
~Subject: Tammy (M/f ,F/f ,NC, Blackmail) Repost
~From: scorpion@crown.net (Ken Merrell)
~Date: Tue, 02 Jan 1996 09:18:56 GMT
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WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING

This story contains descriptive scenes of sex, some nonconsentual,
and is intened as ADULT entertainment.  If this sort of material 
offends you or you are under age.  DON'T READ ANY FURTHER
OR DOWNLOAD.  By the way, the story is FICTION!!!!! The
author does not condone the below activites....it's a story for God's 
sake get over it.  As always, comment or suggestions are welcome on
alt.sex.stories.d or EMail.

Enjoy........

Roger P. Tipe

                      TAMMY AT WORK- PART 1

     Tears streamed down Tammy's face as she drove home.  Her
terrible ordeal at the Country Club had left her humiliated,
sore, deathly afraid and more pissed off than she had ever been
during her young life.  There just had to be a way out of this
mess.  She was not a stupid girl.  David Lee's little gang rape,
which may have left her impregnated with a Mexican baby, was just
the beginning.  That much she knew.  There was no telling what
David might have in store for her if she were to follow his
orders and come to work for him.  The thought of being forced to
be his sex  slave made Tammy's stomach turn, and for the third
time on her way home, she pulled the car over to the side of the
road and vomited..  
     That seemed to help her gather her wits a bit.  There really
was not way out.  David Lee had the tape of Tammy and would use
it against her in a heartbeat.  One look at that tape and Tammy's
father would kick her out of the house and never speak to her
again.  Not to mention what it would do to her entire family. 
Their good name would be ruined.  Her only choice was to go along
with David's plan to manipulate her until she could find some way
to turn it around on him.  The idea of being that bastard's sex
slave was not at all pleasant, but neither was the alternative. 
Besides, he would want to keep her on a short leash and that
would allow Tammy to search for weaknesses.  Revenge was running
a close second to self preservation on her list of  reasons for
going along with his plan.
     Convincing her father to allow her to take a job with his
chief competitor was actually easier than Tammy had feared. 
After his initial explosion, Mr. Douglas calmed down rather
quickly. Just one mention for Tammy about the advantages of
having someone close to Lee to monitor his maneuvers, got Tammy's
father's mind racing with possibilities.  Both companies were
going after a small computer software firm and Douglas
desperately wanted to gain the upper hand. In his mind, he
assumed that this was Lee's intention in offering the job to his
daughter..  Lee obviously hoped to get some inside dirt himself,
not realizing that Douglas' innocent looking daughter was herself
learning the wicked ways of cooperate America.
     In the end, Mr. Douglas kissed his daughter on the forehead,
secretly proud of how she was growing up to be quite a ruthless
little business woman.  The future of Douglas Enterprises looked
exceptionally bright.

                               II

     Mrs. Lee did not so much as notice her husband's pleasant
demeanor at the breakfast table.  She sat picking at her food
thinking that the sooner he left, the soon she could wash down a
couple of valium with some bourbon.  Their daughter Wendy,
however was very aware of her father's cheerful smirk as she
picked at her omelet.  Having seen her father's little game with
that stuck up cunt Tammy Douglas, Wendy knew exactly why he was
smiling.  Daddy had himself a new toy, a young pretty one at
that.
     She had seen the tape that her father was using to hold
Tammy captive.  Had even seen where he had hidden a copy.  As
soon as he was gone and her mother was safely intoxicated beyond
conciseness, Wendy would have the tape in her hands.  Her father
had always said that knowledge was power.  A wicked grin crossed
Wendy's thin lips at the thought of the amount of power her
knowledge would give her.  Tammy Douglas was going to have to pay
for all the years of teasing and harassment she and people like
her had given to Wendy.  Oh was that little bitch going to pay.
     David Lee could hardly wait to get to the office.  He had
such plans for his newest toy.  His cock was raging at the
thought of the depraved things he was going to make the prim and
proper daughter of his biggest rival do.  Before he was finished,
that private school educated little debutante would be little
more than a common street whore.  Oh what fun it would be to see
the look on her father's face as the entire town laughed at her. 
He was bursting to have his cock inside of Tammy's sweet pussy. 
It would take a great deal of control for him not to fuck her
right away, but David knew that if he did that, he would be
taking it far too easy on the little bitch.  His plans were to
completely abuse and humiliate the young model.  when he was
finished with her, she would be a complete mess and the Douglas
family fortune would be in his hands.  David chuckled wickedly at
his plans.  This was going to be so much fun.
     As per his usual routine, David Lee met first with Lee
Industries Chief of Operations, Stephanie Hughes.  Ms. Huhges had
been with the company for twelve years, had clawed her way to the
top through sheer will and stop at nothing attitude.  While she
had shared David's bed many years earlier, he was quick to
realize that her value to the company lie not between the sheets,
but in the boardroom.  Still, she was an attractive woman, and
still caused David some distractions...on most days, but not
today.  Stephanie curiously raised an eyebrow upon recognizing
the name of Mr. Lee's new hire.  She listened intently to his
instructions as to her training regimen.  Working for a man like
David Lee for a dozen years had taught Stephanie never to be too
surprised, but this seemed to be rather risky.  Still, the
thought of supervising the daughter of a rival like this was
enough to get the usually hard nosed businesswoman boiling with
delight and passion.
     Their meeting finished, Mr. Lee sat at his desk, waiting for
Tammy's arrival.  He would be greeting her personally each
morning.  Stephanie took her leave and decided to take a few
moments to "check up on things down in the mailroom."  This
routine task could easily have been handled by a subordinate, but
Stephanie Hughes had her own reasons for keeping a close eye on
things in the mailroom.  David smiled knowingly at her less than
discreet motives.
     Stephanie had been making every possible excuse to run down
to the mailroom and check on Woody Turner, the newly promoted
head of the mailroom.  Fourteen years her junior, the twenty year
old was the picture of masculine perfection, tall, well built
with dark hair and piercing  eyes.  Woody had left college early
when a blown knee ended his football career, voiding his
scholarship.  He had returned home not the conquering hero, but
as a bit of a failure.  Woody had been very fortunate to have
landed the job with Lee Industries, but since taking the job, he
had shown great aptitude and desire to advance.
     The younger man had thus far shown no interest in
Stephanie's flirtations, but she was not at all worried.  Working
for a man like David Lee had taught her many things.  Among them,
that eventually, everyone must pay the toll to move up the
ladder.  She had plans to personally collect many a nights
pleasure from the young stud before letting him climb any higher.

                               III
     Tammy arrived at precisely 8:30 AM as instructed.  She
walked confidently into Mr. Lee's office dressed in a
conservatively long skirt, long sleeved blouse and jacket.  Her
low heels rounded out a very businesslike outfit.  David had to
admit to himself that she looked quite presentable, even somewhat
formidable.  However, this outfit would never do for what he had
in mind.  She looked like a mid level executive, and David knew
that Tammy would be a good one.  Except for one thing, he had a
much lower level position for her.  Tammy Douglas would never
reach anything higher than entry level at Lee Industries, now
matter how great she looked.
     "Sit down." he order, gesturing to a chair across the desk
from him.  "You are prompt, I like that.  In fact, I demand it. 
However, your attire is much too upscale for the position I have
for you.  I know your background and schooling was priming you to
be an executive, but you'll be starting out at an entry level
position, and not a highly skilled one at that.  Here you are not
different than the high school graduates I have diligently
inputting invoices."  He smiled a bit as her confident look
faded.  "I thought you might overdress, so I took the liberty of
buying you a more appropriate outfit.  You will find it hanging
on the door.  In the future, you will come to work dressed in a
similar fashion.  He motioned towards an outfit hanging on the
back of his office door.  Tammy obediently walked over to
retrieve it.  "Put it on."  David said as she eyed the clothes. 
"Right now."
     Tammy knew that this sort of sexual abuse would be coming,
and at least if he got it over with now, she could forget about
it for the rest of the day.  She walked defiantly back over to
the desk, tossing the outfit into her chair.  Tammy was
determined to do what she had to do, but no one said she had to
enjoy herself.  Without expression, she shed her expensive
designer jacket and unbuttoned her blouse, carefully hanging both
on the hanger.  David was once again amazed at how firm her
breasts were.  As Tammy raised her arms and began to pull the
very low cut sweater on, David protested.  "I think you can do
without the bra dear."  he said matter of factly.
     She tried to hide her growing disappointment, but Tammy had
never been much of an actress.  She knew that David Lee was not
about to make it easy on her, but his plan seemed to include
putting her to work dressed like a very fashion deficient steno
poll reject.  Avoiding his leering eyes, Tammy unfastened her bra
and let it fall unceremoniously to the floor.  Her breasts barely
moved as she hurriedly raised her arms to put on the sweater. 
David let her hurry through this step of the ritual.  It would be
better to leave her some control now so that he could enjoy
taking the last of it away from her at a later time.
     The sweater, a full two sizes too small, served to
accentuate Tammy's full breasts.  "Now the skirt."  David said,
smiling.  She unzipped her skirt and let it fall.  The skirt
David had selected was a much shorter, tight stretch material. 
As this as it was, there was no way for her to wear any panties. 
Without a word, Tammy complied with David's unspoken
requirements.  She slid her black panty hose down her long legs. 
Tammy did not even pause before removing her panties as well. 
This was a pleasant surprise for David who was planning to let
Tammy wear panties for her first few days with the company.
     As Tammy struggled to pull the tight skirt over her
curvaceous hips, David leaned back in his chair, satisfied with
his feeling of utter power over this beautiful young woman.  As
she slipped her feet into the black five inch pumps he had
provided for her, he saw the last of her old self slip away, and
he was pleased.  The outfit was perfect.  It made her look like
an exceptionally cheap version of the minimum wage dolts he hired
to do the shit work and keep the low level executives happy as
they endlessly tried to fuck their way up the corporate ladder.
     Satisfied with her overall look, David motioned for her to
once again sit down in the chair.  "You will be under the direct
supervision of Stephanie Hughes and will report to me twice daily
for special assignments."  Tammy cringed at the added inflection
David gave to the word 'special.'  "The most important thing for
you to know is that you will be required to work and work hard. 
I am not going to give you a free ride no matter how often I fuck
you.  You will be watched at all times my dear, so do be careful
not to slack off."  He paused, smiling.  "And I would be careful
about who you tell people you are.  Your father's unscrupulous
business practices have, over the years, caused me to make some
rather unkind personnel moves.  You would not be very popular, so
be discreet if you know what's good for you..  Welcome aboard
Miss Douglas, and do have a pleasant day."
     Tammy sat in the chair for a moment, not sure what to do
next.  Surely this couldn't be all he had in mind.  Not after
yesterday.  At last, she stood and hesitantly began to exit.  "Oh
yes, one last thing."  Tammy's heart sank.  "You are to follow
every order given to you by Ms. Hughes as if it came from my very
own lips.  And Tammy, be here at noon, we'll have lunch."  With
that, David returned to his work and Tammy exited the office. 
Tammy walked past Mr. Lee's secretary, feeling the older woman's
icy stare on her back as she walked by in her new, all too cheap,
outfit.
     Stephanie Hughes was waiting for Tammy and grinned wickedly
at the getup David had put her in.  "Oh, you will be a big hit in
that."  She said mockingly.  Stephanie raised her hand to silence
Tammy before she could even respond.  "Now let's get you down to
work Miss Douglas.  You are already twenty minutes late."
     Tammy was led down into a crowded room filled with a dozen
or so workers, mostly young women, all sitting at computer
terminals, frantically typing away.  After a brief explanation,
Stephanie left Tammy at a computer with a huge stack of invoices
to be inputted before lunch.  Alone now, Tammy wasn't sure how to
feel.  She had graduated at the top of her class and after only
year of college, already knew more about how to run a company
than half of the executives at her father's company.  But here
she was at a computer terminal, surrounded by a bunch of high
school underachievers.  None of whom were qualified to clean her
house, let alone stare condescendingly at her as she sat typing
away.
     The work was harder than she could have imagined.  Tammy's
typing skills were decent, but the constant inputting soon had
her hands and arms aching with overwork.  The uncomfortable
clothes did little to help her situation, constantly riding up on
her thighs causing her to shift in her chair.  As lunch
approached, Tammy's to do pile was less than half finished.  The
other girls all seemed to be finished and had begun to gather
themselves up for lunch.
     Tammy pushed her chair back and started to stand when she
felt a hand on her shoulder, pushing her back down.  She heard a
female voice scold her.  "No one takes lunch until all of their
work is done.  No free rides down here, no matter who you fucked
to get this job."  Rage filled Tammy as the words hit her.  Who
was this girl?   Tammy could run this whole company with her
brains and education and here was some minimum wage tramp
implying that she, Tammy Douglas, had to sleep with someone just
to get some loser entry level position.  It was a complete
outrage.  Luckily for Tammy, Stephanie Hughes interrupted before
she could blow her cover.
     "Lunch time Miss Douglas."  She said rather gruffly.
     The other girl chimed in.  "But, Ms. Hughes, her work isn't
finished.  Policy says..."
     Stephanie cut her off.  "I know the policy Miss Siefert,
thank you.  But it seems as if Mr. Lee wants to personally
welcome our newest member to the company.  His orders state that
she is to join him immediately while one of you catches her up on
the work.  Choose the one Miss Douglas."
     Tammy stood silently, not responding.  This was way too
cruel.  How could she work with these women if they all saw her
getting special treatment, and to top it off she had to choose
which of the girls had to pull her extra weight.  The look on Ms.
Hughes' face reminded Tammy of David's orders.  Without looking
up to meet the icy stares of her coworkers, Tammy pointed to the
short, stocky blonde girl who had shoved her back into her chair.
Stephanie smiled, this was a major mistake on Tammy's part,
singling out the one girl in the group with any balls at all.  
     "All right Miss Siefert, get to work.  Miss Douglas, you
better get you ass up to the boss's office before lunch gets
cold."
     Tammy hurried out of the room, not daring to look up at the
disapproving faces on the other girls.  She knew that David would
have something degrading planned for her upstairs, but at that
point, anything had to be better than the naked hatred that the
other girls were showing her.
     
