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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I slowly made my way back to the locker room. I got my clothes and headed home. I was in a bad way, my mind all over the place. Part or me felt alive and enjoyed my ordeal. Part of me felt useless and worthless as both jemma and chef had told me I was. And part of me longed for more of the same.
I slept well that night, exhausted from the ordeal. When I woke I had a pang of excitement, but also fear... fear that the whole kitchen would know about my ordeal. I got myself ready for work, put on the knickers from yesterday (that I had washed). I had accepted the fact that I was owned and would be needing these for some time. I like my look in them. Today my cock was not so excited to be in them. I think the normality was taking affect.
I walked in, and as expected jemma was waiting for me. She ordered me to remove my jeans. And she battled with delight that I had worn the flower knickers. She said ahhh my little Pansy is learning. She ordered me to pull my knickers down and looked at my cock. It was starting to stir with life. I couldn't fight it. The door opened and in walked chef. A grin on his face, a bulge in his pocket. He greeted me "hello Pansy" and then made eye contact with jemma.
Jenna instructed me to bend over the bench. I did as I was told, my knickers still around my knees. As I did so chef moved behind me. I could hear him fiddling but had no idea what was going on. Jemma proceeded to speak. She said that as I had enjoyed last night so much, they had decided to give me a treat for the day. She told me to brace myself. Chef had been been peeling or scraping something behind me. I had no idea what it was, but had a fairly good idea what was going to happen.
My cock was a rock and a pool a fluid was forming on the floor below me. I was leaking like no tomorrow. I wanted to feel my treat, and then it happened. My arse was stretched. Not as much as yesterday, what ever it was had been shaped to fit perfectly..
A but plug. I felt full but not uncomfortable. I actually liked the feel,just teasing my prostate, but not enough to make me cum. Jemma congratulated me on taking it, and told me.I would wear it all day, with my knickers holding it in place.
And then it hit me, a warming sensation in my tunnel. Getting warmer,and warmer. Actually quite uncomfortable. My face must have been changing jemma was watching with a smile. What the fuck was it! Chef then announced that I had been figged! I looked puzzled. He explained that it a technique using ginger, used by doms. And as I.was owned by them.I would get to experience the beauty of a warm arse all day. I pleaded for them to let me take it out, to which I was given the option of my photo being shared. I reluctantly gave in, pulled my knickers up and got dressed.
Jemma told me to in the cupboard at lunchtime, and left the room.
I looked at myself, my cock twitching with pleasure and my arse on fire, knowing I had to go along with it For fear of losing my job.
I started the Countdown to lunchtime..... |
