The Making of an Office Slut

byMr Creator©

"Yes Ma'am," Kathy quickly added.

Getting up from her chair and moving it into the center of the room, Vicki ordered Kathy, "I've seen enough of that fat ass now, stand up and get over here."

Kathy stood and hastened over, glad to be no longer in that humiliating position.

"Sit down in the chair," motioning toward the seat she had just left.

The chair was one of those stuffed leather chairs which had the wooden padded arms which curved around from the backrest. The chair was naturally wider than ordinary ones as it was designed to hold the large girth of overweight, executive males. Kathy looked kinda foolish sitting in such a large chair completely naked, but it'd suit Vicki's purposes just fine.

Vicki then spent the next minute arranging Kathy on the chair. She had her slide forward until her ass was about half-way to the front of the seat. Leaning back, she then had Kathy lift her legs and hook her knees over the armrests of the chair. Lastly she had Kathy reach over and grab hold of each ankle with her hands. In this position, Kathy legs were splayed wide apart and it appeared as if she was offering up her tits and pussy to Vicki.

"Now listen very carefully to what I'm about to say," Vicki whispered, bending down and speaking softly in Kathy's ear. "You are to keep your hands on those ankles, NO MATTER WHAT. If I see them leave for even a split second, I will invite the entire office in here and let them each have a piece of you. And let me tell you, there are people out there who hate you even worse than I do," Vicki cautioned menacingly.

Walking over to the desk, Vicki opened the top drawer and pulled out a 12 inch plastic ruler. Tapping it menacingly in her hand she casually strolled back over to where Kathy sat spread eagled. Walking slowly around the chair she continued to tap the ruler into her hand, enjoying the sight of Kathy's naked body trembling in fear. Vicki had dreamed of dominating Kathy for as long as she had known her. And now, it was all coming true.

Stopping behind Kathy's head, Vicki bent down and whispered a final warning, "Remember what's going to happen if I see those hands move from those ankles. Right now this is just between you and me. But it could be with the whole office if you wish."

Not waiting for a response, Vicki stepped to Kathy's side and bringing the ruler down as hard as she could, hit Kathy across the top of her right breast. Instantly a dark red welt materialized on the milky smooth skin of her breast, and Kathy let fly a blood curdling scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......................." She had never felt such pain in all her life. Kathy had never had to work for her perfect body, it was just something that always was. She had never been into sports and had pretty much led a pampered life until now. So aside from a stubbed toe here and there, she had never really had any experience with real pain.

Letting Kathy catch her breath, Vicki waited several more seconds before bringing the ruler down hard across the top of her left breast. Another horrific scream. Kathy's hands were gripping her ankles so tight, that they were beginning to turn white from the pressure. Despite the fact that the office was soundproofed, Vicki began to get concerned that someone was going to hear Kathy's screams. When no one approached after the second scream, Vicki began to relax and started to get into the punishment.

Vicki began beating the ruler down rhythmically across Kathy's breasts. Starting at the top, she worked her way slowly down each breast, ensuring that no surface was missed. The screams were particularly brutal when the ruler landed right on the nipples. Kathy was sobbing so hard between her screams, that she was having a hard time catching her breath. When Vicki got to the undersides of Kathy's breasts, she reached down, and grabbing a nipple in one hand, pulled it out from the chest thereby exposing the sensitive underside. Holding the breast in this position, Vicki continued her assault until the entire surface of the breast was completely covered in red welts. She then did the same for the other breast.

Taking a break after the breasts were done, Vicki stood back to survey her handiwork. Kathy was a blubbering mess. She had cried so hard, that her face was red and blotchy from the exertion and her mascara was running in rivers down her cheeks. Her chest was heaving as she tried to regain her breath.

Stepping forward, Vicki bent down and whispered in Kathy's ear, "That was for your first disobedience. This is for your second one," and without further warning, brought the ruler down hard on Kathy's exposed pussy.

