Office Servitude

Ms Peak interjected, 'Adam that is why I called you here early. The state waived the atonement and it seems that Bookkeeper here is a virgin. The only oral experience she has had was with me earlier. The only things she has had up her ass was the enslavement machine and when I douched and lubed her."

Denise felt her face flush even harder. She wanted to scream, 'Too much information domina!' but wisely made herself stay silent. Which was all that kept her from gasping when the domina continued, "That's why I want you to teach her how to suck cock. You have an above average sized dick and I know you will be gentle. Bookkeeper, on your knees and unzip the dominus' pants. Follow his directions."

"Elizabeth, if I may." Denise was so shocked by the command she was grateful for Domina Tracy's interruption. The look on Adam's face could best be described as 'gobsmacked.'

"I got these for Bookkeeper out of the supply closet. Have to keep OSHA happy, don't you know. Honey, lift your left leg. "

It amazed Denise that the office manager was slipping on knee pads, almost identical to the ones she wore when she was on the volleyball team in high school and used in the intramural league she had played in, "Now the other dear. Go ahead and adjust them."

Unconsciously getting them just right on her knees, Denise marveled at a government that proscribed knee pads for penal pleasure slaves. Adam reached out and gently pressed her to her knees in front of his pants fly. She couldn't help but notice a growing bulge in his crotch.

"Unzip me."

As she pulled down the zipper he continued," Some like that done with your mouth, taking the zipper tab in your teeth. That's a later lesson. For now, take my cock out."

With trembling hands, she reached in and freed his member, which popped out, long, thick and hard. Very different from the biology textbooks she had studied. There was a slight bit of liquid oozing from the tip.

"Lick the tip, the part that looks like the head of a mushroom."

Denise loved mushrooms. Somehow that gave her the courage to lick the tip of his penis. The taste was salty, not the same as the pussy juices from earlier but sweet. Kind of like pineapple. It hit her as she was taking licks on his little head that Adam loved pineapple and ate it all the time.

"Now open your mouth. I will push it in till you gag. Tap my right hip when you can't take anymore."

Obediently, she formed an 'O' with her lips and Adam gently slid his cock into her mouth. Just as she was wondering about when she would start gagging, the curlies of the dominus' pubic hair tickled her nose.

"Oh lord, do you not have a gag reflex?"

Denise looked up as he removed the hard rod from her mouth, "Ada...dominus, I don't know about that. I have never had a penis in my mouth. But I never really have had any problem swallowing things. My great aunt always used to get on to me about not chewing my food or sipping a drink after I came in from working in the yard. Is something wrong?"

"Oh no, it means that you will be really popular with the guys. Especially Hunter," Denise could not help but catch the grimace, "Some guys like to treat your mouth like a cunt, plunging in and out and holding your head. Its called facefucking or skullfucking. It can be rough at times. Particularly with certain guys."

Denise had a feeling that Hunter was one of those guys.

"Anyway, most men like you to take your time. Licking, kissing, and sucking. While you are doing that, don't forget the ball sack. Kiss it and lick it. Try taking it into your mouth."

Tentatively at first Denise pretended that Adam was a cherry popsicle. Licking up and down its length and popping it in her mouth, sliding it between her lips all the way to the base and out again. The moans assured her she was doing something right. She started playing with the heavy sack at the base of his cock. She was excited that she was getting him excited.

After a short while, his cock twitched, "Denise I am going to cum," he started to pull away from her mouth.

His consideration touched part of her. Objectively, she knew that most men would not be so caring. Realizing that she would be swallowing a lot of loads, she wanted the first time to be someone who was a friend. She grabbed his hips and pushed her head up and down on his cock. She wondered if this was facefucking.

Whatever it was, it drove Adam over the edge in no time at all. She felt the first jet of cum go down her throat. Curious about the taste, she pulled her head back and let the next rope of cum coat her mouth as the third shot happened when she had the twitching dick all the way in. Definitely sweet like pineapple as she swallowed the load in her mouth. She licked the still stiff member clean and carefully put it back. On a whim she took the zipper in her teeth and zipped him back up.

