a little confused at his question.

"If that's all..." he continued his work. "Your physical comfort really isn't my priority."

Straining against her gag, she let out a small cry and thrashed her body around, trying to get away from the tape.

"If you don't stop, you're going to be starting late and I'll have to punish you. The tape won't hurt nearly as much as a spanking will."

Still, she whined and moved away.

With an exasperated sigh, Victor put down the tape. He grabbed her leash and pulled her forcefully towards his desk chair, sitting down in it and leaving her to fall over his legs, ass in the air.

"We established in your contract that pain was not one of your hard limits," he began. "Has that changed?"

Jade shook her head.

"So you disobeyed me for no good reason and made yourself late in the process. You've been very good until now, but this warrants a punishment; do you understand?"

Jade nodded. At once, a loud smack came sharp down onto her ass, no doubt leaving a pink mark on her cheek, as a scream passed her lips.

"10 each cheek for each infraction should do the trick." Another smack landed on her other cheek. "That's 20 for disobeying me, and 20 for making yourself late." Another smack. "Do you think 40 hard spanks at the beginning of the day is going to hurt more or less than peeling off that duct tape at the end of the day?" Smack.

She tried to squeak out a reply, but every time she started he hit her with another smack.

"Don't bother answering. I don't care for the opinions of bad little edgesluts." Smack. "Besides, you can tell me after I rip all the tape off you later."