First Day
Ryan is a very conscientious and hard worker. Like many men who have a large stature, this fresh young graduate is very shy because he always stands out so prominently. He wants badly to make a good impression on his new co-workers and is determined to succeed in any challenge they give him.
The office girls are sat at their desks appearing to work very hard when in actual fact most of them are chatting on instant messenger or updating their status on social networking sites.
Cheryl is the only one working really hard because she has a deadline to meet.
Sarah updates her status as: Sarah Johnson is bored as hell and could use a cocktail about now.
Samantha chats with a close friend online about how she caught her boyfriend cheating again and how she'd like to teach him a good lesson by taking him over her knee.
The girls hear Antonia marching into the office. They quickly minimize their online conversations and open office documents to browse through.
"Listen up, girls," Antonia announces.
"This is Ryan the new intern. Please make him feel welcome and keep him busy."
Ryan smiles bashfully at the team of girls who stare quizzically up at him.
He can feel their eyes travelling up and down his body. He always has the same reaction from people surprised at how tall he is. It always makes him self conscious.
Hilary gives him a naughty grin, "Welcome Ryan. Ready for your first day?"
"Yes!" he answers enthusiastically. "I'm so glad to get this job. There isn't much out there."
He takes off his jacket feeling himself sweating nervously.
The girls watch his every move, fascinated by this young stud.
The girls notice something strange around his wrist.
"Hey, what's this? Been to a party over the weekend?" Sarah enquires grabbing his wrist.
"Oh, I've taken an oath not to have sex till I'm married. This is a symbol of chastity," he explains proudly.
Sarah instantly glances over at her workmates and the girls exchange knowing smiles.
A fresh male virgin in their office!
Ryan is used to people finding his commitment to purity funny, but his personal moral beliefs are something he is very serious about and he refuses to hide it.
"Well, we have plenty for you to do," Samantha moves the conversation along. "First, reorganize those files alphabetically."
Cheryl leads him to a cabinet containing a year's worth of documents.
She indicates the mess of papers no one has bothered to sort properly while also gaping at how enormous and manly he looks from close up.
He looks at the pile of documents with dismay, thinking it will take all day to sort them into some order.
Ryan can't make out what the girls think about him yet. He resolves to get down to work and show them how industrious he is.
He tries to work out a system sorting through the clients by names to alphabetize them. He hopes if he crouches down in the corner he can just get on with it without anyone noticing him.
The girls walk by just to have an excuse to get an eyeful of the new boy.
His big firm arse points out and all the girls take notice of it.
They smile at each other. Sarah can't stop thinking about his virginal status and Samantha enjoys the opportunity to boss a man about since her boyfriend is giving her such trouble.
Cheryl finds Ryan a welcome distraction from her heavy workload and Hilary contemplates giving this new boy some good natured teasing to break him in.
Hunched over the dusty files and flipping through them Ryan begins to sweat more. The office is warm as the girls like to keep the heat on at all times.
"Ryan. Oh Ryan! Staple these reports," Hilary requests and makes sure she has his attention.
Although he was in the middle of organizing the other documents, he hurries over to help out.
Ryan really wants to prove what a good worker and team player he is.
He's also intimidated by how busy and professional these women look.
He feels fragile and vulnerable like he could be crushed at any second beneath their stilettos.
As carefully as possible he straightens the pile of papers to staple them together perfectly.
Before he's had a chance to finish the first task Sarah chirps up, "Ryan! Ryan, photocopy these graphics."
He takes the documents uncertainly, but smiles and nods to her.
He's not sure which tasks should be his priority or who is the most important person in this office.
Sarah smiles mysteriously at him. Is she being friendly or is he being teased?
He carefully balances the pile of papers while trying to figure out how to work the complicated photocopy machine.
Ryan sweats nervously knowing that he can't admit he doesn't know how to work a simple machine.
He's part way through the second task when... "Ryan, make us coffee," Samantha demands.
No sooner has he put the piles of documents down than he's dashing over to fetch the girls coffee mugs.
Her face is smiling and entreating, but he can tell if he were to refuse there might be trouble.
He's flustered and uncertain trying to keep all the tasks straight in his mind.
The girls glance at each other smiling. Having an intern is like having their own slave!
As carefully as he can, Ryan tries to balance all of the women's mugs on his little tray.
Just the fear of dropping them is causing his hands to tremble uncontrollably and he watches in horror as the mugs shift and clink against each other precariously.
"Ryan! Ryan!," Hilary calls. "Fetch us more pens."