                               IV

     David was waiting in his office, sipping a martini and
smiling to himself.  It had already been a very busy morning. 
The wheels were set in motion for a very big, if risky move later
that week.  Now he was ready for a bit of relaxation.  At long
last, he was going to get to fuck Tammy Douglas.  His cock
throbbed in his trousers when he heard a weak knock on his office
door.
     "Come in."  He called.
     As Tammy entered, David was again struck by her beauty.  No
cheap outfit could alter her fin features and magnificent body. 
She was stunning, the result of very good blood lines.  This only
made his desire to defile her grow more intense.  "Sit down."  He
mumbled, still going over a pile of papers.  Tammy sat, her hands
folded in her lap, caressing the sore flesh of her palms.  A hard
half day's work was more than the little Princess was used to. 
David smiled, satisfied with how it had begun.  Without looking
up, he asked.  "Enjoying your first day?"
     Tammy grew angry.  He was mocking her.  "No."  she blurted
out, not thinking.  "How could you do that to me?  Making me
single out someone to do my extra work for me.  Do you know what
they will all think?"
     David looked up at her.  "First, my dear, never raise your
voice to me again.  Second, I don't care what they will think. 
Third, how can I do it?  Princess I own you.  I can and will do
anything I fucking please with your life.  Best get used to
that."
     Tammy suddenly found herself without comment.  She had been
able to trick herself for a while that this was just an
unpleasant job she would have to tolerate, but deep inside she
knew that for the time being, David Lee did in fact own her.  She
struggled mightily to hold back tears.  The last thing she wanted
to do want give him that satisfaction.  
     Sensing she was near the breaking point, David decided it
was time to proceed.  "Lean back. " he ordered.  "Spread your
legs like the cheap whore you are."  The days of using his power
to fuck younger women had long ago lost their appeal to David,
but this was so new and exciting.  he felt like a teen ager
discovering sexual power once again.  He had the most beautiful
young woman in town, the rich, well bred daughter of a rich and
powerful man at his mercy and he was going to her in every way.
     Tammy slid her ass to the front of the chair, spreading her
tan thighs, exposing her pussy to David.  She tried to block out
his cruel words and pretend she was at home, giving herself
pleasure.  She closed her eyes and tried to block out the horror
that had become her life.
     "Open your eyes. : David barked.  "Look at me  while you
touch yourself slut."  He wanted to see all that spirit and fight
drain from her as she  became more and more his possession.
"Touch your dirty pussy Tammy.  You know you are just dying for
release.  All that fucking yesterday must have spoiled you, all
those cock fucking you.  You came so hard we were sure you would
never stop.  Finger your pussy and pretend its my cock."
     Tammy was unable to block out the memories that he was
bringing back.  All those strange men holding her down and
fucking her mercilessly.  Just using her to fuck then dump their
loads into her tight pussy.  As her fingers stroked up and down
the length of her slit, Tammy felt the lubrication begin to flow
like a fountain.  Another small piece of her will tore away and
was lost forever.
               TAMMY AT WORK- PART TWO

                                I

     David continued to talk to Tammy as she inserted her index
finger into her rapidly lubricating pussy.  His words slapped at
her and yet she found that she could not stop her pussy juices
from flowing more freely.   Her breathing began to shorten as he
continued.
     "You had so much fun being gang banged by the club staff,
didn't you?  You were more fun for them that old whore Rosa. 
Much younger and so much more enthusiastic.  Too bad non of them
had condoms.  I mean, who knows, you could be carrying one of
their little babies inside of you right now.  Wouldn't that make
daddy so proud of little Princess?  Won't he be so happy to see
your belly all stretched out with a little Mexican grand baby for
him and mommy?  Of course it may ruin your modeling career.  Who
wants a fat model?  don't worry though, you will still have this
job.  Think of the other girls faces as they see you coming to
work dress like that and all pregnant.  Won't they get a good
laugh?  Oh, but I guess you won't be as popular with the boys
when that tight little cunt of yours is all stretched out after
having the baby.  I guess then, the club staff will have to fuck
your ass to get their twenty dollars worth from you whore."
     Despite her best efforts to ignore him, Tammy found herself
falling into the hypnotic rhythm of David's voice.  She was now
fingering her pussy with two fingers at an increasing rate.  The
tension building in her loins was unbearable, and she knew that
she would cum soon.  David could sense this as well.  She was so
easy for him to control now.  This was a young woman so used to
having men drop at her feet, that the idea of someone taking all
her power away was actually turning her on.  He watched her face
flush as an orgasm approached.
     "Take your hands away now slut."  he barked.  When she did
not respond immediately, David slammed his fist down on the desk
and yelled. "I said stop that now you filthy slut."
     Tammy was shocked back from the brink of climax and
reluctantly pulled her fingers from her dripping pussy.  She was
shaking and out of breath, dying to let herself go over the edge
and cum.  Still trembling, she looked across at David with a
confused, pitiful, questioning look on her face.
     "Oh don't worry slut."  David mocked.  "You'll get to cum. 
That is what you want isn't whore?"
     Tammy sat silently, trying to regain her composure.  "Answer
me."  He shouted.  "Tell me you want to cum and I just might let
you."
     Reluctantly, Tammy nodded.  "Yes.  I want to cum, please let
me cum."
     A huge smile crossed David's lips.  "All right, but first, I
need some lunch."  He pressed the intercom on his desk and ten
seconds later the office door opened.  Tammy scrambled to cover
herself as a deli delivery boy walked in carrying a brown paper
sack.  The delivery boy, who looked to be about her own age,
smirked as he walked past Tammy, setting the bag onto David's
desk.  He had seen this type of low class bimbo in her before,
trying to make her way in the world the old fashioned way.
     "Thank you Jimmy."  David said.  "Put it on the company tab.
Unfortunately, I seem to be completely out of cash for a tip."
     "No problem Mr. Lee."  The young man replied, turning to
leave.
     "No Jimmy, you know that I always pride myself on being a
generous tipper.  I think that I may be able to give you
something almost as good as money.  In fact, if you would stay a
few moments, it would be a great help to me."
     Tammy's eyes opened wide and she tried to protest, but David
cut her off.  "Get back to what you were doing, slut."  He
bellowed.  Turning back to Jimmy, he said.  "You see, I have this
new toy and since I can't pay you, perhaps you would care to stay
a while and watch her show in place of a cash tip."
     "No."  Cried Tammy, tears welling up in her beautiful blue
eyes.  "You can't."
     "Poor misguided young Tammy."  David replied calmly.  "You
just keep forgetting I can do anything I please.  You were just a
few moments ago telling me how badly you needed to cum.  I, being
such a kind hearted man, was about to let you, and you treat me
with such disrespect, and in front of Jimmy no less.  I'm afraid
I can't have that kind of insubordination on my staff.  I suppose
I'll just have to let you go Ms. Douglas."
     A sparkle of hope crossed Tammy's face for the briefest of
moments.  Could he mean that he was going to just let her go and
forget this whole thing?  Was her torture actually over?  David
could almost hear her thoughts as he paused for  the slightest
moment before continuing.  "Oh course, that would mean that your
father would be receiving a certain package in the mail
containing a certain video tape."
     Jimmy watched silently, not sure what to make of the whole
scene.  however, he knew better than to comment or make for the
door.  David Lee was not one to mess with.
     "No."  whimpered Tammy, understanding again that she had no
choice but to submit to David's orders.  Without another word,
she raised her skirt up and began to slowly rub her pussy,
moaning softly at the pleasure she felt in spite of her growing
humiliation.
     "That's better pet, show Jimmy what a ripe little whore you
are.  This is how you will be spending your lunch breaks while
here at Lee Industries, showing your cunt to anyone I say, making
yourself cum like a common street tart."  Tammy's fingers worker
faster on her pussy as she desperately tried to bring herself to
orgasm before David could make her stop again.  Her breathing
increased and soon she was moaning and writhing in the chair
wildly.
     David watched Tammy carefully as he had done the day before,
sensing her approaching climax and at the last possible moment,
barking an order.  "Stop!"  he yelled so strongly that Tammy was
startled out of her rhythm.  "I didn't say you could cum yet
whore."
     Tammy moaned loudly in pain and frustration, that was twice
he had stopped her short, she felt as if her entire body might
explode if she wasn't allowed to climax.  "Please"  she panted,
rubbing her wet lips harder again.
     "I said stop it now you dirty slut." David commanded. 
"Jimmy, it seems that Miss Douglas has a problem keeping her
mouth shut.  Since this is her last chance to cum before I
dismiss her permanently, perhaps you could help her."  
     The familiar look of protest crossed Tammy's face, but David
beat her to the next line.  "Not a word bitch, or that tape goes
straight to daddy.   Now you go back to making your little pussy
cum and Jimmy will help you keep that mouth too busy to make so
much noise."  He nodded his head in Jimmy's direction and the
younger man stepped up next to Tammy.  Yes indeed, this was
better than the usual dollar tip Mr. Lee usually gave him.
     He walked over next to Tammy and began to undo his pants. 
Tammy dutifully went back to work on her pussy.  Once Jimmy had
his pants around his knees, he leaned in close and Tammy wrapped
her lips around his growing cock.  He moaned loudly as she went
to work on him, wanting to get him off as quickly as she could to
get it over with.  Tammy suspected that Jimmy had never had
someone as good at sucking cock or as pretty as she was, so it
didn't appear to be too much of a challenge.
     Tammy was right on all counts.  Although no virgin, Jimmy
had never had such a skilled pair of lips wrapped around his
cock.  He also could never have dreamed of having such a gorgeous
woman doing such things to him.  Wanting to enjoy the feelings,
but also wanting to give in to the pleasure, jimmy held off as
long as he could before groaning loudly on one of Tammy's very
deep strokes.  "I'm going to cum."  He managed weakly.
     "Go ahead."  said David.  This little slut lives to swallow
cum, shoot it into her mouth.  That way she won't even need to
eat lunch."  David laughed loudly as he watched Tammy begin to
shudder, lost in her own climax, squealing against the cock
shoved in her throat.  At the same time, Jimmy stopped thrusting
and just stood there moaning.  His whole body looked like it
might explode as he blasted cum into Tammy's mouth.  She wanted
to deny David the satisfaction of seeing her spill any of Jimmy's
seed on her dress, so Tammy swallowed as quickly as she could,
somehow managing to gulp down each and every drop of the hot
creamy fluid.
     As Jimmy withdrew his spent prick from Tammy's mouth, she
was careful to suck it clean, leaving no trace of the rather
large load Jimmy had just left in the young woman's mouth.  David
applauded both of their efforts.  He allowed Jimmy ten seconds to
pull up his jeans before dismissing him with a simple gesture. 
The grateful young man hurried out of the office, knowing that he
had a tale none of his friends would ever believe.
     Alone with Tammy, David sat silently for a few moments,
enjoying the sight of her.  Tammy's fingers still played
absent-mindedly with her clit.  "Well, my dear."  David said at
last.  "It seems we have used up almost all of your lunch break. 
I do hope Jimmy's little protein shake will be enough to hold you
over until five o'clock."  He laughed again as he stood behind
his desk.
     "Come here."  he said, motioning for her to stand and join
him.  Tammy obeyed, not bothering to fix her skirt as she walked
around behind David's desk.  He placed her on the desk, legs
spread wide as he stood between them, stroking his hard cock. 
Tammy thought for a moment of how it had felt the day before
rammed into her mouth, so thick, so rough.  She wondered if David
would be any gentler on her pussy.  Luckily for her, the
masturbation and subsequent orgasm had left her more than
adequately lubricated for almost anything he could dish out. 
Still, she winced a bit as the fat head of his prick came in
contact with her pussy lips.
     "I've waited for this moment for a very long time Tammy." 
Was all David said as he thrust forward, driving his thick cock
into her.  It's width stretched Tammy much more than her fingers
had and she groaned a bit in discomfort, trying to move away from
David's invading prick.  He grabbed her by the hips, holding her
still as he buried himself all the way inside.  Tammy silently
thanked God that David was not as long as he was wide, she might
be split in two by a cock of that size.  David's face was so
close to hers that Tammy instinctively leaned forward as if to
kiss the older man.  He pulled his face away quickly.
     "You don't think I'd kiss your whore's mouth do you?"  He
mocked.  "I mean, dearest, I may use you tight pussy as my fuck
toy, but you just swallowed that delivery boy's cum.  Never will
I soil my lips on such a sperm toilet as your mouth."  Tammy
could actually feel his cock throb and grow fatter as he
assaulted her with his cruel words.  He was getting off on being
able to do anything he wanted to this beautiful young woman who
was so used to being treated like a Princess.  His thrusts grew
more intense and Tammy had to brace herself on the desk as David
pounded away, almost knocking her over.
     "I'm going to cum in you slut.  Just like you want me to." 
An evil smile crossed Tammy's face and she tried to turn away so
as not to have to look at him.  He gripped her chin in his palm
and forced her eyes back to his.  "You know you're just praying
for me to get you pregnant aren't you slut?  That way you won't
have to explain to daddy why the little bastard child is a half
breed.  Well, slut open that womb up real wide for me because
I've got a nice big load to shoot up into that worthless cunt of
yours."
     That seemed to push David over the edge.  His eyes shut and
his body tensed visibly as he held his cock steady, buried to the
hilt inside of Tammy's pussy.  She could feel his hot cum begin
to shoot from his prick, bathing her insides in a warm wash that
was equal parts disgust and erotic pleasure.  She had always
loved the feel of a man shooting his seed deep inside of her. 
Somehow the idea that David may have been impregnating her took
away only slightly from the pleasure.
     When his prick stopped spasming, David opened his eyes and
smiled.  "Here's to good seed planting my dear."  he said with a
sneer as he pulled his softening prick from her.  He was careful
not to let too much of his thick cream leak out of her onto his
desk.  Looking at his watch, David chuckled.  "Oh dear, you are
late.  No time to clean up, what a pity.  Guess you'll just have
to leave all that cum in you until five.  Enjoy the rest of your
day."  With that, he turned away and pulled up his trousers. 
Tammy stood up carefully, trying to hold her pussy muscles tight
so as not to have a tell tale drip coming from her pussy.
     As Tammy  took a step towards the door, David said to her. 
"Leave the panties.  You can pick them up here after work."
     Tammy's head hung low as she walked out of David's office. 
It was uncomfortable to walk all that way holding his cum inside
of her.  Plus, all of the other workers seemed to notice how
messed up her face was.  Whispers of "Slut.  Whore.Tramp.:" and a
host of other names echoed in her ears all the way back down to
her cubicle.  The roomful of workers all glared at Tammy as she
walked in.  She was a full ten minutes late coming back from
lunch and her appearance only confirmed what they already knew,
that Tammy was fucking the boss.  While most everyone in this
office was fucking someone or another to get ahead, the idea that
this new girl was fucking the big boss put her at the top of
their hit list from the start.  Add to that, her lack of job
skills and the fact that her lagging behind was put off onto
another worker. and Tammy could feel their hateful stares as she
sat down at her terminal.
     She tried to concentrate on getting her work done.  The
humiliation of not being able to keep up with the others was
almost as bad as having to fuck and suck whenever and whomever
David said.  Tammy could hear the others chatting about her
behind her back, but did her best to put it out of her mind. 
What she could not put out of her mind however, was the slow
oozing of David's cum from her pussy.  There was just no way to
hold it for that long, so the sticky cream dripped from her,
making a large and uncomfortable wet spot on the back of her
skirt.  When she stood up to stretch at break time, Tammy was
mortified to hear the others giggle and see them point at the
spot.  Even worse, before she could sit back down, a large glob

