Sexual Harassment
PART 1: Boss Marcello is a notorious chauvinist pig. All the ladies in the company know it. There isn't a woman's leg in this office building he hasn't felt up. And they are all used to the conspicuous boner in his trousers when he speaks to any of them. The only way to get ahead in this business is to submit to this sleaze. But now that the company is under new ownership new changes might be coming...
Alyssa has been tensely waiting at her desk since she heard the news about the big company take over. She wonders what this means for her job. Will she get a promotion or get the sack?
She answers the phone and it's her friend Kendra who works in accounting. "Have you heard what's going on?"
Kendra doesn't have a clue but she's equally nervous.
"I might be able to find out something from horny ol' Marcello. I'll let you know if I can get any intel."
"Gotta go," she whispers as Marcello struts up to her desk.
She hangs up and prepares to greet him with her usual womanly charm. She's found if she remains flirtatious and compliant her day goes much easier!
"Looking good, babe" he says scanning down her body and eyeing up her boobs. "I love it when you wear that blazer. It erm... emphasizes your finer points."
"Oh, it's so sweet of you to notice," she says swallowing her rage.
"By the way, heard about any changes happening around here because of the buyout?" she flashes her most endearing smile.
"I dunno babe," he says striding away happily. "But I've been granted funds to hire an additional secretary and who know? Maybe a fat bonus is on its way to me now! This office will be filled with giant tits and beauties."
Alyssa's stomach turns at his gross indecency but she just smiles and says, "I'll let you know when the applicants arrive."
He scans down the CV of his first applicant. This is the part he always savours.
None of these credentials really matter. All that will count is the rating he gives to this new applicant's body.
He hopes she has a juicy arse. He could use the sight of a big luscious female rump around here. Just thinking about it gets him hard.
The phone buzzes and his imagination is going wild wondering what new beauty he might have at his beck and call.
It's Alyssa who says that his applicant has arrived.
"Great great," he says. "Just tell me, is she fat and ugly?"
Alyssa pauses and then answers, "I can confirm that is true."
With a sigh he puts the phone down.
What a boner deflator! Wearily he goes to open the door.
Maybe he can make some excuse for why she's not qualified and quickly get her out the door.
Or who knows? Maybe he should try boning a fat chick just for fun and then get her escorted off the premises.
He opens the door and is gobsmacked to discover a gorgeous thin beauty smiling at him.
Marcello unashamedly looks up and down her body. "Well erm... this is a pleasant surprise. Tarana, is it?" She nods her head.
"Come on in and I'll dress you down.... I mean, look over your erm... qualifications."
As she parks herself in the chair he thinks that booty will do just fine. He'd like a bite of <em>that</em> apple!
He grins lasciviously at her, "I've had a look over your employment history and education. Very impressive."
"This is a new role so I'm gonna need someone who is flexible... if you get my meaning."
He abruptly stands and comes closer to her as she eyes him suspiciously.
He positions himself on the corner of the desk in a way he can easily see down her top.
"But I have to tell you at this office we like to keep things very close, you know what I mean? I like to know all my girls as women."
"For instance, have you got a boyfriend?"
"Because if you do that's okay. I don't mind sharing," he chuckles.
"What I mean is, what sort of experience do you have with men?"
"I've worked with many men, both at university and in the work place," Tarana answers confidently.
"Yeah, but did you spread your legs for any of them?" he grins.
Tarana gives him an unimpressed look.
"I'm a strict professional. My personal life is separate from my work life. That's as it should be," she says clearly.
"Baby, once you get into big business you'll see there's a lot more crossover between the two. It's important for me to hire someone who can play along."
"The only thing that should be important is my capability to perform the role to a good standard," she insists.
He'd like to see those long smooth legs wrapped around his neck while she says that to him.
He can't stop himself form reaching down to feel the warmth of her inner thigh.
His fingers slide up under her skirt ever so slightly. His heart races and he can feel himself getting hard.
"Girls who combine work and play here get promoted faster," he says. "Something to think about..." She cuts him off, "Oh no. The only thing you need to think about is the huge mistake you just made..."
