"Folks, there are three senior positions to be filled," Mr. Shahzad, the vice-president of the company announced to the group, "and those who are promoted will create opportunities for many others to rise also!"
There was palpable excitement in the crowd of two dozen gathered in the main lobby of the Mangla guest house. The prospect of promotion raised the sense of excitement among the employees of the company, if not their spouses or partners, given that the chance for elevation had been rare in similar companies as of late. What was more interesting, however, was the process of determining who would rise and who would not.
"Let the fun begin," he continued, pulling his wife Maliha close and kissing her full on the mouth. For a married man to be kissing his very pretty wife would not be an issue in most places. In Pakistan, however, and in the middle of a group, this was strictly verboten.
"Go on, let's break some rules, I want to see all of you couples do what Mrs. Shahzad and me are going to demonstrate once again," he said, forcing his tongue into Maliha's mouth a second time.
One by one the various couples slowly put their lips together. The married couples were relatively quick to get into the clinch. The three unmarried "pairs" looked about a bit for direction, but ultimately all three of the single girls brought their mouths in contact with those of their 'dates' for the evening.
It was going to be a marvellous program, the VP mused, as he put his hand out to grab the nearest other female away from her partner, while placing Maliha in another man's arms. In a second he was kissing Haniya, one of the single ladies, while his wife had her tongue down the throat of Mehmood, one of the few single guys in the group. Almost on cue the ten other couples exchanged partners. The process went on for four more rounds, and the ice was truly broken in a period of about ten minutes.
II
Shabnam undressed partially and got under the quilt on the double bed, awaiting her first partner of the night, who she would not be aware of till the card key let him in through the door. In this case it was the rather nondescript Southern Area Manager Habeeb. The VP's words ran through her mind and reminded her that she was making the sacrifice for a worthwhile cause. She had been a customer sales support person for almost two years and a promotion was desperately needed as the next position offered a salary jump of nearly seventy percent. She wondered what Mr. Shahzad had meant when he had taken her aside after the conference dinner had ended and asked a very pointed question.
"Shabnam, you need to be very truthful with me," his eyes were dead set serious as he spoke with a low voice, "Are you are a virgin or not?"
Shabnam had turned red instantly, but saw he wanted an answer for some necessary reason and muttered an almost inaudible, "No sir, I am not." He had, however, not commented on her situation as she anticipated, since people in that country would have expected an unmarried girl to be unsullied, but instead gave her a hug and told her she was welcome to join the event later that evening.
Asked the same question at few moments later, Haniya, also a customer support person, had simply smiled at the VP and whispered, "Do you really think so sir?" while adding, "and I am always available if you ever feel like spending a night or more with me!" The VP had smiled and lightly tapped her butt. While the rest of the guys had a thing for her, he was not smitten by her brazen behaviour. Haniya had sensed that she was never able to turn him on, despite the fact that he rarely had a problem dancing with her at the occasional party or even taking her out for a meal on occasion. She was now also waiting for her first fuck of the night to arrive. Jehangir was having trouble opening the door as the card key kept giving a red signal. After six attempts he knocked and was let in by a buck naked Haniya.
III
Dawar was licking his chops at the prospect of being with four nice ladies that evening. His wish list included Shabnam, the VP's wife Maliha, Haniya, and Kulsoom, the youngest member of the team, who the VP openly treated as his own daughter. As the most senior person in the VP's team, he figured that the general manager opportunity was in his hands. He had really relished the open mouth kiss he had received from the VP's wife during the ice breaking and now had visions of ripping her clothes off. Furthermore, while he knew that the picks for the evening were not in his control, he had high hopes of getting a much nicer deal that the sacrifice he was making. Dawar's wife, Yusra, was fat, haggish and clearly the worst looking of the dozen females participating in the night's events. Compared to her, even the number eight through eleven ladies on the looks ladder were Victoria's Secret models. He was coming out a winner regardless of the draw but his mental images were of four of the best looking ladies present. He did not consider the fact that he himself was the least attractive male and that any of the four guys that his wife would be screwing would have much better attributes than he did.
