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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Chapter 2 - The Interview
With all that still racing through your mind you don't notice that you have arrived at the hotel. You have another look at your phone to see the text you were sent that morning. “ Go to Suite 212, 2nd floor. 10am,sharp. Be douched and wear your present”
You find the ladies toilets, find a cubicle, hitch up your skirt and pull down your new undies, then take out the vibrator, switch it on, apply some lube and insert it slowly into your ass and vagina. God you are shaking so much, but you know that you will go ahead with this. Nothing will stop you. It’s like you are hypnotised or a lemming walking towards the cliff. You realise, when inserting the vibrator, how wet you really are. You straighten yourself up, leave the cubicle, check your make up, add some more lippy, put your hair back into a pony tail stand back and admire yourself in the mirror. Your hot power suit with pencil skirt is very flattering; the slit just that little bit too high so that when you sit down you can see the stocking tops. Your blouse is unbuttoned one button too low. Your heels are high and you look good
You knock.
“Enter” a voice loudly barks. You open the door with a brass plaque stating '212 Captains Suite'
There are three men sitting behind a small boardroom table. You take a deep breath and say “Good Morning”
“Good morning Ms Smith, shut the door and come forward” The room was fairly large with windows along one whole wall and set out like a boardroom. There was another door to the right which was open and had a bed in it. One of the men saw you glance at it and smiled.
Mr Stone stood up, “Lovely to see you again Ms Smith, I see your skirt had dried.” This brought two wry smiles form the other two Gentlemen, 'God he'd told them everything. Of course he had, otherwise they wouldn't be here. Shit shit shit,' you were panicking now and it showed.
“Ms Smith, You know what to expect in this interview. We spoke about how you are going to be thoroughly grilled by the directors here and if you satisfy all their needs then you will be offered the job as my PA. You will be used and abused sexually throughout according to the limits, likes and dislikes you completed in your check list. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir” you blurt out. He carried on. “This is your last chance to withdraw your application. If you want to progress, then sign this piece of paper saying you are here on of your own volition and will.” You lean forward looking at the other two men. One is older 50ish with grey hair but a hard face an a sharp suit, the other younger, mid 30's short black hair and obviously looked after himself, They're eyes were both drilling into you and they're expressions were serious but not threatening. You take a deep breath, pull the sheet of paper to you and sign it.
“Good, This is Mr James, the Finance Director. Pleasing him will influence how high your salary is” The grey haired gentleman smiled for the first time and nodded. “This here is Mr Elliot, he's our Marketing Director and is here because he's a pervert. Plus he has a large cock which we found out about at our company lap dancing, team building weekends.” You smiled uncomfortably.
“Turn around so we can see you” Stone barks. You do a quick turn and refrain from doing a 'Ta dah' at the end.
Stone gets up and moves around behind you. He breathed on your neck, making you nervous but hot “ Are you wearing my present”, he takes out his remote from his pocket and turns it on, you jump and squirm, and he laughs “ Good girl, you would have been punished if you'd forgotten it”
Staying behind you with the other two still behind their desk, in a stern voice he said “Take off your jacket, blouse and skirt. As lovely as it is, we won’t be needing it for the rest of the day.”
You do as your told and are soon standing very vulnerably in your hot new lingerie, stockings and heels.
“Bend over and put your hands on the desk.” You do it, Mr Stone comes from behind with some chains and leather cuffs and puts them on the desk. The other two Directors quickly and expertly have a leather cuff around each wrist, then you are positioned over the table facing down and your cuffed hands with your arms spread wide and the chains used to secure your wrists to the boardroom's furthest table's legs.. Your face is flat on the table, your heart racing, your close to hyperventilating when you feel your legs being spread apart, more cuffs being fastened around your ankles and again chained to the nearest table legs. Your ordeal begins.
The vibrator was removed. All three men were behind you now. Fingers started exploring you. You get a sharp thwack, which makes you cry out. “ Don't make a sound” One of the men barks back at you sharply. 'Thwack' “ahhh fuck!” you scream. “ what the fuck is that?” You cry out.