of half dried sperm dripped from her, landing on her shoe for the
others to see.  They roared with laugher and once again Tammy
Douglas, proud and privileged Princess could do nothing to stop
them.
     Five o'clock could not have come soon enough for Tammy. 
Even when it did finally come, she had some work left over.  She
wanted to finish it herself to avoid having to put one of the
others through all of that mess again, but Tammy also knew the
penalty for not showing up in David's office on time.  Her look
of indecision must have been obvious, because one of the others
spoke up.  "You better get someone else to do it for you, I'm
sure you're meal ticket wouldn't want his whore to be late." 
Turning her head to see who had spoken, Tammy saw that it was the
blonde she had given her work to earlier.
     "I don't know what you think you're talking about."  Tammy
said, suddenly remember herself and feeling full of pride.
     The other girl approached Tammy, unafraid.  "Oh yeah?"  She
questioned.  "Then what's with that cum stain on your dress? 
Even a whore knows to clean herself up after the fucks."
     "You would know all about that I suppose."  Tammy replied
confidently.
     The door opened and Stephanie Hughes raised her voice to
that 'I mean business' tone.  "Ladies!  This is no way to end a
day.  Ms. Douglas, you are wanted upstairs.  Ms. Siefert, finish
her work and don't let me catch either of you pulling this sort
of crap on work time again."  With that she was gone.  Tammy
didn't seem to notice that Ms. Hughes had just saved her from a
solid fist to her nose.  Tammy exited without a word or glance
backwards.
               TAMMY GOES TO WORK PART THREE

     All full hour in the shower at home was not enough to wash
away all of the degradation that Tammy felt after her second desk
top fuck of David at work.  Just as before, he unceremoniously
raised her skirt and pumped her for a few minutes before
unloading his sperm inside of her.  Then he sent her home like
some used piece of meat.  It had only been one day, but already
she was beginning to feel like there was no way she could
continue.
     He father was in no mood to hear anything but good reports
from her first day on the job.  Did she hear anything?  What was
Lee planning?  Were there any openings for other spies?  She knew
that anything less than what he wanted to hear would lead her
father to become suspicious, so Tammy lied outright about her
position at Lee Industries and told her father that Lee was in
fact working on a huge deal.  For more details, however, Tammy
explained that she needed more time.  This quieted her father a
great deal as he finished his dinner with a huge smile on his
face.
     Across town the Lee family ate dinner in its usual silence. 
Both David and Wendy Lee finished their dinner with huge smiles
on their faces.  David was pleased with his first day of
torturing Tammy and with the early developments with his bid for
the software firm.  It was a bold and potentially risky move, but
somehow he felt more alive and ready for  a fight than he had in
years.  His daughter had her won reasons for smiling.  She had
spent the first half of the day watching the tape of her father
and the other man raping and humiliating that bitch Tammy
Douglas, and then had managed to get herself laid.  It had taken
the pudgy redhead a hundred bucks, but the liquor store delivery
boy was actually a decent fuck. Wendy could still feel the slight
buzz from the orgasms he had given her, on top of the ones she
had given herself.  It had been a good day.
     
