Naked at Work

Naked at Work 6 to end

Synopsis

A story inspired by various Naked in School series originated, I believe, by Karen Wagner. The year is 2015. The government is in a monetary crisis. Pensions, unemployment benefits and welfare payments were bankrupting them. The pensions were kept but all other payments were summarily stopped. People who were on these benefits could volunteer to become slaves and be kept and fed by individuals or as part of a firm's labour force. In order to eat this was usually their only option. Minor criminals too were often sentenced to periods of slavery rather than being incarcerated in expensive to run prisons.

Warnings

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Copyright 2004

Naked at Work

by obohobo

Chapter 6. Management tries the programme

Claire and Ken hardly made it into the works building before they collapsed and security had to help them to casualty. Jenny was horrified and angry. The first caning was bad but it had been done for a purpose. The whippings they had last night were done for the perverted sexual stimulation of one person. Immediately he arrived she took herself to David Carsons office and ignoring Debra went straight in and berated him roundly for allowing his staff, even his slaves to be treated in that way. David casually apologised and said he would look into the matter but Jenny was having none of that. She knew it was manager speak for doing nothing. Angrily grabbing his arm, she dragged him from his office. "You're coming with me and you can see what that sadistic sod has done to them." A shocked Debra Jones followed. No one, not even the works nurse, treated the managing director that way.

Workers in the offices they passed through, looked at Jenny in puzzlement as she pulled on David's hand. "Take a good look David Carsons and you too Debra Jones, look and understand what you have done." Ken and Claire lay side by side on their backs and under sedation so they appeared asleep. Their red, swollen chests and genitals stood out clearly now Jenny had cleaned them. "Did they really deserve this?" Jenny demanded.

"No," David said quietly, "No they didn't. Nor did I expect him to go that far. I'm sorry Jenny and I will come and say that to them personally when they are awake. I shall also have words with Bill Greenmore. Have their injuries recorded on permanent unchangeable disc so we can use it in evidence against him. It's his father that really owns the business and he may like to see what his son gets up to."

Debra sniffed and tried to hold back her tears, "Oh the poor things. I thought the caning was overdone, I voted for eight strokes, but now this. It's wrong David. Do something about it."

"First they have to get better," Jenny pointed out, "Then we'll find out what they want."

"I'll schedule him an appointment for this afternoon, when they should be awake and he'll have no excuse for not coming," Debra stated firmly.

"Secretaries!" David said in mock anger, "They think they run the place. But yes, I will come later. Will they be awake about four?" Jenny said they should be. "Don't forget the pix, Jenny. They will ensure it can't happen again and it will give us a hold over Bill Greenmore," David added as they left.

Sarah and Henry visited casualty and sat with Ken and Claire during the lunch break. Henry needed another painkiller so he had to see Jenny anyway. They found Claire and Ken awake and sitting, propped up with pillows; their bottoms now less painful than their fronts. Claire noticed Henry limped and walked very stiffly but he was in his usual cheerful good humour. "Just look at them Sarah," he joked, "They're slaves like us and yet they get to lie in bed all day."

"I'd much rather be able to work with you," commented Ken.

"Claire, I always thought you hankered after a big black cock but was it necessary to go to such extremes?" Henry indicated Ken's swollen, multi-coloured weapon.

"I'd had enough of the white worm," Claire smiled feebly with the pain and thought to herself, "A few days ago, I would never have thought of a remark like that, let alone say it to another slave."

"Do you think Ken wanted a chocolate pussy?" It was Sarah's turn at joking.

"Well if he did he ordered wrong, That's raspberry whip."

"And if I wanted a black bottom, do I get to see yours Henry?" Claire asked. Henry turned and lifted his tunic. "My God Henry, you didn't deserve that. It was her fault as much as yours. She ought to get a dose of it too."

"You two didn't deserve what you got last night either," Sarah said seriously, "But what can us slaves do about it?"

