Pencil Skirt part 2 [F20sM30s] [dubcon, bdsm, kink, toys, public, office, humil]

“Let’s face your punishment then, shall we?” I hear items shuffle around the metal box, as he mumbles “no no no” to himself. He’s trying to discover the right thing. But I’m still panicking about what he could be doing. I’ve seen BDSM porn, people are into some wild shit. I’ve seen people get needles shoved into them for pleasure, and he did say pain. I don’t want that. I start to shake thinking about that, but then think about what happens if he cums inside me. I have never had unprotected sex, what if I get pregnant? I will have to drive a state over to get it taken care of. I’m shivering in my seat, my hands clenching the arms of the chair.

“Ah yes, this one.” I hear shuffling and his hands are on my thighs. I jump but calm myself down as I process. “Oh little slut, are you nervous?” I nod, painfully remembering the nipple clamp chain between my teeth. It jerks up on my nipples and I gasp out between my teeth. He laughs. “Oh best be careful slut, can’t have those popping off too soon!” I groan, and his hands snake up my thighs. I’m shaking again, nervous, terrified. His fingertips make a connection with my lips, and I gasp again. It’s all nerves, I know it is. I just need a moment to breathe. Before I can, his fingers are wiggling around, exploring the outside. Suddenly he hits something that makes me cry out. I almost drop the chain. Was that my clit? I’ve never had it touched by someone else! Wow, what a rush! I hear a plastic clank, and something wide is placed between my legs. As I try to wonder what it is, my legs are closed abruptly and a piece of fabric is tied around my knees. I feel the cold plastic between my thighs, and it’s started to warm up as he makes knots in the rope around my knees. It feels silky, it’s probably a tie too.

“Little slut, I need you to listen closely to instructions okay? Nod if you understand.” I nod, carefully not to jerk up my clamps. “You may not let go of that chain, or cum until I say so. If you feel it coming, you must hold it back. After you’ve dropped the chain, you must ask for permission to cum. Nod if you understand?” I gently Nod again. “Beautiful little slut.” He slaps my thigh causing me to cry out again, and just as I’m reeling from that a buzzing begins between my legs. It’s a vibrator. And it’s right on my clit. I’ve never used a toy, and his finger almost sent me over the edge. How the hell can I make it without coming?

Suddenly, it speeds up twice. I cry out, throwing my head back and yanking on the nipple clamps. I hear a zipper unzip. I groan, bucking my hips against the toy between my legs. Holy fuck this feels so good. I feel the warmth of arousal crawling up my spine, and between the toy and clamps, I am in ecstasy. Suddenly the toy stops vibrating entirely. I whimper.

“That’s edge number one, slut. There were 20 pieces of material in that folder you opened, so I say 20 edges is a good punishment.” I whimper. That was awful, there’s no way I could survive that?! The toy is turned on again, and I buck my hips in response. The bucking creates a lovely sensation, but it doesn’t move it away from my clit. I groan and it shuts off again. “Two.” He says confidently. It turns on to a higher setting, he lets this round go a little longer, I cry out and it shuts off. I whimper my head falling back in a way that yanks on my nipples. I breathe in pain and move my head back. “Three.” He chuckles, switching it on again to high, then stopping it as I begin to wiggle. “Four.” When my breathing gets typical he switches it on again, I gasp out and almost drop the chain, but keep it firm. My hands are dying to move. The buzzing stops. “Five.” I sigh, feeling like crying from being teased like this. It’s quiet for a while, I almost wonder if this is a setup and I’m about to be gang raped by the entire team for my crimes. I’m listening for the door to open, knowing I’m about to pay brutally for my crime. I’m starting to look forward to the door opening in that case, because at least I would get to orgasm.

The buzzing picks back up again, fast. I cry out, wiggling in an attempt to keep myself from finishing yet. It’s only six, I don’t want to be in more trouble. “Six.” He says as he shuts it off. “What a good, good girl. Drop the chain, I want to hear your slutty screams this time.” I quickly let go of the chain and adjust myself comfortably into the chair. As I finish adjusting it turns on, low this time. He leaves it on longer than he has before. I am gasping out, clawing at the chair, bucking my hips, I need to be released from this hell. It stops. “Seven.” I whimper.

“Please. No more.” I whimper.

“Is this a ‘red,’ or do you just want to orgasm?” He asks.

“Orgasm, please sir,” I beg. He chuckles at me.

“Oh no not yet, it’s a punishment for a reason slut!” He switches it on and I cry out, it’s pulsating this time, buzz bzt buzz bzt. I scream, and it shuts off. “Eight.” I make a loud groan. “Oh that’s no way to be, you must be having fun!” The chain pulls at my nipple clamps, and I cry out from the pleasure of them. As he’s pulling, the pulsating buzz picks back up. I throw my head back and cry out, and the buzzing stops. I let out another groan.

“PLEASE.”

“No. Nine.” He says, smacking my stretched-out tit. I cry out, and he holds my nipples outstretched a little longer before firing up the toy again. My hips are bucking, dancing, swirling desperately. I need it. I have never needed anything more. At this point, I’d rather have an orgasm than be an attorney!

It stops. “10. You’ve made it halfway my little slut. Would you like to change things up?” I nod viciously.

