The sharp sound of the alarm rang continuosly piercing through the morning haze. I was awake. I took a look at the clock—6:30 AM. With a groan, I dragged myself out of bed and headed for the shower, the hot water doing little to ease the knot of anxiety tightening in my stomach. Today was Friday, but it didn't feel like the gateway to the weekend. it felt like a mountain I had to climb.

By the time I got to the office, the tension with Mr. Hartridge, my boss, was already simmering. He had been on edge all week, and I was his favorite target. I set my bag down and logged into my computer, trying to keep my focus.

"Tamara, my office. Now, " his crusty voice echoed across the room. I sighed and braced myself for whatever criticism awaited me. For sure it couldn't be good.

As I stepped into his office, he was already glaring at me coldly from behind his overly expensive desk. "You need to close a deal today, Tamara. We've been falling behind on our targets, and I need results. Understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Hartridge, " I replied. With time I had learned to keep my voice steady despite how nervous I was feeling.

"Very good. Don't disappoint me this time."

I went back at my desk and reviewed my schedule. I had three client meetings today and each one of them was crucial in its own way. The first was with the Johnsons, an older couple looking to downsize. They were very sweet but even more indecisive, and I knew I had to guide them gently yet firmly.

I arrived two mintues late for the meeting with them. I was under pressure and if it wasn't for what I was wearing today I would say it was the feeling of dread was making my stomach hurt. But I knew it was not. Despite the physicial discomfort the random vibrations gave me the meeting went smoothly. The Johnsons were charmed by the cozy two-bedroom cottage I showed them. By the time they left, they seemed convinced it could be their new home. Even if they were not just ready to make an offer it was a small victory nonetheless.

Next meeting was a young professional named Alex, looking to relocate in a modern apartment close to his office. His enthusiasm was infectious but it was not the reason I almost peed myself. It was just too hard to stay calm and control my bladder with the vibrations getting frequent and stronger. Despite that and as far as I could concentrate I found myself enjoying the tour. We visited a sleek, downtown loft with floor-to-ceiling windows and a very open plan. I could see how his eyes lit up the moment he stepped inside and his confidence grew stronger with each second insid of the apartment.

"Looks perfect, " Alex said with obvious excitement in his voice. "I will take it. I will even pay full in advance if you can organize for me to move in in two weekss."

"Great! I'll get the paperwork started immediately." I said, feeling a rush of relief.

As I prepared for my final meeting of the day, I couldn't shake the growing sense of unease. Most probably Brad was in a meeting because I had not felt any vibration during the last 30 minutes. Anyway, tonight was weighing heavily on my mind, making it hard to concentrate. I took a deep breath and tried to focus. It wasn't easy living with a secret.

My last client was Mrs. Dawson, a demanding woman with a sharp eye for detail. She was searching for an upscale family home, and nothing less than perfection would do. I took her to a beautiful five-bedroom house with a spacious garden and an updated kitchen. She scrutinized every corner, every detail.

"This might be it." she finally said, her tone begrudgingly approving. "But I'll need to discuss it with my husband and then I will call you if we are to make an offer."

It wasn't a definitive yes, but it was promising. I could only hope Mr. Hartridge would see it that way.

As the day wore on, my thoughts kept drifting back to the evening. I had been anticipating it all week. Yes, there was a feeling of dread, but I was also excited. After all, even without the vibrations during the last two hours, what was taboo was making me feel aroused.

I glanced at the clock—5:30 PM. With the day winding down, I gathered my things, preparing to leave. Just as I was about to walk out, Mr. Hartridge called me to congratulate me for the upcoming closure of the Alex Kensington's deal. I thanked with a smile and hurried ot.

Stepping out of the office building, I took a deep breath. The evening air was cool and refreshing. I walked to my car, the tension in my shoulders slowly easing. Tonight might be nerve-wracking, but I had made it through the day, and that was something.

...

7:45 PM. I was already in Brad's apartment. Three man were looking at me eagerly. I was standing in front of them when Brad took the collar and put it on my neck like he was performing a ritual.

"You are now to undress, whore" I had very much anticipated that moment. I started by removing my jacket. I felt them gaze like they were seeing through my shirt and bra - they were staring at my tits. Then Brad started talking again.

"She is 28 years old and she is a successful real estate agent. Today she managed to close a big deal..." Brad made a pause because I unconsciously had stopped undressing.

"Don't listen to me, slut. We agreed that by wearing the collar you will do everything I want". When I agreed I didn't know that he will throw me into a gang bang. I found it exciting though. I resumed the striptease until my shirt and bra were on the ground. I continued undressing while Brad was explaining my profile to his two guests. I unbuttoned my skirt and it also followed my other clothes on the ground.

"Now, show our friends what a slut you are. Take your panties off. Show them your holes." Really humiliating. I was living for that moment though. I teased them for a second and then pushed my panties down on my knees. Now my bottom was now shining in front of the strangers. "As you can see, gentleman...." he pointed at the strings which were protruding from my pussy and ass "... on my order she was wearing two vibrating eggs in her cunt and ass the whole day." They seemed to approve that with laughter.

