It has been almost three months since Andrea, Laura, and Cristina, three women from the office where I work as a receptionist, got me under their control. I have watched the video they made of me, tied up and begging for my liberating orgasm, many times. Each time, my pussy gets dripping wet, but I would not want anyone else to see this video for the world.
In the first week, they left me pretty much alone. However, on Friday morning, I received an email instructing me to appear at Andrea's office during my lunch break. When I arrived, Andrea, Laura, and Cristina were already grinning and waiting for me. They presented me with a list of rules I had to adhere to if I didn’t want the video to be shared with all my colleagues, acquaintances, and friends.
"Here you go," Andrea said, handing me the list. The rules are as follows:
1. Your pussy must be completely shaved at all times, without any stubble.
2. You will not wear panties unless we ask you to.
3. Only a black push-up bra is allowed.
4. Every workday at 12:00, you must report to Andrea's office to find out if we will be using your services that day.
"If you break any of these rules, we will have to punish you," Laura said with a big smile on her face.
"And from now on, you will wear this," Andrea added, pressing some clothes into my hands.
The receptionists at our company were recognized by our uniform: a white blouse and a dark blue skirt. I looked at the clothes Laura handed me. The skirt was the same blue one I was already wearing, but it had been shortened by at least 20 centimeters. The blouse was also the same, but two sizes smaller. I felt uncomfortable.
"Put it on!" Cristina shouted triumphantly.
I slowly undressed and put on the skirt. It came to a scant five centimeters below my ass. Standing was still possible, but bending over was hardly an option without exposing much more of my body than I would like.
The blouse wasn't much better. I could still close the bottom buttons over my flat stomach, but due to my large C-cup, I couldn't close the top buttons. This left me with a deep cleavage, and the fabric was stretched tight around my breasts.
I couldn't imagine what I would look like if I had also worn a black push-up bra underneath instead of the comfortable, cotton, white bra I was wearing today.
I was terribly aware of every movement I made, and to make matters worse, I saw how my nipples were starting to get hard and poke through the fabric of my blouse. I wasn't the only one who noticed; the three ladies started to chat and giggle.
"Well, now you just have to take off your panties!" Andrea said.
Reluctantly, I took off my panties and let them drop onto the floor.
"Good little slut," Andrea said, grinning at me. "Come and please me now."
She pulled her skirt up to her waist and threw her legs over the arms of her black leather office chair. Laura and Cristina pushed me towards her and positioned me on my hands and knees in front of Andrea's office chair.
Andrea grabbed my head and pushed her pussy towards my mouth. Oh, she was already wet and horny; her pussy lips were swollen, and her clit was throbbing.
She had probably been making plans with Cristina and Laura the past week about all the things they could do to me, and she had become very horny. From the looks of it, she was craving my hot tongue.
I started to lick her softly, and as soon as my tongue touched her smooth lips, she started to moan.
"Oh yes, hot little slut, lick me. Nice with your tongue over my pussy. Oh yessss, suck my clit!!" Andrea exclaimed.
She was writhing and moaning in her chair, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud that I was the one making her so wild. In the meantime, I heard Laura and Cristina making comments about the hot view they had.
Andrea had her legs spread in her chair while she got a delicious licking, and she twisted her own nipples through her blouse. I was on my hands and knees in front of her, without panties and wearing such a short skirt that they had a beautiful view of my pussy and my ass.
Andrea started to moan really loudly now. She grabbed my head and pushed it hard between her legs. I couldn't move anymore and could hardly breathe. The only thing I could smell was the penetrating, salty smell of her pussy. I closed my lips around her clit and sucked the small, stiff bud quickly, one after the other.
Andrea screamed now, her legs jerking uncontrollably in the air. When she finally let go of my head, I gasped.
"Our little bitch has a very talented little tongue," she sighed when she had recovered a bit.
"Okay," Andrea said when she had come to her senses again, "maybe we are being too hard on you. Maybe you deserve a chance to wear your normal clothes and not look like a company slut. Even though you are, of course."
It was clear that Andrea was the leader of the three. Not that Cristina and Laura weren't having a great time with me as their helpless prey, but Andrea was clearly in charge here. Maybe Cristina and Laura had once been in my position and were also being blackmailed by this initially so charming lady.
