The sounds of the key strokes reached my ears as soon as I opened the door of my office.
”Some one pulling some overtime” I told myself, “Better let him know he’ll be by himself in a minute”.
Following the rhythmic clicking sounds, I soon find the eager beaver sitting there, her back to me, staring at the screen while fingers race around the keyboard. She hasn’t noticed me yet, being intent on her work.
“Hey, are you going to work your life away?” I jokingly ask.
Startled, her head whirls around, “you scared me half to death. I thought everyone had gone home already.” The fear fades from her eyes as she recognizes me. “This new accounting program is driving me crazy. No matter what I try the damn thing doesn’t give me same total twice.”
“Let me see what you are doing, maybe I can help. This was the same program we used in school, just a few new twists in this version.”
Resting my hand on her chair, I lean forward, looking over her shoulder. “Okay, let’s see what’s going on.”
For the next few minutes she enters the data as I watch both the screen and her. Funny that I hadn’t noticed her before, her desk is located in the back corner, but I’m sure I won’t have overlooked such a lovely creature.
“There, see?” her question jars me from my musings. “The total is supposed to be there” she points with her manicured finger,” not over here.” The frustration is heavy in her voice.
“If you change column 2 from a+b>Hn to a-b>Hn , I think you’ll see the results you want”. I point with my pencil to the errors in her setup.
“Okay, how did you find that so fast?” she quires.
“Its easy when you design the program,” I wink at her.
“You’re kidding me, right? You didn’t write this whole program yourself?”
“Well, not all by myself. I had a little help and it is easier to redesign a program than starting from scratch”
“Let me show you a couple of short cuts, to save you time.” I wheel over a chair from the adjoining cubical, and join her in front of the screen.
For the better part of the next hour, we exchange pleasantries while waiting for the program to run its course. I find this young lady quite interesting, to say nothing of her pretty little turned up nose. The conversation is non-committal, just normal office gossip, and I like the sound of her voice. In fact I find that I am getting turned on just talking with her. Dropping my arm behind her, I lean towards the screen and point to some obscure line. She listens intently, pretending she is interested in this minor function. I notice she is watching me as I drone on about how this and that inter-relate.
“What about this,” she asks and places her hand on top of my own hand directing the mouse. “This line here just doesn’t look right”, as she glides the mouse across the desk, my hand under hers, feeling her warm touch.
Taking the invitation, I release mine grip on the mouse and rest my hand on her thigh. “I think something looks alright to me” I turn and stare into those bright blue eyes.
“Oh you do, do you?” her wink gives me the go ahead.
Taking hold of her wrist and spinning her in her chair to face me, I pull her closer and press my lips against hers. I push my tongue into her slightly opened mouth, and am welcomed by her tongue. Flittering around we chase each other’s tongue in a game of “catch me if you can”.
My hand follows her thigh up under the short red skirt. I move the thin fabric of her panties aside and massage her clit with the tip of my finger. Her legs spread wider and she settles back into the chair, offering her hot cunt to my searching fingers.
I open my briefcase and take the hand cuffs from under the folders. I snap them around one wrist. Her eyes open, briefly and her sigh signals approval. The other wrist is quickly added to the cuffs, her hot pussy is now dripping wet.
Pulling her clear on the chair I turn her towards the desk. She leans over, presenting a very lovely ass. I pull the red shirt down and expose her rounded cheeks.
“Have you been a good girl’, I ask her, while rubbing that wonderful ass with my hands.
“No, I have been very naughty and need to be punished” she admits to me.
“Bad girls should be punished, and now is a very good time.”
Holding her tight against the desk with my hips, I raise my hand. “Smack”, the sound seems loud in the empty office.
“Oh, yes, that’s it, I have been very, very, bad”
I continue striking her ass cheeks till they are a bright red. Her breathing is rapid, and little moans of pleasure escape her clenched teeth.
Lifting her, I arrange that sweet body on the desk top. Using the stiletto heels she has on, I drop each in a drawer handle, holding her legs wide open. Pushing her back against the computer screen, I loop her cuffed hands over her head. The cubical post works well restraining her hands there.
Ripping her blouse open sends two buttons bouncing across the floor. Taking the letter opener laying there on the desk, I saw through her bra.