PART 2: Marcello welcomed the news of the buyout because it means he has extra funds to hire another secretary. He thinks his afternoon has perked up even more when the candidate turns out to be a sexy woman who he can't keep his hands off from. But his afternoon delight is about to turn into an afternoon nightmare as she reveals her true identity...
"And just WHAT are you saying?" Tarana thunders as he slides his hand up her thigh. "If I suck your cock and have sex with you I'll be hired?"
"I didn't actually SAY that but you get my meaning. You see that's how we role at this company. If you're not down for it I don't think there's a job here for you after all."
"Oh, that may be how things used to go at this company. But NOT ANYMORE! You see I'm the new boss of Bando Engineering."
Marcello's stomach flips and he sweats profusely. Oh fuck! What has he done?!
"If you want to keep your job we need to discuss the matter of some outstanding complaints of sexual harassment from female staff. Sound familiar?"
"Erm... they're lying!" he says desperately. "They're just making trouble!"
"I'm inclined to believe them. Especially after what I witnessed just now..."
"I demand retribution if you're going to be allowed to continue working here."
"You need to strip off your clothes. NOW!"
Marcello chuckles but she assures him, "I'm not joking. Do it now or I'll get security to escort you from the building."
He panics and immediately begins removing his coat. Does she really expect him to do this right here? In the office?!
Her gaze is steely and expectant. He knows that he must comply.
She basks in this newfound power over this sexy macho lunkhead.
He's fuming. Who does she thinks she is marching in here and demanding he disrobe? It's totally unprecedented.
That's the chair Marcello is so accustomed to inhabiting that he feels suddenly disarmed and scared having to stand before her like a piece of meat.
She gazes steadily at his hairy muscular chest as he takes his shirt off.
He fumbles with trembling fingers as he places his shirt down. This is so outrageous!
"And the trousers... take them off," she orders."
He flings off his shoes. If he were to be fired now it'd be a disaster. He spends all his money on whores, strip clubs and fancy cars.
He has no savings! And given his record of female employees complaining it's unlikely he'll be hired anywhere else. She's got him over a barrel!
With trembling fingers he undoes the buttons of his trousers.
He's aware of Tarana staring at his crotch as he fumbles to undo them.
She's keen to see better what that bulge is like!
He slides them down to reveal his fancy expensive underwear.
"Is that where all your bonuses go? Buying fancy pants?" she enquires.
"Hope to impress the guys in the locker room with that body?" she says scanning him over.
"Very funny. You've had your fun. Now can I get dressed?"
"No I want you to flex for me, darling," she says. "Do it now. Impress your boss."
This is so humiliating but he does his best to show off his muscles for her.
"Maybe you should spend a bit less time harassing female employees and more time working out," she says scrutinizing his body from head to foot.
"I'm not sure you're really boss material," she says eyeing up his bulge.
"Under my management only men at the peak of their fitness will be allowed to remain," she slides her hand over his chest and muscular arms.
"You've got to up your game, work hard and do whatever you can to serve and impress."
"And, of course, we need our male employees to be virile with plenty of stamina."
"I'm going to need to see you're healthy down there as well..." she says sliding her finger under his waistband.
"You can't be serious," he says indignant. "This is going too far!"
"Oh I'm very serious," she says hunkering down for a better view of his bulge. "One call from me and you'll be out the door."
She sits back down and adds, "Unless you take off those pants immediately."
"Right here? This is shameful. You won't get away with this!" he says angrily.
"I said immediately!" she thunders. His heart is racing as he looks down at his pants.
Quickly he whips them off so his cock and balls come tumbling out!
Tarana eyes with satisfaction his freshly revealed genitals.
How curious to see that he's circumcised! Knowing this little nugget of private information about him is delicious.
He furiously kicks off his pants and she revels in this absolute power she has over him. She can make him do anything now!
PART 3: In this office Marcello has made countless young female employees show their cleavage and bend over for him. But now as he stares down at the suit he's shed completely and stands before Tarana completely naked he feels more vulnerable than he ever has in his life. He knows he's in trouble and this new boss isn't going to let him off easy!