“Ms Smith , You get one warning with us. You were told not to cry out and you will now get more and will be gagged”
Your knickers, your brand new expensive knickers are torn, ripped off you hurting your inner thigh. Next thing, they are being shoved in your mouth. You struggle and bite down, but two sharp slaps to your cheeks stops that, tears run down your face more through anger than pain or fear. Quick as a flash before you can spit them out, a red ball gag is shoved into your mouth and buckled around the back. Then, four sharp hard thwacks in a row hit your right and left buttocks, much harder than before making you buck up and try to get free. Your head thrashes about when Mr Stone bends , grabs your pony tail pulling your head to his face and and quietly but sternly whispers in your ear. “You had your chance to pull out. We are within your agreed limits. Relax, enjoy and comply and all will be well. If you fight it, it will be very, very painful and much, much less enjoyable.”
Your hair is released and your head hits the table. You breathe out and decide to let it happen.
The crop that was used on your ass was now being lightly used on your throbbing vagina and clit. From below, between your legs one of the men was flicking it upwards. Each time it hit your clit you got an electric shock through your body. God you were hot! This was going to make you explode sooner rather than later. The crop was being used a little harder each time, it was getting painful, but it was also enhancing the feeling, One hand was holding your back down onto the table so that you couldn't move and the tip of the crop hit your clitoris each and every time. It was now getting too painful to bear, but a wave of ecstasy was rising in your loins and body. Your legs were starting to convulse and within seconds a huge tsunami of pleasure racked your body, your body arching and as this happens you involuntarily feel more liquid pouring down your inner thighs like what happened in Costa. A hand pressed your face hard into the table as you keep convulsing, cumming and cumming, crying with pleasure and confusion. How can something so wrong be so good. Knowing you shouldn’t be here, but never wanting to be anywhere else ever again. At this very moment you would give up your life, family and friends to be kept like this forever.
After the orgasm had subsided, you are left panting and moaning while your chains are taken from around the table legs and you are led though, compliantly, to the next room. Your eyes open wide when you see the toys on the desk. They're way too big, they'll split, you think, panicking again. Your gag is released and you are told that if you moan, scream, speak out of turn, you'll get another more uncomfortable gag the next time. You nod and look down, dreading what's to come.
With your wrists and ankles still attached to the chains, you are held my two of the men while Mr Stone strips off and gets on the bed facing up. The other two Directors move you into position on top of him and fasten the chains to the bed posts so you are spread eagled on top of him. His hard cock plunges deep into you making your gasp. He grabs your hair and kisses you deeply whilst thrusting hard into you. You feel the bed dip as someone else gets on behind you. Surely not ,you think, not together. You feel a finger probe your anus, applying some cold lubricant, as Mr Stone keeps thrusting hard into you. The finger turns into two and you don’t think you can take it, you are told to 'shut up' which you do immediately and as you do you feel something huge, it must be a cock slide slowly into your ass. Inching in, stopping, inching in again, You yelp and get a hard slap , you yelp again and another slap rains down from Mr James, who is standing beside the bed naked with his hard cock close to your face. The two men inside you start to fuck in unison. As Mr Stone pushes deep into your cunt, Mr Elliot's monster cock, withdraws a little and like a see saw, the start to ride you, slowly, forcefully and very very deeply. You don’t know how you can take any more, they start to move a little faster in rhythm, you cant stay quite any longer. The pain of the huge cock is more than cancelled out by the ecstasy of them hitting your g-spot, clitoris and anal nerves at the same time. You have never in your life dreamed anything could feel this good. You cannot hold back any more and start shouting “YES YES GOD YES, FUCK YES, FUCK ME”, this gets you slapped but you dont' care, you keep on shouting until it feels like an earthquake is building, your eyes roll back and you lose every inhibition you've ever had. It's almost a religious or tantric experience, but this earthquake, builds, the ground opens up and an orgasm like a volcano erupts from your red hot vagina. “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH” you scream,, “FFFUUCCCKK” your body is bucking, even the two men sandwiching you cannot keep you still, it's like you're possessed and the devil is deep inside of you. The guys keep pumping you until the last convulsion is over and then pull out of you and let you rest panting face down still chained, while they go and have a drink and discuss the excellent candidate.
Time goes by, you drift off, mentally and physically drained by your powerful releases.