"Nothing at the moment, but with luck perhaps when and if we ever get back to being free again…Jenny says, David promised we won't be sent to Bill's place again," Ken answered.

For a little while they talked seriously about what happened before Sarah and Henry had to return to work.

"They're still sleeping," Debra whispered as she and David entered casualty but even her low voice caused Ken to open his eyes. He tried to sit up and in doing so pulled Claire's cuff waking her.

"Sorry Claire, I didn't mean to disturb you," he apologised.

"Well he's never done that before!" thought David but he said nothing about it. Instead he enquired as to how they felt and what happened. "I'll get Flagelistics to release you and I'll terminate your slavery. That's the least I can do."

Ken and Claire looked at each other for a few moments, "No," Claire said, "We'll serve our time provided we're not loaned out to that pervert. Everyone knows about the tags and it could seem like we wormed our way out of it."

"I'm already dealing with Bill Greenmore," David assured them, "But why do you want to continue? Please talk freely, as colleagues not slaves."

There was silence for a short while before Ken answered, "I think it has made us both better people, more tolerant to each other. We were always at each other's throats but now we are more likely to help each other. We have to."

"Before we never appreciated the slaves were people that had feelings or that they lived lives that were generally happier than our own. We had no idea how they lived apart from the fact they had rooms in the basement. None of the staff ever go there to see the working conditions or find out what happens after work finishes. Some of them have been really kind to us and helped us get over the caning. They laugh at us, of course, but it's not malicious." Claire spoke thoughtfully as if thinking about it for the first time. "It seems likely we will not be able to be proper works slaves this week and will have to spend most of our time in casualty so perhaps this week shouldn't count as part of our punishment time?"

David and Debbie were very surprised by this suggestion and asked Ken if he agreed with her. It had taken him by surprise too but he thought for a few moments. "Yes," he replied slowly, "It may also give us more time to think about our lives and if Jack can be persuaded to just give us simple tasks this week that will allow us to heal but keep us occupied, I can agree with that."

For a while they discussed the extension to their slavery and then the conversation turned to what went on after work. Debra looked a little flushed when she heard about the sex and the sleeping arrangements and the nakedness. Ken explained about the morning ablution rituals and the need for close-cropped pubic hair. They'd already noticed it on Ken and Claire but felt too embarrassed to ask about it.

Claire went on. "It wouldn't hurt for some of the other supervisors to have to spend some time as slaves. I don't mean, they should be caned like we were or loaned out or even linked like we are but they should know what it feels like to receive the strap and to be subservient to everyone. It would certainly do JJ some good."

"JJ?"

"Janet Jefferson," Debra explained to David.

"Why pick on her?"

Claire explained what happened to Henry. David listened. He had no liking for her either. She was efficient but uncaring and cold. Her rise to supervisor had been at the expense of others and she'd even threatened David's position at one time.

"You think I ought to pair her off with another supervisor and send them to Jack for a fortnight?" David was thinking the idea over.

"Perhaps pair her with Henry," giggled Claire and then she groaned as the movements hurt her tits. "Perhaps his quirky humour might put a smile on her sour face."

"Hhhuumm! Any other pairs you'd care to name?"

"What about you two?" Ken indicated David and Debra, "Good leadership should start at the top." The manager and secretary looked shocked but Ken went on, "If you did it, no one else would dare refuse. Even JJ couldn't, although she'll protest very vehemently."

"How would you feel about it Debra?" David asked.

"I wouldn't mind the sex bit," she giggled, "But I doubt I would like the strap even if it isn't as bad as their caning. And there's my partner to think of. He might well object… and your wife."

"It wouldn't hurt them to spend a few days alone… or perhaps together. What's good for us, should be fine for them too." David looked serious. "We'll go away and study the diary." Ken often wondered about the relationship between the MD and his secretary but from the way David spoke, up to now it had been platonic although it seemed that both wanted it otherwise and this would give them the opportunity.

