Lisa Malone was a bitch. Everyone knew it. She had gotten a position of power in the office by being absolutely ruthless. She also used her sexy body to her advantage. Lisa Malone knew how to get what she wanted. She had large C cup breasts and her skirts were never below mid-thigh. She had perfect slim legs and washboard abs. Her face was almost angelic. It hid the devil inside.
Needless to say, her love life was pretty dismal. She only saw people for what she could get out of them. Whenever having sex, she always came very quickly and threw whoever it was out on his ass before he could cum too. She didn't care. There was always another suitor she could find.
It was an ordinary Wednesday at the office. Lisa had her own corner office on the 7th floor. She always kept the door locked. She wanted people to have to ask and wait before she would admit them to her presence. She also kept it locked so that she wouldn't have to hear the inane chatter of her co-workers whom she looked down on so much. The door kept sound out surprisingly well.
She was busy with some paperwork when the door opened. She didn't notice at first because it was opened very quietly. The door clicked as it was closed and relocked behind five heavyset guys. She looked up, startled at first, then angry.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" She commanded it more than asked.
One man who seemed to be in charge stepped forward. "I've been looking over thousands of candidates, and guess what? You're the spectacular winner! You get to be the first to try out my newest invention!"
Lisa was still angry at being taken off her guard, but the thought of some sort of prize helped her mood a little. She still didn't know how they got past the locked door.
"That door was locked," she said. "How did you get in?"
"The door was open. Perhaps you forgot to lock it."
Lisa was not pleased with this response at all. "I never forget," she said. "And you still haven't told me who you are."
"Excuse me. My name is Dr. Armand and these are my colleagues, Will John, Cory, and Steve. Now, back to your prize. Why don't you try out the new product immediately?"
"What is it?"
"Let me show you. Boys!" Armand motioned for the boys to move forward. Two came around her desk and grabbed each of her arms. She tried to yank away, but they were much too strong. She was starting to get really mad when she saw one of the other two advancing with a very sharp knife. The last thing she wanted was for someone to damage her perfect skin! "Let me go right now before I call security! Maybe I'll let you off with a warning, and maybe I'll prosecute until you're all in jail! I have friends in high places. I can make your lives miserable!" She still managed to sound commanding despite the situation.
"Certainly you could try to call security, but your phone's been disconnected, and your co-workers certainly know not to come knocking on your door unless something urgent comes up, and often not even then. You could try screaming. Of course the walls are practically soundproof and we'd cut you up if you did. No one would hear and you'd be quite dead. If you want to get out of this with your life, I suggest you cooperate. Although, I must admit, it is interesting when the test subjects don't cooperate. That's when the boys have the most fun." He spoke as if he were reading the news. He seemed totally unemotional as if what he was doing was run-of-the-mill. Lisa was appalled but she didn't have many options left. If they thought they could do this and walk away unharmed, they had another thing coming. Lisa never let anything go. But vengeance would come later. Now she had to play it smooth. "So what is this mysterious invention?" she asked, her tone betraying none of the rage she was feeling.
"Oh I think you'll like it. It's called the orgasm inhibitor. Allow me to demonstrate." At that, Will, the one with the knife, advanced and started to cut the clothes off of Lisa's body. She was absolutely seething, but she knew that now wasn't the time. Soon she'd have these imbeciles where she wanted them. Then she'd do much worse than destroy some clothes. She'd destroy their lives and the lives of anyone they were close to.
By this time, Will had cut off most of Lisa's clothes leaving only her bra and panties still on. He cut off the bra and her perky breasts came bouncing out. Then he cut off her lacy lingerie to expose her beautiful shaved pussy. Lisa tried to play it cool, but her eyes betrayed the rage she was feeling. Armand stepped up and smiled. "Here we have the orgasm inhibitor." He held up a strange device that almost looked like a giant dildo. It was as large around as his wrist and nearly 12 inches long. Lisa started to become worried. Armand turned on a little switch at its base. It started to hum and coat itself in fluids.
"It is covering itself in a lubricant and some aphrodisiacs. I want you aroused for the experiment to be a success," he said.
"It'll need a lot more lubricant than that to get in my pussy. It's far too large," Lisa said. She was starting to get worried.