After a fantastic day of being used as Chad’s and Karena’s Office Whore, Reina thought the savage, sexual beast within her might finally be sated. But she discovered she was wrong.
Over the next few weeks, she found herself feeling hornier than ever and waiting for the ring of her desk phone, indicating Chad’s need for her to complete a task.
But things were hectic at work, and everyone was busy—everyone except Reina.
What little time Chad had to call her into his office was relegated to Task #1 sessions. Not that she minded sucking her boss and husband’s cock, but she was often left feeling frustrated and unsatisfied.
Of course, that came with the territory of being Chad Stevens’ Office Whore. Nowhere in the Base 12 Slut Manual did it say she would be guaranteed an orgasm while performing the sexual tasks as directed. It did stipulate that she was not to masturbate. Reina sighed as she read the portion of the manual that addressed that.
Base 12 Sluts are allowed to cum unless specifically told not to, but they should not expect to do so. If orgasm is not reached, sluts are not allowed to self-stimulate while still at the office during scheduled work hours.
She pouted as she slammed the binder closed. “Well, that just sucks.”
“What sucks?” Sarah, the IT Tech, asked.
Reina froze momentarily, trying to think of an answer that wouldn’t give away the fact that she was horny as fuck.
“Oh, I didn’t see you there, Sarah,” Reina said, buying some time as she thought up a lie. “I like this particular brand of file folders, and they’ve been discontinued.”
Sarah seemed to accept her answer. “I hate when stuff like that happens. I just came by to see if my latest software update has created any issues for you.”
“No, everything is working smoothly. I appreciate you asking, though.”
“Just doing my job,” Sarah said jauntily.
“Well, keep up the good work!”
After Sarah was gone, Reina started rereading the manual. If she wasn’t getting called in to perform tasks, at least she could fantasize about them. Her eyes skimmed down the page until she reached Task #12. Her pussy tingled as she read the description.
Come into my office, lock the door, remove your dress or skirt, and lie back on the conference room table. You will be tied up and will experience both pleasure and pain. You may experience sensory overload. I will use a variety of things to heighten your senses, including, but not limited to, ice, nipple clamps, paddles, and electrostimulation devices. You will be repeatedly brought to the brink of orgasm, but you will not be allowed to cum until I decide you have earned it. You will remain quiet, besides moaning and whimpering, until I allow you to have your orgasm, at which point you may scream if you choose. This task usually takes about two hours. Please make sure to use the restroom before coming to my office.
It had been ages since Chad had called her in for Task #12. She let her mind wander and recalled the last time she’d been his willing victim. He teased and tormented her until she thought she would die of need. When he finally let her cum, it was a multi-wave orgasm of epic proportions.
Reina looked around to ensure no one was looking. Seeing that the coast was clear, she slid her hand under her skirt while she sat at her desk. When her fingers found her slick, swollen labia, she moaned softly.
The shrill ring of her desk phone interrupted this erotic reverie. She prayed the caller was Chad and that he required the presence of his Office Whore. At this point, she’d be willing to perform any task just to get some relief.
Sadly, it was Karena calling to say that she was leaving early for the day due to a headache.
“I hope you feel better!”
“Thanks, so do I.”
After lunch and checking on Bella in the daycare, Reina made a detour on her way back to her desk. She ducked into the ladies’ room to check if it was clear.
“Hello? Is anybody in here?”
When she got no answer, she ducked into a stall, hesitating for a moment as she debated whether to finger her needy pussy to a much-needed orgasm or not.
Who would know? Reina sighed. It was against the Office Whore policy, but her pussy was literally dripping. Maybe she could just let her fingers play a little to ease some of the tension. It wouldn’t be breaking the rules if she didn’t climax, would it?
Lifting her skirt, she sat on the toilet seat and spread her legs wide. The second she dipped two fingers inside her wetness, she knew there was no turning back. She’d never be able to stop without having an orgasm.
Fuck the rules, I need to fucking cum!
She added a third finger, thrusting them into her needy hole while stimulating her engorged clit with her other hand. It felt so good that Reina forgot to listen for the sound of the restroom door opening.
Once she realized she was no longer alone in the bathroom, she tried desperately to be quiet. She knew the smart thing to do would be to stop masturbating, but she couldn’t get herself to still those busy fingers. She was so close! She bit down on her bottom lip and let the climax rip through her body.
“Oh, fuck!” she whispered hoarsely, hoping whoever was using the restroom didn’t hear. On impulse, she flushed the toilet, hoping to mask the sound of her moans as she came a second time almost instantly.
Reina sat as still as a statue until the person washed their hands and left the restroom. When she was alone again, she relaxed and licked her juices from her fingers.
When she returned to her desk, Chad was standing there.
“Reina, would you follow me to my office, please?” It was a question, but it sounded more like a demand.
“Yes, of course,” she replied nervously.
Once inside Chad’s office, he closed and locked the door.
“Do you want to explain why Sarah from IT came to inform me that someone was masturbating in the women’s restroom?”
Reina knew better than to lie, so she didn’t deny it was her. But she was mortified that she’d been caught.
“Did she say who it was?”
“No, she wasn’t able to identify the person. Only that it made her uncomfortable, and she felt I should know about it,” Chad said crossly.
Reina sighed, relieved that Sarah didn’t know it was her.
“Reina, what the fuck were you thinking? We agreed that any sex would occur in my office or Karena’s, nowhere else. Not to mention, you shouldn’t have been masturbating in the first place! I realize that you’re my wife, but there are rules that you must abide by as my Office Whore. The handbook is clear, sluts are not allowed to self-stimulate while at the office during scheduled work hours.”
Reina felt a mix of indignance at being chastised like this and arousal at being referred to as a slut. Sometimes, Chad was too lenient with her because she was his wife. So, the fact that he was holding hard and fast to the Office Whore rules was titillating.
“I’m so sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again,” she said remorsefully.
“You’re damn right it won’t because I’m going to punish you so you don’t forget.”
“Punish me?”
“Yes. You have many perks being my wife as well as my slut. But you must suffer the consequences when you blatantly disregard the rules.”
Reina shivered. “What consequences, Sir?”
Chad walked to the couch and sat down. “Come over here, lift your skirt, and put yourself over my knees.”
She walked toward him with a questioning look.
“Don’t act surprised; naughty girls get spanked.”
Reina lifted her skirt and lay across Chad’s lap. She noticed several impact play implements on the couch next to him as she did. It made her body hum with arousal.
“I can see that my being busy has caused me to ignore you for too long. However, you deliberately disobeyed me. For the first round of spanking, I will use my bare hand. I’ll move on to the paddle, followed by the short crop. Your bottom will sting quite nicely and hopefully remind you to obey the rules.”
The first few slaps of Chad’s hands were mild. However, each additional swat became increasingly more intense, turning her bottom from creamy to crimson.