As she looked up at the dominus, applause caused her to turn her head and see a crowd of people clustered around her and Adam. She had been so absorbed in her task, she had not noticed her coworkers entering the room. She wanted to curl up and die from the embarrassment. Instead, she felt a tug of the collar around her neck and got to her feet at the prompting of Domina Peak tugging on her leash. She was led to a chair at the left of the head of the table where Ms. Peak normally sat. Domina Tracy put a plate of food and a glass of iced tea in front of her, before slipping into the chair across from her on the right side of Ms. Peak after getting her own beverage and platter of food.

Denise took a big gulp of the sweet tea, the cold sweet brew helping to satisfy a thirst that Denise did not realize she had. Eating, on the other hand.

The domina must have noticed her lackluster shoving the food around on the plate. She leaned over, whispering, "Clean that plate missy. Tracy went to the trouble of feeding you before she ate. It's been hours since you have eaten anything but pussy and cum. You will eat regularly, or I will punish you. After which you will still eat. Let's cut out the punishment part, shall we?"

Denise dug in, not wanting a repeat of the wristcomp example. Once she started, hunger overcame embarrassment or even the fear of discipline. Her last real meal had been last night and she put most of the sandwich she had made back in the fridge. She discovered she was starving.

Just as she finished, a hand whisked away the paper plate and replaced it with a generous slice of Key lime pie. She looked up just in time to see Adam coming back to the table with his own slice of pie, which he sat on the table next to her as he settled down in the adjoining seat.

"Key lime is your favorite, right?"

"Yes dominus, thank you."

As Denise took a bite of what turned out to be a wonderful pie, Adam leaned over and whispered, "just remember that you can't say no. It will be a lot easier in the long run."

She pondered his words as she finished her pie. As she swallowed the last bite, Ms. Peak rapped on the table. The low murmur of conversation came to a halt and all eyes were on the senior partner.

"Now that I have everyone's attention, I trust everyone has reviewed the emails about our latest acquisition?" A chorus of, "yes,", "yes mam," "affirmative," and the like rang out. It puzzled Denise for a moment and she suddenly realized that she was the "acquisition."

She thought she wouldn't have any embarrassment left as she felt her face flush yet again. Ms. Peak looked over at her and tilted her head downwards. Adam whispered in Denises' ear, "Crawl under the table and service anyone with their legs open. Start with Ms. Peak and go around the table. Come back to me last."

From her summer internships in other offices, Denise knew this would be expected of her. She had never had the desire or was it the nerve, to open her legs as slaves crawled under the table 'servicing' the domini.

As she got under the table, she was surprised to see Domina Peak's legs tightly shut. Ms. Tracy's legs were wide and in the dim light, Denise could see the bare pussy slit glistening. As she started licking, the senior partner continued, 'Let me stress again, this is not the typical slave cunt. Six months from now she will be seated at this table and free of a collar. Conduct yourselves accordingly. Further, she will continue her prior duties with the exception that she will not be dealing with clients face to face. Under no circumstances, will she be offered as a pleasure slut to a current or prospective client. In fact, she is off-limits to anyone except PWW personnel. I trust I don't have to explain why."

Denise heard murmured assents as Domina Tracy pushed her cum coated face away from her cinnamon and spice tasting twat. She had only gotten to 'R' before the woman's thighs trembled and let out a slight whimper as she closed her legs. Moving down the line, the big black cock already out had to be Issac. Given the twelve other potential domini that may demand her services, Denise decided she needed to be as efficient as possible.

It didn't take long to find out that her lack of a gag reflex would be a time saver. At least in Issac's case. Five lunges down to his root and he shot his load into her belly. As she licked him clean, he reached down and patted her head like some pet. Part of her was mortified, while another part was excited to have pleased the middle-aged man.

As she made her way around the table, she noted the variety of pussy flavors. A couple tasted pretty bad, the majority ran the gamut from flowery to spicy to sweet. Most of the men she didn't taste because of her deep throating. One guy, she did not know who exactly, she couldn't help but taste because his dick was so short. His cum was bitter, but at least he didn't shoot much. She was able to cleanse her palate so to speak with the pussy next to him that tasted all the world like cherry limeade. Better yet, the unknown woman was what Deneses' friends had called a 'squirter', so she got a mouthful.