Andrea opened a desk drawer and started rummaging through it. "Take off your clothes," she snapped at me as she triumphantly pulled a large vibrator out of her drawer.
The thing was shaped like a dick and made of soft, flexible material. I undressed reluctantly, a little afraid of the undoubtedly devilish plan that was brewing in her head.
"I'm going to stick this vibrator in your little pussy in a moment," Andrea said with a slightly false smile. "All you have to do is make sure it stays there. I don't want it to come out of your pussy until I say so. If you succeed, you don't have to dress the way we want you to, but if you don't... then you'll have to show all your colleagues what a horny little slut you really are and wear this tight blouse and that slutty short skirt And of course, panties will be strictly forbidden!"
Oh god, what now? What kind of crazy person is this? Why can't she just leave me alone?
Andrea grabbed me and put me down in front of her desk. She spread my legs so that my feet were a little over a meter apart. My hands rested on the edge of the desk, so I was slightly bent over.
I heard the vibrator humming, and the vibrating dildo was gently placed against my clit. I tried to think about other things—about the work I still had to do, about the laundry I still had to iron—but it didn't help. I felt how my pussy lips started to swell against my will, and my slit got wet with lust. The vibrator moved to my wet opening and was easily pushed inside me.
"Oh, she's wonderfully horny again, girls," I heard Andrea say, cooing to Laura and Cristina. "Come help me."
Laura sat down on the desk in front of me and started to caress my breasts and play with my hard, sensitive nipples. Every time she pulled or gently squeezed them, it felt like an electric shock was sent to my clitoris. Oh, how nice.
Cristina now crawled between me and the desk and positioned herself between my legs. With her thumbs, she pulled my swollen pussy lips apart and focused her attention entirely on my clitoris, which was already swollen red. She teasingly flicked it with her tongue and made me shiver with pleasure. Then her tongue started to circle my swollen clit. The pressure she exerted increased more and more. I started to moan; I couldn't help it. It felt so good—the pulling of my nipples, the teasing tongue around and on my throbbing little clit.
In the meantime, Andrea pumped the vibrator, which she now had on the highest setting, in and out of my pussy. She massaged my ass and occasionally let a finger slide between my ass crack to stop at my anus and gently tap it with her finger. It made me so horny; I felt how an amazing orgasm was starting to build. I could hardly stand on my legs. Andrea pushed the vibrator deep into my now throbbing and soaking wet pussy.
"Remember what I said," she whispered in my ear. "That vibrator stays where it is."
"Yeahhh," I gasped, "I'm not dropping it."
"Good girl," said Andrea, and I immediately felt a stab of pain through my ass.
Andrea had a ruler in her hands and slapped my ass with all her force. At almost the same moment, Laura squeezed my nipples as hard as she could. I felt the pain in my ass and in my nipples.
In response, my body roughly bucked forward, pushing my pussy hard against Cristina's face. She quickly sucked my clit between her lips. I was going crazy My ass and nipples tingled while my clit was about to burst.
The worst thing was that, because of the forward bounce of my horny, glowing body, the vibrator had slid out quite a bit. I tried to tense my pussy muscles as much as possible to keep the thing in place. But the vibrations and all my slick pussy juices didn't really help.
I tried to concentrate, but then came another slap Another spanking, and my rock-hard nipples were pinched even harder this time. My body shot forward again, and my clit was sucked in a delicious way, a little longer than before. I moaned.
I couldn't hold it anymore. I tried with all my might to keep that vibrator in my horny pussy, but again it had shot out a lot. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, three spanks in a row. Laura pinched my nipples as hard as she could and didn't let go!
My body flew forward, and Cristina's lips closed around my swollen, throbbing clit. I felt her lips sucking vacuum on my sensitive little love knob while her tongue was still circling around it.
"I'm cumming, oh I'm cumming!!" I screamed.
My body shook with pleasure, and while I pressed my pussy hard against Cristina's face, I felt the vibrator slowly start to slide out of my pussy and land on the floor with a dull thud.
"You see," Laura said falsely, "I knew she'd rather dress as a horny little slut."
"Get dressed and get to work," Andrea replied. "Your lunch break must be over by now."
