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Subject: {ASSM} Company Playthings  SciFi  MF MMF MF
Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2003 04:10:04 -0400
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Back by popular demand(?), another Plaything story. 
As usual, this is a work of erotic fiction, which is
intended for the private pleasure of the audience. 
Any distribution without the express permission of the
commissioner is prohibited. No animals were harmed in
writing this story.  Enjoy. 

*********************************

	When Scott, the Chief Executive Officer of Triangle
Systems, entered his office, the Plaything of the day,
Muriel, was already there.
	"Nothing today until after the sales meeting, Muriel.
 I'm sorry,"  he said.
	Muriel was disappointed.   She liked being a
Plaything for Scott.   She had working in a public
brothel before joining Triangle, and preferred working
for a company.  The pay was not as great, but the work
was easier and the people nicer.  	
	Like most Playthings, Muriel wore a brief robe, which
barely covered her middle.   She was built for sex. 
She had firm oval  breasts, and an enlarged clitoris. 
 She had been genetically modified and trained to
provide and receive sexual pleasure.  However, she
could not conceive children.  Playthings were not as
intelligent as productive members of society, so they
tended to specialize in personal service. Muriel did
not actually get any of the money personally.  
Rather, it went to a non-profit foundation to meet the
needs of Playthings.  The foundation protected their
welfare, prevented exploitation, and provided for a
pension  in retirement.   
	Triangle set up a company brothel, with male (studs)
and female (whores) Playthings, as one of the perks
for its employees.  Scott believed the company should
provide subsidized sex for the same reasons it
provides subsidized health care and lunch.  Each day, 
one of the whores would visit Scott.  He used them
himself, or would share them with customers and other
officers.   
	The company was part of consortium which designed and
manufactured robotic trucks and automobiles.   Because
almost all the manufacturing was done by other robots,
fewer than 2000 people produced all the cars in the
country.  Robotic manufacture, along with robotic food
production, limited the opportunities for rewarding
employment.  This limitation was met by strict
population control.  Playthings permitted people to
decouple sex with procreation, without regimentation
or oppression.
	Company officers came and left Scott's office.  
Muriel crawled up to them and attempted to fondle them
between their legs.   Some would permit her to
pleasure them, but some indicated that they would
prefer another time.   Muriel was confused.   She
could tell the people were tense and her job was to
relieve that tension.  She did not know that the
tension was due to poorer than expected sales
forecasts.   Scott believed that the situation was not
that bad, but he could not be sure until after the
meeting.
	Scott told Muriel, "I'm going to the meeting now. 
Don't let any body fuck you until I get back.  
Hopefully, I'll be in a better mood then."
	Scott actually liked Muriel, and considered her one
of his favorite whores.  He was divorced, and had a
daughter who lived with her mother in another part of
the country.  The company whores were his principal
sexual outlet. 
	With Scott gone, Muriel had nothing to do except
watch computer entertainment and pornography.   When
an executive trainee came in,  Muriel eyed him
eagerly.   He was used to seeing her in the brothel,
but not in the executive suite. 
	He said, "Muriel, if you're alone, can we have sex
here rather than me going down to the brothel?"
	She replied, "No.  Scott told me not to fuck any
body."
	He said, "In that case, maybe you could pleasure me
with your mouth?"
	"Yeah.   I could do that.  That would not be fucking.
 Come here."
	The trainee walked over to her and pulled down his
fly.   Muriel placed her expert tongue around his
prick.   She licked  and sucked him so thoroughly that
he had no trouble releasing a torrent of cum into her
mouth.  She drank it as if it were water.  However,
she rinsed out her mouth in case Scott came back from
her meeting early.
	When he did return he was in a much better mood.  
The sales figures were better than expected,  causing
everyone to get a bonus.  He sat in his chair and
signaled Muriel to come next to him.  Her encounter
with the trainee had left her excited and eager.  
	She crawled up to him.  He opened his legs, letting
her rub the mound of his penis.  She opened his fly
and lowered his trousers.   Scott stood up to let her
remove them entirely.  
	"Suck it.  Get me really excited for you,"  Scott
instructed.
	She slowly engulfed his prick.   Unlike with the
trainee, she wanted it to last for Scott so he could
be at the pitch of excitement without have an orgasm. 
 She worked her lips around his circumference, sucking
 at the sensitive areas.  Scott leaned back in his
chair, trusting her to work her magic.
	"Muriel, you are the best whore we have,"   Scott
said with satisfaction.  
	"Thank you.  I try to be a good whore for you."  
	She continued to lick him, especially on the end. 
She was driving him crazy.   He had to do something
before he came all over her mouth.
	"Help me get undressed,"  he said.
	She removed his shoes and shirt, leaving him naked. 
He stood up to embrace her.  He pulled her to him, and
started to pump his pelvis at hers.  He then opened
her robe and marveled at her naked body.   He played
with her breasts, kissing them.   He then backed her
against the desk.  
	"I want you now, Muriel,"  he said.
	He stood in front of her.  He fingered her shaved
pussy.  She opened her legs and placed her knees on
his hips.  He easily entered her moist hole.   She
heaved a gratified sigh.  As he began to pump into
her, her sighs degenerated into squeals of delight. 
Her body began to vibrate, as if her cunt had flicked
on an orgasmic engine.  She pulled him tight, letting
wave after wave of erotic delight roll over her body. 
Scott  pushed her down on the desk, so he could freely
play with her tits.
	Just then, three other executives came into the
office.  Scott had neglected to close the door.  James
called out, "Scott, turn her over so we can all have a
chance."
	Scott muttered, "Wait your turn or go down the
brothel."
	They did not have long to wait.   Scott was about to
explode.  He grunted as he thrust into Muriel.   His
prick was squirting like a fountain.  He bathed her
eager cunt with white honey.
Scott continued to thrust until he had emptied himself
of pleasure.   But only when he pulled out did Muriel
cease her buzzing. 
	Muriel  said, quietly, "That was the best sex I've
had all month, I think."   For  her all sex was good,
and she had difficulty differentiating this month from
last month. 
	By then James and his friend Roderick were naked on
the couch.  But the third executive, Amy just stood
there.
	She said, "I'm going down to find one of the studs."
	James replied, "Amy, I'll be your stud."   She had
had an affair with him several years ago,  but decided
that she could not mix business with pleasure.  Since
then she got married and generally avoided sex with
any one except her husband and studs.  
	She said, "I'd rather trust a professional. Besides,
I'm off my contraceptive."
	That was not quite true.   She had stopped the
contraceptive recently, but there was still some in
her body.  She wanted to have a second baby.  
Although sex was separated from procreation, marriage
was not.  An unmarried woman was only allowed to have
one child, and an unmarried man was not allowed to
have any.  Only married women were allowed to have
two.  If she had a third child, or if an unmarried
woman had a second,  the baby might be taken from her
and raised as a  Plaything.  Until she got married,
Amy had no objection to having sex with any willing
partner, but the thought of conceiving a baby with any
man besides her husband was abhorrent.   Because studs
were sterile, she did not have to worry.   Besides she
could be selfish with a stud.   She could trust him to
take care of his own pleasure.   With her husband or
with another lover, she would have to give to him as
well as receive.  
	Scott went to the bathroom to clean himself off.   He
had planned to get dressed and send Muriel back to the
brothel.  But instead, he put on a lounging jacket and
watched his favorite whore pleasure his associates. 
Jack and Roderick sat side by side with Muriel on her
knees between them.   She moved back and forth,
bathing them with her oral magic.  Soon, their pricks
were at attention and ready to march.
	Rod moved behind Muriel, and positioned himself above
her well lubricated pussy.   He entered her easily,
forcing her face down onto Jack.  Muriel adjusted to
the dual assault.  Because of the pleasure she had
received from Scott, she was not quite as sensitive.  
Nevertheless, her orgasmic engine easily ignited,
until it gained full speed.   Rod began banging into
her, using her tits as handles.   She used Rod's
rhythm to go down on Jack.  Every thrust from him
caused her mouth to fill with Jack's prick.   Jack
held her head in place, also controlling her movement.