                               II

     Stephanie Hughes received her orders first thing Tuesday
morning and was intrigued and frightened by them.  David's plans
for young Tammy were fiendishly wonderful, but his plans for the
takeover were way too risky.  There would be no way to protect
themselves if he went through with it.  If, by chance another
company heard the way they were going about it, Lee Industries
would be left wide open to predators.  Still, Stephanie knew
better than to question him.  David Lee was not a man who like
being second guessed by anyone.  So, quietly, she left his office
and waited for Tammy, damning the fact that she did not have time
for a quick trip to the mailroom.
     When Tammy arrived, Stephanie explained that before she
began her normal work, there was a special assignment to do.  The
special assignment that David had given her was to go down to the
mailroom and bring coffee to some of the workers.  Tammy thought
it strange that only half of the workers were to get coffee and
that David had ordered her to tell them all that the coffee was
from her, but she was thankful not to have to start her day by
fucking anyone, so she scurried off to fetch the coffee.
     Down in the mailroom, Tammy delivered the coffee with a
smile to all the men Stephanie had pointed out in photographs. 
When they asked what it was for, Tammy replied as she had been
told, that it was a get to know you gift from her to them.  There
was no way to make it not sound like a bit of flirting, but Tammy
felt it was harmless enough.  Besides some of them were pretty
cute.  Lost in her thoughts, which were always on how she could
turn her situation around, Tammy did not even notice what all
seven men had in common.  They were the only seven men in the
mailroom who were white.  A new girl delivering coffee as a
personal act of kindness to seven white men while ignoring the
eight blacks in the room might have gone unnoticed to Tammy in
her state of thought, but it did not escape the eight blacks who
seemed to see it as something else entirely.
     Tammy was better able to keep up with her work on her second
day determined to not lag so far behind.  She still had work left
over at lunch time which Ms. Hughes ordered the blonde girl to
do.  This time, before being sent to Mr. Lee's office, Tammy was
told to take lunches down to the same men in the mail room.  This
was beginning to seem a bit odd, but Tammy knew she was better
off not resisting.  The men were all more than happy to accept
her kindness.  She was very good looking and seemed to be a bit
interested in them, at least some of them.  It was on this second
trip down that Tammy ran into Woody.  Both of them were a bit
shocked to meet old school friends here in the mailroom of Lee
Industries.  After some rather uncomfortable reintroductions, the
two chatted about their jobs.  Knowing that she would be missed,
Tammy dismissed herself with arrangements to meet up for coffee
after work.
     Although their meeting lasted no more than three minutes, it
had a profound effect on the attitudes of a number of people at
Lee Industries.  Samuel Taylor, the senior mail clerk at Lee had
seen them talking.  The fact that this new bitch was chummy with
Woody only confirmed what he had been telling his fellow black
workers all along; that she was a stuck up little racist cunt. 
Seeing their meeting on the security camera, Stephanie Hughes
felt such a rush of jealousy, it consumed her.  That little bitch
was here for some underhanded reason.  She could see it even if
David couldn't.  He was really good at letting his dick think for
him.  Now the slut was already looking to take Woody away from
her.  Stephanie Hughes swore at that moment, the same thing that
Samuel Taylor did.  That the new bitch had to be taught a major
lesson.
     At lunch that day, Stephanie had called in the blonde girl,
Rene Siefert, in for a chat.  Rene had been the one who was
pulling the extra weight for Tammy.  She hated the idea, but also
knew what happened to people at Lee Industries who challenged
orders.  Rene need this job and figured she would find her own
ways to get back at that bitch.  Some way off the job so as not
to upset the apple cart.  Rene had done her share of bed hopping
in hopes of moving up, but this little slut had somehow landed
the boss.  Not a good idea to mess with the big man's private
whore.  Knowing this, Rene was rather surprised to hear such
displeasure coming from Ms. Hughes.  At first Rene even suspected
the other woman of setting a trap for her.  
     Convinced that this was no trap, Rene listened intently as
Ms. Hughes told her of her own hatred for the new girl.  "Women
like that little whore make it tough for any of us hard working
women to ever get ahead."  she had said, striking a chord in
Rene's mind.  Stephanie went on to shock Rene by telling her that
"something really nasty should happen to that fucking cunt whore
to  make her sorry she ever opened her legs."  Rene secretly
agreed, but was more than surprised when Ms. Hughes suggested
such an action should come from Tammy's own co workers.  "I would
be inclined to turn my head the other way."  were her exact
words.  "If some industrious young woman were to conceive of and
execute such a plan."  That was all Ms. Hughes said on the
subject, but it was enough for Rene to know that she had a green
light to get even, and she was more than ready for it.
     For the rest of the day, Rene found it difficult to
concentrate on her work.  She kept staring over at Tammy
struggling to keep up the pace.  She kept dreaming up new and
exciting ways to punish her for being such a bitch.  She really
was quite attractive.  Rene got very excited about the idea of
forcing a girl like that to be a private sex toy for her and few
of the other workers who shared her taste for good pussy as well
as hard cock.  Rene soaked her panties through just thinking of
the things she was going to make Tammy do.
     Her revenge on Tammy set into motion, Stephanie went back to
work on preparing some kind of defensive strategy to offset what
David was preparing to do.  It wasn't going to work, she knew
that, and if she didn't at least try to save her reputation, she
could be ruined right along with him.  All thoughts of Woody and
Tammy faded from her mind as Stephanie got lost in her work.
     David was not unaware of Stephanie's planned vengeance on
Tammy.  Long ago, he had bugged her office to assure against any
plotting against him.  He did nothing to stop her however, if
anything, it would make it easier on him.  Just less punishment
to dish out to the little bitch on his part.  The thoughts of
what the other girls would do to Tammy had his cock throbbing
instantly.  He could hardly wait until five O'clock.
     That evening, after the usual quick fuck in David's office,
Tammy hurried down to the parking garage to get her car.  She was
rather excited by the prospect of meeting Woody.  In school, they
had been good friends, even dating a few times.  Tammy remembered
him as a good person, who always helped her out.  Besides that he
had a great big fat cock and really knew how to use it.  In her
excitement to get out of there, Tammy didn't notice the van
parked next to her car, not the figure who jumped out of it,
striking her on the head and throwing a burlap sack over her
face.  She struggled violently for a few seconds, then felt a
flash of great pain before blacking out.

                               II
     Tammy awoke slowly, with a killer headache and feeling like
she might throw up at any moment.  She felt oddly disoriented for
a few seconds before realizing that she was bound and gagged.  It
was dark, but she could feel the movement of the vehicle.  Trying
the ropes on her hands did no good, they were tied very tightly. 
With some effort, Tammy was able to force herself into a sitting
position.  All she could make out about her captors was that
there were three of them.  One in the driver's seat, one in the
passenger seat and one squatting in between facing the front of
the van.
     They were talking, but the noise of the van made it very
difficult for to make out what they were saying.  Without knowing
how long she had been out, Tammy really had no way of knowing how
far they had come or where she was.  The voices continued to
speak and Tammy thought that they sounded feminine, but still
could not be sure.  Panic began to set in as her mind flashed to
all of the gruesome possibilities of what might happen to her. 
Quietly, she searched the door behind her for a handle.  In her
efforts to open the back door, Tammy made too much noise and
alerted the three captors in the front.
     "She's awake."  The driver shouted.  "Get her."  In the
short time before she was grabbed by the other two, Tammy had
time to realize that they were women, and that the driver was in
fact Rene.  Knowing how much that bitch hated her did not make
Tammy feel much better.  The other two girls jumped on top of
her, and despite her struggles, Tammy was held in control in a
matter of seconds.
     "Let me go."  she cried out, still struggling against the
weight of her two attackers.  Tammy felt the van stop suddenly
and Rene got out of the seat and came to the back.  The two girls
had her on her stomach and used their body weight to hold her
down.  Rene Grabbed and handful of Tammy's blonde hair and jerked
her face upwards.
     "Listen to me you little bitch."  the woman growled.  "Your
kind is always coming and going around Lee, and we don't like it
very much.  Sluts like you who think they can fuck their way to
the top are nothing more that cheap whores who undermine the
integrity of the rest of us women."
     "But I didn't...."  Tammy began, but was stopped short when
Rene slapped her across the face hard enough to stun Tammy into
silence.  
     "Shut up slut.  We all know what you are, and we plan to
show you what happens to sluts like you."  Rene opened the side
door of the van.  The cool air rushed in.  It was very dark
outside.  They were in the middle of nowhere.  "Kick her out." 
said Rene coldly.
     The other two women got off of Tammy's back and lifted her
by her bound arms.  "Wait."  Tammy begged.  "Don't put me out
there, how will I get home?"
     Rene laughed.  "Personally, I don't think you will get home.
We're about twenty miles from work and the closest neighborhood 
is one that I don't think will suit you.  You'll be lucky if they
just kill you."
     "No."  She cried in desperation.  "What do you want from me,
I have money, I'll give you money.  Anything PLEASE!!!!!!"
     Rene raised her hand and the others stopped , holding Tammy
in the open doorway of the van.  "You don't have nearly enough
money to pay us off slut.  If you did, you wouldn't be working a
crappy five dollar an hour job.  However, there might be some way
we could make it more interesting.  What do you think girls?"
     The other girls agreed.  "It would be only fair to offer her
an alternative."  said one of them.
     Rene paused for a moment, as if pondering her options. 
Finally, she said.  "All right, you have two choices slut. 
First, we can let you out and you can fend for yourself out here.
Second, you can be to us the same sort of slut whore you are to
Mr. Lee.  You will service all three of us right here right now
in any way we say."  A huge smile crossed Rene's lips.  She loved
this sort of power, either way, Tammy would be getting some good
humiliation.  Like it or not, and the pretty ones never seemed to
like it much, she would be eating pussy or dying on the streets.
     Tammy was in no mood to be forced around by another person,
not after the abuse David had been laying out for her twice a
day, but she knew her chances on the streets, dressed like this
and tied up, were absolutely zero.  Turning her eyes away,
pretending to be thinking, Tammy finally nodded in agreement.
     Rene was a bit disappointed that she didn't put up more of
fight, but she could make up for it later.  "Get her back in
here."  Rene barked.  The other girls shoved her face down on the
van's floor.  Rene hopped back into the driver's street and sped
off.  She didn't drive for more than five minutes before she
finally stopped the van.  
     "Where are we?"  Tammy asked, trying to sit up.
     The three girls were coming towards her now.  "None of your
concern slut."  said Rene. "What is of your concern is that we
are horny, and it's your job to service us right now." Before
Tammy could object, Rene put her foot on Tammy's chest and pushed
her hard, knocking her onto her back, arms trapped behind her.  
     "Let me go."  Cried Tammy, more uncomfortable than scared
now.  This was the game Rene wanted to play, then Tammy decided
to play it as best she could.  Eating pussy had never been a
problem, and after sucking on that stinky whore Rosa's, nothing
could be any worse.  She struggle for a moment until she was
sitting up, her hands tied behind her.
     Standing on either side of Rene were two of the girls who
worked with them at Lee.  One of them was named Kim, but Tammy
did not know the other's name.  Rene was short and stocky with
short blonde hair.  Kim was much taller and very slim, with no
breasts to speak of with curly light hair.  The third girl was
well proportioned, with wavy black hair and a set of breasts that
rivaled Tammy's.  All of them were pretty, in an older than their
years, slutty manner that men so often found attractive.  Each of
them had undoubtedly been used by someone in the company, and now
it was their turn to get some back.  Not against the men who had
used them, but even better, against one of the girls the men like
better.
     Rene took the lead, kicking off her shoes and raising one of
her feet to Tammy's face.  "I hate pantyhose."  she said.  "Not
that a slut like you would understand.  You don't even wear
panties.  They make my feet so hot and sweaty.  Why don't you
start by sucking my toes a little, make them feel better."  He
toes wiggled under Tammy's chin.  They were damp and had a rather
strong odor.  Perhaps this wasn't going to be as easy as she had
thought.
     "Suck my toes you little slut."  she barked.
     "You've been at the bottom of the corporate ladder."  Tammy
thought aloud, knowing the second the words came out of her mouth
that she had made a grave error.
     "What did you say slut?"  Rene screamed, kicking Tammy
square in the chin and knocking her backwards.  The pain from the
blow, brought stars to Tammy's eyes and she thought for a moment
that she might pass out.  Clearly, Rene was in no mood to take
any shit.  She had no fear of Tammy and further more, seemed to
have no concern with how much she fucked her captive up.
     The other girls picked Tammy up and put her back on her
knees.  "The next time you open your mouth bitch, it better be to
suck on any fucking thing I say."  Snarled Rene.  Anger coursed
through her veins like none she had ever felt.  From the first
moment she had seen Tammy, she hated her.  Girls that pretty
always got what they wanted, the best jobs, the good men, the
expensive cars.  The thought of having complete control,
sanctioned by her boss no less, over this privileged cunt made
Rene hornier than she had ever been in her short life.  She again
raised her foot up to Tammy's lips.  "Now suck my toes you
fucking little whore."
     Seeing no option, and fearing another swift kick in the
mouth if she did not comply, Tammy opened her mouth and took
Rene's hose clad big toe between her lips.  The strong smell of
stale sweat filled her nostrils, making her want to gag, but she
fought the urge and began to suck the digit through the thin
material.  She had been on the receiving end of some toe sucking
in her life, and had always found it very erotic, but never had
anyone done anything like this except when her feet were freshly
washed.  Sucking on Rene's toe this way was not about the erotic
feet of having ones toes sucked, it was sheer sexual dominance at
its nastiest.
     "Come on you slut, you must suck cocks all day that are
bigger than my toe.  Suck all of them.  Clean them all off really
good."  Rene said as the other girls looked on and laughed. 
Tammy opened wide to accommodate more of the other girl's toes,
and with some effort stuffed her mouth full with all five of
them.  "That's a good little foot licker.  Girls, this slut
really loves sucking sweaty feet, maybe you should get in on this
too."  She said, the other girls following her orders and taking
off their shoes.  Rene pulled her foot from Tammy's mouth and
backed away.
     "Bring her to the front."  She barked.  The others dragged
Tammy in between the two front seats and on Rene's motion, each
sat in one of the chairs.  "That's better.  Now our little slave
can serve both of you at the same time.  Get to work foot slut,
clean their feet off like you did mine."  
     Once again, Tammy fought her natural urge to gag at the
smell of the girl's feet as she sucked on their toes, taking
turns, licking first one then the other.  Kim's toes must have
been very ticklish, because each time Tammy used her tongue on
them, she giggled uncontrollably.  The good looking brunette,
who's name was Leigh had a much different reaction to the affair.
She began to moan loudly and writhe on the seat as Tammy sucked
her toes, obviously getting very turned on my it all.  "Come on
Rene, let's have this bitch start eating our pussies."  She
begged at last, between moans.
     "Oh all right."  the other girl replied.  "I guess it is
about time she got down to some serious business."  She grabbed
Tammy by the back of the head and turned her face around.  "Now
you listen up cunt.  It's time you started eating us out.  You do
a good job and maybe I let you go.  You do a shitty job and we'll
beat the crap out of you and leave you out here to fen for
yourself. Do you understand me?"
     All Tammy could do was nod uncomfortably in the girl's
strong grip.  Quickly all three girls stripped out of their
clothes in the back of the van.  Tammy was placed flat on her
back, her arms pinned beneath her as Leigh and Rene got down next
to her, each to them feeding her tit.  "Come on, start sucking
us."  Rene ordered.  After having their toes in her mouth, Tammy
actually found sucking on these two plump, full breasts to be a
rather welcome relief.  It seemed Leigh's breasts were every bit
as sensitive as her toes.  Soon, she was moaning loudly again and
squealing with delight each time Tammy slipped her erect nipple
between her lips.
     "Well."  Said Rene.  "Since Kim here has no tits to be
sucked, I guess she should be the first to have your mouth on her
pussy.  Come over here and sit on this bitch's face."  The slim
girl, who had been sitting near them fingering herself approached
the others and squatted directly over Tammy's face.  She felt so
helpless with her arms tied behind her as her mouth was covered
in Kim's pussy.  She squirmed a bit at first, feeling far too
claustrophobic to enjoy eating pussy, but Rene put a stop to her
struggles with a swift slap of Tammy's exposed inner thigh.  "Eat
her out you cunt, or we'll throw you right out the fucking door."
     Overcoming her fear of suffocating, Tammy extended her
tongue into Kim's pussy and began to lap up the juices which were
already flowing from her masturbatory antics.  She could feel the
other two girls tearing at her skirt, ripping it as they pulled
it off of her, leaving her completely exposed and vulnerable. 
Their hands went to work on her legs and feet, caressing,
stroking, tickling, pinching and slapping at her exposed thighs. 
The combination of the gentle pleasure and the sudden cruelty
mixed her feelings and involuntarily, Tammy could feel her pussy
begin to flood.
     Kim shuddered violently on top of Tammy as she came from the
intense tonguing she was receiving.  While lapping up the skinny
girl's love juices, Tammy's own pussy was invaded by two fingers
from Rene.  Although roughly inserted into her pussy, the fingers
inside felt good, so good in fact, that Tammy let out a loud
moan, which was muffled out by Kim's dripping cunt.  "The little
bitch is soaking wet."  Declared Rene.  "Just as I thought, she's
as big a slut for girls as she is for men."
     Kim fell off of Tammy, panting loudly.  "She's one hot cunt
licker."  The skinny girl cried out.  "You have to try her out."
     "I think I just might do that."  Rene said, taking Kim's
place astride Tammy's chest.  "Now come on little whore, why
don't you lick me as good as you did Kim over there."  With that,
she slid up and covered Tammy's face.  Again the feeling of being
suffocated filled her with initial fear, which soon gave way to
the duty of licking Rene clean and getting her off.  She also
could not help the great unfulfilled lust burning between her own
thighs.  She was dying to have something to get herself off.
     As Rene rode Tammy's face, grinding her soaked pussy into
the pretty girl's helpless face, Tammy could feel hands caressing
her legs lovingly.  Looking back and seeing the look of lust in
Leigh's eyes, Rene decided to give Tammy a little treat. She
backed off of Tammy's face for a moment, looking into her eyes
and smiling at the cum soaked mess her face had become.  "You see
slut, Kim and I aren't into girls that much.  Sure, we love out
pussies eaten by a nice dyke slut like you, but we don't suck
snatch.  Leigh over here is different.  She love to eat pussy. 
That's why we hang around her isn't it Kim?"  The other girl
laughed and nodded enthusiastically.  
     Tammy could now feel a Leigh's mouth on her ankle, her hot
tongue caressing its way up Tammy's thigh invitingly.  She
shivered involuntarily, causing Rene to laugh down at her.  "Oh,
slutty likes that Leigh.  Well, whore, Leigh is going to eat your
cunt so that we both cum at the same time. Just as you climax,
you'll be swallowing all of my juices.  Like that idea tramp?" 
When Tammy did not answer, Rene responded by placing her pussy
back on the prone girl's face.  "Lick." She commanded. 
     Tammy found it a bit difficult to concentrate on eating the
other girl while she was receiving such a first class lick job
herself.  Luckily, the power trip had Rene so close a nun could
have gotten her off quickly.  In a matter of moments, Tammy felt
Rene squeeze her head with her hands and thighs and felt the
blonde's pussy constrict around her tongue.  As Rene began to
fill Tammy's mouth with her sweet juices, Leigh's tongue finally
gave Tammy the release she had desperately needed.  Being tied up
and held down only made the intense muscle contractions even more
devastating to her.  Somewhere between her first and second
orgasms, Tammy almost blacked out from exhaustion and sheer
pleasure.
     On the verge of passing out, Tammy got a brief breath of air
as Rene fell off of her prone sex slave from a dozen climaxes. 
The reprise was momentary, however, as Leigh climbed aboard to
get her turn.  Tammy's arms ached from being tied up and she was
having trouble breathing now, but she did her best to lick the
pretty brunette as best she could.  While licking the others,
Leigh had given Tammy much pleasure, but now as she sucked off
Leigh, there was no sweet mouth on her pussy.  Instead, the other
two girls began to pinch and slap at her thighs and pussy.  The
pain was only slight, but it was relentless, along with their
verbal assault on Tammy's character.  
     "Come on you little whore."  They taunted, smacking her firm
thighs.  "Drink up all that cum you bitch."  She felt her clit
pinched hard, bringing both intense pain and uncontrollable
pleasure.  "Cum on her face Leigh."  Tammy's mind spiraled from
the lack of oxygen and the torturous way they other girls pinched
and now tickled her.  As Leigh unloaded her cum into Tammy's
mouth, the world went gray, then black.  Tammy passed out as the
other girls laughed together in the back of the van.
     