In anger and frustration he kicks off his pants to fulfil Tarana's order so he stands before her completely naked.
She critically assesses his dick and balls which now hang out.
"Is that what you hoped to impress all your female employees with?"
"Show me your balls," she demands.
He lifts his penis and she scrunches her nose, "Not really much, are they? Just a shrunken pair of testes."
"Let me have a proper look..." she says firmly.
"To show you how it feels you'll be subject to a full physical examination for me to assess if you can maintain your job at this company."
"A proper man must have a substantial appendage and I'm not sure this will meet the new standard."
Marcello winces hearing his body discussed so cruelly and feeling her grasp his penis assessing it.
"How much do these little things even weigh?"
She grasps his testicles and feels the shape of this warm fleshy sack.
Then she grasps his cock and gives his balls a tap.
Marcello groans feeling his genitals being so critically inspected.
"You judged the women that work here by the size of their tits right? So it's only fair that your balls have to meet our new company standard as well."
His heart is racing and he's sweating in furious indignation.
"Maybe I can stretch them to get a better sense of the full girth."
In his position of power women only ever praised and worshipped his body so to have to present himself like so much cheap meat is crushing.
Tarana feels the shape of each of his balls and pinches the flesh of his scrotum.
"There's barely any hang to them. They're practically shrunk up inside your body," she tuts.
"I've got nothing but compliments in the past," he says defensively.<br />"They only complimented you because they were afraid of you," she says dismissively.
"But I see what worthless scum you really are and see what a sorry excuse for a man stands before me."
"I mean do you expect a real woman to be impressed with this thing?" She laughs tugging on his penis.
Marcello gazes down at his dick feeling so ashamed of himself. No one has ever made him feel this lowly before!
Still laughing Tarana turns to the phone and says, "But let me get another opinion."
"Hello, is that Alyssa? Could you come in here please?"
"Nevermind about him. You're not taking orders from him anymore. I'm in charge now. And there's something I just have to show you."
Marcello stands in terror. But he's stark naked and she's been his secretary for years! She's never seen him like this before!
"Please... can't I..." he desperately pleads.
"No, you can not. You will stand right there just as you are."
"Let's see what the other girls at the company think of your new predicament," she says freely touching his penis.
He's overcome with nerves but doesn't see any way he can get out of this now.
"After all your big talk she won't believe what a sad little worm cock you've got!"
"I mean look at this," she chuckles while squeezing and tugging on it.
"And these sad little dangly balls!"
The door opens and he desperately wants to dart away and hide himself but she has a hand firmly planted on his back to present him.
Alyssa is utterly shocked, "Why... Mr Chiellini... what...?"
"He's not the boss anymore so look all you like!" Tarana invites her.
It's outrageous that the woman who has worked as his subordinate for so long is gazing at him stark naked and laughing!
"After all that big talk," Tarana says. "And this is all he's got."
"Have a look and feel. Help me determine if he's worth keeping on staff or should I fire him and throw his bare arse out on the street?"
PART 4: Marcello's secretary Alyssa has put up with his macho joking and sexual harassment for a long time. He's made her be a part of his schemes for drawing in sexy new female members of staff for him to fondle. But now the tables are fully turned and Alyssa is being invited to assess and mock her once proud boss' naked body...
Alyssa relishes the chance to grab her former boss' exposed cock!
"Is this all there is to it?" she laughs lifting it up.
"He's bragged about the size of his dick for years! And it's just this pathetic bit of flesh."
She slides it between her fingers feeling the full silky shaft.
Marcello feels a wrench in his stomach as his manly pride takes a painful blow.
"Honestly, to hear him talk about it you'd imagine he has the biggest balls in the world!"
"But I see there's really... not much there," she runs her hand over his testicles.
"I have to reach right under to feel they are even there!" she laughs.
He's furious! She's never talked to him like this before. He feels utterly betrayed!
The women painfully grope and tug on his genitals.
"I doubt we would even get a teaspoon of semen out of milking him!" Alyssa jokes.
