Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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*Disclaimer. The full story will include a variety of fetishes mostly including mind control and non-consent, but also including enslavement, feminization, diaper punishment, cross dressing and gender bending. If any of this is not your thing, I ask that you keep going.
* THIS story will focus on Mark's return to the Company and the punishment of his old coworkers in Division 1. This story will include non-consent mind control, enslavement, human puppet, as well as copious amounts of blow jobs, sex and orgasm denial. The story will briefly include anal, forced gay, and incest.
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Chapter 1 -- The Boys
So, to ensure his position had been secured, he visited his old office in Division 1. It was less an office than it was a side table by a cubicle. In the actual cubicle was where Crystal had sat, a small beacon of hope in his desolate wasteland.
A little ways from him was another set of cubicles where the guys sat, John and Josh. They were Claire's favorites as they were handsome and muscular. They could get away with anything since Claire didn't actually make them work. They basically spent the day goofing off, and occasionally hanging out in Claire's office and talking her up. Their brown nosing skills were legendary.
Off behind Crystal was Tessa. The woman had a tight toned body, and regularly wore fitted clothing that showcased her physique. However, her face was ever frozen in the same expression of stony apathy. Few had seen her smile, and even fewer ranked on Tessa's scale of people to give a damn about.
As Mark walked into the division's section, he saw many of the menial workers doing what they were meant to, and hard at work running numbers on their prospective computers in their own cubicles. However, John and Josh were nowhere to be seen. He wasn't surprised.
Yet as he listened He could hear raucous laughter coming out of Claire's office. As he approached Claire's closed door he reached for the handle, opening the door unapologetically. Inside he saw John and Josh lounging in the two office chairs before Claire's desk. They were all laughing but immediately cut off when they heard the door open and saw Mark in the doorway.
"What do YOU want?" Claire asked derisively.
Mark looking somewhat amused said, "Shouldn't you all be at work?"
"We're on our break." Josh answered. They all laughed.
"Don't you have a diaper to fill." Claire snapped at him. They all laughed anew, this time uproariously.
"Josh, John, I have something to show you. Your new chairs."
The guys looked strangely at him, but got up to see what he was talking about. They remained light hearted until they got up to their desks and saw the new "chairs". They didn't have wheels like the rest and instead had four legs on the floor. As the front legs rose to connect with the arm rests, there were leather straps hanging to the side with belt buckles stapled to the wood. A small back rest that was cushioned to finish the motif. Finally, the main spectacle about the chair was the 6 inch dildo jutting up from it. It didn't seem to be attached to the seat itself, but to have been protruding up from a hole drilled into the seat.
The guys looked at the chair with incredulity, and started to back away. Mark turned to them, a wicked smile plastered to her face.
"Have a seat, 'If You Please'."
Not knowing what was happening, they immediately started unbuckling their belts, unbuttoning their pants, and unzipping their flies. Their pants pulled down, they reached for the waistband of their underwear and pulled down.
"Wait."
They stopped. And both breathed a sigh of relief, but remained unable to pull their pants back up.
"You guys can't be expected to pull your pants up and down all day. We need a change of wardrobe. Crystal?"
Crystal walked up to Mark and presented two dark plastic bags to him. He looked inside and smiled even wider, nodding to her. Then Crystal turned around and walked up to the boys. They each took a bag and looked inside. They did not like what they saw.
"Go ahead. Show everyone your new uniforms, 'If You Please'."
They reached in and first pulled out a pair of black sleeveless athletic shirts, which they quickly changed into. Now wearing only the tank tops, they reached in again. This time, they came out with bikini style spandex underwear with a strange feature. They appeared to have a gaping hole right where the butthole would be placed. They pulled them on and it was snug and tight up against their crotches, and giving easy access to their anuses.
Crystal reached out and gave each of them a small container of lubrication, and they got up to the chairs. Suggestively, they squeezed lube on the palms of their hands and began to reach down to the dildos that awaited them. As they stroked the substance, for their own sakes, they leaned over, and showed everyone their exposed anuses. The rest of the team, watching this with rapt attentions, cat-called the two men who had bullied them mercilessly as well. They were enjoying the two boys' come uppance.
Unable to stop themselves, they turned away from the seats, and grabbed the two arm rests. They lowered down and the bum hole bloomers did nothing to interfere. Once the dildos started penetrating they gasped sharply and began to whimper piteously as they slowly lowered down.
Once they were fully seated Mark turned to the rest of the crew, "Okay, I'm going to need a rotating schedule of volunteers to make sure these two stay at their work. You two, come here." Two plain looking women stood up and walked up, "Now, you see these straps. Set them up around their legs and affix the locks, please."
The straps were tied around their thighs, spreading their legs. Then they each found the two key locks and locked the straps in place. They were now a prisoner to the chairs unless someone decided to release them.