“Yes please, please,” I beg. He removes the clamps making me sigh, the pain is now gone I feel a little less cloudy. Now I just have my sore, throbbing clit to focus on. I can handle that.

“Open your mouth.” I do, but instead of the chain I felt before, a warm cock pushes between my lips, my hands move for a second to push back, but I don’t want worse than this so I return them. “Good choice slut. Now, open wide.” The toy buzzes between my legs again, and his cock thrusts in and out of my mouth. I groan around him, bucking my hips slightly. The toy stops but he doesn’t. “11” he’s fucking my mouth with his dick, swiftly but not deeply yet. He’s giving me time to adjust, police I suppose but he is shoving his dick in my mouth. The buzzing picks back up, the higher setting this time. At the same time, the face fucking is getting deeper. He groans above me, and it stops. “12.” He’s thrusting as the pulsating starts again, this one drives me up the wall. It causes such an intense response. I clench the chair, and the buzzing stops. “13.” He says as he pulls out of my mouth. I cough, catching my breath. He gives me a moment to cool off, my spit dripping down my chin. I begin to move my arm.

“No morning your arm little slut. I’d tie them up too if I had another tie.” I nod. “Open up.” As he enters my mouth this time, the buzzing starts, I feel like I can not keep doing this, I feel so cloudy and like I’m in fucking space. The feeling is spreading all over my body. He grabs my hair and the vibe stops. “14.” He’s using my hair as leverage for face fucking, and I’m open-jawed and taking it. He’s thrusting deeper and harder now, getting closer to the point I can not handle. But I keep my mouth open anyways, as getting him off will probably get me off. And I need that, now. I don’t know when the vibe turned on but suddenly he says “17.” Three more and I get to orgasm, three more. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and I hear him jacking me off breathless. “Did you bring a jacket to work?” He asks. I nod.

“Yes sir, I park far so I always do.” He groans, still jacking himself off. I’m the buzzing begins again, my hips grinding into it and my knees shaking. It stops abruptly.

“18.” He says softly. “I’m going to cum on your face because good where deserve to be covered in cum. You may not touch it until I say so, understood slut?” I swallow, I hate cum.

“Yes, sir I understand,” I say softly.

“Good, tip your chin back and open your mouth.” I do as I’ve been asked, hands clamping down at the arms. The vibrating starts again, and I moan with my mouth open. It’s loud, and it’s so slutty. I’m sort of turned on by myself. He groans releases cum all over my face and it begins to drip down to my chest. A proper whore. I cry out as the toy speeds up, then stops. I whimper. “Good Girl. This is your last edge, but you may not finish until I tell you you can. Understood?” He asks.

“Understood sir, please,” I beg. He chuckles.

“I have to edge you one more time, so no.” The pulsating buzz begins again and I’m a puddle of Janine on the chair. I need the release more than anything. I will do this every day if it feels this good. I never want sex again just this. Nothing but this. “Would you like to cum?” He asks.

“Yes please sir, more than anything,” I beg.

“Are you my good little slut?” I cry out.

“Yes, I’m your good little slut sir!” I feel his cum leaking onto my tit again, starting to feel cold as it drips slowly.

“Tell me what’s mine, slut.” He says.

“I’m yours, sir. I’m your little slut, I’m your little slut who is covered in your cum and wants to finish, please.” I beg, rocking my hips. I feel it getting closer.

“And, how do you feel about what you did earlier?” He’s asking too many questions, this won’t be English in a minute.

“I am so very sorry sir for what I did, I’m a stupid slut and I won’t do it again. I will never open your mail or look at a case again without your permission sir please let me cum!” I beg.

“And, you will do everything I say, when I say it to make up for what you did today, right?” He asks.

“I will be your obedient sex slave sir. I will suck your cock every day and sit in this chair every evening, just please let me finish.” I’m gripping the chair hard, clenching my pussy to keep myself cumming but it’s getting hard. I’m so close.

“Tell me, that you’re my slut.” He says, closer to my face this time.

“IM YOUR SLUT SIR, PLEASE LET YOUR SLUT CUM SIR PLEASE I NEED IT. I WILL WORSHIP YOUR COCK IF YOU LET ME CUM NOW.” I beg, my legs vibrating about as fast as the toy between my legs. He bumps up the speed and says my new favorite words.

“Cum, slut.” As I cry out, my body is wracked with the most unimaginable feeling. I feel like I’ve been flung into the clouds, my eyes may be blindfolded but I see stars, my pussy is throbbing hard and fast with the vibe, and my body is going numb as I feel get pushed over the edge. I’m crying out, his cum dripping into my mouth from his nose and I’m in heaven.

After what feels like an eternity, the buzzing stops. He lets me sit there for a moment before a tissue starts dabbing up the cum on my face. “What did you think, Ms. Tackett? Do you want to make this deal, or walk away?” I sit there thinking for a moment, my brain still mush, feeling my wetness seep through my skirt. He unties my knees and removes the toy. Then unties the tie from my eyes, revealing a dark room. He has undone a few of his buttons, and his belt is still dangling from his belt loops. He is flustered, and I look down at the cum on the front of my shirt, my nipples still poking out from their cups. I look up at him.

“Do I need to sign?”

NSFW: yes


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