"Imagine if this big proud stud turns out to only shoot blanks," Tarana adds grasping his cock.
"That's quite enough. Let's stop this and get back to work," he feebly insists.
"Oh but this is your job now," Tarana clarifies. "You'll be required to present your naked body to all the female employees at this company from now on. Everyone from the top executives to the lunch ladies in the canteen."
Marcello blushes imagining all the women he's worked with for many years seeing him in this shameful state!
"Let them all see what a small-dicked loser you really are," Tarana says firmly.
"It's barely a handful!" Alyssa laughs.
"I know what should be done with this pathetic thing when he insists on harassing his female employees," Tarana says.
"You just need to slap it down!"
Alyssa holds up his cock while Tarana gives it a sharp SMACK!
Marcello winces and recoils appalled to be treated so disrespectfully.
"Stop that flapping about," Tarana thunders.
She cruelly smacks it again.
He feels a painful sting travel from his dick to the pit of his stomach.
Not only is it agonizing to his cock but it's so crushing to have his manhood humiliated in this way! But he can't stop his sex drive and his dick from growing tumescent.
"And I can see that even this treatment excites you because you're a filthy perv!" Tarana says.
"I have just the thing for this terrible troublemaker!"
His heart pounds in panic as he sees her hold up some wicked metal device.
"Look it's going all stiff," Alyssa says pushing his dick down.
It springs back up and Marcello feels agonized that he still gets horny at such an inopportune time.
"This will give us control of this pathetic thing!"
She clamps the device around his genitals which strain upward towards her.
He feels his testicles surrounded by the cold firmness of the metal.
It's like a clamp which locks in place holding his balls tight.
She grasps his penis and slides the rest of the device over it.
He stares in horror as his penis is sheathed in this terrifying metal contraption.
"This means that your cock is now locked down and fully under our control."
She closes the small padlock so there's no way to get out of it without her key.
She tugs on it to make sure it's secure, but there's no getting out of it now without tearing his nuts off!
Marcello is consumed with blind panic as he examines the state of his genitals now. "I've been waiting for years for this moment," Alyssa says with an evil grin spreading across her face at the sorry vulnerable state of her former boss.
PART 5: Marcello is gobsmacked as the women have locked a chastity device around his genitals. He's consumed with a sense of terror that his precious cock which women have worshipped is now fully under the control of these ladies. Any sexual pleasure or release he experiences from now on will be regulated by them as he cedes to their absolute authority.
In terror, Marcello grabs his now shackled cock and stares in the women in amazement. HOW DARE THEY DO THIS TO HIM!!!
"Take this off immediately you witches!" he desperately shouts gazing fearfully down at his locked dick.
"Remember that you're MY employee now," Tarana says firmly. "And for the welfare of this company I'm keeping your cock restrained. Because you clearly can't control it yourself! And let me remind you, I can have you thrown out of this building on your bare arse in a second. You'll not only be stripped of your job, but your home and family."
"You... you wouldn't really do that, would you?" he says in a trembling voice. The reality of his perilous situation sinks in.
"Don't test her," Alyssa says. "And I have records of your sexual harassment of the staff which I can make public. You'll never work again!"
Tarana gestures to his dick, "And it's not like you have much choice now. That filthy appendage is locked and only I have the key. If I throw it away you'll never be free again!"
"You'll follow our every command. Now get down on your knees you pig!"
Marcello is so consumed with fear he immediately complies. His heart is pounding like mad and his limbs are trembling with frustration and terror.
The device painfully clenches around his tender genitals. He'll be aware every moment of the day that he's chained up like this and belongs to these women.
"Head down and stick your arse out!" Tarana orders while assessing his rump.
"You need to understand you're our bitch now," she says parting his arse cheeks. "And I know exactly what to do."
He doesn't know what she's talking about but he's aware of how perilously exposed his arsehole is now.
Suddenly he feels a blunt object being pressed against his sphincter. He desperately wonders what it is!
"Don't fight me you useless swine!" Tarana demands pressing it into him.
The vibrator slides in and every muscle in Marcello's body seizes up in panic. "What the fuck?!" he shouts.
