Office Quarantine - Wee 6

Monday. I was hesitant to go to work after Friday's session. As hot as it was to see Eddie watching us fuck and to see him pleasure himself, I did not know what was going to happen. There was a chance that things could escalate, or we could all be reported to HR.

As I walked off the elevator towards my workspace I glanced over to Eddie's office. The boys were standing around his desk. They looked up and smiled as I walked in, then returned to their conversation. Stepping into my office I saw a package on my desk. A small purple box with a white bow. I sat down and inspected the box. There was no card, no markings. Opening the lid, I was greeted with white tissue paper with a shadow underneath. Moving the tissue paper to the side I was presented with a strap-on butterfly, very similar to my own toy, however, this one only had feelers which were longer than mine. I pulled the wearable out of the box and saw the card underneath.

"Remote-control butterfly. Up to 6 controllers. 10 hours continuous battery."

I pondered the device in front of me and the implications of the card. I could only assume all the boys were responsible for the "gift", a thought that made my pussy spasm. I made no attempt to hide the toy as I walked to the Ladies to slip the toy into place. The silicone of the butterfly was cool against the wetness of my pussy. The feelers made my clit tingle as they were expertly positioned. I clipped and tightened the straps around my waist and legs, ensuring the butterfly stayed in place. Eager for the day to begin, I strode back to my office.

I barely made it across the foyer before I felt the first jolt of vibration through my clit. My legs wobbled nearly bringing me to the floor. My breath caught at the sudden sensation. I composed myself as best I could with the continued buzzing in my pussy. I glanced around to see the culprit, but no one was watching. Eddie was in his office working on his computer, his eyes appeared fixed on the screen in front of him. The boys were at their own desks, seemingly oblivious to my torment. The vibrations continued in my panties making it difficult for me to walk to my office. I stumbled to the wall and leaned against the cold surface, hoping the chill would distract from the intense sensations growing in my pussy. It didn't. My breathing quickened, mouth opened, eyes closed, head rested against the wall as the orgasm washed over me. My body shook as I cried out, unable to control the sound escaping my lips. The buzzing continued briefly making me spasm as the feelers toyed with my over sensitive clit. Just as suddenly as it started, the toy stopped moving.

I took a moment to control my breathing before opening my eyes and gingerly walking to my desk. Sitting in my office chair pushed the butterfly hard against my tender pussy sending pulses of electricity through my stomach. I breathed deep to relax and attempted to focus my mind before getting into my work for the day. It was hard to concentrate knowing that at any moment I could be overcome with the buzzing of the toy in my pussy. It was mid-morning when Matt brought me a coffee. He smiled a sly smile before placing the mug on the desk and walking back out. I was scared to take a sip, worried they would select that moment to turn the device on. The smell of the coffee was intoxicating, and I could resist no longer. I carefully lifted the mug to my lips. Blowing on the hot liquid, I tilted the mug forward feeling the comforting sensation of the warm nectar running down my throat.

I finished the coffee without incident and headed to the lunchroom to return the mug. As I moved through the foyer on my return trip the familiar sensations began. I staggered to the wall and leaned against it for balance as the vibrations seemed stronger this time. The incessant flickering of my clit brought the orgasm on faster than before. Eyes closed, panting as the warm flood of the orgasm passed over me. My legs were weak. I had trouble getting back to my office, much to the delight of the boys who clearly enjoyed the scene before them. The vibrations ceased as abruptly as they started, and I was able to wobble to my chair. My relief was short lived as once again the chair pushed the toy into my aching pussy.

Lunch rocked around and I wasn't game to stand up. As beautiful as the orgasms were, my pussy was still recovering. I had hoped that by staying seated I would avoid the playful antics of the boys. I was wrong. The vibrations were intense as the office chair forced the toy against my pussy and the feelers into my clit. My legs were shaking too much for me to stand and relieve the extreme vibes of the butterfly. I closed my fits, pushing them onto my desk, trying to control the feelings. Panting hard, the orgasm made me shudder violently. I screamed as I came, almost crying from the aggravation of my pussy. The toy didn't stop. Tears rolled down my face as wave after wave of electricity travelled through me. Eventually my body stopped shaking and I was aware of the still toy against my clit.