                      TAMMY AT WORK PART 4

     When Tammy awoke the next morning, she was lying in her
front seat, still half clothed in her ripped outfit.  Her entire
body ached from the abuse she had taken.  Tammy was thankful the
other girls did not leave her on the side of the road.  Left
alone in that part of town, she surly would have been killed.  A
shiver ran up her spine as she thought of the sort of things that
could have happened.  As it was, however, all that she had been
forced to do was get a few girls off, an act she could certainly
live with.  In fact, she had rather enjoyed most of it.
     There was another problem she had to deal with at the
moment.  Her watch told her that she had only twenty minutes
until she was to report for her morning meeting with Mr. Lee. 
Being late for that could be a disaster, but how could she go
into the office dressed like this.  Thinking quickly, Tammy
decided it would be better to show up in her going home to daddy
clothes than in these rags, she crawled into her back seat and
dressed in the conservative suit she kept there.
     David was clearly displeased with he dress, and punished
Tammy by forcing her to strip and submit to a good spanking
before giving his morning blow job.  When she finished, he
allowed her to clean herself up in the executive washroom before
returning to her job.  This act of kindness confused Tammy a bit,
until David explained to her that sometime in the next few days,
she would be called upon to help him close a huge deal.  Perhaps,
she thought, he might even want to use her mind for this one,
although deep down she figured she would be a prize fuck toy to
help close the sale.  Either way, she was happy to hear that she
would be kept looking more respectable for the next few days.  
     When she was out of the office, David quickly got on the
intercom and called his mid level executives in for a special
meeting. With the big merger coming up, they needed a break.  He
sat back in the chair and smiled broadly, knowing that in a few
moments, a dozen men would be leering at Tammy's body while she
showered.  The surveillance system he had installed in there was
a good way to let the executives get a first hand look at any
particularly good piece of new meat.  He knew that Tammy's
luscious body would have each of these men doing their best to
impress David in the hope that he might turn young Tammy over to
them.  That, however, was not part of the plan.

                               II

     At the same time the male executives were drooling all over
themselves to the sight of  Tammy soaping up her perfect breasts,
Stephanie Hughes was just finishing up her discussion with Rene. 
The recount of last nights abuse of young Tammy made Stephanie
pleased with her selection of Rene as an element of torment.  It
also made her panties soaked.  
     After being dismissed, Rene passed a tall, thin, young black
man.  Rene knew that his name was Samuel Taylor.  She had always
frightened Rene whenever she saw him.  He had a dark, brooding,
angry look that always made her think he would rather kill her
than say hello.  Just the sight of him, made her skin break out
in goose flesh.  She blushed slightly because along with a
feeling of fear, Rene also wanted him to fuck her more than
anything.
     Inside the office, Stephanie began to speak to Samuel about
some of the things he had noticed about the new girl.  It made
him feel a bit uneasy to be going over his own superior's head on
this matter, however Ms. Hughes seemed genuinely interested in
hearing him out.  Besides, he had his suspicions that Woody felt
much the same way as that new bitch in regards to the black
employees he supervised.  
     When Samuel had finished, Stephanie leaned back in her chair
and said with utmost sincerity,  "You do seem to have a point. 
We may very well have a bad apple in our bunch.  I hate to see
that, it's terrible for morale, and it offends me deeply on a
personal level."  Samuel saw the expression on her face become
very serious.  Stephanie leaned forward in her chair.  "There is
one problem however."  She said.  "You see, we both know that
Tammy is a racist little ladder climber with a plan to sleep her
way up to the top.  On the other hand, she does have the ear of
Mr. Lee, she has somehow become rather fond of her.  Not in a
sexual way of course, but in a much deeper way.  You see Samuel,
this is confidential information, but I feel I can tell you. 
Tammy is the daughter of Oliver Douglas, President of Douglas
Enterprises."  Allowing that piece of information to sink in, she
continued.  "You see, she is providing us with some valuable
information about her father's dealings.  This makes her far too
valuable for me to fire the little bitch, as much as I would love
to."
     Samuel was beginning to understand why Tammy was here, but
he was still unclear as to what he was to do in all of this. 
"You mean, we can't even report her for obvious racial
misconduct?"  He asked.
     Stephanie laughed aloud.  "Oh dear no Samuel.  You miss my
point.  First of all, she is allowed to bring coffee to whomever
she pleases.  It's not even her job.  Just because she thinks
like her father about minorities, is no reason to fire her."
     Confused, Samuel tried to speak up but was cut off by
Stephanie.  "What I am trying to say Samuel, is that Tammy is too
valuable to fire.  However, a woman like her, I mean with her
twisted views of the races, should be taught a good lesson don't
you think?"
     He was not entirely sure what to say, and only nodded in
response.  "Do you know what I am talking about Samuel?  Do you
think that you and some of the other offended workers could
arrange a little lesson for Ms. Douglas?"
     "I don't think I am following you Ms. Hughes, you just said
we can't do anything."  HE replied.
     She shook her head.  "No Samuel, what I said was there was
no legal actions we could take.  You see, someone like her needs
to be dealt with in a more private way.  One might even say that
someone needs to show her the light about racial relations."  She
smiled wickedly and Samuel began to envision the sort of plan he
hope she had in mind.
     "You mean she needs some extensive counseling?"  He asked.
     "One might call it that.  Perhaps even some group therapy,
if you get my meaning."
     Samuel's smile broadened.  "Oh yes, I get your meaning, but
can you guarantee the group in question will not be disciplined
in any way."
     Stephanie leaned in close and spoke in barely above a
whisper.  "Sam, you get some of the boys to gang rape that bitch
and I'll see to it you all get a much bigger Christmas bonus."
     "And no chance Mr. Lee will decided to do his own discipling
of us.  That little whore isn't worth one of us losing our jobs."
     "You have my word Samuel."  Stephanie replied, her smile
becoming less menacing.  "Care to seal the deal?"
     "Just what did you have in mind Ms. Hughes?"
     Stephanie stood up slowly and began to unbutton her blazer. 
"I've never been one of those 'seal it with a kiss' women, if you
know what I mean."  she said, her voice low and throaty.
     "Yes, I believe I know exactly what you mean."  He said,
standing and removing his own shirt.  Stephanie watched him as
his bare, full chest was revealed.  In his mid thirties, Samuel
still kept in great shape and was more than slightly attractive. 