Denise's knees were starting to ache almost as badly as her jaw by the time she made her way back to Adam. While she was slightly disappointed that his legs were closed, she was ready to give it a rest.

During her rounds, Denise had been somewhat aware that Domina Peak had been going around the table getting status reports from each of her employees. She had started with Adam and no one had to give a report while being sucked or eaten. As she wondered what to do next, Adam's hand grabbed her ponytail and gently pulled it out from the table.

Denise took the hint to get out from under the table and resume her seat. As she was trying to unobtrusively get her ass back in the chair, Domina Peak continued,

"Last order of business. It's 2:30 now. Bidding will close at 3:30. The winner will report to my office at 4:00 pm. Again, sorry to leave you ladies out this time but I am sure you understand. Next Monday will be women only. Questions? Concerns? Seeing none, I declare the meeting adjourned."

As her coworkers filed out, Denise wondered about the slight smiles some were giving her. A few were outright smirking. As Adam got up to leave, he whispered in her ear, "I will win the bidding. Count on it."

Domina Tracy got up as the last person other than her and Domina Peak left the room. Approaching her with a wet wipe in her hand, she leaned over and rubbed Denise's face like a child who had smeared an enthusiastically eaten chocolate bar on her cheeks and lips.

"I will make sure in future to have a box of wet ones under the table for you to clean up. Unless you are ordered to, there is no reason to walk around with cum on your face. You would think none of them have been pleasured in months."

With growing horror, Denise realized what the smiles and smirks were about. Her face must have been coated in pussy juices. From the effort the office manager was putting into cleaning her face, apparently a lot. The girl sighed. It wasn't like she had any humiliation left. Enslaved and collared, check. Dressed like a cheap hooker, check. Sucked her first cock in front of almost the entire staff, check. Performing oral sex on said staff under the conference table, game, set, and match of the humiliation game.

Domina Tracy finished wiping her face and took her leash, "Come along dear. Elizabeth, you have a client meeting here in ten minutes. I will message you with the auction results. I will get Bookkeeper started on her assignments."

Ms. Peak absently waived the two away, absorbed in reading her wristcomp. One of the first things any employee of Peak, Waren, and Warren learned was to never, ever interrupt the boss when she was reading something. Not that Denise could have asked her in any case. As soon as she was on her bare feet, the office manager was heading out the door. Denise was almost at a trot to avoid her collared neck being jerked by the leash.

Denise had to step lively to keep up with the office manager's brisk pace down the hall. Everyone they passed was busy at their desks or speaking on their wristcomps. No one gawked or even paid her the slightest attention. Denise took a tiny bit of comfort at that relative anonymity, actually no different from business as usual.

Denise was almost panting when the office manager released the leash from her collar in front of her new work area. As she was about to collapse into her chair, the domina said, "Don't sit just yet. I have something for you."

The older woman drew a seat cushion from a bag behind her desk and handed it to Denise.

"Absorbent pad. Be sure to wash it in Elizabeth's bathroom at the end of the day. It will dry overnight. Your cunt will be dripping every day, either from use or slave heat. Sit down and let us go over your work assignments."

"Yeth ma...yes mammm, " Denise struggled to make the words come out. Her jaw and tongue ached and would not work right.

"No worries dear. That was a lot of people to lick and suck one after another. Your mouth and tongue muscles will get stronger with practice. Just review the email I sent you. If you have any questions, just message me."

Denise dove into her assignments. The pad was rather comfortable. For the next hour or so Denise almost forgot her slutty attire, the silver collar around her neck and the cuffs on her wrists and ankles. The nanoprint on her ass had quit tingling along with the implant injection site. She had completely forgotten her question about the auction Ms. Peak and Adam had mentioned.

About 3:45, she heard the office manager exclaim, "Oh good! I was hoping he would win."

"Did Adam win the auction?"

Denise looked up to see Domina Peak stopping in front of the office manager's desk. Turning to face Denise, she first looked down at her wristcomp and smiled after a few minutes' perusal.

"Bookkeeper, I am very pleased with how much you have gotten done in just a little over an hour. Both of you come into my office. Tracy, bring your strap on. The ten-inch one should be more than enough."