“Now these are quite nice. Are they as sensitive as your ass?” I ask her.
“Oh please, don’t hurt them. I can’t stand to have them pulled.” She pleads.
“Oh, I won’t pull them” I answer her pleadings.
Removing one bull clip from the shelf behind her, I pinch it around one nipple.
“OOOOHHHH, stop, that hurts too much.” She complains, arching her back.
My reply is to rotate the clip from side to side, adding to the pain. After a few seconds, I stop the movement and let her body deal with the now lessening pain. Taking the other nipple between my fingers, I rotate it slowly until I see her attention again focused on my actions.
Grabbing the back of her head, I kiss her brutally. Reaching into my briefcase once again I take the 12 inch giant dildo, its massive 3 inch girth filling my hand.
“No, that won’t fit, it’s too big” there is fear in that voice. “Please don’t try, please”
The hard rubber ball gag, hidden from her view, cuts off her appeals for mercy as I tighten the straps around her head.
Dropping to my knees in front of her, I hold her pussy open and trace around its wet hole with my tongue.
“We just need to get you all warmed up, and then the real fun can start” I tell her before I thrust my tongue into that wet cunt. Working my tongue in and around, the muscles relax more. Pushing three fingers into her, I am rewarded with a deep throated moan.
Turning my attention to her rigid clit, I suck it like a little cock, teasing it with my tongue. My hand forces her open even more and I feel it slide deeper inside. Now totally entombed, her fluids running down my arm, my hand feels the heat of her passion. To get her back on track I bite her clit, and feel her reactive jump.
Quickly I withdraw my hand and thrust the giant dildo deep into her. “AAAAAGGGGHHHHHH”, the sound escapes pass the gag, and her breath stops. I do not stop, but push harder against the protesting muscles till I feel the base of the giant resting against her pussy lips. Her body is rigid with the pain inflicted by the plastic invasion. I enjoy her pain, watching the waves passing across her face. Soon her body accepts this assault and the pains are translated into pleasure.
I rake my nails down the inside of her thighs, causing her addition pain which she endures, knowing she completely mine to use as I wish.
“I think I like this hole better,” and my finger penetrates her tight asshole. She hardly moves the pain has dulled her mind, zombie like she sits there; absorbing all that is tormenting her. She tries to free her feet, lodged in the drawers as I add two more fingers. She realizes she is held firmly and can not escape what is being done.
At last resigned to her fate, she stops all her resistance. Her body sags, if it is from exhaustion or resignation is unknown. Before she is aware of what I intend, I remove her ball gag and insert the mouth spreader. With it securely locked behind her teeth, I depress the levers. She fights as the tool holds her mouth invitingly open.
“You know what is going to happen now?” I ask, “My big cock is going to shoot hot cum down your throat, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.”
“Oh, please, please, please, don’t do that, shoot that cum in my cunt, please, please. I need it in my pussy”, she begs.
“You aren’t going to get anything you want, just what I give you”, my having said: that my hard cock pushes into her mouth. My cock slides across her tongue and down her throat. It feels so good, hot, wet and tighter than even that asshole might be. I repeatively push into and withdraw; the pressure building inside me. More rapidly I stroke, the lust overtaking me. The soft flesh of her mouth against the head of my cock drives me over the edge. My balls pulsating; they propel the full load of cum through my cock and it explodes inside her mouth. The hot cum flow freely down her throat and I follow its’ path with my cock. Her head held tightly in my grasp as throb after throb racks my body and my cock empties.
Totally spent, my cock now dwindling in her mouth, I see her blue tinted face. Deep breathes drawn pass my cock returns some color to her face.
Getting myself back down from the desk, I give the giant dildo a hard push, just to awake her.
“Wake up, you going to sleep there all night?” I ask her.
Although dazed she replies, “are you done already? I was just getting turned on.” Her eyes open, and I see that her words say one thing the eyes say “enough, for now, thank-you.”
With a quick jerk, I remove the dildo. She sighs, some from relief, some from regret. I return the cuffs to my briefcase then wipe the dildo on her torn blouse and replace it.
“Make sure you have that report filed by tomorrow morning. Little girls who don’t get reports done get severely punished. This would be just a taste of what will happen”, with a hard slap on her ass I turn and walk to the elevator.