An hour later the MD's picture appeared on the screens in each office accompanied by the jingle that made everyone pay attention. "Ladies and gentlemen. As you will remember, a week ago I sentenced Claire Jackson and Ken Blane to be punished and then to serve three weeks as slaves. They lost all their rights as members of staff and had to live and work with and as part of our slave labour force. The main difference between them and the others is the fact that they were and are being kept naked and as part of their punishment they were tagged together. Yesterday, Bill Greenmore punished them further and in a terrible manner. Earlier today I went and spoke with them to review the situation and to assess the value of the slavery side of the punishment."

"She's going to get off," Sally whispered to Rachel.

"It seems the idea has been more successful than I anticipated. They are bonding with each other far better now and have much more consideration for their fellow slaves and for others under them. They still have a further two weeks on what I will call 'the naked at work' programme and because of the extra punishment they had, they are having to stay in casualty for a week, therefore their naked at work time will not begin until next week. For the whole of this period they will live in the slaves quarters but will work at their usual jobs during normal office hours except they will be as ordinary office staff and not supervisors. Because of the tagging system, they will work close by each other and of course, they will continue to be naked." David paused, knowing this would give rise to a few remarks in the offices. "At these times as far as work goes, they will be treated in the same way as every other member of the office. However, their status will still be that of a slave. I must emphasise this. You all should know the rules about how we treat slaves so even if they are personal friends of yours, remember as slaves they belong to Kennington Accounts. I am therefore giving supervisors authority to force anyone found causing annoyance or using snide remarks about they way they look or trying to humiliate them, to have the culprits work naked too and if necessary to augment it by using the strap. Staff in their offices should be aware and remember, Ms. Jackson and Mr. Blane probably have a far greater knowledge of the work, than most of you." Again David paused.

"What came out of my discussions with Ken and Claire was the emphasis on the great value of the bonding part of their punishment. Some of you may be old enough to remember the bonding courses staff were sent on twenty years or more ago. Courses that required some physical hardships that could only be overcome by team work. Claire and Ken both urged me strongly to instigate a period of slavery for all supervisors and senior members of staff. I was doubtful but when that pair actually work together they can be very persuasive so I am in a mind to test their theory out… personally. From five o'clock tonight, my secretary Debra Jones and I will test the programme. For the next five days we are relinquishing our positions and becoming part of the slave labour force. Normally I suggest the slave period would be for a fortnight, but unfortunately I have a business conference at the weekend and other commitments that I cannot cancel. I will be away overnight on Saturday but Debra will remain and I will return and stay in slavery until work starts on Monday. Neither of us will in any way be let us off from slave work until after the weekend. No doubt many of you will see us doing chores with the other slaves. Jack, the overseer has informed me that all new slaves are welcomed with ten strokes of the strap and we will receive those and like Ken and Claire we will be not allowed clothing except slave shoes or such other items as are necessary for bodily protection. We will be living in the slave quarters to find out exactly how they are run and be subject to the same rules and the same lack of privacy as the others. Claire said that was the worst part especially in the beginning. There is no where for any slave to go and be alone. Everything they do is in full view of the others and that includes using the toilets."

David waited. He knew there would be a buzz in the offices. "If I decide, Claire and Ken are right in that a period of slavery would do a lot of good for supervisors or others, I shall initiate it with effect from Monday. Normally pairs will be made slaves and usually it will be a male and female buddy pair. Not necessarily those who get on with each other, perhaps especially those who are at loggerheads like Ken and Claire were. A single person might be sent and then Jack will pair him or her up with one of the slaves. No prior warning will be given but those chosen will have an hour to communicate with their partner or parents etc and make any other personal arrangements. My wife and children have yet to be informed and Debra is only hearing of her involvement now so the time-scale is roughly the same for us as it will be for whoever is chosen. To reiterate, I will only set the programme in motion, if after the five days personal trial, we believe it to be worthwhile. If we find it is the case the next trial will be for two weeks and the first pair will be informed when they arrive on Monday morning. They will only be able to back out by leaving Kennington Accounts and finding another job. Thank you for listening."

