Office Punishment/Lose the bet
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A powerful vibration hit Cheryl's sensitive clit, and she screamed when the pleasure she'd forced down battered at her with full force, growing and twisting inside of her until her hips humped forward, rubbing her clit against the source of the pleasure.
Combined with John pounding her from behind, it was too much. She was going to cum.
"Surprise."
Joe's voice dripped with satisfaction as he flipped the Hitachi wand to high, and at the same time Brian unclipped her tortured nipples. Cheryl's screams on his cock set Brian off, and he blasted his cum down her throat, burying it deep inside her wide open mouth. The violent orgasm wracking Cheryl's body tightened her pussy around John's cock, and he groaned as he filled her up. The buzzing never stopped and time warped into a blur as pleasure blasted Cheryl.
Then it disappeared.
Brian and John staggered away from her, unsteady on their feet. "Damn it, Joe."
"That was amazing."
Joe smiled at his friends, still crouched near Cheryl's head. "Well?"
Cheryl hung her head in defeat. "I lost."
"I know. You came like a whore, sucking and fucking."
"Untie me, and I'll do what you want, just stay away from my ass."
Joe looked at his friends and said, "Ready to swap sides for round two?"
Cheryl's head swiveled at that, and her eyes widened when she saw their cocks were still hard. "How?"
"Viagra. There's only three of us, we need some help if we want to satisfy a whore like you."
"I'm not a whore."
"You are."
"Untie me."
"I don't have to."
"Joe!"
He ignored her and flicked the Hitachi on at its low setting. The vibrations forced a helpless groan from Cheryl's mouth as her body ramped up again. This time, Brian filled her quivering pussy, and John nudged his cock against her lips, still slick from her own pussy.
Cheryl fought to keep him out of her mouth, but he squeezed her nose shut and forced her to clean herself off his dick. Brian and John didn't start up slow this time, they impaled her on their hard shafts and fucked her hard from both ends. There was nothing Cheryl could do, no way to escape the cruel machine buzzing away on her clit. She came again, even a third time before Joe finally turned it off again.
The pop of a plastic squeeze bottle startled Cheryl through the haze of continuous fucking heaped on top of her. She writhed in her bonds when cold liquid dribbled into the cleft between her firm cheeks. She whined around John cock when three fingers pushed inside her ass.
No!
The cock pounding her pussy pulled out and shifted up. Cheryl froze as the slick tip pushed against her tightest hole. She shook her head around the cock in her mouth, but there was no way to stop it from pushing inside.
"Play with her nipples, John."
Cheryl shook her head, but John ignored her and rolled her hard nipples between his fingers. Prickles of electricity shot down to her stomach, after the clamps any touch to her tits felt so much more intense, she couldn't stand it. She fought it, but a moan still slipped around the cock in her mouth.
"I'm in, and she's real tight."
What? Brian's hips pressed against her ass, his thick shaft buried inside her ass. She'd been moaning like a slut with a cock in her ass. Cheryl squirmed on the table, desperate to get away, but it was no use, Brian spanked her cheeks one after the other as he pulled out again. She jerked forward at every spark of pain, but her escape bumped her clit against the wand taped to the table. John kept his shaft lodged deep in her mouth so he could enjoy her moans and cries on his cock. On and on it went, Brian filled her ass with cock, and Cheryl fled forward, only to choke on John's thick shaft. She couldn't escape, the straps held her in place, forced her to take their cocks however they pleased.
"I think she's loose enough now."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, she can take it now." John caught something with a rubbery pop. "Put this in her mouth, John."
"Just a second." John pushed down on the back of Cheryl's head and fed her his cock to the hilt, she gagged on it hard, and her stomach twisted when he kept her gullet stuffed to the brink. "I love how she takes my cock."
"Wait till you feel her ass."
