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"Yes sir!" I replied off the top of my head. "Your office pet needed to cum sooo badly. Thanks for that!"
My mind was still clouded with fuzziness. These young college students had watched me cum like a wanton slut. I couldn't sink any lower, could I? Somehow, it didn't bother me anymore. I was too occupied with my relief to even think about it.
"What's the proper way to thank your man?" D-Rod growled in dissatisfaction with my response.
"Show them who's your man." He told me while getting up from the couch. "Remember how to do that?"
For a moment, I was taking aback, not knowing what he was talking about, but then it dawned on me. Of course, I knew! I hadn't forgotten, and it made me gulp.
He had demonstrated his dominance to the guys from the fast food joint by having me kiss his ass. Now, he wanted me to do the same to prove his dominance to the other interns.
I hated doing it! Not only was it humiliating as hell but also gross! I didn't want to do it. The bum basting had been degrading enough.
"You need another spanking? With the ruler this time, Miss Ho-Worker?" D-Rod asked when he noticed my reluctance.
No! I definitely did not. He would probably spank my ass until my flesh was in tatters. I couldn't take no more of that.
"Then tell me what you wanna do, lil hussy!" He demanded after seeing me meekly shake my head.
It was such a perverse act it made me feel so low. I had to gulp before I could beg the macho prick.
"Please Sir Da-Rod, mark your territory! Let me kiss your ass."
For a moment, the whole room was silent. The interns were too surprised to react. They couldn't believe what they had just heard.
"Hm... That hesitation wasn't convincing." D-Rod toyed with me. "You gotta make up for that blunder so you gonna lick my ass this time."
Hearing this, the interns exploded in rounds of hoots and hollers. For my part, I felt like dying of shame instead. Licking a guy's ass was beyond gross!
It was a display of ultimate submission. The thought of three college boys having a front-row view to the grown business lady sticking her face into a young guy's ass was too nasty. It made me faint. At the same time, however, it made my pussy tingle.
Matt needed to nudge my shoulders several times to bring me back to earth. The interns had calmed down and D-Rod had already dropped his pants. The way he looked at me told me that he was absolutely serious about it. I realized that it was his way to send a message to everyone in the room. He was the only one calling the shots. The other interns could participate but couldn't stake out any claims.
Somehow, this calmed me down. I wanted D-Rod to be my man. I didn't want any of the other interns ordering me around. Shuffling on all fours, I crawled around him. Assuming my position on my knees facing his ass, I felt totally owned.
Looking at the hairy ass in front of me, my task didn't become any more appealing. Hesitantly, I ran my French-manicured hands over his ass cheeks, feeling the wiry hairs. Slowly, I spread his cheeks apart while D-Rod slightly bent forward and spread his legs to give me better access.
To get a better view at the action, the three interns had walked behind me. It only made the task worse. Ever so slowly, I stuck my tongue out and gave his balls a quick lick. After running my tongue over his nutsack several times, I knew the time had come to dive in deeper.
Holding his ass open with my sparkling, manicured hands, I cautiously licked his perineum. The rank stench bit my nose and the rancid flavor hit my taste buds. It was bad! It was gross! The mixture instantly made me gag loudly.
"Hihihi!"
Coming up for a breath, I couldn't help but start giggling. The whole situation was so farcical, it simply made me laugh.
"Hihihi!... Hihihi!"
I couldn't stop laughing hysterically. It was all so absurd that it was all I could do. The giggling made me feel like a stupid bimbo. The powerful manager looked like a dolled-up tart, licked a guy's ass, and sounded like a giggling dummy. The thought alone made me giggle even more hysterically.
Stalling for time, I spit against D-Rod's asshole and massaged the spittle into his skin by running my long-nailed index-finger around his sphincter. There wasn't much sense in delaying the inevitable, though.
"Hihihi!"
With another hysterical laughter, I pursed my lips and dove between D-Rod's cheeks. I wanted this over with so I finally got to work. After kissing his asshole, I stuck my tongue out and began running it all over his puckered sphincter while the awful taste and nasty stench engulfed me and made me shiver in disgust.
"Miss Rim!"
"Hihihi!"
"Miss Salad Tosser!"
"Hihihi!... Hihihi!"
"Miss Rusty Trombone Player!"
"Hihihi! Hihihi! Hihihi!"
Watching me giving D-Rod a helluva rim-job, the interns tried to outdo each other in giving me dirty names. Each one topped the other in absurdity and made me giggle even more stupidly.
