Tuesday
Mr. George seemed to get a lot of pleasure out of humiliating me. He has been crueler to me than usual, a major shift from the previous week. I feel like I am never sure where I stand with him. Just when I think perhaps our relationship is evolving past the contract, I get slapped in the face with reality.
Another issue: I have also not been allowed to cum since yesterday morning when I disobeyed Mr. George while he fucked Deborah in front of me. I could barely sleep last night because I was so horny.
Since Deborah, I have become a desperate mess around Mr. George. Anything he says, I obey immediately, if not sooner. My goal was to make Mr. George so pleased with me that soon he'd forget all about my bad behavior.
But he remains completely unfazed. In fact, the more I lean into my Office Slut role, the colder Master treats me. It's a vicious cycle, and my pussy is the main victim.
I have also noticed other new issues since Monday.
When I am not in Master's office, Deborah is. Every time I see her walk into his office, my stomach sinks. I try not to picture Master giving Deborah multiple orgasms or Deborah cumming all over Master's cock, but it's difficult. She always gives me the most smug expression when she leaves his office.
Master hasn't fucked me since Monday, either. It appears like he's using Deborah's pussy to take care of his needs lately. It makes my skin crawl.
When I went into his office today, Master made me strip immediately and get on all fours by his chair. He said he wanted to use me like a footrest and that if I moved, he'd spank me. I tried my hardest to remain perfectly still, but I failed several times. My ass was red when I left Master's office, and Deborah laughed at me as I walked to my cubicle. She probably could hear the spanking sounds of Master punishing me.
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Wednesday
Master only puts his dick in my mouth these days. He fucks my face so hard that it's difficult to breathe; I cry every time despite my best efforts. He slaps me with his dick, and then he makes me thank him. I have started to look forward to sucking his dick because it's the only time he pays any attention to me.
My pussy always becomes so wet when I suck Master, but he doesn't care. He says that I should only think of his pleasure. He calls me a greedy slut when I ask if I can cum. But he does let me hump his leg, which only makes me want to cum more.
On Wednesday, there was a dildo suction cupped to one of the chairs in front of Master's desk. It was long and thick. Master instructed me to use it to fuck myself in front of him. I was excited by this because nothing had been in my pussy all week.
Eagerly, I got the dildo wet with my mouth, and then I slowly slid myself onto the dildo while making eye contact with Master. I bounced on it like Master instructed, but he barely paid attention to me after the first few minutes. I tried to fuck myself for him as sexy as possible, but his computer was much more interesting to him.
I closed my eyes and began to pretend like the dildo was Master's perfect cock, and I started riding it faster and with much more passion. I began to moan as I rode the fake dick.
"You're such a fucking slut," Master scoffed after one of my moans caught his attention.
"Look at you," Master taunted me. "Such a desperate whore, willing to fuck anything."
His words and attention began to overwhelm me.
"Please," I begged Master, "Please may I cum?"
He shook his head curtly. "Stop riding it, just sit on it bitch."
I wanted to beg more, but I knew his answer. I unwillingly stopped riding the dildo and just sat on it while Mr. George continued to do his work. It felt like torture.
As I left the office, I sent an innocent text to Mr. Ryan asking if I could see him this weekend. I had a terrible feeling that Master was never going to let me cum again, and lately, cumming has been all I can think about. I hoped that Mr. Ryan might help me with my current predicament.
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Thursday
On Thursday, I could tell Master was up to something because he brought me a maid costume.
The "costume" was only a see-through, lacy apron with a little headband. I quickly changed out of my work clothes and donned my Office Slut attire.
Master told me to kneel off to the side of his office. I was curious about his plans, and he loved teasing me by telling me absolutely nothing.
Suddenly, two large men entered the office: one was a short man with red hair, and the other was an older, handsome man. They sat in the two chairs in front of Master's desk. The short man was sitting in the same chair that the dildo I fucked was on yesterday.