It took the rest of the day for my body to recover. Still a little sensitive, I slowly walked towards the Ladies to remove the toy in preparation for leaving the office. I made it two steps out of my office before the vibrations began again. My already delicate clit spasmed to life causing my legs to buckle. I couldn't save myself this time and fell to the floor. The orgasm came fast and strong. My whole body convulsed with the power of the climax. The toy didn't stop. The pulsations were relentless against my aching pussy. I crumpled further on the floor, lying on my side, my body having an uncontrollable fit. Electricity emanated from my clit and screamed through me. I could feel the sensations in my toes as warmth flooded me with another orgasm. Still the toy continued. I sobbed and tried to remove the butterfly.

Rough hands grabbed my arms pulling them behind my back and lifting me to my knees. The toy continued to torment my clit making it burn. I felt something press against my waiting lips and opened my eyes to watch Eddie's hard cock drive down my throat. Tears flowed freely down my cheeks as the thick shaft made me choke and the feelers continued their assault on my clit. Eddie placed a finger on my chin, lifting my face up to lock eyes with his. The angle eased the depth of the cock in my mouth allowing me to breathe. His hands moved to the back of my head controlling the movements as he fucked my throat. My body was in agony from the toy. Every muscle was tense as I writhed on the floor.

I began to drool, partly from the cock deep in my throat and partly from the abuse of my clit. My tongue lashed Eddie's cock in an attempt to end the anguish of the situation. My mind was screaming as my ravaged body begged the sensations to stop. Another orgasm came and went, my body in a constant state of convulsions. Eddie's movements quickened and deepened. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head forward and slamming his cock down my throat as he emptied his load into me. His cock twitched with each shot of warm cum.

For a moment I couldn't breathe. Shock, fear, and pleasure took over my body as my mind faded away. I woke lying on the floor. The toy was gone and so were the boys. I hesitantly lifted myself off the floor, feeling every tight, sore muscle. I gathered my things and stumbled to the elevator for the painful trip home.

Tuesday. I could barely move in bed. The alarm continued to sound but I could not lift my arms to turn it off. Every muscle ached. I felt like I had been hit by a sex machine and fucked to oblivion. I lay still, eyes closed, enjoying the feel of the warm cozy doona draped over my hard body. Eventually the constant siren of the alarm encouraged me to roll out of bed and remove the noise. I sat on the edge of the bed trying to will myself to get ready for work, but my body wouldn't move. Finally, I decided I needed a break and called in to say I was working from home. The disappointment was clear in Eddie's voice.

I drew a bath hoping the heat and peppermint oil would help soothe my smarting muscles. The bathroom filled with steam as the deep bath filled with bubbles. I stood in front of the mirror, observing my naked body. I half expected to see bruising from the day before, but there were no marks to show the torment of the day. I ran my hands over my chest, grabbing a handful of my breasts, squeezing, and pulling till I pinched my nipples between my fingers. My pussy dampened at the touch. It was hard to believe I could still get aroused after yesterday. My hands continued their travel down my stomach and into my shaved crotch. A finger slid along the lips before delving inside. I was so wet. My finger circled my opening spreading my juice over my lips. I could have stayed there all day caressing my aching pussy, but the tantalizing aroma of the peppermint oil in hot water brought me back to the bathroom and awaiting muscle soak.

I dipped one foot then the other into the hot water, feeling my feet tingle with the heat. Once accustomed, I lowered my body into the soothing liquid. My muscles felt on fire from the hot water and the tingle of peppermint oil. Slowly I began to relax, sliding down into the water to submerge my breasts and rest my neck on the edge of the clawfoot bath. I closed my eyes and melted into the soothing waters. Visions of the day before flashed in my mind. The torment and agony were mixed with heightened states of pleasure. I didn't know if I was being assaulted or loved at any moment of the memories. I felt my pussy spasm remembering Eddie's cock sliding into my mouth. His piercing eyes bore into me as he fucked my throat.

My hand moved back to my mound, a finger sliding in and finding my clit. Pressing the nub sent a spark through my body. My finger twitched against the nerve at the memory of the cock forced between my lips, I could still taste him. I began to rub my clit, feeling the excitement grow in my pussy. My back arched as the climax drifted through my aching body. Feeling content, I closed my eyes and snoozed in the hot bath.