"Ryan, refill the paper in the printer."
"Ryan, fax these documents."
He's faced with another mechanical device that he doesn't have a clue how to work. He jams the paper in hopefully, but knows he must be messing up.
The machine makes a horrible grinding noise and Ryan panics that everyone can hear.
He rushes to and fro around the office sweating and trying not to make any mistakes. He never expected office life to be so fast-paced. He knows he has to keep up with them or it might be his last day.
"Ryan, go to the stores and fetch me a tin of tartan paint and a box of holes," Hilary commands.
"A box of 50 will do."
He has no idea what she's talking about, but her expression is so severe he's too nervous to ask questions. He repeats the order over and over to himself so he won't forget it.
"And make it quick! There's a darling."
Ryan hurries out of the office in a rush with the girls looking on smiling excitedly. Finally, something to liven up their dull office day!
Ryan has been sent out on a fool's errand. The girls are thrilled to toy with this handsome new intern knowing the gentle giant will immediately submit to whatever they demand of him. He trusts that the confident professional ladies are very busy and that he has to start at the bottom if he wants to get to the top.
Having spent the morning wasting time on social websites and chatting with friends online the girls grin mischievously at each other.
Hilary chuckles at her own joke having ordered the eager young man to go shopping for a box of holes and a tin of tartan paint.
After nearly twenty minutes, Ryan sheepishly returns back empty-handed. He feels like a fool and that everyone is looking at him as he shamefully approaches Hilary.
"Ryan, you were a long time," Hilary chides.
"Got everything?" she asks staring at his empty hands.
"Erm..." he stutters nervously. "I couldn't find any tartan paint... erm..?"
Hilary's thunderous look makes him want to shrink back with his tail between his legs. "What?" she says angrily.
"Well just give me the box of holes then," she demands.
"Erm..." Ryan has no idea what she is talking about, but he's terrified to admit it.
Hilary becomes really cross, "Ryan, don't tell me you've failed at that too?"
He feels a wave of dread and guilt wash over him. "Look," she says impatiently.
She pushes a piece of paper against her ring binder.
"See? No holes!" she says in exasperation. Ryan feels like the biggest fool on the planet.
But, before he can apologize, Sarah interjects, "Ryan, my printer isn't working. Get under my desk and check the wires."
Ryan is frazzled as he doesn't know much about wiring and computers.
He crawls down on his knees and is relieved to be temporarily not the centre of all the demanding women's attention.
"Yeah, see if you can at least do THAT!" Hilary mocks.
The girls have another good chance to check out the young man's firm behind.
He looks at the profusion of wires criss-crossing each other and tangled under the desk.
His mind is so muddled he can't make out which wire goes where.
Samantha walks back into the office and the girls work steadily on, grinning to themselves about Ryan scrabbling around on the floor.
As he hunches forward trying to trace where the printer cable leads to he bumps his head on the edge of Samantha's desk.
Samantha flinches in surprise seeing him down there.
"Ryan, what are you doing under there? Get up immediately," she says angrily.
Ryan rubs the bump on his head and feels a pang of fear seeing that he's upset her. "I was fixing the wires," he hastily explains.
"Do you think I was born yesterday? You were looking under my skirt weren't you?" she accuses him.
"No no! I swear!" he says desperately, mortified that she might think such a thing.
"Ryan! I asked you to fix my printer, not act like a pervert!" Sarah says in disgust. Ryan feels his blood rushing in fear and his face goes hot.
"He didn't even get the holes for my binder," Hilary adds.
"But they weren't there," Ryan tries to explain.
"How many do you need?"
"One or two would do for now."
With a sly grin Samantha says to Ryan, "I think you can donate a hole can't you."
"How do you mean?" he answers confused.
"You have at least one hole on you that you can give to Hilary," Samantha stands. Even though he's much taller than her, he feels intimidated by this beautiful powerful business woman.
"Unless you want me to make an official complaint about you?"
Ryan freezes in fear thinking about the consequences of losing his new internship on his first day. He was lucky to get this job because there's so little out there. He'll have to leave the new apartment he just signed a lease on and move back in with his family.
Losing this job would be too terrifying. He'll do whatever he can to keep it. The girls circle around him and suddenly it's like his collar is hot and tight around his neck nearly choking him.
They pull his shirt open. Ryan tries to call out in surprise, but the girls silence him.
He stares in horror as the women suddenly yank it open to stare at his hard masculine chest.
Ryan panics and feels an adrenaline rush as things have suddenly gotten out of his control. The women hold him from all sides.