Tarana feels how resistant his hole is to the intrusion but she presses it insistently inside him.
"OWE! STOP! PLEASE!" he begs.
"Stop whining you lazy bastard," Tarana says pushing it further inside him.
It's like an explosion inside his body he's so shocked by the sensation of having his virgin arse fucked for the first time.
"You've fucked plenty of your female employees, haven't you?" Tarana taunts him. "Well now it's time for you to be fucked in turn!"
She presses the vibrator deep inside him making Marcello moan.
"And I think it's time you showed your administrative assistant a little more respect," Tarana adds grinning conspiratorially at Alyssa.
"You're going to worship her now like she's a goddess!" she demands.
She rams the vibrator in further emphasising her supreme dominance over him and enjoying the sensation of his muscular body shuddering beneath her.
"Get your face down and kiss her shoes or I'll keep fucking you all afternoon!" she says gripping his shoulder.
Before Marcello can protest she pushes his head down and in fear of incurring her wrath he presses his lips to Alyssa's shoe.
She slides the vibrator out a little and turns it on. Suddenly he feels a buzzing deep in his arse and his entire body is on the alert.
He desperately kisses and licks her shoe hoping it will make the fucking stop while Alyssa gazes down at him with utter satisfaction and pleasure.
Just this morning this pompous bastard was ordering her around and slobbering over her tits. Now here he is stark naked, worshipping her feet and getting fucked before her eyes!
At the same time as his arse is being pierced he can feel his dick pressing tightly against the restraints of the chastity device which is denying him any pleasure he might get from this.
"You're only here to please us ladies now, do you understand?!" Tarana thunders.
"Your filthy little prick is going to stay locked up for as long as we want!"
"Yes, mistress!" he gasps and kisses Alyssa's shoe again.
"Kiss it properly you lazy bitch!" she slaps his back and drives the vibrator deeper into his arse.
It's going so far in he can feel his insides being stimulated by the electric hum of the instrument.
He cries into Alyssa's shoes while licking them tasting the dirt and grime collected there coating his tongue. "Tell us how worthless you are!" Tarana demands.
"I'm useless! I'm nothing but your filthy bitch!" he cries as she rams the vibrator repeatedly up his arsehole.
"Look how much you've fallen! You've never been anything but a lecherous little cunt!" Alyssa laughs.
"Stop your whining! Take it like a man!" Alyssa shouts driving the vibrator up him while he shudders and cries.
Marcello feels himself flattened out naked on the floor as these women tower over him, mocking and humiliating him. It's making him really start to believe that this is where he belongs and all that he's good for.
PART 6: Now they've got him in this compromising position vengeful Tarana and Alyssa are going to sexually use businessman Marcello and thoroughly humiliate him! It's a challenge to his masculine ego to have his arse screwed by these confident ladies. All he can do is hang his head in shame as he experiences the mind blowing sensation of being penetrated for the first time!
"You deserve to be fucked every day like this from now on," Tarana says driving the vibrator up his arse.
She pushes him down so his face is flat against the scratchy office rug and all he can see are the shoes of Alyssa who towers above him.
The metal clamp of the cock cage bites into his sensitive flesh while he feels his arse being split in two!
"Kiss her shoes you filthy bitch," Tarana demands smacking his arse.
He plants his lips on her high heeled shoes while groaning and crying.
She drives the vibrator all the way in and he can feel the blunt instrument buzzing against his prostate.
"Owe, no! Please! I can't take anymore!"
"You whining lazy bastard," Alyssa sneers down at him. "You never took no as an answer from any of the women in this building you screwed! So we're not going to listen to you now!"
"Worship her! That's all your good for now," Tarana says pushing him down.
He feels the humiliation of his position through his whole body as he plants his lips on her shoes.
"You're enjoying this aren't you? You filthy bastard," Tarana says.
She draws the vibrator out of his arse and suddenly gets a wickedly filthy idea.
The instrument is moist and smells of the inside of his arse.
"OPEN YOUR MOUTH!"
Marcello instantly obeys and she rams the vibrator in his gob.