Get a grip, girl and stop giggling! I cursed myself. However, the boys' hollers spurred me on. Alternating the way I used my tongue, I lay it flat against D-Rod's pucker to lick, rub and flick it. Then I made it stiff to probe, trace, and tap his anal rim.
"Good job, Miss Rim!" The Latino told me eventually while petting my head.
To my dismay, he was using one of those new, dirty nicknames the other interns had come up with. I could only hope he wouldn't make a habit of it as the name sounded more degrading than all the previous ones combined.
My rim-job had obviously pleased D-Rod because he was spurting a huge erection. Looking at the other interns, I noticed they had already pulled their cocks from their pants. Apparently, the next phase had gotten rung in.
Looking from one intern to the other, I could see the thrill of anticipation in their eyes. Whatever was about to happen next, it would reduce me to the interns' piece of fuckmeat for the rest of their internship.
Still, the anticipation of their young, hard cocks almost made me drool. Making those young bucks cum, seemed like a small hurdle on my way to the much needed relief.
"Let's go, lil hussy! Suck off these fine young men." D-Rod eventually ordered. "But first, what you're gonna offer to your man?"
I barely heard him as I was too busy watching the boys' glorious, hard cocks. They were almost hypnotizing me. The sheer sight of Taylor's immense black tool almost made me drool. I wanted to feel it any way I could.
Of course, I knew what he wanted me to offer. He wanted to fuck my ass in front of his buddies to further show off his dominance. My ass was fiery red and scorching after the spanking but that didn't matter. I badly wanted his dick in me.
The three college boys couldn't have looked more eager. After all, they were about to get a blowjob from their hot sexy boss, and I even had to beg them for it on my knees. What a fucking dishonor!
"Sir Taylor, Sir Matt, Sir Justin!" I addressed each one. "Please let this flossy office tramp suck you off. Please use this fuckdoll's mouth as your cum dumpster!"
Woah! I was really getting into this slut talk thingie, wasn't I? How could I ever call my mouth a 'cum dumpster'? It didn't really matter. I badly needed to feel the touch of their hard cocks. Even though I had just cum, it hadn't been enough to quench my lust. So I guess anything was fine to entice them.
"Please Sir Da-Rod, split your fuckpet's bunghole. It has been nicely warmed up for you." I finally addressed my man. "Let your office tramp be a good anal whore for you! Make this ass yours!"
I badly wanted to beg him to fuck my pussy. But I knew how much he wanted to brag about owning Jessica Addams, the manager, in front of his fellow interns.
"That was some good begging, Miss Ho-Worker." D-Rod praised my effort. "Thing is, though, your piehole 'n shithole are open for my bros here. Your cunthole's only open for your man."
"Yes, sir." I hastily apologized although my heart leaped.
On the one hand, I was about to get my pussy filled after all. On the other hand, D-Rod had taken control over my fuckholes. I felt even more owned than before.
Nonetheless, I couldn't help but wonder about this new development. Thus far, D-Rod hadn't cared about which hole his gang homies had fucked. Yet, he was going to great lengths in showing the other interns that he was the boss around here.
He was probably trying to prevent another intern from contesting his position as my master. From the way the day had gone so far, Matt was definitely a dominant guy. By contrast, Justin seemed to be more of a tag-along. Taylor had an immense cock and an imposing physique but he was the shy, reluctant member of the group.
Although Matt was only in his early twenties, he seemed like a junior master in the making. Another Dom ordering me around. Just what I need I thought to myself and almost chuckled about the contradiction.
"Please sir, own your office pet's pussy! Give me the only cock I'm allowed up my cunt." I changed my plea.
"Oh, I'll do. Don't you worry." D-Rod responded. "But Justin here was the one getting suspicious of your behavior 'n putting one 'n one together. So he's gonna get to tap that slutty ass of yours today."
Encouraged by D-Rod's words, Justin stepped behind me and pushed me on all fours. At the same time, Matt and Taylor stepped in front of me. Their dicks were hard and erect already. They formed a circle in front of me. Matt grabbed my long chestnut brown hair and roughly tugged on it, pulling my face up. He pushed my head back so I looked up to him and slapped his cock across my face.
I flinched from the sudden slap. It didn't hurt but clearly told me that I was his piece of fuckmeat for use. Pursing my mouth, I let him cock-slap my lips, reveling in the humiliating treatment. Matt had definitely picked up the vibe of how to use the office pet.
"So you want our cocks, huh, office tramp?" The cocky frat boy asked.