With just the tuft of hair on top, there was really nothing to soften the blow on this most sensitive of areas. Kathy had just started getting her breathing under control, when this latest strike fell. A new torrent of screams quickly followed. With slow, deliberate blows, Vicki struck first one pussy lip and then the other. After they were both a deep red, she reached down with one hand and spread the pussy lips apart, exposing Kathy's clit. Giving pause for effect, she then smacked the ruler down hard right onto Kathy's clit several times in rapid succession. Kathy's entire body went rigid as the pain coursed through her. Her hands had death grips on her ankles to the point that her nails were drawing blood from the flesh. Kathy's head had lolled back by this point, and her eyes began to roll up into her head. She was now just making grunting and moaning sounds. Figuring Kathy had had enough, Vicki put the ruler down and stepped back to admire her work. Looking down at her own hand, she realized that the one which had been in Kathy's pussy, was wet with juices.

Sitting on the edge of the desk, she studied Kathy for a while. When at last it seemed Kathy was beginning to come around, Vicki stepped close and spoke quietly in Kathy's ear, "That was for your second disobedience. I hope you've learned a lesson from all this. I warned you that the punishment for disobedience would be harsh. Will you try to be more obedient from now on Kathy?" she asked sweetly.

Between ragged breaths Kathy mumbled, "Yes Ma'am."

"That's my little whore," patting Kathy condescendingly on the top of her head. "Now, using only your right hand, you are going to masturbate for me, and you will cum. If it takes too long, then I will resume beating you tits and cunt. Is that clear?" Vicki asked sharply.

"What....? Ma'am, you can't be serious," Kathy stammered with a shocked look on her face.

"Are you choosing to disobey me?" Vicki asked menacingly.

"No Ma'am," Kathy quickly replied, with a look of fear on her face. Bringing her right hand away from her ankle she hesitantly brought it to her clit, and with a wince, began to gently rub it. At first it was slow gentle circles, but within a minute Kathy's eyes were closed and her hand was moving rapidly back and forth across her pussy. Her breathing began to quicken.

Encouraging her on, Vicki began verbally assaulting her. "Come on you fucking slut. You know you want to cum for me. I know you do it for all the senior staff of this company. Everyone knows what a fucking whore you are." This continued for several minutes as Kathy got closer and closer to an orgasm.

Just before Kathy orgasmed, Vicki reached out, and grabbing hold of both nipples, gave them a hard squeeze and twist. The combination of pleasure and pain quickly pushed Kathy over the edge as her entire body erupted in a violent orgasm. Tremors passed through her body, as she shook and writhed in her seat, howling like a banshee.

Finally releasing her hold on Kathy's nipples, Vicki stepped back one final time and studied Kathy while she was in the throes of passion.

'It's really quite remarkable,' Vicki thought to herself. Despite the enormous pain Kathy had been subjected to, her body was still able to react so powerfully to erotic stimuli.

Vicki had given this whole situation a lot of thought over the last several months and had decided on a general course of action to follow in her training of Kathy. As part of the training program, she wanted to ensure that Kathy would never experience pleasure without pain - whether it be physical pain such as what she had just been through, or mental pain such as the feeling of humiliation from being made to do certain acts. She felt it only appropriate given the amount of pain she had caused everyone around her for the last several years.

Clapping her hands and chuckling aloud, Vicki spoke to Kathy, "That was quite the performance whore. And to think, the entire scene was completely captured on video, from many different angles."

Eyes wide with panic, Kathy began to frantically look around the room for a camera. "What...where...I don't see a camera..."she stammered.

Shaking her head, Vicki replied, "Of course you don't you stupid cunt. One more example of your ignorant ways. Don't you remember? You placed me in charge of the renovation project. Well, I decided to have your office wired for sound and video. There are a half dozen hidden cameras and microphones throughout this office. And of course its all being recorded for posterity sake."

Wide eyed, Kathy looked about the office trying desperately to spot the hidden cameras. "Oh my God...no," she whispered.

"That's right. Not only do I have the documentation proving the thefts, but I now also have some lovely footage of you masturbating lewdly in your office during the work day. Do you think the senior members of the company would like to see that video?" Vicki asked sarcastically.

"Please no...Ma'am," Kathy murmured with a sick look on her face.