He instantly heaves at the tangy taste of the vibrator which was just lodged up his rectum.
"SUCK IT!" Tarana grips his neck and insists.
He feels it coating his mouth and the whiff of his arse rises up to his nostrils.
She rubs it all around the inside of his mouth making him clean it completely.
"Like the taste of your own arse you filthy bastard? What a disgusting pig you are!"
His heart is racing as he feels himself sinking into this new lowly shame.
"Think of all the women you've made suck your dirty cock? Maybe we should make you suck off all the office boys in the building?"
"Oh look some of your arse juice is still on the shaft. Clean it!"
He obediently sucks the sides of the vibrator till his mouth is utterly filled with that sour taste.
He's utterly revolted as the women laugh at his complete humiliation.
Marcello coughs and splutters wanting to rid himself of the taste but there's no way to get it out of his mouth.
"What a poor job you've done," Tarana tuts. "If you don't perform your new job adequately at this company you'll be punished."
He gasps wanting to collapse on the floor. How much more punishment can they possibly give him?!
"Bend over the desk!"
His limbs feel leaden and useless. The overwhelming shame has completely sapped him of all his energy. Tarana must drag him over to the desk.
"Present your arse you slut!"
"A few whacks will do nicely!"
The women gaze lustfully at that big round pale target of an arse.
She swings the ruler through the air with all her might.
It cracks against his arse cheek sending a sharp pain through his whole body.
The women grin in satisfaction as she smacks him again and again.
He clenches his cheeks together but there's no way to protect himself from her vicious assault.
His dick and balls feel numb after having been continuously bound up in the cock cage.
"If anyone deserves to discipline this ungrateful slut it's you," Tarana says sweetly handing the ruler over to Alyssa.
How many times has she dreamed of this? Having her boss stark naked and vulnerable beneath her. And now she can take her full revenge on him!
PART 7: Alyssa has worked as Marcello's assistant for many years and has had to endure so much pervy behaviour from him. He frequently makes her bend over or stands over her desk staring down at her cleavage. But now the tables are turned and she has him fully stripped down! New executive Tarana invites Alyssa to discipline him in the way she's always dreamed of!
Marcello flattens his chest against the desk and Alyssa gazes with relish at his bare vulnerable arse while taking the ruler from Tarana.
She channels all her anger and revenge at her pervy boss taking a powerful swing.
SMACK!
The ruler hits his bare arse causing an agonizing sharp sting.
He tries to manoeuvre away from the beating but Tarana holds him firmly in place.
Alyssa mercilessly hits him again and loves watching his pale hairy bottom squirm in anguish.
For so long he's made her feel vulnerable at his mercy and now she's finally got him right where she wants him!
She swings the ruler at him again revelling in the way it whacks his bare skin causing a ripple in his fleshy bottom and makes him buck against the desk.
Tarana holds him steady feeling him quake against the onslaught but he's powerless to stop it.
Alyssa slaps him from different angles keeping him on his toes and never knowing where the beating will come from next.
"You're causing those pale cheeks to blush," Tarana says in admiration.
Coupled with the acute pain from the spanking is the all consuming humiliation of being beaten by this woman who has worked under him for so long.
The metal chastity device cuts further into the very sensitive skin of his dick and balls as his body jerks against the desk every time he's hit.
"Maybe we should bring him in for a daily spanking. Teach the dirty bastard to obey!" Tarana says gazing at his beaten arse.
"I'll gladly oversee this!" Alyssa lays into him smacking him rapidly and repeatedly.
Marcello imagines having his naked body taken in hand and controlled by these women every day from now on. There's something liberating and exciting about this.
"Give your arm a rest and let me take over," Tarana offers.
"I'll give this fool what for!"
She spanks him so rapidly that Marcello starts moaning and can only brace his body against the rapid fire assault.
He feels the smacks through his whole naked body and the women's deep pleasure in controlling him so totally.
"Look at the disgusting slut wiggling his bum. He loves it!" Tarana teases.
Alyssa giggles delighting in watching Marcello being treated in such a derogatory way.