He's shocked by the greedy turned-on looks of the ladies as they stare at his exposed chest.
They peel the shirt off him. He quickly looks around at them all in terror feeling his heart pounding frantically.
Grinning Samantha teases his nipple and he feels the nub of it going hard.
He tries to yell for her to stop underneath the hand gagging him as she grabs his belt buckle and yanks it open.
He hears the girls exclaiming in surprise as she opens his trousers.
Samantha eagerly tears his trousers open so they can all get a look.
Ryan is overcome with painful embarrassment as they all stare at the bulge in his pants.
His skin tingles all over as the women stroke his body and press very close to him. He feels so violated and self conscious.
Samantha trails her finger down his taut stomach down to his crotch. He feels his genitals bulging out prominently under the women's enthralled gaze.
"No no!" he protests as she slowly pulls open his underwear.
The women ignore his pleas and Samantha slides down his underwear so that his genitals fall into view.
They gasp seeing this fit man's penis and balls fully on display.
Ryan is petrified as the women gawk at his cock. These women have fully revealed him! Right here in the middle of the office! His stomach churns in panic.
The women lustfully reach out to grope his muscular body and feel his weighty genitals.
Hilary grasps his penis making him moan. His cock is very sensitive and he's terrified that he might grow an erection right in front of them. Or worse!
He can feel the blood rushing to his cock as Hilary greedily strokes it.
Staring down into her beautiful face he's overcome with desire. "Now where's that hole you're giving me," she demands.
"Start with the one in his dick," Sarah says.
The women surround him and Ryan is trembling and sweating as the women take command of his body. He's paralyzed with fear wondering frantically what they are going to do with him.
Ryan can't understand how things spiralled out of control so quickly. The women's chores became more and more demanding, until they forcibly removed his clothes. And now he's stark naked in the middle of the office. There's no way to leave or stop himself from being molested by his superiors in the workplace.
The women grab for Ryan's cock as though it were a toy and begin stroking it.
With the women swarming all around him and their hands stroking every inch of his naked body, Ryan is overwhelmed by this mind blowing experience.
They laugh, squeeze his nipples and grope his muscular flesh.
His nipple feels very sensitive as Samantha twists and squeezes it causing a deep warm sensation in his body he hasn't felt before.
Ryan has worked very hard his entire life to remain a virgin because he doesn't want to have sex until he meets the perfect woman. But he finds himself very turned on by these sexily dressed office workers.
They stroke his muscles admiringly and toy with his cock.
Ryan is lightheaded with desire, totally overcome by the sensation of being so exposed and taken advantage of right here in the open.
His balls feel incredibly full from all those years of abstinence and now the girls pinch and pull them mischievously.
His body shudders with pleasure as Samantha gently slides her finger down the length of his cock.
"I can't believe he's never had sex," Hilary exclaims staring at his dick.
"We must be the first women to see his virgin penis," Samantha says. "Let's show the other girls in the building."
Ryan wonders how they intend to do this. He is startled by how the women are talking, taunting and teasing him. But they are only arousing him more as they increase his overwhelming feeling of self consciousness.
The women push him over the photocopier laughing wildly.
Ryan's blood is racing as he's shoved down onto the cold glass surface of the photocopier.
Samantha laughs wickedly getting a perverse pleasure out of causing this handsome young intern the most excruciating embarrassment of his life.
They hold him down and press the copy button. Ryan can feel his head spinning; the sensation of being sexually bullied is so overwhelming.
The photocopier makes a buzzing sound and a light flickers as it scans his naked crotch and torso.
He trembles seeing the paper slide out. His private parts which he's taken such care to protect and hide his whole life are now recorded!
"Did it work? Let's see!" the women eagerly say grabbing for the paper.
They stare at the image of his penis and balls flattened against the copier howling with laughter.
Hilary shows it around. Ryan's cheeks burn in shame.
"That is adorable!" Sarah says.
Ryan feels the women stroking his body and their wicked laughter rings in his ears. His stomach sinks in shame hearing his privates being judged.
"Audrey on the third floor is going to love that!" Samantha says. "Let's give her a copy to pin to her notice board."
Ryan is crushed imagining a picture of his penis up on a board being viewed by anyone who passes by.
"I think we can do better than this," Hilary says.
"Let's make sure his cock is in the perfect position," Samantha says turning him over.
She reaches under and moves his cock so it will be central and pointed up so that his entire shaft and balls will show up on the photocopied image.