"Yesss!" I purred, feeling the heat rising in my loins. "Give me your cocks! Let me suck you like a good slut!"
In response, Matt held his cock in front of my mouth. The moment I opened my lips and lunged forward, though, he pulled his dick away making me dive into nowhere. My pathetic nosedive made the young bucks laugh, and Matt continued his dreadful mocking. Four more times, he made me lunge out into nowhere. The guys definitely had a ball with me.
"Need to lube the hole first!" Matt finally exclaimed. "Open that piehole, whore!"
What chance did I have? I knew what was coming but wasn't thinking rationally anymore as I was in full sub mode. So I complied and opened my lips wide. Still, Matt had to keep me in place, tightly holding my chestnut brown hair, when I saw him opening his mouth and letting a mouthful of spit drip out. He let his glob of slobber drip right into my mouth!
It was so disgraceful it made me sob and tremble. He was using my mouth as a spittoon! So gross!
After unloading his mouthful, Matt turned my face to Taylor on his right side. The black Football player didn't react, though, simply looking at me. Getting impatient, Matt spat directly on my face. I felt a big glob of saliva landing on my forehead from where it dripped down, sealing my eyelid shut.
"All wet 'n ready to get filled." The frat boy taunted me. "Just like a cum dumpster should look like!"
With the awful spit still in my mouth and on my face, he drove his hard cock right between my lips. He went down to my tonsils with the first go, making me retch and choke pitifully. He definitely wasn't about to let me off easily.
With my head controlled by his grip on my hair, I had no other choice then to submit to his harsh face fucking. While the frat boy used my mouth like a functional hole, I grabbed Taylor's cock to jerk him off. Somehow, I didn't want him left out of all the fun.
The two college guys got into a rhythm of fucking my face alternately. Matt pistoned his dick in and out of my mouth for several minutes until I was able to control my gag reflex a bit better. Still, I continued choking pitifully around his hard tool. All the while, I jerked the black cock while the silver bangles around my left wrist clanked in rhythm.
When Matt pushed his cock out of my mouth, he turned my face over to Taylor to let him drill my face. But not before slapping his spit-drenched dick across my face again, adding some more saliva to my cheeks.
Simply looking at Taylor's cock made me nervous. It looked more like a tree trunk than an actual dick. It was probably 12" long and 7" thick. How could I ever handle such a massive size?
When he put his huge dong into my mouth, it stretched my lips wide. At least, he didn't force my head down, letting me do all the work. Still, I tried to get as much of his meat tool into my mouth as possible. Sliding my soft lips up and down the frontal thirds, I jerked the rear two-thirds with my hands.
While the two interns ravaged my mouth, Justin got to work on my ass. I suddenly heard a squishing sound moments before a big glob of spit landed right on my asshole and dripped down to my pussy. Ugh! Another hole getting used as a spittoon.
The slimeball didn't hesitate for long and instantly drove two fingers up my butthole which elicited high-pitched, choppy grunts from me. He wasn't taking any prisoners while prying my asshole open, jabbing his fingers roughly in and out. When he stopped a moment, I instantly breathed a sigh of relief. That sigh, though, got stuck in my throat.
"Ooohhh! Owwww!" I squealed when he pushed another finger into my asshole.
I huffed and grunted when I felt my ass filling and my bunghole stretching. Pushing his hands apart, Justin spread my poor asshole open and made it gape. I grunted around the cock fucking my throat while my anal ring got dilated and stretched into new dimensions.
"The bigger the gape, the better the whore!" Justin commented on his handiwork.
Lending the slimy jerk a helping hand, Matt leaned over my kneeling body and grabbed my sore, beet red ass cheeks. Spreading my glowing buns open, he offered my exposed and vulnerable asshole to Justin. The way the frat boy leaned over me, his cock slid down my throat even further.
"Uuuggghhh! Eeeggghhh! Uuuggghhh!" My squealing voice rose to a high pitch and mixed with my gagging.
Eventually, Justin was done finger fucking my tight, little ass into a gaping hole and placed his cock at my sphincter. At least, my butthole was well-prepared after all the stretching.
Methodically, the jerk pushed his hard cock up my ass. He popped his cockhead inside before taking a break letting me get used to the size. His cock wasn't as thick as D-Rod's or as big as Taylor's but it had a nice girth to it.
Then he proceeded to shove another inch up my ass chute. After every inch, he took a small break reveling in the tightness of my ass muscles clenching his shaft.
