Second Place Chapter 17
"Is your presentation ready this time, Terri?" Danielle asked. The young
brunette executive was seated at the conference room table along with
Jeanie, Daniel, Carrie, Scott, Angela and numerous other company employees.
"Y-yes...your....your....s-spokes-slut is r-ready, ma'am...." Terri
stammered uncomfortably. Danielle congratulated herself again on her clever
invention of the term "spokes-slut".
"Good. I just wanted to be sure that you didn't come here unprepared, and
waste our time like you did yesterday." Danielle emphasized that last word,
not wanting her blonde toy to forget.
It had been a simple assignment, really, Danielle thought to herself.
Analyze one of the company's key resources, and identify ways in which it
could be utilized more efficiently. The kind of assignment which would
normally be handled easily by an intern, with a few days or so of research.
And, considering that Terri's body was the resource in question....well, no
research should have even been necessary!
The girl had not even bothered to prepare a presentation of any kind. No
visual aids...no props...nothing. Just a simple sentence: "I can b-be more
efficient....b-b-by...b-by...l-letting....more p-people f-f-fuck me...."
To which everyone present had roared with laughter. "Terri," Danielle had
asked, wiping her eyes, "are you under the impression that everyone here
fucks you because you LET them?" That had set everyone off into more gales
of laughter. "They fuck you because *I* let them!" The blonde had burst
into tears and stared at her shoes. "Now....I can see you didn't put any
time or energy into this assignment. I'm going to explain to you again what
I expect."
And so Danielle had carefully explained it again to the hapless blonde, as
Scott had reamed her unlubricated asshole in the middle of the conference
table. (Scott's wife Angela had added to Terri's suffering by whipping her
back with a belt.)
Terri had then repeated the objectives back to her boss--between incoherent
screams and shrieks of agony. Carrie had volunteered for next dibs on the
abused blonde's ass, this time with a strap-on dildo. It wouldn't have been
so bad, except that Danielle had first covered the dildo with Ben-Gay.
Terri had felt like her asshole was on fire.
Now, the blonde beauty stood alone at the front of the conference room, all
eyes upon her. Only the podium partially concealed her. Because of her
failure yesterday, her privilege of making the presentation in clothes had
been revoked. She now was clad only in a pink demi bra (about three sizes
too small for her 36-DDD melons), a matching pink thong and a pair of black
6" pumps.
Danielle nodded. "Begin, Terri...."
"Ummmm...." Terri tried to begin.
Her boss held up a hand. "Hold up a minute, Terri." Getting up, she walked
over to her slave and moved the podium out of the way. After all, it just
wouldn't do to have the presentation's main prop hidden! "Now. Do go on."
"Ummmm...." was all the red-faced, humiliated blonde could say.
"Dear, would it help if we made you get undressed the rest of the way?"
That got Terri going a little. "A-as....as, um....as the c-company...the
company....s-s-slut....umm....." She took a deep breath, knowing that the
only way to get through this was....well, to get through it. "As the
c-company slut...I....s-sh-should....." She was breaking down. "I n-need
to.... as.... as....." Now she broke down completely, bursting into giant
sobs. "Ohhhhh PLEEEEEEEASE.... Danielle.... PLEASE!!!!!!!!"
Unabated, the wicked brunette ordered, "Continue, Terri. Or have you again
forgotten the presentation fundamentals we talked about yesterday?" Again,
Terri's cruel rival emphasized the word "yesterday".
Collecting herself a little bit--just tell yourself it's a normal
presentation, and you're talking about improving some inanimate piece of
machinery--Terri continued. "M-my JOB...is to service...the men...and
women..."
Danielle interrupted. "I have a question for our spokes-slut."
"Y-yes, Danielle....ma'am....?"
"First of all, take off your top."
Terri silently pleaded. She looked at everyone seated in the conference
room, searching for mercy. She found none. So she slowly reached behind
her back with trembling hands to undo the clasps of her bra. Her eyes met
Danielle's, imploring the wicked brunette to put a stop to this.
"Oh Christ, Terri....it's not like all of us haven't seen everything you've
got, hundreds of separate times. DO IT!" she demanded.
Terri's hands fumbled some more, then the lacy bra finally fell to the
floor. All eyes were now on the blonde's huge, bare tits.
"Play with them, Terri. Pick them up and lift them to your mouth....now
lick your nipples....tease them with your tongue...."
Terri obeyed, hefting her ample jugs up as her tongue darted out to flick at
her nipples.
"Now, where were we?" Danielle was getting wet from watching the other
woman's humiliation. "Oh...yes. My question. Terri, how many men can you
take on at once?"
Not looking up from her tit licking, Terri answered, "S-s-six."
"Elaborate."
"One in my mouth....one b-b-between my tits..."
Danielle put her hand up, interrupting again. This time to demand that
Terri use the proper adjectives to describe her body.
Focusing on the telephone on the conference table, Terri began again. "I
can take one....i-in my slut mouth...."
"'One' what?" Danielle demanded.
"One c-cock in my slut mouth...."
"I can't hear you," persisted Danielle. "And *look* at your audience,
Terri."
"One in my...ummmm.... one cock in my s-slut mouth.... one between my.... my
big firm fake b-boobs.... one i-in my wet... pussy..." Terri paused and
tried to hold back the sobs. "One... getting j-j-jerked off.... in e-each
h-h-hand..." Terri closed her eyes, as she came to the part which always
humiliated her most. "A-and...one in t-this wh-wh-whores a-ass."
Danielle was loving it. She got up and stood next to the sobbing,
humiliated blonde. "Yes, you're quite efficient with multiple partners."