For a few moments there was silence but then the speculation and discussion began and supervisors had to order their staff back to work.

"You didn't tell me you'd decided to go through with it and I don't get any choice. I have to be your buddy for this experiment whether I want to or not. And are we to be seen as a pair at loggerheads with each other? If we are you'd better lock yourself in your office until the end of the afternoon, David Carsons." Debra tried to sound angry but when he grinned, she did too. "You won't mind if Greg gets together with Marjorie?"

"I'll have to ask her first but I don't think it will be a problem. She likes him and it will help if he can get the children ready for school and see them into the Glidemobile. As you know she leaves for work before me and I see them off before I come here. I'll vid her or perhaps we can link all four of us together that will save going through the explanations twice."

"And who's going to buddy me while you're at the conference?"

"Oh, I guess someone will volunteer," David was grinning. Debra was attractive enough to entice any man to buddy her.

"You ready for this Debra," David asked as they walked to Jack's office. He gripped her hand tightly and could tell she was shaking.

"They said the first three days are the worst," Debra voice too was shaky, "And we only have three days or at least you do. I've got the full weekend as well."

Jack appeared. "Come in boss, sorry now you've entered this room, I'm your boss. Hi Deb. You set the rules so you know what to do. Undress and put your clothes in these two cases. Sarah will be here in a few minutes to show you round and will bring you your slave shoes and leg tags. I keep the key until you leave. As you know the tags let security know where you are and are programmed so that you cannot go outside the building. Dinner is at six and after that we'll officially welcome you to our community. It shouldn't be too bad for you as neither of you are disliked by the slaves here except in the way most bosses are. Ken and Claire had to overcome much more than that, but were given some sympathy as the result of their caning. Now strip off slave Dave and slave Debbie." The last sentence was given in a change of tone, one that held the authority of a master and not as an equal.

Jack appraised them as they stood naked waiting for Sarah. His cock hardened at the sight of Debra's fine breasts and her neatly trimmed pubic mound. "I presume Ken told you about the sex part of this," Jack spoke, looking directly at Debra. "Your bodies are available to any slave when you are not working…and I get first crack at the females," he added. "Normally, as buddies, you two will sleep together but others may come and visit your bed as ask for your services. Sarah will explain more. Here she is."

It took a little while for the pair to become adjusted to being naked while the other slaves were dressed albeit only in a scanty tunic, but the greetings were friendly enough. Debra voluptuous tits were much admired but she was able to field the ribald comments well enough and with good humour. Sarah introduced them as Davy and Debbie and they quickly learned to call the staff ma'am or sir but their fellow slaves were known only by their first or nickname.

When Claire and Ken entered the dining room a cheer went up and Sarah went to help them. It was their first time they had been allowed out of casualty and it was clear they were having difficulty in walking. Two others brought their meal. David commented, "It looks as if they are really part of the community now. I wonder if they'll want to go back to the stress of their old jobs."

When the dinner things were cleared, everyone assembled in the dormitory for the welcome. As the slaves filed in they disrobed and stood naked. Debra was shaking. Never in her life had she seen so many pricks in various stages of arousal, nor for that matter had she seen so many exposed cunts. Never in her life had she been spanked and she'd no idea of how much pain the strap would cause. "Lie face down on the bed Debbie," Jack ordered, "All the slaves who come here get the same treatment, except for Ken and Claire of course, they'd already had far worse. You can cry out, but we don't expect you to abuse or swear at us. That will only increase the number of strokes. I'm going to ask for two men to hold your legs and arms but normally for a small punishment you would have to hold yourself still."

