"Well, I'll be damned, that fucker was telling the truth!" Mark made a spinning motion with his hand and Daniel and Gary forced Mia to turn and face the audience she was previously unaware of. Beaming back at her from the back of the small crowd was Jared of course. She stared back in horror as the crowd of men who worked for her took in the sight of their boss in such a vulnerable position. She tried in vain to cover herself, which only made her breasts bounce and jiggle around invitingly. She heard a metallic 'click' that caught her attention and looked up to see Mark brandishing a small pocket knife. She froze as Mark caressed her cheek and traced the blade down her neck, across her chest, and between her heaving breasts.
With a flick of his wrist, his knife cut through the front of her bra, causing her heavy breasts to burst free. There were actual cheers coming from this crowd of traitorous perverts as her naked torso was forcibly put on display.
"Told ya I was telling the truth! I was telling the truth about her tits being real, too, see? So pay up, Danny!" Daniel tightened his grip on her arm with one hand so he could free the other to feel up his captured boss. He groped her tits and even slapped them lightly, finally giving each of her nipples a pinch that made her yelp.
"Fine, you're right, Jar. Hundred bucks it is."
"Enough! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? You're all just going to stand here and watch me be assaulted like this?" Mia interjected, finally reaching her limit for this insanity. She renewed her efforts to break free from Daniel and Gary, to no avail. Jared stepped forward with a devious smile on his face.
"Don't be silly Mia, of course we're not just going to watch this happen to you." He brandishes a red ball gag, dangling it in front of her face. "We're going to join in."
Mia's blood ran cold as the reality of the situation sank in. The looks of desire on the faces of the men staring back at her made her feel physically ill. Jared took advantage of her shock and shoved the ball past her lips to settle it behind her teeth. He buckled the strap behind her head with a flourish and stood back to admire his handiwork.
It was all too much for Mia, and she couldn't stop the tears from flowing now. Frantically, she tried to appeal to the onlookers, though she couldn't actually speak anymore. All she could manage were some garbled pleas and groans.
"Don't be upset, boss. Tell you what, I'll make a deal with you. If your cunt isn't dripping wet right now, then we'll let you go and I'll even resign my position, effective immediately." He started to lift the front of her skirt up, and Mia started thrashing and kicking furiously. "A little help here," Jared implored, snapping his fingers at a couple of the onlookers. Two of them rushed forward and the men holding her arms back lifted her up onto the small table in the center of the room, pulling her down on her back. The two additional men each grabbed a leg before she could land a solid kick at Jared, spreading her legs wide. Her skirt rode up her thighs with this motion, exposing her panties to the transfixed crowd.
Jared stood between her spread thighs, tracing his fingers up her exposed flesh to the edge of her underwear. "To be clear, if your cunt drools all over my hand, I'll take that to mean you want to become the office fucktoy," he taunted, slipping his fingers beneath the fabric. Mia groaned in anguish as he easily pressed one finger into her warm and undeniably wet pussy. He twisted it around inside her a bit, eliciting some whimpering from her that really seemed to excite people.
"Aw Mia," he started, turning away from her to face the waiting crowd. He held his finger high, clearly shining with signs of her arousal. "I can't believe how badly you want us to use you, you little slut. You're absolutely soaked." Mia's cheeks burned red at this acknowledgement. She shook her head furiously, thrashing around to free herself. Jared smirked, feeling his cock throb at the sight of this helpless woman struggling against her captors.
"Here's how this is going to work," he started, turning back to the rest of the office. He slapped his hand down onto Mia's pussy several times, causing her to squeal, but eventually calm down a little. "She'll be bound in her office for use. There are some toys and equipment in there for everyone to use. You all have the link to the sign-up sheet. We respect the time slots, okay? We're not animals. You can always sign up to go again, so don't get greedy when your time is up. If more than one of you want to use her at once, only one of you needs to fill out the form. If anyone gives you trouble, you can come to me, though I trust that you all understand that the smoother this goes, the longer we can keep using this little cum dump."
Mia couldn't believe what she was hearing. He had done so much coordinating in the last few days. He spoke so casually about what was essentially her sexual enslavement. It was horrifying, but to her great dismay, it was also turning her on. This was like one of her darkest fantasies, the kind that you wouldn't actually want to happen, but occasionally shamefully masturbate to.