There was a murmur of general agreement from around the table. "But let's
concentrate on ways to improve." Pausing, she continued. "Those of you
with cups, glasses or paperwork on the table, please remove them now. We
will need lots of room for the visual aids" Danielle emphasized these two
words, practically hissing them at the blonde, "during this next part of the
presentation." Terri, who had quieted down considerably, broke into fresh
sobs until Danielle reached over and slapped her.
Terri was directed to the conference room table. Hesitantly she climbed
onto the table, "assuming the position" on her hands and knees.
Going to her briefcase, Danielle removed two dildos. Presenting them to the
blonde slut, she ordered, "put them in."
Terri obediently pulled the material of her thong aside, slipping one dildo
into her cunt and the other into her ass. Danielle then brought out two
more dildos.
"Put these in as well."
Terri looked shocked. "H-how?"
"Put them in right next to the others. DO IT."
Terri knew that pleading was useless. So she took one of the dildos and
began working it into her cunt, alongside the one which was already buried
to the hilt inside her. She winced as her cunt stretched to accommodate the
second toy. Terri managed to take it in without too much excruciating pain,
but she saw where this was headed. As Danielle gestured toward the other
dildo, Terri again begged for mercy...and got none.
"Put it in, Terri."
Terri tried, but the other toy was too tight a fit in her ass. She sighed
with relief... even Danielle, after all, couldn't make her do the
impossible! Terri looked at her boss for further instructions.
"What are you looking at me for?" Danielle asked haughtily. "Get that toy
in your ass."
"But...but...Danielle, there's no way it will f-"
Danielle whispered, "Would you like to have it done for you?"
"Ma'am...please it WON'T FIT!!! There's no way..."
Danielle ignored the pleading slut, and appealed to Carrie instead. "Would
you care to assist me?"
"Mmmmmm LOVE to..." the redhead responded, taking the dildo from Terri's
hand. Danielle, meanwhile, shoved the secretary down onto the table and
roughly extracted the other dildo from Terri's ass.
"Now...together..." Danielle indicated to Carrie. They placed the tips of
the toys at the entrance to Terri's ass, both applying pressure at the same
time until the tip of each dildo was penetrating the office girl. "Good....
now, don't let up, or it will pop out..." Terri's muscles were
involuntarily tightening, trying to expel these twin invaders. "Now... with
me... push...."
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Terri shrieked as each fake cock sank into her ass,
past the tips, and buried a good three inches deep... "OHHHHHHHHH ohhhhhhhh
please GET THEM OUT PLEASE..." The blonde was thrashing about on the
conference table, trying to dislodge the toys despite the punishment which
she knew would occur if she did so. Her face was bathed with sweat.
"OK, dear," Danielle ignored Terri's pleas and addressed Carrie instead.
"Now... get both hands on it..." She showed the pretty redhead how to
firmly grasp the dildo... "So, how's your husband?" As she asked the
question, Danielle eyed Terri, taking delight in her shame and hurt.
"He's doing great. We're *very* happy together!"
"I'm not surprised, with a nice cock like Steven has..." Danielle mused.
"Yeah," sighed Carrie. "He fucked me with it for FOUR HOURS straight last
night!" Their entire conversation, of course, was for Terri's benefit as
they taunted her about the husband they'd taken away from her.
"My goodness. Amazing what kind of effect a *real woman* can have on a
guy!" Danielle turned her attention back to the matter at hand. "Now, we
take turns. You push yours in..."
"AAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!!!!!" Terri moaned as the toy buried itself deep in her
bowels.
"Good. Now...my turn to push... you bring yours out...but not all the way
out!!!" As Carrie's dildo eased out of Terri's ass, Danielle pushed hers
in. "Someone hold her hands please..." Deliriously, the secretary's hands
were reaching back, trying to grab the toys and pull them out as she
shrieked incoherently. "Now, you again... that's it..."
In synchronization, the girls took turns burying their dildos in Terri's
ass.
"Mmmmm VERY nice..." Carrie sighed.
"Just like the pistons in an automobile engine..." Danielle agreed. "But
now, that this slut's ass is loosened up... it's time to go all the way!"
She brought her dildo out to match Carrie's...about three inches deep in
Terri's ass. "On 'three'....ONE...."
"Danielle...PLEASE..." Terri whimpered. "Can't take it... it'll tear me
apart..."
"TWO..."
"OhgodPLEASE... Danielle I'm sorry for everything I've EVER done to you...
PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE DON'T...."
Danielle paused. It had been a while since the slut had acknowledged all
the wrong she'd ever done to Danielle. Which was, after all, the entire
reason why the young executive had made it her mission to destroy Terri's
life.
She shrugged. "THREE!!!!" Carrie and Danielle both pushed with all their
might.
"OH GOD AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH...." Terri thrashed helplessly as several of
the men held her firmly in place. "OH PLEASE UHHHHH OUT PLEASE GET THEM
OUT....."
"Hold her legs," Danielle ordered a few more of the men.
She gestured to Terri. Face-down on the conference room table, the girl was
bathed in sweat. "As you can see," Danielle grasped the twin dildos which
protruded obscenely from the blonde's ass, "it's possible to maximize the
efficiency of our slut. However, most of you men are probably a bit
squeamish about putting your cocks into a hole next to another cock..."
Terri actually appeared relieved. "But, it's still fun to see what our slut
is capable of..."
Danielle pulled the fake cocks out of Terri, one by one, and set them in
front of the office girl. As her hands were released, she didn't even need
to be told to take them in her mouth and begin cleaning them off.
She did, however, need to be reminded to make eye contact with her audience
as she did so. Danielle made a mental note to schedule more of these events
for Terri, to help the girl with her presentation skills....