Debbie blushed, knowing all eyes were on her white bottom. "Crack!" Jack laid the first stroke on with moderate force but she didn't realise it at the time. Debbie thought he was being merciless and howled with the pain. Rhythmically Jack covered her arse with the allotted ten. David worried that he'd really messed up, putting her in the programme but even so, his prick showed just how much the sight of her arse bouncing under the lash stimulated him. Sobbing and shaking he helped her to stand and gave her a hug and a kiss. Jack allowed this for a minute or two and then it was David's turn to lie on the bed. Debbie found herself supported by Carl's strong arm and somewhat disconcertingly, she could feel his hard cock touching her thigh and soon one hand found her breast. Looking across at the next bed she saw Ken also with an erection and Claire tenderly stroking the still very colourful prick. Despite her pain, Debbie wondered just how great the change was between those two.

Her reverie was broken by the sound of the first stroke slapping David's arse and soon after the distinctive red colouring appeared. David winced with each succeeding stroke but managed not to yell until the eighth. He stood on his own at the end but he moved very stiffly. Now he wasn't sure if this was a good idea at all or just something Ken and Claire had done to get back at him. He moved across to Debra and gave her another hug. "That should be the worst over, at least I hope it is," he whispered.

"That's the first part of our warm welcome over, slaves," Jack announced, "The second part is to make you realise you do not own your body. It is available to anyone in this community, overseers and slaves. I always exercise my right to fuck the lady first and by tradition, her buddy does so second. Thereafter anyone else may do so, the ladies may wish to satisfy themselves with Davy if they can get him ready and the men with Debbie but lesbian and gay activities are allowed too. Sarah may limit the number of times if she feels either the man or the woman is suffering unduly. Debbie will you please lie on the bed again." She gave a little cry when her arse hit the sheet but she lay there and spread her legs as she would have done for Greg, her partner. This was the part she was concerned about. Could she let herself be fucked in public? The thought excited her and yet it also appalled her. Excitement tinged with apprehension.

"Pull your legs right back by your ears Debbie," Jack ordered, "We all want a good look at your nicely trimmed hair." Debbie blushed deeply. "Davy will be trimmed to match by this time tomorrow. Massage her for me Davy, get her nice and wet." He didn't have much to do, Debbie was already flowing but David enjoyed the feel of his hand on her mound. While this was going on, Jack opened his flies wide and freed his prick. "Ready?" he asked but didn't wait for an answer before thrusting in and pounding away until he spent. "Were you told the after a fuck ritual?" Jack asked. Debbie nodded. Her sex with Greg had always been conventional, frequent and enjoyable but very much the same each time. He'd occasionally tongued her but not after sex and she'd sucked him a few times but only tasted his semen once and then by accident. Now she'd learn to do it whether she liked it or not. If Claire was right, she have to suck the prick even after it had been in her bottom. Jack licking her now sensitive labia felt most enjoyable and she decided she'd have to introduce Greg to that. She wasn't so sure when Jack held his wilting sticky prick to her lips but remembered Claire's warning about the punishment being worse and being forced to do it anyway. She sucked.

David took her next. "He's bigger," Debbie told herself, "I've often wondered. Now I know." Out loud she said, "That's nice, David, do it long and slow to start with." He did but soon lust took over and he too pounded away and sent his semen into her waiting opening. She took his prick willingly in her mouth and almost had to be stopped. Five men fucked her before she finally curled up alongside David to get some sleep. "It was like some obscene orgy," she said to David and he had to agree. Several women had attempted to get him hard again and when one finally succeeded he'd fucked her. All around them, other couples were fornicating without embarrassment. "I wonder if it is like this every night or just because we're new here?"

"Aren't you sore down there?" David asked.

"A little, but it was enjoyable and they seemed to want to do it in all sorts of ways. They all laughed and made it fun too. Didn't all that rubbing and sucking make your prick sore? And what about your arsehole? You didn't expect that to be used this early on did you?

"Yeah, I'm sore too but I kinda enjoyed it like you and it is so surprising, how different the slaves are in here. How friendly and they already treat us like we're one of them."