"I made sure to turn them on and off on random intervals throughout the day and help her build anticipation for this event." that statement seemed to amuse the other two men. "Now for a demonstration...." Brad took out his phone and turned on the two vibrating eggs on maximum. That had an immediate effect on me. I managed to remain on my feet, but I unintentionally covered my labia with my hands pressing even tighter the eggs inside me. My body started squirming. This new vibrations in my very holes felt nothing like the vibrations I had experienced throughout the day. They felt at least five or six times stronger.

The three men obviously found watching my twisting body really fun. Brad even decided to keep the vibrators on until I was no longer capable of standing on my feet. Now I was writhing on the ground and I was having difficulties controlling any muscle in mybody. That went on and on until the men were completely satisfied from the show and they were completely satisfied only when I experienced one of the most intense and brutal orgasms in my life.

"On your fours, slut" he almost shouted that order to me and attached a leash around the collar on myneck. He didn't leave me with any time to recover my breathing from the intense experience of pleasure I had just had. "Will you tell us what are you here for now, whore?" I looked up at him. I had waited far too much for this.

"I came...." I paused for a second and gulped some saliva "I came for cock"

Laugh. All three of them.

"I came to get as much cock as possible" I repeated my statement.

"Then you shall have it, pet" Brad was holding me on the leash but he let me crawl on my fours towards the man speaking who had meanwhile unzipped his pants. His erect cock was standing proud and only a seconds later it was in front of my face. I could feel the sexy smell of his uncut and definitely not washed member. In the next moment the delicious cock disappeared in my mouth.

"LOL, I can not believe that today with this sweet mouth of hers she had made a deal for millions. Look at her how eager she is at sucking" I heard him and it made me smile internally. I continued fucking his cock with my mouth as the sweet taste of his unwashed member slowly dissolved in my saliva.

Then I felt the other guy move and positioned behind me. I was also one hundred percent sure that with the corner of my eye I saw Brad starting filming me. Hell, yeah. The men behind me pulled the string of the egg in my ass and it popped out almost immediately. I knew what was about to happen next. He was about to use my asshole. If Mr. Hartridge was capable of delivering such a sweet punishment I would have failed on purpose with the deal. Anyway, through Brad, I have secured the happy event for me.

I felt trembling in my legs as I expected any moment the cock in my ass. But it didn't come. At least not in the order I expected things. First I felt how the egg which was still inside my cunt, came to life again on a vibration close to maximum. Then and only then, the guy behind me rubbed his cock against my wet cunt and rapidly shoved it inside of my ass. The sudden intrusion ruined the rhythm of the deepthroating I was giving, but only for a short second.

Feeling the speed of pounding in my ass I was almost sure that the two guys will ejaculate almost simultaneously inside me. First was the guy who had his cock inside of my mouth. The sperm was shot directly in the back of my throat and I choked on it. I almost spat it out when he withdrew his softening member from my orifice. As I tried to catch my breath I could feel the sperm running down my chin. Meanwhile the guy inside of my ass was pounding like mad, shouting that he wants to fuck fill my slutty real estate agent ass with his cum and he did that indeed. With all my nerves of my rectum I felt his member throbbing and spurting semen inside of my rear.

I felt exhausted but still eager. The orgy had to continue. The guys needed to change places. The guy on the sofa, who fucked my mouth moved away giving his place to the guy who was in my ass. I licked my lips in anticipation. This felt really dirty. I didn't use any words - I just open my mouth, hoping and begging for the cock that was in my ass seconds ago to be put inside of my oral cavity. I craved the feeling of filth, humiliation and degradation, but I also craved the raw taste of my asshole to be put on my tongue.

The guy laughed and in the next second my dream came true. I started sucking on his filthy member. Meanwhile Brad had moved behind me. I was sure that he was still filming. I felt his cock enter my asshole with ease. It was already loose and well lubed with semen and my very own cunt juice. I felt like in heaven being used and spit roasted like that.

Then, suddenly for my surprise, Brad pulled out from my ass and shoved his cock in my cunt. He didn't bother to turn off the vibrating egg or to at least pull it out. It felt like he was about to tear apart my sweet 28 year old cunt. Despite the cock in my mouth I moaned in approval of this nasty trick. I knew it was dangerous for infections if i get fucked in my cunt by the same cock from my ass, but in this very moment it felt so natural. Such a bliss. I behaved as a filthy cock deprived slut and I was treated like one.

I didn't know how much I can take, but it was only the beginning of the night and I had high hopes. I needed those cocks.

...

As I drove home on the next day, the knot in my stomach had already loosened a little. Maybe, just maybe, I will never repeat such evening. No matter what I decided, this event had to remain a secret. But it also had been taken on tape....