IV
Kulsoom was getting a tongue lashing from the VP for participating. She had submitted her entry while Mr. Shahzad had gone off to take a call and his wife had registered the girl. There had not been any love lost between the VP's wife and his so-called daughter. Frankly his wife, Maliha wished to see the girl fucked by the four ugliest guys in the group if she had her way.
Mr. Shahzad had pulled Kulsoom into his room just after dinner. She was shocked when he forcefully removed her jeans and T-shirt, and then pulled the bra and panties off leaving her threadbare.
"Do you really want four guys to do anything they want to you tonight," Mr. Shahzad raged, "you are a virgin and remember that I consider you to be my daughter."
"But I really do need this promotion," she squeaked back, standing totally nude and shivering under the onslaught, "if you promote me without my taking part here, it will be seen as favouritism."
"Fine, you had the temerity to come alone to this group and then Maliha has gone ahead and registered you," he sounded hurt, "but I am going to fix things."
He grabbed Kulsoom's thigh and pulled her close. She wondered if he was going to deflower her before the party, thus taking that honour away from her first fucker from within the group. Instead he stuck a leather contraption, with metal ribbing around her midsection, covering her cunt and going around her thighs, but leaving her ass bared. Furthermore a collar was placed around her neck and this connected via a strip of hard leather that was between her breasts to the leather pants. The pants and collar had some straps with locks on them, which he shut and put the keys in his pocket.
"This is a chastity belt, so nobody can put his penis in the wrong place, but you will be able to perform your bodily functions while seated, "Mr. Shahzad advised while adding, "I'm very unhappy with you for staying here tonight but less worried about what can happen."
As he looked at Kulsoom trussed up, but with her bared and pert breasts heaving and legs, backside and arms uncovered, he realized that she truly was a very desirable female and that he had overlooked this fact in his protective concern for her. Taking her into his arms, he paternally kissed the top of her head, and then told her to dress up. Five minutes later they were back at the party and it appeared that no one had missed them.
Mr. Shahzad had also asked Shabnam and Haniya, the other two unmarried females, the pointed questions about their virginity to see if they also needed chastity belts. He knew well that in Pakistani culture the purity of a single girl was paramount. Haniya's being a virgin would have been a surprise, but that eventuality did not occur, since she had the reputation of being the office fuck. With regards to Shabnam, rather than being disappointed he was greatly relieved when he heard she was not a virgin, since she was the one he most wanted to possess that evening. In any case he only had two of the contraptions that had been bought as a lark when he had recently visited the UK and one was now around Kulsoom's body.
V
Someone had out of the blue suggested part of the plan to solve the promotions issue at a party, turning a simple matter of business considerations into a fun orgy. Mr. Shahzad had questioned the sensibility of such an event in Pakistan and discussed it with his wife. Maliha had some reservations but wondered what would happen if he broached the subject. Gathering his courage at a party where alcohol had been flowing despite local norms, he had hesitantly brought the idea up. Starting with, "you know what, I'll promote whoever is the best of you at fucking," he had led the discussion through a few stages. The first group of men initially had no issue with joining in a fuck fest. The concerns came when they were advised that the event would only be open to married partners or dates for single persons. The final hurdle was crossed with the assurance that everything would be on a need to know basis and conducted in a proper manner. Mr. Shahzad had his doubts that anyone would be interested. Once the first four persons were coopted, the next few were brought in by the initial recruits. He was actually impressed that there were so many persons attending and he wondered what the married guys had done to convince their better halves to attend and fuck other guys. But promotions had been rare in the industry so out of the box, and perhaps out of the dress, methods had to be considered.
The VP and his wife though very much in love had enjoyed a relatively open marriage for the past dozen or so years, even consensually swinging on occasion. At the party, she was not worrying about her infidelity or that of her husband, given that each of them would bed four different lovers in the next few hours. Rather she fixed her hair and loosened her jacket a bit to reveal more cleavage than was on display during the dinner. She had opted for a leather jacket and black slacks, the jacket not going all the way down to her belt, but allowing a good three inches of her midriff to be bared. Anyone paying close attention could see that she had a very taut belly. While she was the second oldest female in the group, Maliha was easily one of the sexiest. Her husband approvingly took in the look and wondered which of the guys in his team were going to get lucky with her.
