Tracy then slid the pen inside herself and wiggled it around. Curiously, she let it do and giggled as it stayed inside of her, occasionally wiggling from her own quivering muscles. It was like a little tail.
Now, she was determined to convince her dom to let her be his dog. She was just far too pleased with the idea of a tail.
She tried fucking herself with the pen, but it didn’t do much. So she added another. By the six-minute mark, she had three pens and two pencils inside herself. Tracy happily sent off the video before she had to hide her activities as Jack began making his way over.
She forced herself to sit on the pens and pencils, shoving them further inside of herself. It took all her will not to let her eyes roll back. Her pussy gushed.
“Hey, Trace. Is the report still coming along alright?”
She smiled, knowing how nervous he was about fixing his blunder. “I’m almost done with my part. Looks like we’re just waiting on Greg to finish up.” Her eyes glanced through the article and she decided to finish up her section while she couldn’t escape Jack’s watchful eye.
He gave a light chuckle. “Right, I don’t know why I’m so worried. Don’t mean to be a stick up the ass.”
Tracy was thrown by the joke but did her best to play it off and gave a light laugh.
“Or, I suppose it would be pencil, in your case.”
She looked at him with wide eyes. There was a sly smirk on his face. He knew.
“What?”
“Trace, this office has security cameras. You know that, right? You aren’t the first to get bored and masturbate here, but you certainly are the first to start hitting yourself and shoving office supplies up your ass.”
She couldn’t speak a word. Not because she was ashamed, but because she was choked on the pleasure of being caught.
“Just… let me know if you need anything.”
With that, Jack went to his office.
Tracy bit her lip and immediately returned to her activities. She pulled the pencils and pens out of herself and went for something bigger, her plug. She was ten minutes into her half-hour torture and she craved pain. Her tongue hardly lubed the toy before she was forcing it inside of herself. It pushed through her muscles as she intentionally tried to fight it. She loved when her strength couldn’t stop her from being penetrated.
Her mind returned to Jack. His kind smile, soft hair, amber eyes, and deliciously plump behind. She wondered if his cock could be as magnificent. Then, she got an awful idea.
She ripped the plug out of herself and watched as her hole twitched and began to close. Once it was almost shut, she shoved it back. She didn’t want her hole relaxed or ready. For an idea as terrible as hers, she needed the punishment.
After this, she was to edge herself for an hour and a half and then end her torture with a facefucking. Usually, she’d use her biggest dildo to choke and gag around. But now, she had someone real and willing.
Once she finished tormenting her poor hole, she slammed the plug back it and let it remain.
Now, for the main course.
All this build-up only to edge herself for an hour and a half. All this build-up just to take out all her frustrations on some poor cock with her greedy throat. All this build-up just for her poor, sopping wet cunt to be without release.
She craved it.
Her fingers quickly filled her cunt and she spent the next half hour pounding herself silly. It felt amazing but she knew she couldn’t cum from that alone. Rather, she did it because she wanted to be able to fist herself one day, She could get in all four fingers and make it past her knuckles, but as never been able to squeeze her thumb in.
Later, she filled her pussy as much as she could with her thumb still hanging out before reaching her other hand down to furiously rub her clit. Her ass clamped down on her plug and she found herself panting at the pleasure. Every time she got close she would stop rubbing and slap her pussy as hard as she could. Slapping didn’t help her stop herself from cumming, it actually brought her more pleasure. She just liked slapping herself that much.
She went on like that before her big finale.
Tracy pounded herself once more before ripping the clamps off her nipples and slapping her pussy as hard as she could. The sound was muffled under her desk and she kept her eyes on her coworkers, driven by her own exhibitionism.
She panted like a dog and pulled her hand out of herself, wiping it on her face. She wanted everyone to be able to smell how horny she was.
With that, she rose and headed towards Jack’s office, tapping on the door.
“Come in.”
She did and closed the door behind her.
Jack almost seemed surprised to see her. Almost. Something told him she wasn’t going to resist his offer.
“Fuck my face.” She demanded.
That threw him for a loop. He figured they would have sex, maybe some hard anal since she liked that. But for her to demand he harshly takes her face, an act that couldn’t bring her physical pleasure, was a shock.
Tracy had also surprised herself. She was normally a bottom. But today, her own need for punishment drove her to demand it.
She fell to her knees and Jack felt trapped in her gaze.
He pulled his belt off and began undoing his pants. He was throbbing already.
Tracy took a deep breath once the hard cock was in her face. It was easily above average. She already knew it would hit the back of her throat. She already wanted it to.
She opened her mouth and closed it around the cock, letting her tongue happily lap at it.
But the hand that appeared on the back of her head reminded her of what she asked for. She wanted her face thoroughly fucked.
The cock slid inside of her mouth with ease. It gave her joy to feel her throat close and panic around the appendage.
Soon enough, the tip was pounding into her throat and a pair of hefty balls slapped her face. She’d always wanted a facefuck session to end with ball marks on her mouth and chin. She wondered if this would be the day.
Her chokes and gags were ignored by Jack and herself. Her own slobber coated the cock and soon it was spread around her lower face. Tracy loved the familiar wetness.
But she needed more. It wasn’t humiliating enough for her.
She lifted her skirt up and pulled her breasts out again, wanting to feel the cool air on such intimate areas. Her fingers tugged at her sore nipples before another hand slipped between her legs.
With that, she was in a daze. The rhythmic pounding of her face accompanied by her own faint breath, plugged hole, and pleasured clit was all she needed.
Tracy was floating in bliss.
She adjusted her legs so that rather than being on her knees, she sat on her toes and had her knees spread wide to show herself off. She needed Jack to know how much she loved this.
“Christ, I had no idea you were such a slut.” He panted, almost struggling to believe it.
Tracy would have giggled at this if she could. It pleased her to know that yet another person knew the truth about her.
As his throbbing cock slid down her throat and shot warm cum inside of her, she was at peace. Finally.
Tracy moaned around the cock and held it there for as long as Jack would allow her.