"Which we are until Monday morning."

Claire hobbled painfully over to see them. "I hope you didn't find that too bad. You seemed to be enjoying yourself Debbie, Ken hopes he'll be fit enough to fuck you before your time here is over. Don't forget, get up straightaway when the bell goes. Shower, shit, do your teeth and hair as quickly as you can if you don't want your hands strapped by Julie. If one of the slaves suggests you do something before inspection, do it. They've had a lot more experience of what the woman overseer looks for." In the event Julie only reminded David to get his hair trimmed before her next inspection.

Things went well for them but on Friday there occurred an incident that although it didn't involve them directly, made them more determined to put JJ on the programme. They had been assigned to the messages department, which meant carrying papers and folders from one office to another, doing copying work. As they passed the dining room they heard Janet's voice and saw her berating Henry again, they didn't know what for or why but she made him turn round and lift his tunic. "Perhaps I should have the colour renewed a bit you miserable specimen," she said nastily, "I have a word with your overseer."

Henry looked very upset but said nothing. At lunch Debbie asked him about it. "The bitch went out of her way and then said I stood in her path and was insolent. She just hates my guts now."

"You know why Henry?" Claire asked and then went on, "She's a lesbian and hates men. I don't know why but she hates men more than I did and your bowing backwards shoved your bum towards her face. She's told herself you did it deliberately to show you're a man. She took it as an insult. A week ago I might have done the same."

Jack came over to the table. "JJ wants me to give you another strapping Henry. I told her I would have to consult the boss when he came back to work as Jenny has forbidden me to hit you again for at least a week. That's not quite true but Jenny said she'd back me up if she were asked. I don't think you warranted the amount I had to give you last time. Try and keep out of her way. I'm putting you on cleaning in the slave rooms for the rest of the day. She won't go in there and it's nearly knocking off time for her."

"How would you like to be her buddy if she is assigned to the programme Henry?" David asked when Jack left.

"No way! Who'd ever want a bitch like that for a partner." Henry was indignant.

"Think about it Henry. She'd be largely under your control. You'll be able to screw her even if she doesn't like it and she'll get into all sorts of trouble if she ignores what you tell her, as I'm sure she will. We'd have made a lot of mistakes and been at the receiving end of the strap if it hadn't been for Claire and Ken's advice. Think about it Henry, talk to some of the others, and let me know when I come back from the conference."

"Yes, but Davy and you too Deb, you were willing to go along with it. You've mucked in and become part of the group. Even before you came down here, you treated us okay and didn't go out of your way to make life difficult. She's quite different and will buck it all the way. It will be difficult to live with her if she's moaning and screaming all the time."

"Wouldn't you like to see her squirming under the strap?" Ken asked. "I know a week ago, I would have loved to have seen Claire given a bare bum hiding while I just stood by a watched. Things didn't work out that way but that's not the point."

"Maybe… I'll talk with Sarah. She's been a slave for a long while and has her head screwed on." Henry stood and went on his way.

"No one has said who is going to be my buddy while David is away," Debbie commented. "Am I going to be left to fend for myself?"

"I'm sure Ken wants a turn with you now that he's recovered enough to get a hard-on but I'm not sure I want to share for too long. I guess others will keep an eye on you too. You won't have to worry." She didn't. Jack invited her into his room for Saturday night.

"How'd it go?" David asked Debra when he returned. He'd immediately reported to Jack and handed in his clothes and went to where she was getting food out on the counter ready to serve.

"Fine," she replied, "Spent last night in Jack's bed and learned a few new techniques and I was off duty till an hour ago so Henry and Carl both had me. I don't know how I'll get on when I have to go back and it's just Greg."

"Me neither."

"I'll talk later after I done my stint here and you've done the clearing up. Did Jack tell you the roster for today? In any case I want you when you're free. I need to make the most of this chance or maybe Marjorie will consider swapping?"