“WAKE UP” You open your eyes, but cannot see. You're blindfolded and on you're back this time. Your head has been propped up and you've got some kind of uncomfortable gag in your mouth, 'What the fuck!' Your mouth is held open, you cannot close it, you can feel dribble going down your face, you struggle and listen. “ No point fighting it my dear” a voice, is it the Grey one? The Finance guy? yes, you think so.
“Your interview is going well my dear, it looks like you'll have a well paid position in this company. Obviously that will be constantly under review if you know what I mean” His voice was calm and friendly which took some of the horror out of the situation. She felt someone get onto the bed. “Now my dear, I'm going to fuck your face and cum deep into your throat. It's a favourite of mine and you really want to keep me happy don’t you” You nod as his body straddles mine and his cock is thrust into your mouth, you gag, but he doesn’t stop, his balls and pelvis push hard and fast into your face, the cock hitting the back of your throat, you are gagging and tears are streaming down your face, you're going to be sick, but just as you think its going to come, he cums, jets of hot creamy cum shoots into the back of your throat making you cough and splutter, he holds his cock hard against the back of your throat until the last drops have been ejaculated and then he climbs off leaving you weeping, the cum dripping down the back of your throat, the taste and smell of him isn't unpleasant, but it is strong. He thanks you, which you didn’t expect and he walks into the office area saying “ All yours!”
The other two, Stone and Elliot come back in and see that you are in a mess and un-gag you. Mr Stone kisses you deeply tasting Mr James' cum on your tongue.
“Good girl” He whispers, “Not long now, and you can go home.” His hand moved to her pussy and his fingers, one, then two, then three move in and out. You move your hips to his touch, you need him, you need his touch. A forth finger goes in and swivels round, 'surely not', you think.
You feel more lube being squirted on your pussy and you feel his hand move closer and closer to being a fist. Slowly he moves it round, finding the right angle, and continuously added lube then, you jolt, his thumb is finally manoeuvred in and his fist is inside. MY GOD, JESUS, HELP ME! You cry, It feels like someone has their foot in you, you scream and fight, but that hurts more. He starts to move his fist really slowly, each finger moving independently inside you. The feeling is intense, unbelievable, painful, yet mind blowing. His Thumb is moving slowly against your G-spot and you feel that feeling again. It grows so fast, how can this be? You've never cum so much and so quickly in your life. You feel another man nearby, you can’t see anything and it scares you. How many are there? The fist is moving slowly and your orgasm is building, you feel something start to go into your anus, more lube, and this time it's bigger, much bigger. It's one of the huge dildos you saw on the desk, “FUCK!”Y ou scream as what feels like a bottle is slowly inching it's way in, you ass takes it, you are screaming “”FUUUUUUUCK” as your orgasm hits a crescendo. Wave after wave, your body is out of control and once again you' feel water spurting around the fist and spilling out of your cunt over whatever is in your ass and onto the bed. “NOOOOOOOOOO, FUCK NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, YESSSSSSSSS, FUCKK YEESSSS.” You have officially lost total control, and at this moment are having what could only be described as an out of body experience. Your future bosses keep the movement, while you convulse time and time again, begging them to stop, begging for more, you don't know what to do or say or think. This is the moment that you realise you are his, you are theirs. You will do anything they demand, anything, any time for this feeling. They have you.
Before you are allowed to go, you are untied and unchained. No gags, nor blindfolds. “Strip naked”
You remove your stockings, bra and heels and are forced to kneel down. The three men stand above in front of you and you do what comes naturally to a newly invested sub. You start to suck their cocks. Each guy instructions you how he likes it, 'deeper', 'slower,' 'use the tongue’, ‘lick my balls' or lick the shaft etc' One after the other they come in your mouth. You swallow and look into their eyes, thanking them in turn. Then, and only then, you are allowed to go to the bathroom shower, clean yourself up. You are a mess. Your hair has been pulled, your make up is everywhere your face and body red raw and lets not even think about your two holes. You dress, minus your panties and go to leave
As you are nearly out of the door Mr Stone shouts from the bedroom. “Oh Ms Smith, shut the door on your way out, and one more thing”, he pauses.... “Report to HR on Monday morning”
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