When his cock was fully buried up my ass, I heard him high-fiving Matt, heaping some more degradation on me. He then pushed my legs tightly together before beginning to ram my asshole hard and steady with forceful thrusts.
"Gotta keep that shithole nice 'n tight after all that stretching." He commented on that action.
Damnit! Was he calling my shithole, as they liked to call it now, stretched out? How mean!
Apparently, Justin was really happy to be the one tapping my bunghole as he rutted me like a demon. I felt like he was driving his rod all the way up my spine until it poked out of my mouth. I felt so weak and helpless. I felt so lewd and wanton. After all, I was a grown business woman on my hands and knees with my swinging tits dangling below my body while getting spit roasted by four young college guys.
Right now, however, I wouldn't want it any other way. By now, I had come to thoroughly enjoy getting my ass fucked, and the two additional guys pawing my body and attacking my mouth only added to my pleasure. The sensations sweeping over my body were indescribable. I hadn't known I could feel so many conflicting emotions at the same time even though they blended into one mind-blowing feeling of zest.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Mmm! Oh! Oh! Oh! Aaaahhh!" I commented each and every stroke up my bunghole with high-pitched grunts and groans.
Out of a sudden, though, Justin's cock was gone from my ass.
"Look who's yawning!" The slimebag exclaimed while showing off my gaping asshole.
My face flushed crimson in shame when they all stopped what they were doing to gather behind my butt. They started inspecting my stretched out butthole and high-fived once again.
"Woah, never seen a gape like that! For reals!" Taylor blurted out in awe.
"That's so porno, dude." Justin added.
"C'mon slut, spread that ass 'n open up for us. Say 'cheese' with that shithole of yours!" Matt told me with a slap to my fiery red ass.
"Rather say 'ooo' with that shithole. Hehehe!" Justin corrected his fellow intern forming a wide round hole with his lips.
The slimeball was right. I definitely felt like a pornstar in a cheap sex video when I reached back and spread my glowing buttocks apart. Trying to relax my ass muscles, I gave my best to widen my ass ring for their viewing pleasure.
Oh shit! I wasn't a manager getting judged by my leadership qualities any longer. I was nothing but a sex toy getting judged by my gaping qualities.
"Wow! What a fucking contrast!" Taylor exclaimed, slowly becoming more vocal.
"You mean that glowing red skin contrasting with those fake-ass glitzy nails?" Justin asked. "Yeah, looks hot as fuck. The combination of that wide gaping ass, fine manicured hands, 'n flashy jewelry is even better. Guess we should call her Miss Glitter now."
"Yeah! Her looks basically scream 'I'm a cheap floozy. I'm a shallow trophy doll, only existing to look good 'n please my man'!" Matt agreed.
"You did a good job pimping up that MILF, D-Rod." He told my man. "But she's far from a real luxury bunny."
"She's more like Miss Brat than Miss Barbie. Remember those dolls?" The overbearing frat boy continued. "The cheaper, less pretty Barbie versions. Hehehe!"
What the fuck! These guys wouldn't stop making a laughing stock out of me, would they? The way they were talking about me as if I wasn't present was so presumptuous! The way they were inspecting me like a piece of furniture up for auction was so impertinent! However, each degrading title made my pussy throb maddeningly. Cheap floozy. Trophy doll. Luxury bunny.
"You should see the rest of the clothes she bought to get all spiffed up." D-Rod responded with a chuckle. "But I agree. There's room for improvement. She looks fine for a hoodrat but far from a glamour doll. We need to work on that!"
Damn! D-Rod was agreeing with that bastard of a frat boy. I didn't like that at all. Nonetheless, the way he told me to work on improving my looks made the skin prickle all over my body.
After all three had agreed on the necessity of further dolling me up, Justin proceeded with his anal assault. He simply thrust his hard cock through my dilated ass ring and hammered away. It must have been a sight to behold with me, the groaning and jabbering MILF hottie, on my knees, my tits swinging, and my ass getting pounded into oblivion.
With the speed he was drilling my asshole, Justin didn't hold out very long. With a loud grunt, his balls erupted pumping load after load of spunk up my ass chute. I felt the hot cum coating my anal walls, filling my ass to the brim.
There wasn't much time to catch a breath for me after Justin was spent. Matt and Taylor had repositioned themselves in front of my face while D-Rod got to work on my pussy. With his cockhead, he scooped up some wetness from my crotch to coat his dick and easily slid up my pussy as he only met slight resistance. Getting my cunt filled balls deep. I was in heaven and started unabashedly moaning around Matt's cock filling my mouth.