"But of course, to put her in the right mindset, I'm going to fuck her in front of all of you. Remind her that she's just an object now." Mia's eyes widened again, her struggling renewed. She yelled a multitude of profanities into her gag. Jared slapped her tits around and ripped her panties clean off her body. "I'm going to take your gag out now, because I want everyone to hear you beg." Mia prepared to make an impassioned speech to appeal to any decent man who might be left in the crowd the second she could speak again. But Jared started rubbing her clit in tight circles as one of the guys holding her down removed her gag. Instead of her carefully reasoned plea, her employees were treated to the unimpeded sounds of her whimpers and moans.
Jared lined the head of his dick up with the entrance of Mia's pussy, still rubbing her clit to keep her distracted and pliable. "Please. Please don't do this," she groaned, her hips writhing.
"Like music to my ears, whore," Jared taunted before burying himself to the hilt inside his captive boss. She wailed, though it was drowned out by the cheers and whooping from the people gathered behind them. While he drove his cock into her needy cunt, the men holding her down took the opportunity to grope her, kneading her tits, toying with her nipples.
"Something to keep in mind is that Mia loves pain. She'll whine and cry at first, but eventually she'll cum so hard her eyes will roll back in her head. Observe." He slapped her clit as he fucked her, and as Jared described, she wailed at first, but to Mia's great humiliation, it wasn't long before her pussy was clenching around his cock. Jared growled, pumping harder into her as she squealed. "You're about to take your first load of the day, Mia. I'm going to fill this desperate cunt with my cum, and then every man you see here is going to do the same. All. Day. Long." Mia cried harder, but she also came again, which triggered Jared's orgasm almost immediately. Mia could feel his cock spasm inside of her as he filled her with his seed. She slumped against the men holding her down, too exhausted to struggle anymore. Jared pulled out, and she could feel his cum start to drip out of her freshly used pussy. A couple of the guys high-fived him, which Mia couldn't help but roll her eyes at. Jared slapped his hand down on her pussy again, demanding the return of her focus.
"Now, let's get you set up in your office, fuck toy."
It didn't take long for an army of men to subdue and tightly restrain one woman. Soon, Mia found herself being lead by a leash back into her dream office, which she was about to find out had been repurposed now for her own personal nightmare. She hadn't been able to tell who was missing from the audience of her most recent rape, but apparently some of her employees missed the show in order to turn her formerly minimalist and tidy office into pop-up sex dungeon.
They had tightened a collar around her neck, with a heart shaped charm dangling off that said "Boss." Jared had thought it was so funny as he was having it engraved, and seeing it adorn Mia's neck now drove him wild. After removing the remaining scraps of her clothing, stacking her forearms on top of one another, they tightened three black straps around both arms, rendering them useless and keeping her hands out of the way for unimpeded access of her ass. They cuffed her ankles, narrowing her stride with a short chain connecting them, of course keeping her in her black stilettos. She was able to strut around in them with no problem under normal circumstances, but hobbled like this, she struggled to keep up with Jared, who pulled her along by the leash without any regard for her ability to keep pace. His final touch was a butt plug that stretched her tightest hole uncomfortably. He humiliated her by only using his cum and her own juices to lube it up before working it inside her asshole. She could hear that someone was taking a video of the whole ordeal as he had her held fast with her ass pushed up in the air.
"Will you slow the fuck down? I can barely keep up with this fucking thing you put in me," she seethed, almost stumbling again as Jared paraded her around the office. Jared stopped abruptly by the closest desk. He pulled her to bend over it by her leash and started spanking her hard. The man whose desk it was looked bewildered as his boss was punished basically in his lap. She tried to ignore him as Jared slapped her ass several more times. He squeezed the already tender flesh hard and then began to fuck her ass with the plug, pulling it out to its widest point and twisting it around before pushing it all the way back inside of her. Mia screamed and groaned as she took her punishment.
"Please stop, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she gasped out, writhing on the hard surface beneath her.
"I'm honestly impressed," Jared started, still slowly moving the plug in and out of her asshole. "You're completely at my mercy. At the mercy of everyone on this floor, really. And you still find the drive to be a mouthy little bitch. You've got moxie, Mia, that's for sure. But as I keep saying, we've got to work on those manners. Really, you should be thanking me," he says. Mia could hear the sinister smile he had on his face in his voice.