"Well, as long as you continue to obey me, then that won't be necessary," Vicki replied. "Now lets go over what your daily schedule is going to be from now on. First thing in the morning, we will meet here, at which time I will give you any particular instructions for the day. I may also conduct a training session if I feel it is warranted. At 10am, when everyone breaks for coffee, you are to head to the public washroom. Once in a stall, you will completely undress. And I do mean all of your clothing. Once naked, you are to settle back on the toilet and begin masturbating until you cum. You will not stop until you've achieved orgasm - no matter what. I don't care if someone is trying to have a conversation with you, you will continue rubbing that cunt. And now you may be asking yourself, 'how will I ever know if you're actually doing this?' Well, let me assure you, I will. I also took the liberty of having cameras and microphones installed above all of the stalls. So yes, I will be able to check if you are following my instructions correctly. And what will happen if you aren't following them?" Vicki asked.

"I'll be punished Ma'am," Kathy quietly replied.

"That's right slut. So every morning coffee break, you will proceed to the public washroom and masturbate. Then at lunch time, you will wait in your office for me and we will conduct a training session. Finally, when the afternoon coffee break rolls around at 2:30pm, you will again head to the public washroom and, after stripping naked, masturbate until you cum. This will become your daily routine. I may see fit to add other sessions during the day, or you may receive tasks to perform outside of those scheduled times. That will be left up to my discretion. Do you have any questions?" Vicki asked, adding quickly, "And it better not be one of those whiny 'Why' questions either," with a snarl in her voice.

Too shocked to really formulate a question, Kathy could only shake her head slowly and mumble, "No, Ma'am."

"OK, then get dressed whore. Except the panties. I want you to put them in the garbage can next to your desk. Leave them on top so that anyone caring to look inside will be able to see them," Vicki ordered.

"But the janitor...." Kathy stammered.

"That's right. Ole' Joe the Janitor will get a nice pleasant surprise today when he empties the garbage cans, won't he?" Vicki asked rhetorically. "You are not permitted to wear underwear for the rest of the day today."

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By the time lunch rolled around, Vicki couldn't wait to continue Kathy's training. For Vicki, it felt like she was walking on cloud nine. The adrenaline rush she got when she was dominating and humiliating Kathy was intoxicating. She definitely wanted to feel that rush again. The closer the clock got to 12pm, the more anxious she became and the less able she was to concentrate on her work.

When at last the clock struck 12, Vicki had to struggle to keep herself from running into Kathy's office. Closing, and locking, the door behind her, Vicki walked to the center of the room and began rearranging the furniture. When she was done, she had cleared all of the chairs out of the centre of the room creating an open area.

"Hello whore. How's your cunt and tits?" Vicki asked .

With a quiet voice, Kathy replied "Sore, Ma'am."

"Glad to hear it. Perhaps you'll learn a lesson from all of this. Doubt it though. You're pretty fucking stupid," Vicki replied sarcastically. "Get up slut, its time we start your next training session. Walk around to the front of your desk and take off all of your clothes again."

Kathy stood on wobbly legs and walked around to the front of the desk. She no longer hesitated before removing her clothing as the punishment for her last disobedience was still very fresh in her mind. Her pussy and breasts still throbbed with pain, even after a couple hours of rest. Once all of her clothes were piled on her desk she turned to face Vicki and stood passively with her hands at her side.

Walking close, Vicki studied the results of the session this morning. Kathy's breasts were covered in raw red welts from top to bottom, and the skin around her pussy was also red from the abuse.

"I have to say, I think you look better this way. Perhaps we should keep you looking this way from now on?" Vicki asked.

A shocked look on her face, Kathy quickly replied, "Oh please Ma'am, no. I couldn't take it. They still hurt so much. Please, I promise to be good, I really do," she begged.

Her pitiful plea sounded so sincere that it momentarily surprised Vicki. Quickly gathering herself again, Vicki ordered Kathy to bend over her desk with her ass pointed towards the office door and her legs spread wide.

"Alright slut, grab hold of the edge of that desk on either side of your body and don't let go. The same rules apply as they did this morning. If I see those hands leave that desk for even a fraction of a second, then you'll have the entire lunch room in here entertaining themselves with you."

Taking the ruler used this morning in hand, Vicki stood by Kathy's left hip and admired the sight before her. Though Vicki prided herself on having a very attractive rear end, she knew hers couldn't even hold a candle to Kathy's perfect ass. Reaching out with her left hand, she gently trailed her fingers across the silky smooth skin, admiring the firmness she felt beneath them. Then, without warning, Vicki brought the ruler down as hard as she could on Kathy's left ass cheek.