     "I'm going to get a little extra in this bargin."  She
thought to herself as she stripped off her blouse, leaving her
with only her lacy white bra covering her tits.  She paused when
she noticed that Samuel had stopped undressing.  "Don't stop on
my account."  She said.
     "Just waiting for you to catch up pretty lady."  He replied
curtly.  In the world of cooperate America, she could crush him
without batting an eye.  They both knew that, but once the
curtain had been pulled, and they had entered the world of sexual
power, they were equals.  Stephanie like the fact that Samuel
seemed to know it.  She had been weakly fucked by too many men
who saw her all powerful and in turn were unable to treat her
like a woman in need of sex.  There would be no such problems
with Samuel.
     Stephanie unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor,
exposing her breasts.  She had worked as hard on keeping her body
in shape as she had on advancing her career and it showed.  For a
woman her age, Stephanie's breasts showed little signs of any
sagging.  The result of a very good plastic surgeon no doubt,
Samuel mused.  Her nipples were long and thin, sticking way out
from her body towards him as if singling him out for some hot
office fun.
     Stephanie circled slowly around to the front of her desk. 
She like what she saw in this strong, black  man, and she knew
how good she looked.  No one in the company could resist her
combination of sexuality and power.  He was no exception.  Both
of them reached for their zippers at the same time, lowering them
and dropping their lower garments in unison like some bizarre
synchronized sexual dance. Stephanie's skirt hit the floor and
she gracefully stepped away from it while Samuel struggled a bit
to get his shoes off and free himself from his pants.  Stephanie
smirked a bit at his struggle.  A sly, subtle reminder of who was
in control that Samuel swore would come back to haunt her in  a
few minutes.
     As they stood before each other in only their underwear,
Samuel in his loose boxers and Stephanie in a high cut lace pair
of panties, they both sized each other up.  Samuel had been
fucking white women for years, and loved the way they seemed to
appreciate his muscular physique, but this was a treat. 
Stephanie Hughes was a big shot business woman with power and
influence.  It was going to be a pleasure to fuck her sweet cunt.
Stephanie had a regular stable of men to service her needs, each
one had been picked for their various talents.  In this mail room
worker, she found a man with a great body and a sizable bulge in
his boxers.  Oh she was going to love this.
     "Well,"  She said impatiently.  "Let's take a look at what
you've got."
     Smiling confidently, Samuel pulled down his underwear in one
motion, leaving him completely exposed.  His cock, although only
half hard, was an impressive sight in deed.  "Very nice."  Said
Stephanie, staring down at the dark pole, which hovered almost
straight out, growing a bit harder by the second.
     "It's not much to look at now Ms. Hughes."  He said
playfully,  "But once it gets good and hard, it should be enough
to make a pretty white woman like you wish you were born in
Compton."
     "I wouldn't be too proud of that piece of meat there Samuel.
'I've been fucked by some of the biggest and the best in the
business."  She said, removing her panties, revealing a well
trimmed patch of dark pubic hair covering a set of already wet
pussy lips. Stephanie rubbed her lips playfully, showing Samuel
her wetness.
     "Looks like you've got a bit of a head start on me Ms.
Hughes.  Care to rectify the situation?"  He asked, grasping the
shaft of his hardening cock and holding it out for like an
offering.
     Stephanie sat in a chair and beckoned for Samuel to come
over to her.  A subtle gesture, but Stephanie was not about to
fall to her knees for this man, no matter how much she wanted
him.  It was bad enough that she was allowing herself to suck his
cock.  She had long ago learned that something as intimate as
oral sex was a sign of power.  After a few years of bruised knees
from countless boardroom blowjobs, she had spent the last few
years receiving plenty of oral attention, but not giving much
head herself.  Somehow, this felt like a good time to change
that.
     The black man approached Stephanie slowly, watching her face
as she stared at his cock.  He was used to condescending white
bitches playing cool with him, but he knew that once the clothes
cam off, they were equals.  If anything, Samuel always felt like
he had the advantage.  After all, Stephanie was the one fucking
down on the ladder, she obviously wanted him for more than a
simple career move.  From the hungry look in her eyes as the tip
of his cock brushed against her lips, he was sure that what she
wanted from him right now was a healthy helping of his ebony rod.
     She helped herself to a mouthful of him, parting her deep
red lips and slipping them over the swollen purple head of his
rapidly growing prick.  Stephanie swabbed the hot round flesh
with her tongue, enjoying the feel of a cock in her mouth like
she hadn't done in far too long.  She loved the feel of it
growing in her mouth, instant response to her sexual prowess. 
Before it was even all the way hard, Stephanie could tell that
there would be more cock here than she could take in her mouth. 
Her pussy began to flood at the thought of having this growing
monster inside of her.
     "Yeah, that's it Ms. Hughes, suck my big cock.  You have a
nice mouth for an executive.  I guess all the guys were wrong
when they said you were only good for kissing ass.  Now I can
tell them that you are also good at dick sucking."
     She stopped briefly, rubbing his spit slicked prick against
her lips.  "You tell a soul about this and I'll have your ass
fired so fast you won't even have time to think.  Got it?"  She
snapped.
     "Yeah sure baby, anything you say.  It'll be our little
secret.  Now you just keep right on sucking."
     She wasn't wild about being given orders, but she was
enjoying his cock.  Returning to the task, Stephanie sucked half
of the shaft into her mouth and bathed him in her spit. The big
black prick filled her mouth to the brim as she inhaled as much
of it as she could.  To her own pleasant surprise, there were a
good two inches of fat dick more than she could take into her hot
mouth.  It had been so song since she had been fucked really well
by such a monster cock.
     Samuel really wanted to just shove the whole thing down
Stephanie's throat.  Bitches like her were almost as bad as ones
like Tammy, always assuming that just because they are white, the
automatically means that he has to have them.  In this case, it
happened to be true, but it still pissed him off.  If she were
not his superior at work, he would have throat fucked her tight
then and there until he screamed for mercy.  Instead, he made
another suggestion.  "Get up on the desk, I want to fuck you
now."
     Stephanie thought for a moment about demanding some oral
pleasure for herself, but something told her that she had best
simply obey this man.  Samuel had always been a loyal employee,
but somehow Stephanie just knew that at this point, he was going
to do as he pleased, and she decided to go along with it. 
Standing for a moment, Stephanie looked up into his dark eyes and
saw a man who was determined to fuck her like mad.  It both
frightened and excited her to near climax.
     She sat herself down on the edge of her desk, her ass
resting close to the side so that her pussy was easily
accessible.  Fucking in this position was a staple of office
couplings.  Samuel had a slight variation on the standard
position however, and grabbed each of her calves, pulling them up
until Stephanie's ankles rested on his broad shoulders.  He knew
this was his cock would penetrate even deeper into the beautiful
executive's pussy.  Stephanie braced herself with her hands on
the desk as Samuel rubbed the fat head of his prick against her
moist lips, lubing it up until it shone with a combination of her
spit and her flowing pussy juices.
     As Samuel pushed his cock slowly into Stephanie, a wonderful
warmth spread throughout her body.  In her longing to bed Woody,
she had neglected her other lovers, and thus denied herself the
pleasure of a good fucking.  His prick felt hot and hard inside
her, and it filled her so well,  With her legs in this position,
she could feel him penetrate all the way to her cervix, where he
bumped roughly.  Stephanie couldn't help but smile thinking of
how he would use this monster tool to torture Tammy's slutty
pussy and ass hole.  These wicked thoughts brought her to the
edge off orgasm , and with the slightest touch of her clit,
Stephanie Hughes moaned her way through her first climax.
     It was almost too easy for Samuel.  He had made her cum so
quickly that he was sure he could get away with almost anything
now.  "Didn't even have to eat her pussy."  He thought as he
slammed his thick cock into her deeply, loving the way it hit
bottom.  Such a fine woman was a rare and special thing, and he
wasn't going to waste time pretending to be a subtle lover.  He
had wanted to fuck her for a long time and this was probably
going to be his last chance.  As he increased his speed,
Stephanie's tits started bouncing around obscenely.
     Looking for something to divert his attention, Samuel
grabbed Stephanie's nipples and began to tweak them roughly.  His
fingers groped at the stiff nubs, pinching and twisting just a
little harder than he thought she really wanted.  His little
power play did not pass her unaware, but somehow the rough way he
treated her, made her cum even harder the second time.  By now,
she was grinding her hips on the desk, to meet him in his
thrusting.  This man knew how to use his big cock on a woman, 
Moans of delight escaped Stephanie's lips as Samuel kept fucking
her through a third climax.
     Using his strong arms, Samuel grabbed Stephanie by the ass
and lifted her up off the table as he continued to fuck her.  She
had to struggle to hold her balance, but the way he was taking
her was so primal and so passionate the she didn't care.  In
fact, she was well on her way to a fourth orgasm, which would
have placed Samuel in the upper echelons of her lovers, when he
dropped her back down on the desk.  His cock popped out of her
pussy loudly, spraying some of her juices across her desk and
onto her stomach.  Stephanie ached instantly at the emptiness she
felt inside, but did not have time to voice her protests.
     Samuel flipped her over onto her stomach, pushing down and
holding Stephanie still while he reinserted his pole.  She so
loved be fucked this way that she nearly came before he had
completed his first stroke.  Yes, Samuel would be back in her
office for many private meetings.  Perhaps he would even become
her personal assistant once the big merger took place.  The only
big merger on Samuel's mind was the impending one between his cum
and Ms. Hughes pussy.  The way she kept looking back at him told
him that she wanted to know when it was time.
     Samuel was tempted to tell her to turn around so that she
could take his load on her face, however, her interest in his
climax gave him a better idea.  "Are you ready for me to shoot
baby?"  he asked her.
     He could feel her try to squirm away.  "Cum on my tits." 
she said, trying to twist her body.  This was what Samuel had
been searching for.  Apparently Ms. Hughes did not want his load
inside of her.  That could mean that she was not on the pill.  He
was hoping so.  A bit of fear just might take the edge off of
this bitch.  He held he in place with his strong hands as he
pumped even deeper.
     "What are you doing?"  Stephanie asked, struggling a bit. 
Then a flash of realization hit her just as Samuel plunged all
the way in and held his cock still.  He was going to cum inside
of her.  "Hey don't you..."  But she was too late.  The flood of
hot cum that shot from Samuel's prick  filled her pussy like a
hose.  Even though she knew there was an outside chance the man
would get her pregnant, Stephanie found herself unable to stop
the climax.  She would just have to deal with the consequences
later.
     By the time Samuel stopped cumming, his seed had filled
Stephanie's womb and was leaking out around the edges, dribbling
down her thighs.  She was going to feel sloppy from his cum all
day.  A fact that made Samuel smile once more.  He pulled his big
prick out of her, releasing a wave of fresh sperm down her legs. 
Before she could get up, he wiped himself clean on her ass,
popping her with it one last time before gathering his clothes.
     By the time Stephanie composed herself enough to stand up
and turn around, Samuel was at the door.  "You just better make
sure that little bitch gets it much worse than you just gave it
to me or I'll have your head on a stick."  She hissed at him.
     Samuel turned and smiled at her, seeing the business woman
all flushed from her climaxes, a growing pool of his cum at her
feet.  "Yes ma'am, whatever you say."  Then he was gone. 
Stephanie sighed and collapsed in her chair after he closed the
door.