Ryan is disgusted that his penis is being manipulated and shifted around so carelessly. He wanted his first time with a woman to be special and these women are making him feel like nothing more than a cheap object.
"Stop squirming," Samantha says. He winces as he feels his balls being squashed against the glass.
She presses his arse cheeks down to make sure his genitals are spread fully on display.
He feels like the wind has been knocked out of him with his privates being flattened.
The women laugh at him as he turns away and kicks his legs in agony. They press the copy button again.
He sees the light flash and knows that it's scanning every inch of his groin.
With every second, Ryan feels more intensely the enormity of what's happening and how he's going to have to deal with this every day from now on at his job.
Hilary laughs seeing his cock and balls copied and enlarged on the page.
She proudly shows the other girls who gawk at the incredible image.
"You can definitely see the 'hole' of his penis in that one," Sarah says sniggering. "Let's send these around the whole office building so everyone knows what his willy looks like."
"No please!" Ryan pleads.
"I really need two holes," Hilary says.
The women coo excitedly, "Yes yes!"
Ryan is confused and doesn't understand what they mean. All he knows is that he feels overwhelmingly violated and every second of his exposure is agonizingly embarrassing for him.
The women pull their new naked colleague off from the photocopier and firmly hold him between them. Ryan is hyper-aware of how completely exposed he is in the middle of this office with all the women gazing sensuously at his virgin cock and arse.
Ryan watches Hilary grin to herself and walk to the women's cluster of desks. She is confident and sly, he wonders desperately what she's planning.
She opens her special bottom drawer and looks through her selection.
She fetches some for each of the women to wear. Everyone should have a turn with the new intern.
Ryan stares in confusion at the instruments wondering what they are.
He watches in horror as they hold the strap-ons up to their waists trying them on for size.
The realization about what they are planning to do with them suddenly hits him. It's like he's been struck by lightening and every inch of his skin feels incredibly sensitive and vulnerable.
The women laugh and climb into their strap-ons.
They look terrifyingly intimidating and threatening to the astonished intern.
Ryan trembles as the women stroke and wave their strap-ons at him. "Yours isn't much compared to ours, is it?" Hilary mockingly asks.
His head whips back and forth in horror staring at the enormous instruments and is pushed forward by Cheryl.
He gasps as he's bent over with his arms wrenched behind his back. His heart pounds frantically and his entire naked body feels agonizingly vulnerable.
The women grab hold of his plump arse cheeks and pull them apart.
He feels his arsehole exposed to the air and all the women cooing over it.
Hilary says eagerly, "Let's open him up."
Ryan feels a jolt through his whole body as she invasively shoves her finger into his tender hole.
His body seizes up feeling her finger slide up into him. This feels so wrong!
He moans and hears the group of women laughing perversely as they invade his arse, their sharp fingers pressing into the most sensitive spot on his body.
"Feel that tight virgin hole!"
The sensation of a cold hard object pressing against his sphincter makes him howl in resistance.
It feels like his body is being split apart as it's jammed up into his anus.
Ryan grunts in pain and feels his insides twisting up. Every muscle in his body tightens receiving it.
His face burns in shame as the women grab him from all sides holding him down and turning him into their fuck toy.
Hilary cries out triumphantly and pumps his arse, his hard muscular body bent beneath her.
He feels Cheryl holding him and rubbing the back of his head like he's her new pet and she can treat him however she pleases.
Hilary pulls out and Ryan breaths a huge sigh of relief to have the big blunt object out of his tender arse.
But he feels a white hot panic through his whole body as Samantha immediately steps up ready to have a go at their captive virginal man.
He desperately tries to break free of them, but they hold him firmly in place. He feels the terrifying sensation of the strap-on pressing against his resistant hole.
Samantha plunges in his now stretched anus and begins excitedly fucking him.
She thrusts in as deep as possible and Ryan feels his insides being expanded.
The sensation of being fucked in the middle of their normal office is mind-blowing for Ryan who has never had sex with a woman.
Now here he is naked and being violently sexually used by this gang of perverse ladies, his body violated in the most invasively intimate way imaginable.
The women howl with excitement screwing him. His arse is burning with the quick thrusting jolts up inside him.
Samantha seizes hold of him and grinds vigorously into him.
Ryan feels small and weak compared to these triumphant powerful women. Unable to fight any longer he stops clenching his arse and allows them to fuck him.
Sarah positions herself behind him and straddles the bent naked man.
Sarah is delighted to find his arsehole nicely loosened up so she can plunge straight in.
Ryan feels her big thick strap-on touching a sensitive spot deep inside him which has never been touched before.
