She listens to him, cringes as he works her skirt open. After he looks up at her, she looks away. She can’t look at him as he takes her panties down. ‘Another instruction. I better follow.’ She nods and whispers, “Yes Sir,” as she moves to his desk. Her eyes dance around the room, avoiding his face. Her face shows her discomfort at his touch. His fingers graze her moist lips. ‘He knows I was enjoying it. He’s only asking to taunt me.’ With her eyes still averted from his face, she replies, “Yes Sir.” Her words are soft and almost stuttered. After hearing the drawer closed, she looks down at the toy in hand. He turns it on, and the thing seems to writhe around as if it was alive. Her mouth opens in shock as he informs her of exactly what her punishment was. ‘There’s no way I can act normal with that….that thing inside me! You’re crazy! You know that? You’re truly crazy!’ Groaning as he pushes the toy inside her warm pussy, feeling the intrusion, she knows she is powerless. It’s not a feeling she relishes. ‘What? More? Isn’t the toy torture enough for you? You want to make sure I don’t take the toy out. That’s the only reason for this.’ She wants to cry at the sound of the panties locking, knowing there will not relief from the toy. It doesn’t take long before she feels the effects of the dildo he’s fitted her with. Soft whimpers are already heard. Her legs feel weak, and then suddenly, nothing. She feels nothing from the dildo. Her facial expression switches from one of pleasure to shock. ‘What? Are you kidding me? This is going to drive me crazy. I’ll just find a quiet place, and I’ll….do nothing. The panties! It’s not just so that I can’t take the toy out. It’s also to keep me from pleasuring myself. You evil genius.’ She swallows hard afraid to move for fear of starting the toy up once more. No matter. It begins to move once more inside her. “Yes….Sir.” She moves slowly to the door, her body wanting to buckle, to find release, as her clit tingles.
She makes her way to her desk where her co-workers are quick to ask her what’s going on. She stares at her computer screen and tells them, “I’ve decided to stay.” There are a few laughs, and then one of them ask, “he made you an offer you couldn’t refuse?” She never looks away from her screen as the toy pushes her further and further. “Something like that.”