                               III

     Now cleaned up, and unaware of the number of men who had
leered at her while she showered, Tammy was back at her terminal.
She had taken great pains to avoid the glances of all the girls,
especially Rene.  She could feel every eye bore into her back as
she worked.  Somehow they all knew what she had been through with
the boss and with the girls.  It was so unbearably humiliating to
her that she fought back tears as she did her work.  
     Just before lunch, a note was delivered to Tammy at her
terminal.  It was instructions from Mr. Lee.  She was to take a
box of lunches down to the mailroom and pass out lunches to each
of the men on her list.  She was not to speak to anyone not on
her list and was to "redeem all tickets."  Tammy was unsure of
the last instruction, but was sure that it was not good news.
     As she stood up to leave for her assignment, the stares and
whispers began again.  Tammy had to use all of her self control
not to blot from the room in tears.  Outside of the office, she
found the large box with a dozen or so lunches, all with names
written on them.  Her entrance into the mailroom was greeted with
the usual open mouthed stares and the occasional whistle from a
daring worker.  Their eyes worked her over as she politely passed
out her 'homemade' lunches to the workers on her list.  So
careful was Tammy not to break the rules by speaking to anyone
not on the list, that she did not even notice that only the white
workers were given a lunch.  This did not escape Samuel, or the
few workers he had already let in on their little surprise party.
     The last lunch was to be delivered to Woody, so Tammy
knocked on the door of his office and smiled.  "Come on in."  He
said, closing the door behind her.  "I missed you last night." 
He said when she was inside.
     "I know."  Tammy replied, embarrassed as the memories of her
ordeal came flooding back.  "I got a bit sidetracked.  Can we try
it again sometime."
     Before Woody could answer, there was a knock on the door. 
One of the workers poked his head in.
     "What is it?"  Woody asked, visibly irritated.
     The worker smiled and motioned towards Tammy.  "I need a
word with her."
     Tammy dismissed herself and joined the other young man
outside the office.  "Yes?"  She asked.
     The man handed her a slip of paper.  "I think I'll take it
now if that is all right."  He said smiling broadly.
     Tammy looked down at the piece of paper.  Typed neatly on it
was "Good for one  hot blowjob from Tammy."  Her signature was
below the words.  Her mind reeled. So this is what Mr. Lee meant
by redeeming tickets.  How many had he given out?  She was about
to slap the man across his stupid face, when she realized that
David was surely watching her.  If she disobeyed him, he'd send
all the awful tapes to her daddy.  She really had not choice.
     Fighting back the tears, Tammy led the young man to a
storage closet and closed the door.  "You're really going to do
it?"  He asked in amazement.
     "Unless you tell me not to."  Tammy replied hopefully as she
fell to her knees.
     "Not a chance."  He said laughing.  "I'd have to be crazy or
something."
     Without a word, Tammy fished his cock out of his pants.  It
was already hard in her hands as her lips touched the swollen
head.   She couldn't believe what she was doing.  David had now
farmed her out as a plaything for the mailroom staff.  Plus, he
was making her look like the biggest slut on the planet in the
meantime.  Her lips and tongue worked quickly on the man's cock. 
She had once loved to suck cock, and now, it had become such a
degrading act, Tammy could barely believe it had once made her
cum.  Still, the feel of a hard, hot cock in her mouth was better
than some of the things she had endured that week.
     Using her talented mouth and hands on the young worker, had
him hot and ready to shoot his seed in a matter of minutes.  At
least it wouldn't last long, she thought, wanting to be back in
the office with Woody.  As he grunted loudly, Tammy took the dick
deep in her throat and tickled the sensitive underside with the
tip of her tongue, producing the desired effect.  His body
stiffened, and his prick began to dance in her mouth, shooting
jets of hot cum into her mouth and down her throat.  As she had
been trained to do, Tammy gulped down his load, not spilling a
drop, sucking him until his cock began to shrivel between her
lips.
     Tammy smiled up at him and tucked his prick back in his
pants.  "Thank you."  He said, still out of breath.  "That was
really great.  You really are quite a slut aren't you?"
     His words stung her.  She wasn't a slut.  In normal
circumstances, she would never have sucked him off.  She was
being coerced into this.  She wanted to spit in his face, but all
she could do was turn away and open the closet door.  Waiting
outside of the door, Tammy was shocked to find three of the other
lunch recipients, all with big grins on their faces, all with
slips of paper in their hands.
                      TAMMY AT WORK- PART 5

     Seeing the line of men waiting to redeem their tickets made
Tammy almost fall over in humiliation.  David was pushing her to
the edge with this sort of behavior.  What did he expect her to
do, suck off the entire mailroom?  Guy number two simply brushed
past her on his way into the storage closet and waited for her to
join him.  Seeing no other way, than to follow orders, Tammy
returned to the closet and held out her hand for the paper he
handed her.
     She was about to drop to her knees and suck him when she
read the note.  It read, "Good for one tit fucking."  Again her
heart sank.  Who knows what other service she would be required
to provide to the men outside.  She sat down, leaning against
some old boxes and took off her top.  Her braless tits came into
view, bringing a big smile across the young man's face.  He had
never seen a finer pair than Tammy's firm 38Ds.  He knelt with
his legs on either side of her chest so he could easily slap his
limp cock on her brown nipples.
     "Maybe you could suck it a little bit to make it hard."  He
suggested.  Tammy looked up at him.  Sucking him wasn't part of
his reward, but judging from the line outside, she thought it
best to speed things along as much as possible.  With the taste
of the first man's cum still in her mouth, Tammy wrapped her lips
around his prick and began to suck steadily on it.  Moans came
from the man immediately as he reached down to cup her large
breasts in his palms.  They were unbelievably firm, he couldn't
wait to get his cock between them.
     He didn't have to wait for long.  As soon as his cock was
hard enough, Tammy took it from her mouth and let the head plop
onto her breasts.  Looking up at him, she held her tits up and
together for him.  "Go ahead."  She said, mustering a smile. 
"Fuck my big titties."
     He braced his arms on the boxes behind her head and slid his
dick in between her firm tits.  the flesh was so wonderfully soft
and slick from the spit she had left on his shaft.  He started to
buck forward, fucking her tits like a tight pussy.  Tammy held
her tits together, trying to make it as tight as possible,
bending her face down and catching the tip of his cock with her
tongue as it poked up out from between her mounds.
     In a matter of minutes, the firm tit flesh had the second
man on the brink of cumming.  His body began to jerk about, his
thrusts becoming erratic. Tammy looked up at him with her
beautiful blue eyes and began to whisper encouragement to him. 
All she wanted was to get this over with and Tammy knew the power
her sexy voice had over men.
     "Come on."  She whispered.  "Fuck my big tits.  Cum for me. 
Let me get a good look at that beautiful cock spurting on my
face.  Come on, cum for me."
     It took even less time than Tammy would have guessed for the
man to cry out in passion.  He froze in mid stroke, his cock head
just peeking above her mountains of tit flesh.  She glanced down
to see the head, all swollen and purple, quiver for a moment,
then explode.  His cum gushed up out of his cock like a fountain,
splattering across her cheeks.  She was too late in her attempt
to close her eyes, and as result got a healthy dose of the
stinging fluid in her eye.
     The man kept pumping away between Tammy's tits, his cum
spilling onto them, sliding down around his cock, encasing it in
hot fuck juice.  When he stopped, Tammy wiped her eyes clean and
smiled up at him.  "Thank you."  She said, as he pulled up his
pants and turned to exit.  "Just send in the next one."  Tammy
said, not wanting to even get up to call him in.  The humiliation
was so complete, she felt she may never be able to show her face
again.
     One by one, the mail room workers came in to redeem their
tickets.  Tammy had to suck a few more dicks, gulping down their
loads of cum.  She had to tit fuck one more.  She gave a couple
of hand jobs.  One guy even got to finger her ass hole and spank
her.  By the time she was done, lunch was long over and Woody was
gone.  Not that she really wanted him to see her like this, after
all, she looked a mess.  Cum dripped from her hair and coated her
hands and dress.  She wanted to get cleaned up very badly.
     She was about to slip out of the mailroom when she felt a
hand on her arm.  Turning around, Tammy saw Samuel standing
there.  He looked around nervously and whispered to her.  "I know
what you are doing here.  I can help you.  Come down here after
work and we can talk about it."  Before she could respond, the
tall black man was gone. She hurried upstairs where David was
waiting to let her into the shower again. 
     As the water cleansed her for the second time that day,
Tammy allowed her mind to wander.  Could the black man actually
help her, or was he just a set up as well?  It was hard to tell,
although the way David had left the blacks out of her little
treats program, she thought it was safe to say that the animosity
of the blacks at Lee Industries was high.  She smiled broadly,
thinking that she might just find a way out of this yet. 