I was woken by the cool water on my skin. The bubbles had dissipated leaving a thin film of oil on the surface. I stretched my body, my muscles moaned but had eased from the morning. Leaving the bath and placing the soft towel robe around my shoulders, I moved to the loungeroom to enjoy a relaxing day with coffee and the TV.

Wednesday. Feeling refreshed and ready to face the office, I strolled through the foyer doors. As I approached the elevator I was greeted by the boys. Matt put his arm around my shoulders and smiled. I felt both at ease and excited that they were waiting for me. We entered the elevator. Matt took a position behind me with Simon standing on one side pushing me up against the wall on the other. Jason stood directly in front of me. Others entered the elevator for the trip to the twelfth floor.

As the doors closed, I felt a hand lift my shirt over my hips and pull my panties to the side. Just seeing the boys had caused juice to build in my pussy. A growl escaped Matt's lips as he felt the wetness of my crotch. The faint sound of a zipper was muffled by the doors opening and people moving in and out of the elevator. The boys stayed close to me, blocking the view of others, and hiding the sordid acts being performed. I felt a hard cock push into my pussy as the doors closed. The cock slid in with ease and filled every inch of me. My eyes closed as I stifled a moan, my hand going to Jason's shoulder for balance. Simon guided my other hand to his crotch and the bulging muscle beneath the fabric of his dress pants. His suit jacket hid my hand as it undid the zipper and slid within, grabbing the shaft, and squeezing.

Jason stepped back with his hand behind his back. Once close his fingers began to play on my clit. My body shook with the sensations these boys were providing me. Matt began to rock his hips, sliding his hard cock in and out of my soaked pussy, while Jason gently rubbed my clit. My hand massaged Simon's cock inside his pants. The doors opened. More people jostled for a position in the elevator. Jason was pushed further back, sandwiching me against Matt and pushing his cock deeper into me. I whimpered, tightening my grip on Simon's shaft. Matt resumed the slow movements of his hips, gently fucking my pussy.

The doors closed on the eleventh floor leaving the four of us in a corner of the elevator and Brian, the owner, standing to the front. Having the owner of the company in the elevator increased the tension and excitement of the situation. Matt thrust deep into my wet cunt, releasing his seed into me as Jason brought me to a satisfying orgasm. My hand quickened on Simon's cock causing him to explode in his pants. There was no mistaking the scent of our dalliance in the elevator, however, Brian did not look over. Matt removed his spent cock from my dripping pussy and rearranged my skirt over my hips. Simon closed his zipper as the doors opened and we all walked out into the office.

As I strolled to my desk, I could feel our collective juices soaking through my panties. Brian walked into Eddie's office and closed the door. The boys sat at their desks and began their work for the day. After thirty minutes Brian left Eddie's office. He smiled at me on his way out to the elevators and continued to the owner's offices on the thirteenth floor.

The morning went by without further activity. Mid-morning Jason walked into the office with my usual cup of coffee. I greeted him with a smile then rolled my head trying to loosen the tired muscles in my neck. Jason moved behind me placing his hands on my shoulders. Expertly he began to massage the tight muscles beneath his fingers. The pressure applied both hurt and relaxed me. I closed my eyes, leaning back in the chair. I didn't see anyone else enter the room, I only felt my legs being pushed apart and my panties being pulled to the side once again.

I jumped as a wet tongue licked up and down my slit. I moaned and widened my legs accommodating whoever was beneath the table. Jason began to knead my muscles harder as the tongue wiggled between my lips, lapping at my pussy. I was euphoric from the sensations I was experiencing, the pleasure between my legs and the pain and release in my shoulders. The tongue travelled up to flick my clit as two fingers dove into my dripping pussy. I groaned and bit my lip, feeling the familiar sensations rising in the pit of my stomach. The fingers bent inside me, rubbing the walls of my pussy, causing my breathing to deepen.

Jason found a knot in my neck and dug his fingers into the lump; pain and release flooded me. The tongue continued to flick over my clit as lips closed around it and sucked it in. A tooth grazed the sensitive nub making me spasm. The fingers began to pump inside me, bent and filling me up. I could feel the orgasm coming and tensed my legs. The tip of the tongue flickered over my sensitive clit as the wave of excitement burst over me. A third finger as inserted as the mouth covered my clit and sucked the nerve hard. Wave after wave crashed over me as my body shook with the intensity. I became aware of Jason pinching my nipples through the fabric of my blouse as the second climax hit me. The mouth left my clit while the tongue lapped at my pussy, tasting me. The fingers were removed, and my panties repositioned once again. Jason leaned down and kissed my forehead before leaving my office. I opened my eyes feeling relaxed and sated. My coffee topped it off.