"Suck on this, intern!"
Ryan tightens his lips and turns his head as she pushes the strap-on up in his face. He can smell the scent of his arse on it.
She shoves his head down on it and makes him take it fully in his mouth. It tastes bitter and disgusting being thrust up into his mouth.
She shoves it deep in his mouth so it nearly chokes him hitting the back of his throat. Tears leak down his face as he feels so completely and utterly ashamed.
He coughs and splutters, the taste of the strap-on so recently thrust up his arse coating his tongue.
The women grope and claw at every part of his naked body. Ryan feels himself agonizingly pinned between these strong confident women who have taken ownership of him.
Unheard, Antonia enters to the sound of violent grunting and panting. She looks around frantically wondering what is going on.
She stares in astonishment at the naked man being spit-roasted before her by the laughing women.
They continue to wildly fuck him, his bent naked body crushed between them as they greedily take pleasure from his body.
"What is this?" she asks in horror.
The girls gasp having been caught and quickly pull their strap-ons out of him.
Tears stream down Ryan's face. Having been caught he can see clearly that his career is ruined right as it was getting started. He'll never be anything more than these women's fuck slave.
His arse still sore from the relentless fucking by the confident women with their strap-ons, Ryan feels completely beaten. But maybe, just maybe he can explain the situation to his strict boss Antonia. Whatever he has to do he just can't lose this job...
The women gasp at having been discovered by Antonia. Ryan feels sick to his stomach seeing the stern expression on her face.
"What the hell is going on?" she demands.
Tears stream down Ryan's face as he tries desperately to think of a way of explaining what's been going on. The rest of the women meanwhile keep silent.
Antonia stares openly at his dangling cock and balls sending a shiver of fear up Ryan's back and making him blush with embarrassment.
"You disgusting boy!" she says aggressively.
"I should send you straight back to the employment agency like this."
Ryan falls to his knees and begs Antonia to reconsider. "No, please!" he pleads.
"Well, I suppose I could give you one more chance to prove yourself. What do you say girls?"
Ryan feels a small glimmer of hope. Perhaps he won't be fired after all. He resolves himself to work as hard as possible at whatever task Antonia assigns him no matter how menial.
Ryan watches bemused as Antonia hitches up her skirt. What could she possibly be doing?
Antonia grins broadly as her own strap-on pops out from under her skirt.
Ryan stares in horror. She can't really be about to do to him what the other women did can she?
With a sinking feeling he realises that he has no choice. The sense of shame almost paralyses him and he's painfully aware of the women around him laughing raucously.
The women manhandle him onto a desk. He stares up with fear as Antonia looms over him - this sophisticated women completely in charge.
Wasting no time she grabs his legs and hoists them up in the air. Ryan can do nothing except try to prepare himself for what's to come.
"Right then, let's see what you're made of!" taunts Antonia much to the delight of her colleagues.
She takes a step back and angles her strap-on to line up with his arsehole. The women watch excitedly, turned on seeing this big sexy man used as a fuck slave.
Ryan feels the hard object rammed inside his arse which still smarts from the rough fucking he received earlier.
The strap-on goes deeper. Somehow this feels even worse than before, as though his last shred of dignity has been taken from him. His new boss, the woman ultimately in charge is penetrating his virgin arse in front of the whole office!
Antonia loves the sense of power she has over the young stud and stares down with pleasure at his lithe, athletic body.
She thrusts hard, forcing her way right inside.
Ryan tries to fight back the tears but cannot stop them streaming down his face as he moans in pain.
Antonia berates him with every thrust. "Must. Work. Harder. Ryan." The others laugh gleefully.
His entire body is alive with sensation. His back aches terribly from lying on the cold hard desk. While Antonia's strap-on keeps touching him in a place that causes strange new feelings to shoot through him.
"Stop snivelling! I've no room for weakness in my team!"
The relentless pounding of Ryan's arse continues. He's not sure how much more he can take.
How much more must he endure? Surely he's proved himself worthy of the job? He's done everything they've asked!
"Do you really think you're up to this job Ryan?" she questions.
Ryan stammers, "Please. Yes. I can do it."
Antonia slides out of him and lets his legs drop. Fixing him with her stern gaze she looks as though she's making a very important decision.
"Well, as long as your work improves I guess you can keep your job. As the office fuck-toy. See you back here 9am sharp!"
Ryan envisions his future with the company, working naked every day at the beck and call of these powerful women, made to satisfy their every demand. It's going to be a tough job, but better than being unemployed...