                               II
     Back at her desk, Tammy found her own torn, stained panties
lying on her keyboard attached to a note for all to see.  It read
, "Company whore."  She didn't have to think too hard to figure
out which one of the girls had put it there.  Rene was staring
right at her as Tammy remove the panties and tossed them into the
trash.  That was it.  She had to get out of here.  If Samuel was
telling her the truth, then perhaps he could help.  She decided
to go ahead and meet him after work.
     After her nightly session with David, Tammy got dressed and
headed down to the mailroom to find Samuel.  She was filled with
both excitement and apprehension.  So far, the week had shown her
that most people were more likely to rape her like David than to
help her out.  She was surprised to see Woody coming out of the
room.  "Oh hi."  She said nervously.
     "Hi Tammy."  Woody replied.  "Sorry you had to leave
earlier, I hope they don't make you skip lunch every day." 
Apparently, no one had told Woody about her entertainment
earlier.  Not much of a surprise, she thought.  Why would they
tell the boss how they spent their lunch time?
     "What are you doing down here?"  Woody asked, grinning.
     Tammy couldn't decide what to say.  She was about to tell
him that she came down to apologize when Samuel poked his head
out of the mailroom.  
     "There you are."  He said, ignoring his supervisor and
taking Tammy by the hand.  "I was beginning to think you were
going to stand me up."  Samuel tugged at her arm and Tammy had no
time to explain.  Woody watched her leave through the doorway,
with only a weak smile and wave from Tammy.  Shaking his head,
Woody turned to go home, a bit confused by his old flame's lack
of consistency.
     Inside the darkened mail room, Tammy pulled her wrist free. 
"Do you think you could have been more subtle?  I don't want
everyone to know what we are here for."
     Sitting down, Samuel responded.  "Of course not, you don't
want anyone to think you are down here with a black man."
     Tammy shook her head.  "That's not it, I just don't want
anyone to know what we're planning to do about Mr. Lee."
     Samuel laughed a bit.  "Oh, sorry, I misunderstood.  Yes,
let's talk about Mr. Lee and why you are working here."
     "Because he is blackmailing me.  He wants to humiliate me
because of who my father is.  Do you know Douglas Enterprises?"
     "Oh yes, I know it well.  And I know that you are his
daughter."  He replied.
     "Then you understand my problem?"  She said, seeing the
light at the end of her long journey.
     "I do believe I do missy."  His tone was changing, dampening
Tammy's spirits and sending a chill down her spine.  "I think we
all know."
     From out of the shadows, Tammy saw about a dozen more young
blacks emerge and stand around her.  She recognized them as the
other mail room staffers.  Before she could speak, Samuel
continued.  "You see, we are all very familiar with racial
inequities in the corporate world.  We know as well as you what
it feels like to be trapped, so we are going to help free you."
     Something in his tone, made Tammy panic.  She tried to
stand, but strong hands pushed her back down.  "Don't be in such
a hurry little one."  Said the man who held her.  "Listen to what
the brother has to say."
     "You see Tammy, men like your father and Mr. Lee have for
years exploited black workers, making them toil away in the mail
room while they promote their country club buddies to positions
of great power.  They get rich of the sweat of our brows, and
give us nothing but hatred and racism in return.  Then, they
raise little hateful racist children who grow up to be
condescending pricks like Woody, or worse, cock teasing little
white whores like you."
     Tammy struggled in her chair, but was held down by several
strong hands.  "Set me go."  She cried.  "You said you would help
me get out of this place.  I'm not like him, don't you understand
that?"
     Samuel grinned at her.  "What I understand slut, is that you
come down her with coffee and food for all the white boys.  Then
whore yourself out for them, but won't even say hello to me or
any of the other brothers.  That is what we call a racist bitch,
and now we're going to show you just happens to little white,
country club, racist bitches."
     "But I'm not..."  Tammy began to say, only to have her words
stopped by a swift slap from Samuel.
     "Shut up you whore."  He yelled.  "Before you leave here
tonight, you will be free.  Free of racism and feelings that we
are inferior.  once you've been pumped full of black cock in all
your tiny holes, you will know that we are anything but
inferior."
     Tammy's mind raced.  This couldn't be happening.  Hadn't she
gotten into the mess in the first place by having sex with a
black man?  It was all that damned video tape and now here these
men were thinking she didn't like them because of their skin.  In
fact, she might have like them if they didn't mean to rape her.
     Samuel had his cock out in an instant and was stroking it
madly in front of her face.  Several of the other workers were
taking off their clothes.  Tammy's struggles had died down.  She
was too tired and scared to mount much of a fight.  Soon, she was
surrounded by a dozen young black man, all stoking there cocks
and leering at her, with both anger and lust in their eyes. 
"Time to teach her a lesson boys."  Samuel said, brining a loud
cheer from their mouths.
     Tammy felt her arms being tied to the chair, but could not
stop them.  Samuel stepped forward and jammed his big black dick
between her lips as she tried to protest.  More bonds were
attached to her ankles, securing her to the chair helpless.  The
bonds held tightly despite her efforts to free herself.  
Watching this pretty white girl struggle soon had the men
laughing loudly at her.  They began to torment her verbally. 
"Puts on a good show for a cheap whore.  Looks like whitey needs
to be set free.  Poor baby needs some kind of pacifier."
     From the corner of her eye, Tammy could see some of the
others stroking their cocks as they watched Samuel's fat black
cock shoved in and out of her mouth.  He was bucking his hips
wildly, causing her to choke on the rough intruder.  She felt her
clothes being torn roughly from her body by some of the others,
their rough hands groping on her now exposed flesh.  Her firm
young tits, now in full view, drew a fresh round of cheers and
cat calls from the workers.  Someone grabbed her by her nipple
and pinched hard, causing her to cry out against Samuel's
throbbing prick.
     Samuel stopped pumping long enough to look down into Tammy's
eyes.  He smiled at her pain and suffering.  Bitches like her had
kept him down in the mailroom for too long and now he and his
friends were going to take it out in trade.  He only wished his
stupid white bread supervisor, Woody were here to see his
precious Country Club bitch turned into a black cock whore right
before his very eyes.
     With a huge smile, Samuel resumed pumping his cock in and
out of Tammy's helpless mouth, pushing himself over the edge in a
matter of seconds.  He moaned loudly as he pulled his cock from
her throat, making sure to fill Tammy's mouth with his hot cream.
Her first instinct was to swallow as much of the pumping liquid
as she could, but Samuel pulled further out of her mouth,
spraying thick streams of jizz across her startled face.  The
others cheered loudly as the captive white bitch got her pristine
face coated with a full load from Samuel's fat black fuck stick. 
When his prick at last stopped spraying, he wiped it clean on her
cheek, leaving Tammy with .the goo covered face of a Compton
street whore on pay day.
     When Samuel backed away, he was immediately replaced by one
of the younger workers, who shoved his throbbing black cock into
Tammy's face.  "Suck on my cock, you whore."  He spat at her,
rubbing the purple head across her cum covered lips.  "Open up
your mouth."  Tammy had little choice but to comply, and no
sooner had her soft lips parted, then the young man filled her
mouth with his meat.  He wasn't as big as Samuel, but his
eagerness, made his face fucking even more brutal than the older
man's.  This was his first shot at a white girl, and he was
overwhelmed with passion.  All the times he had been shot down by
the snooty white bitches in data entry.  All the times  he had
watched them go off with white guys.  This one didn't seem so
uppity now.  Not with her lips all stretched out over his rod. 
His hips thrust rapidly, making him look absurdly like a bucking
rabbit.  Tammy was gagging on his cock, her head held still
against his harsh thrusts, his heavy balls slapping her noisily
under the chin.  Tears had begun to flow down her cheeks as the
young man stiffened suddenly, letting out a yell as he began to
climax.  "Swallow it all you stupid white slut."  Tammy was
treated to her second mouthful of thick white cum, this time
unable to swallow any of it.  It ran freely around her lips and
down her chin onto her tits.  For such a quick cum, the young man
sure did shoot a whopper of a load.  As he finished, one of the
others pulled her head back, holding her face up to the light.
     "All right guys."  Someone yelled.  "This white slut is
warmed up now, I say its time to throw her down and fuck her cunt
yraw."  
     Before she even had time to react, the bonds were cut away
and Tammy was being held firmly by a dozen strong hands.  They
stood her up, clad now in only her heels, Tammy was on display
for all of them to see.  More cat calls rung in her ears as hands
from unseen assailants stroked, prodded and groped at her exposed
tits, cunt and ass.  She twisted away from her attackers, but was
unable to get away from them.  If anything, her struggles, only
fanned the flames of hatred and lust in their hearts, minds and
cocks.
     Tammy felt her body slammed down, face up on the table.  The
force of the blow knocked the wind from her lungs, and she lay
there, gasping for breath and the group moved into a tight circle
around their captive.  Her legs were grabbed and pulled apart to
allow the next man his turn at her.  Someone else grabbed a
handful of Tammy's long blonde hair and held her head so that she
could see as the young man zeroed in on her exposed cunt with his
big prick.  "You see that big black stick baby?"  Said a faceless
voice from behind her.  "That big old nigger cock is gonna
stretch you out so wide, that there won't be a white boy for
miles who will go near your loose old hole."
     She wasn't particularly scared of the size of his cock, as
she had fucked bigger, but the idea of all of them holding her
down and fucking her against her will made Tammy very uneasy. 
She had already been so abused during her time at work, that she
was unsure of her own ability to deal with much more.  Her body
quivered in nervous anticipation as the young man rubbed the head
of his cock against her open pussy lips.  Her arms were held down
and her legs were still being held open for the man between her
thighs.
     He looked into her eyes, smiling at the tear that rolled
slowly down her cheek.  "Here ya go baby, feel what a nice big
black cock can do for your racist little white cunt."  With that,
he plunged the full length of his dick inside of her.  She wasn't
very wet, but the mere force of his stroke, drove him easily into
her until he pumped her cervix painfully and his balls rested
against her ass hole.  Tammy whimpered as he withdrew the big
fuckstick all the way, leaving her with that temporary feeling of
emptiness in her now vacant pussy.  She didn't have that feeling
for more than the briefest of moments, as he plunged his swollen
cock back into her tight white pussy.  "Man, she is a tight one."
 The young man howled as he increased his thrusts, pounding deep
inside of Tammy and causing her whole body to shake in response
to his pounding.  "If all these white office sluts are as good as
her, we ought to do this every fucking day."  He looked down at
Tammy and smiled.  "Of course not all of them white bitches
deserves to be gang fucked by nigger cock like this little Klan
whore."
     Tears were now flowing down over Tammy's cheeks as she was
pumped harder and harder by the young black stud.  His strong
thighs working hard to keep up the force of his strokes. 
Meanwhile, all of his friends stood around cheering him on.  For
them, it was the perfect revenge, a pretty, young, college
educated white girl, who wouldn't have anything to do with black
working stiffs like them.  Yet, here she was,  splayed out on her
back, being fucked by the second of many black cocks.  
     Some the men around her began to slap her face with their
hard cocks, tormenting her with the big swollen heads.  One would
force her mouth around his prick while the others popped theirs
against her cheeks, forehead and tits.  As they did, the man
fucking her drove in deep on last time, spilling his seed deep
inside of her, drowning her defenseless womb in his sperm.  The
man pulled of her rapidly and wiped his sticky cock on her
stomach.  "There, now you gots my cum on your belly and in it. 
We'll see the boss man likes his little whore when she's all
swollen up with a black baby."
     For the second time in less than a week, Tammy cursed
herself for going off the pill.  She had little time to worry
about that however, as she felt herself being lifted from the
table momentarily, only to be slammed back down on her stomach. 
She now knew what was coming next.  The others had raped her in
the same manner.  They tugged on her legs until her feet now
rested on the floor and bent her over the table.  Many hands
grabbed and slapped Tammy's firm ass, reddening the flesh and
brining more tears of pain to her beautiful eyes.
     As the next man stepped up behind her and shoved his dick
into her, Tammy was struck with the idea that at least this time
she didn't have her face buried in some fat, old whore's dirty
cunt.  These men had at least saved her that indignation.  Still,
it wasn't long before one of them climbed up on the table and sat
in front of her, his short, thin prick wagging in front of her
face. Someone grabbed the back of her head and shoved her face
down towards the man's cock.  "Shut your filthy white whore
mouth."  Said an unseen voice just as Tammy's cries of protest
were muffled by a black dick.
     Soon, the two men abusing Tammy found a steady rhythm.  One
fucking her pussy from behind, slamming deep inside of her with
each stroke.  The other, a smaller cock, pumping in and out of
her mouth, fucking her head like it was a cunt.   Her body was
bounced to and fro between the two men, each one sawing in and
out of her holes.  In spite of her fear and growing discomfort,
Tammy felt her body begin to betray her.  The tell tale heat of
an impending climax began to race through her body, making her
pussy boil over with more and more fuck juices.  Both men began
to moan loudly just as Tammy felt herself pushed over the edge
and start to cum.
     Her cries of climax were only partially drown out by the
flood of semen that was pumped into her mouth.  She choked on it
and the man laughed as thick, white sperm poured from her lips. 
Both men were replaced by others before Tammy could even catch
her breath.  Someone forced her head down to the table and
ordered her lick up all the cum that she had spilled.  As she
did, she felt someone pushing a fat cockhead against her asshole.
Her attempt at protest was short lived, as Tammy felt her face
smashed down to the table's surface the moment she began to lift
her head.  "Stay down there and clean up that cum like a good
whore."  Said one of the men.
     As her face was rubbed in the puddle of drying cum, Tammy
felt that huge cockhead at her ass once again.  Realizing that
she was going to ass fucked no matter what, and tried to relax
and take is best she could.  Although anal sex had often brought
Tammy to the height of climax, the cock set to invade her was
truly a monster.  She could not see it, but the head felt as big
as a plum pushing into her ass.  Had she seen the eleven inch
monster, bigger around than her own wrist, Tammy might have
simply passed out.  Instead, her cries her were stifled by the
cum she was lapping, then by the new cock that was shoved in her
mouth like a huge black gag.
     This newest cock was shoved into her mouth as she felt the
fat head of a cock press against her ass.  Tammy did not have to
see the cock to know that it was far bigger than anything she
wanted to have invade her bowels, however she was powerless to do
anything as strong hands spread her tight cheeks and the monster
head penetrated her.  Her mouth full of black cock, Tammy tried
to scream, but all she succeeded in doing was create such a
vibration with her mouth, that the cock exploded in her mouth, a
mere fifteen seconds after she had first touched it.  While many
of the men laughed at the quick draw from their friend, the owner
of the monster cock used the opportunity to dispense with the
gentle breaking of Tammy's ass.
     With a savage thrust, he drove his big dick deep into her
bowels, splitting her tight ass hole and filling her with more
cock than she could imagine.  More cocks were aimed at her face,
exploding thick loads of white cum from their long black cocks. 
Tammy's eyes were forced shut by the stinging fluids that now
dripped down her pretty face.  There seemed to be no end to the
slow of semen that was pumped into her mouth and onto her face as
her ass was savagely pounded.  Tammy could feel herself go weak
with pain and degradation until all she could do was sprawl on
the table and feel her asshole stretched to the max by the
invading cock.  
     She barley heard someone say.  "Look at your girlfriend now
boss."  As she did, someone yanked her head up by the hair. 
Forcing her eyes open, Tammy tried to blink the cum from her eyes
enough to see who was standing there.  To her horror, she could
make out that it was Woody.  Before she could open her mouth to
say anything, woody spoke.  "Guess now I know why you didn't show
up.  Fucking whore."  He spat in her face and left the room as
the others just laughed at her.  The cock in her ass exploded and
flooded her innards with cum, but Tammy barely felt it as she
passed out cold.