-SMACK-

Her head thrown back, an awful shriek erupted from Kathy. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh......"

Pausing, Vicki watched in fascination as a dark red strip quickly formed across Kathy's perfect ass. Knowing sometimes that anticipation made things even worse, Vicki waited a little longer before bringing the ruler down hard on Kathy's right ass cheek. This time it was 3 strong blows on different parts of the cheek.

-SMACK- -SMACK- -SMACK-

A new wail of agony sounded as Kathy desperately tried to work through the pain. Her ass cheeks began to involuntarily clench and unclench as Vicki looked on with satisfaction. Now with the initial shock past, Vicki began to smack Kathy's ass with a regular rhythm, ensuring all areas were hit, including the backs of her thighs. Vicki knew that Kathy would have a hard time sitting down this afternoon, once this session was over.

By now Kathy was sobbing in agony, able only to mutter incoherent words and phrases. By the time Vicki stopped, every square inch of Kathy's ass and thighs were a bright red in colour, and she was a blubbering mess. Sitting down on the couch along the wall, Vicki put down the ruler and stretched her tight muscles. She hadn't realized the effort required to properly punish someone. Her hand and shoulder ached - though not as much as Kathy's ass and thighs she surmised.

Looking at Kathy, Vicki saw that she was gripping the edge of the desk with a death grip - her knuckles were as white as ghosts. The cheeks of her ass were still clenching and unclenching, though it was with less frequency. Kathy's sobs were now muted and her breathing not as hard, as she fought to regain control of herself.

Giving her one more minute to calm down, Vicki finally ordered, "Stand up slut and face me."

Still sniffling, Kathy stood up and turned to face her abuser. Her face was blotchy red from the exertion of crying, and what little makeup she had re-applied this morning was now again ruined. She shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot as her ass continued to scream at her in pain.

Vicki had wanted Kathy's first day of submission to be a very painful one, both physically and mentally. She believed that by showing Kathy how painful the punishment could be, that Kathy would work that much harder to please Vicki in the days that followed. Vicki also felt that by shocking Kathy's system with such a severe amount of pain right off the bat, it would mean that when lesser degrees of pain were applied in future sessions, Kathy would be more willing to accept the lesser pain.

Opening her purse, Vicki removed the dog collar and leash she had placed in there this morning before leaving for work. "On your hands and knees slut," she ordered. Once Kathy was down on the floor, Vicki ordered, "Crawl over here like the dog you are."

Burning brightly with shame, Kathy crawled over to where Vicki sat on the couch. Leaning forward, she fastened the collar around Kathy's neck and then attached the chain to it.

"Well, since you're such a bitch all the time, I think it only appropriate that we treat you like one."

Standing up, Vicki began walking about the room pulling sharply on the leash as she went. "Heel, bitch. Come on you stupid dog, heel." Each order was emphasized by a sharp tug on the leash.

Kathy tried desperately to keep up with Vicki, but she was unable to crawl quickly enough and found herself being frequently pulled off her hands and knees causing her to fall flat on her face and bruised breasts. Each time she would scramble as quickly as she could back to her hands and knees, but would only last a few steps before she again found herself sprawled face down on the carpet. By the end of it, her already sensitive breasts were rubbed raw from repeatedly grinding them into the carpet.

Dropping the leash, Vicki walked back over to the couch and sat down again. "Here bitch. Come here," Vicki motioned to Kathy as if she was calling over a dog.

Kathy crawled painfully over to where Vicki sat and waited patiently for the next command.

"Be a good doggy and clean my shoe for me," Vicki ordered.

With a pained expression on her face and fresh tears welling up in her eyes, Kathy lowered her head to the floor and began tentatively licking the shoe on Vicki's right foot. Vicki had carefully chosen her footwear this morning for maximum effect. She was wearing black leather open toed shoes with 4 inch heels on them.

Kathy's tongue was barely making contact with the shoe, so Vicki hollered, "Lick that foot like you mean it bitch, or do I need to get the ruler and encourage you some more?"

Suitably motivated now, Kathy began licking the shoe and foot with gusto. After several minutes of this attention, Vicki raised her foot off the floor until the base of the shoe was pointed toward Kathy.

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