Denise shut her work area down. It came to her that she wanted to know about the auction. The strap on that Domina Tracy retrieved from her desk had a very lifelike cock. Denise had a bad feeling about where it would wind up.

Domina Tracy led the way into the office. Denise was surprised to see Domina Peak stepping out of her skirt, leaving her clad only in thigh-high stockings. As she was folding her skirt on her desk she barked, "Strip you two."

Denise unzipped her outfit. As the dress pooled from her body, she saw Ms. Tracy quickly shedding her clothes. Taking a cue from her boss and domina, Denise bent over and picked up her outfit off the floor. A hand caressed her upturned cunt and ass, causing her to shiver with, pleasure?

As Denise straightened up, she saw Ms Peak with a plastic coat hanger in one hand as she was licking the fingers of her other hand. Finishing, she said, "I do love juicy cunt."

All the mortification and embarrassment that she had managed to push down while working came back in a rush. She remembered her girlfriends talking about how this boy or that made their pussies wet. She thought it was a joke. Without thinking, she reached down to her crotch and was horrified to feel dampness there. Horror and something else. Blushing to her toes, she realized she was breathing a little hard and she was tingling in her lady parts. Was she a lesbian she wondered?

Domina Peak's, "Good girl," banished Denise's confused thoughts. "I like neatness and attention to detail. Here is a coat hanger for your dress. Hang it in the closet and take some other hangers and put up mine and Domina Tracy's clothes."

As she turned away from the closet after gathering and hanging the older women's clothes she saw that the noise she had heard was Domina Tracy converting the leather couch into a king-sized sofa bed. Domina Peak handed the office manager a large towel that the woman folded in half and laid on the bed. Both sat side by side on the foot of the bed.

"Knees, Bookkeeper."

"Yes Domina Peak," As she sunk to the floor, Denise was thankful for whatever government type that decreed kneepads for penal slaves serving in offices. Deciding that she seemed to have regained the use of her mouth and tongue to form words and mindful of the slave deportment video she saw on the internet last night she said, "How may I serve the domini?"

The pair chuckled and Domina Peak replied, "I see someone did some slave deportment research. For the first day of enslavement you have done quite well. Several staff members have told me that your oral skills were remarkably good for a first-timer. I think that I speak for both of us to concur in that assessment. I was especially pleased that, despite everything, you dug into your assignments and made excellent progress. I haven't had time to go into details, but I am impressed by what I have seen so far.

"Now, I am sure that you have been wondering about the auction. Ridding you of that pesky virginity was a priority for me. You will never be able to enjoy your sexuality till you are fully a sexual being."

"In other words, a three-hole full use slave cunt," Domina Tracy deadpanned.

"Crude but succinct," giving the office manager a look of mock severity, " Because of your upbringing, I wanted to have some control over who was your first. Seniority would not have worked, since that would have been Jason. He is delightful, considerate, and a gentleman. And if his dick is over four inches long, then someone needs a new ruler."

"Not to mention horrible tasting cum," interjected Domina Tracy.

Well, that explains who that dick belonged to, thought Denise. Which led her to wondering how the office manager knew what Jason's cum tasted like. Not to mention how both worn seemed to know about his endowment. Or lack thereof.

"So, I hit on the idea of auctioning your virginity. Of all the men in the office, I knew there was one who would bid any amount to win you. I also knew that he would be far more considerate than anyone else, other than Jason. It also didn't hurt that I knew that the other bidders were not going to spend a lot of coin, ever for charity, when they will be able to fuck you as a free job perk in a few days."

Denise really wished that the domina would get to the point. She was hoping against hope when Domina Tracy put her out of her mental misery, "And it didn't hurt that the boss just gave Adam a huge bonus today." the older woman smirked. Then yelped as Domina Peak reached over and tweaked the office manager's right nipple.

"Hush woman. Yes, Adam won the auction to deflower you, make you a woman, pop your cherry, whatever you want to call it," she started to say more when a knock sounded at the door, "Four o'clock on the dot. Punctual as always. Enter."

Adam entered and closed the door behind him, saying "Ms Peak, Ms Tracy, Bookkeeper. I seem to be overdressed."