The rest of the day was filled with meeting and visits from Brian. I had never seen the company boss as often as I did that day.

Thursday. The office and conference room were filled with workers all day. It appeared some renovations were due in the conference room. Walking past I could see them working on the ceiling, placing a hook point for what I assumed would be a projector as that had been identified as a necessary addition to the room. The hook looked sturdy as though it could take a fair weight attached to it. I wondered if they were going to place two projectors and change the back wall to a collaborative whiteboard as we had seen in our overseas offices. With all the construction, the day was uneventful and felt like any other workday. As I left, I noticed the bar on the table in the conference room. The bar, straight and an arm span long, appeared to be the bracket for the projectors.

Friday. Upon entering the office, I was summoned to a meeting with Eddie. Sitting across from him I felt his eyes focused on my harden nipples, which only served to make them strain against the black lacy bra I was wearing under my white cotton blouse. Eddie stood and moved behind my chair. Placing his hands on my shoulders he leaned down to me, "Do you trust me?"

His warm breath on my ear sent a shiver through me. My pussy responded in kind. I didn't know where he was going with this question but his soft words and delicate touch on my skin compelled me to nod my head. He moved around to face me, lifting me to my feet he captured my lips with his. His tongue invaded my mouth, coaxing my tongue to meet his in a tantalizing duel. His hands travelled down my back, grabbing my arse, and squeezing me to him. My hands rested on his shoulders, feeling the strong muscles beneath. I drank in every inch he gave me, melting in his arms. I sighed as he pulled away from me and sent me back to my office.

Sitting in my office chair I stared at the computer screen in front of me. My mind raced with the possibilities of his question. What could I need to trust him for? What was he planning? My eyes were looking at my emails, but my head was somewhere else. I barely noticed Matt with my coffee. The delicious aroma brought me back to the office and Matt smiling down on me. His hand glanced my arm before he left me alone to the soothing sensations of the warm coffee tickling down my throat. My hands wrapped around the hot mug as I savoured the taste of my mid-morning coffee. My mind still concerned with Eddie's question.

I headed towards the lunchroom to replace my mug and retrieve my lunch. As I walked past the conference room I was summoned in by Eddie. He was sitting on the edge of the table, one leg resting on the surface forcing a strain at his crotch causing his flaccid cock to be clearly outlined in his dress pants. In his hands was the projector bracket. I moved towards him, watching him threading a rope through each end of the bar. The rope hung from the projector hooks fitted the day before. My heart fluttered as the scene registered in my mind, and my pussy convulsed at the thought.

He beckoned me over to him, taking the mug from my hands and placing it on the table. He held my hand in his hand, his fingers tracing a delicate pattern over my wrist. I giggled as the feather-light touch tickled my skin. Drawing my hand to his lips he kissed and nibbled the flesh of my wrist. I closed my eyes and grinned, relaxed by his subtle touch. My eyes opened as I felt the coarse caress of rope on my skin. Eddie fixed his eyes with mine and asked again, "Do you trust me?"

I was cautious but curious. Biting my lip, I nodded. He held the bar out for me to grab. Holding the bar at either end spread my arms wide, not a full extension but a relaxed restriction. Eddie tied my wrists to the bar, then lowered me to my knees. The rope had enough lax to allow slight forward and backward movement of my upper body while my knees were comfortable on the ground. Eddie knelt next to me, his hand sliding up my thigh, lifting my skirt over my hips, exposing my lacy underwear and the growing wetness between my legs.

His hand continued over my stomach undoing each button of my blouse as he travelled up and over my visible breasts. My nipples hardened under his touch and the instant breath of air as the blouse was opened. Eddie grabbed my breast, lowering his head to flick his tongue over the nipple. I moaned. His lips enveloped the sensitive nub, sucking it through the black lace of its constraints. Teeth grazed the flesh before leaving the breast. The cool air hit the moist fabric of the bra sending a shiver through my body. Eddie removed his tie and placed it over my eyes. I opened my mouth to protest and felt a finger on my lips. The warmth of his breath could be felt at my ear, "Trust me."