"This arse isn't good for anything other than fucking and spanking!" Tarana says smacking him.
"Marcello can be the company bum boy of the month!" Alyssa says patting his back.
The women laugh relishing their power over him and seeing his lightly furry arse turn red.
He imagines the entire office building watching him be spanked. All that respect he's earned over the years over in a flash as he's permanently ruined!
"To commemorate this maybe I'll post a picture of his smacked arse on the canteen wall and send it out in the company newsletter!" Tarana offers.
"He won't be able to sit down without feeling sore for weeks!"
After having his arse fucked and his cheeks beaten Marcello knows this is true. Every time he feels the sting of his arse sitting down he'll recall this utterly humiliating moment.
"Your arse will hurt so much you'll only be able to kneel at our desks!"
She shows no mercy whacking his arse over and over.
He can feel the skin actually burning! His arse is so tenderized even a wisp of cool air stings.
"Up you lazy fucker and show us that shackled dick," Tarana demands.
"You'll never use this thing again without our permission," she promises scooping up his caged cock.
"It looks so pathetic in that contraption doesn't it?!" Alyssa says chuckling.
His great pride and joy has been reduced to this!
"He used to go around the office sticking this thing in any woman here who wanted a promotion," Alyssa says.
"Now see at how pathetic he looks!" Tarana snickers and Marcello winces in shame.
"I bet he wishes he could get an erection," she says stroking his shaft at the base.
"Shall we milk the bastard or never let his cock free again?" Tarana wonders aloud to Alyssa. "You decide..."
PART 8: Tarana and Alyssa beam with the power they have over Marcello, especially keeping his pride and joy locked in a chastity device. This white collar thug has spent so much time swaggering around the office showing off his package to all the female interns. Now his manhood is locked up and can't be unleashed without the ladies' permission.
"He's waved his dick in the face of every woman in the office," Alyssa says. "I'd like to see him play with it like a disgusting little pervert."
Tarana weighs his locked cock in her hand, "Shall I free this thing? Then he'll know the only pleasure he can get will be when we allow it!"
"It looks so useless and pathetic when caged like this!"
She squeezes it so the metal bites into his sensitive dick and balls.
"With his dick locked up like this he's aware every second how he's controlled by us!"
"You won't be able to harass the women in this building with that little menace between your legs anymore!" Alyssa says with satisfaction.
Marcello looks humbly at this woman who is glowing with her newfound power as Tarana unlocks the device.
He feels a blissful relief as the cage comes off his sore dick.
"Look at how pathetic and small it is now!" Tarana mocks him.
"Everyone in the office is going to see what a sorry excuse you are for a man now!"
"It's barely bigger than my little finger! Can you even wank it? Go on and try."
Marcello's dick is tender from being locked up and he's consumed with complete humiliation.
He takes hold of his dick and it feels incredibly sensitive.
A rush of desire goes through him as he handles himself at these ladies' command.
"You disgusting wanker! Expect the women in this company to be impressed by that? You're pathetic!"
"You don't even belong on our level! Let go of it!"
Marcello instantly releases his cock longing to jerk off for them and give them pleasure.
"Get down you swine," Tarana sneers and both women push him down.
He's aware of how small and weak he is stark naked between these two strong businesswomen.
They revel at the sight of him crouched naked beneath them like a lowly worm. "Go on and wank yourself," Tarana commands.
He takes hold of his dick and stares at their long feminine legs and shoes.
They're so beautiful and powerful he's consumed with desire.
He feels with every fibre of his being how pathetic and perverted he is.
"We could crush your dick beneath our shoes," Alyssa says. "Stamp on your pride and joy!"
"That's all that sorry thing between your legs is good for," she laughs.
He squeezes and tugs his cock which grows thick in his hand as he gazes at the women's legs.
"Don't even look at us! You don't deserve to see our bodies," Tarana says pushing his head down.
"You spent so much time looking at my tits. Now you can only dream about them," Alyssa adds.
From his new lowly stance he feels like a disgusting naked creature crawling at the floor desperate for these towering women's attention.
His body is consumed with desire and his dick feels so stiff and alive.