The cock down Cheryl's throat twitched at those words, gagging her again. With one quick pull her mouth was free again, and she took big gulps of air, but not for long though, a ball gag pressed against Cheryl's lips, and she opened her mouth just like she had for every cock shoved in her mouth.
Too late she realized her mistake. A small strap locked to her collar, and she could no longer speak. She shook her head at Joe, but he ignored her and dropped his pants and shorts. A huge cock slapped against her face, angry and hard. He stepped closer so he could reach her tits under the table, and he filled his hands with her soft flesh, the length of his shaft throbbing against her face.
"You feel this cock, whore? It's going up your ass, but first Brian's going to fill you up, and then John, and then you'll be ready for me, and after I'm finished with your ass, they'll go again, and I don't care if my balls hurt, if I'm still hard when they're finished, I'll pound your ass until I break this fucking table. Do you like that?"
He tangled his hand in her hair and bobbed her head up and down, rubbing it along his shaft. "I thought you would. Whore."
Joe let go of Cheryl and stepped away. She couldn't see anyone anymore, she couldn't speak or move, all she knew was the cock in her ass, the strong grip on her hips, the straps holding her down. It should hurt, but her body was such a mess she didn't even know what she should and shouldn't feel. When Brian finally picked up the pace, she could only groan when his hips slapped against her round cheeks. Again and again, faster and faster. She screamed, but it came out muffled, nobody would hear her, nobody would save her.
This was her punishment.
Suddenly the pounding stopped, and fingers dug into her soft flesh as the cock in her ass pulsed and filled her with cum. Cheryl hung her head in shame, but she never got a break, as soon as Brian moved away, an eager cock filled her again. She let out a groan as she lay there and took it. It wasn't long before a second load filled her ass, And with that, John and Brian have came down her throat, up her pussy, and in her ass. They'd fucked all of her holes in the space of an hour, and she'd never even known them before today.
Tears of shame fell from her eyes to the floor. Why didn't it hurt, why was her body so hot, why did she feel so alive? She was just confused, that's all—
The feel of something huge pressed against her ass broke through Cheryl's rambling thoughts. Joe's cock! He was huge! She shook her head and twisted her hips to avoid him ruining her ass, but he kept on pushing. No, please no! He leaned over her, and his hand brushed her thigh. The buzzing started up again, and in seconds another orgasm blasted through her body. More of Joe's wide cock pushed inside her well-used ass, and her body danced to the tune of the vibrations wrenching it for pleasure. She couldn't twist and dodge, all her hips wanted to do was hump the wand, and every time she did, more cock filled her ass.
The vibrations disappeared, and Joe grabbed both of her shoulders. "Ready to get your ass fucked like a whore?"
She had no energy to answer him with. His cock just felt good inside her overstretched ass. Tears fell to the floor without stopping now, tears of shame and defeat. When Joe powered his cock forward in her ass, she didn't scream anymore, all she did was moan.
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Cheryl woke up in the hallway outside Joe's office, she reeked of sex, and she pulled up her legs when her hard nipples told her she was naked in the cool hallway. She glanced from side to side, nobody there, she was alone. She couldn't have slept for more than a few minutes, did anybody see her like this? She shook her head hard, don't think about it. She had something she needed to do, somewhere she needed to be.
Cheryl got onto her hands and knees, and she spotted her little bra and thong on the floor, where she'd left them earlier. She never thought she'd be happy to put them on. But it would be better than having to walk around naked with cum all over her body. Cheryl pulled on the skimpy underwear, again she looked like a used whore. She closed her eyes as a wave of shame swept over.
Joe, you bastard.
That's where she needed to go: David's office. Cheryl groaned as she pushed herself up on her feet, but her sore body didn't matter, anger burned away her fatigue. She staggered to the nearest bathroom, her ass burning with every step, as cum leaked down her legs. And by the time she'd cleaned up and reapplied her whoreish make-up, she was spitting with rage. She needed that fire for what came next.
Joe had to pay.
What does she do?