Muriel let Rod fill her with pleasure, and she wanted
to give the same pleasure to Jack.   Because she was
an experienced whore, she was able to give and receive
at the same time.
	"I love what you're doing to me,"  Jack said.
	"You have the best cunt in the  brothel,"  Rod added.
	The human chain began moving faster, as Rod pounded
her cunt.  He was on the verge of releasing his cum
into her deep pussy.  Jack was taking a bit longer. 
As soon as Rod achieved his release, Muriel was able
to concentrate more on Jack.  She used her hands and
lips to stroke him until he could not stand any more. 
The pressure on his balls were unbearable.  His dam
burst suddenly, pouring his cum over her mouth and
chest.   Muriel licked as much as she could.   She
also licked Rod clean, when he resumed his seat on the
couch.
	Meanwhile, Amy called to see if her favorite stud was
available.  When she found that Stuart was free, she
went to his room.  Stuart was the youngest stud in the
brothel, but he had enough experience to satisfy Amy. 
 Like the female Playthings,  Stuart just wore a short
robe.  He was not tall, but he was well built, with
powerful arms.  
	As soon as she got to his room,  Amy removed her all
her clothes except her panties.  She pranced up to
him, with her arms back,  thrusting her tits.  She
described what she saw her friends do to Muriel.
	Then she said, "Take me,  Stuart.   Ravish me.  I
need it.  Don't show me any mercy."
	Stuart pulled her to him,  holding her to his pelvis.
  Amy reached down for his prick.  It soon expanded
like a balloon, until it was as large as a ripe
pineapple.  
	"You have to most wondrous prick, Stuart.   Use it on
me,"  Amy said.
	First Stuart want to make sure she was moist and
excited.   He pushed her against a soft wall in his
room, and knelt down to remove her panties.  He made
her stand with her legs apart, so he could study her
slit.  He moved his fingers around the edges, and then
placed his mouth square in the middle.    She picked
up one leg and let it rest on his shoulder.   That
gave him complete access to her clitoris.  
	Amy closed her eyes and let the tension mount in her
pelvis.  She was enjoying it, but this was not the
encounter she had  planned.   She pulled off his robe.
	"Ravish me with your monstrous prick," she demanded.
	Stuart stood in front of her.  He bent his knees
until he had positioned his prick below her pussy.  He
then pushed into her, almost lifting her off the
ground.  He gripped her in his powerful arms until she
was resting on his hips.   He banged her against the
wall, leaving her helpless against his assaults.
	She screamed, "Yes, Yes, Fuck me.  Fuck me hard."		
	His prick scraped against the edges of her pussy.  
Each time he pushed into her,  the friction set up a
fire in her pussy.   The heat sent her into
convulsions of pleasure.
	"Make me cum,"  she demanded.
	Her orgasm roared through her body.
	"Don't stop.  I need some more,"  she urged.
	As a stud, Stuart had the ability to pump
continuously, without cuming.   He lowered her to the
ground, but did not pull out.  Instead he left her
shoulders on the floor, while he stood with her legs
on his hips.   Again, she was deliciously helpless.  
Stuart used his prick like a battering ram, repeatedly
banging into her.  
	Amy screamed as came again.   She was not sure she
could take another orgasm, but she was willing to try.
 