"From now on we'll control your balls. You can only unload them when we command. Do you understand?"
"Yes mistresses," he says glancing up at Alyssa's beautiful large breasts.
He looks at Tarana's body wanting her so badly.
"What are you doing you disgusting wretch?" Tarana says smacking the back of his head. "Keep your eyes down. You don't deserve to look at us."
Marcello does as ordered. Staring at the ground and stroking himself.
"Make it very hard for us," Tarana says. "I want to see how big it gets."
He desperately jerks his dick desperately wanting to get off.
"Don't you dare cum," Alyssa warns. "This is about our pleasure. Not yours you selfish prick. You won't be able to unload your balls again unless we allow it."
PART 9: Once Marcello lost his suit he also lost all his power in this office. Now the confident women have him on his knees stroking and humbling himself for their pleasure and gratification! He's bursting with desire but it's now under the firm control of these imposing ladies who not only hold his job in their hands but also his ability to have any sexual relief.
"Look at me you wimp," Tarana demands pulling his head back and making him face her.
"I know you want me but you can never have me," she says with satisfaction watching him shamelessly stroke himself and press his naked body against her.
Previously Marcello could demand that Alyssa expose herself for him but now he knows he can never see her body again. Instead he is the one stripped and living only to please her.
His dick throbs in his fist while he stares at these towering goddesses.
He wants so badly to cum but they've warned him he's not to do this until they allow it.
"You're not permitted to ejaculate yet," Tarana reminds him. "Until you beg."
"Please... please may I cum Miss???" he asks desperately.
"He's like a shameless monkey playing with himself," Alyssa mocks him.
The women are getting off on teasing him and controlling his desire so firmly.
His dick is throbbing hot in his need to get off.
Tarana is thrilled she's driven him to the edge now seeing him hold his stiff cock as he begs "Please! Please!"
"You may cum now..."
Instantly sperm shoots from his cock as he feels the blissful relief.
He stares at their beautiful feminine legs and his mess sprays everywhere!
"You disgusting pig!" she laughs gripping the back of his neck.
His cum splashes onto the floor and the ladies' shoes.
It's the most powerful ejaculation he's ever experienced!
He groans with the incomparable relief and feeling himself beneath these women.
He strokes his dick emptying his balls completely.
"Look at that mess! Aren't you ashamed?" Tarana says. "Get down and lick it up!"
Without even thinking he instantly obeys.
He stares at the droplets of sperm which are spread across their shoes and feet.
"Clean up your mess! Lap it up!"
He slides his tongue over her shoe tasting himself there.
He's piercingly aware of how lowly this is, how licking up his own sperm is such a filthy act yet he feels the thrill coursing through him of being completely controlled by these ladies and performing the degrading task.
"Lick your coworkers shoes as well!" Tarana demands.
She presses him down wanting to see his fully naked muscular form serving Alyssa.
He kisses her shoe and licks the sticky fluid from her shoe and feet.
"You swine! Lick it all!" Alyssa demands.
He desperately complies licking their feet and his nostrils are filled with the scent of their shoes.
Tarana tuts and struts away, "I don't know if you've done enough to deserve your job anymore."
He panics knowing he's down everything he can to comply and satisfy them. If he loses his job now he'll be nothing but a naked pervert thrown out onto the street.
"We'll consider your aptitude on a daily basis. You must present yourself naked first thing in the morning. Then we'll decide if we wish to keep you or dispose of you..."
"And you're no longer allowed to wear a suit in the office," she says tossing his clothes aside.
He gasps imagining walking through the entire office building naked with all his colleagues laughing and mocking him.
"Now get out of here. You disgust me," she says putting her feet on the desk which was once his own.
He feels utterly crushed and helpless. Everything about his life is now under these ladies' control!
Meekly, Marcello leaves the office with his still throbbing dick dangling between his legs.
The women chuckle eyeing up his pert bum as he leaves.
"That arse belongs to us now!" Tarana says triumphantly.
"Won't it be delicious using that big naked oaf from now on?" Alyssa laughs already looking forward to tomorrow's working day.