	"Do me one more, "  she urged.
	Amy was sweating with effort and breathing hard.   
	"Use me for your own pleasure,"  Amy said, trying to
catch her breath.
	That gave Stuart permission to cum himself.   He
could have gone longer, but his pleasure was building
too.   A stud was trained to last until his partner
was ready.  He let his pressure grow.   Soon, he
released a torrent of cum into her hot pussy.   When
she felt herself being soaked in semen, Amy shook with
another orgasm.
	Stuart lowered her body to the floor, and pulled out
of her pussy.   Amy lay there for several minutes,
satisfied but exhausted.   Stuart lifted her up and
put his on his bed and lay next to her.  He held her
for several minutes, until she felt together enough to
get up.  
	"Thank you, Stuart.  That was wonderful, as usual."
	"You're welcome, Ms Amy."   Those were the first
words he said all afternoon.
	Amy showered and dressed.  She went back to the
executive wing to see her colleagues.  There she found
Muriel  naked in a hot tub with the officers.   Muriel
floated there, glassy eyed, in a post orgasmic daze,
muttering repeatedly, "Please sir, no more.  Please
let me rest."
	All of the men had fucked and played with her until
her pussy was sore and her pelvic muscles exhausted.
	Scott called, "Amy, why don't you get undressed and
join us? Your group earned us the big bonus."
	She replied, "No thanks.  I am already well fucked by
my Plaything, and apparently, so are you by yours."
	The men rubbed their large but flaccid penises
against Muriel's breasts, to no avail.   Amy called
the brothel to get them to retrieve Muriel.  When the
executives realized that the play with their Plaything
was over, they also dressed to go home. 


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