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Melissa Ch2 - The Office Whore
   by NiteWriter
   In order to avoid more punishment and torture Melissa submits to Dan's
orders and experiences her first day as the office slut.  It turns out to
be the most humiliating day of her life...  so far.  (mf,oral,anal,humil) *
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   Melissa walked into the office Monday morning dressed exactly as Dan
instructed.  The receptionist was the first to notice Melissa's revealing
attire as she walked through the lobby area.  As she proceeded toward her
boss's office Melissa could feel the stares from the rest of the workers as
their eyes became fixed on her body.  She felt so naked wearing this short
black skirt that was half way up her thighs.  And her blouse was cut down
the middle exposing her breasts enough that she knew every man in the
office would want to get a glimpse down her cleavage.
   She immediately went into her office.  Her boss looked up from his desk
and couldn't help but stare.  The silence seemed to last an eternity as she
wondered what type of comment he would make.  Finally after what seemed
like minutes had past he asked, "Is that because of what I said the other
day?"
   Melissa recalled his comment about wearing shorter skirts and how upset
it made her.
   "No," Melissa softly whispered feeling incredibly embarrassed in front
of him.  Certainly he was perplexed as to why she would be so annoyed last
week and then show up dressed the exact way she so adamantly opposed.  His
eyes fixated on her body and Melissa felt as though they were burning
through her flesh.
   Her boss got up from his desk and walked across the office.  "So why are
you dressed like this?" he inquired.  Melissa knew she would be embarrassed
today, but it was even worse than she imagined.  Her heart was beating like
crazy and she was beginning to feel flushed.  And to make matters worse she
was remembering Dan's instructions.  'You will submit to any man that wants
you.'
   Melissa sat down at her desk in an attempt to calm herself.  But as she
did, she momentarily forgot about her new skimpy attire and her skirt rode
up higher exposing more of her gorgeous legs and thighs.  Her boss was
taking in every second of her soft smooth flesh without trying to be too
obvious, although he really wanted to continuing staring.  "Sorry Melissa,
I didn't mean to stare." He apologized for his reaction.
   "That's okay," Melissa replied.  "I guess you like what you see?"
   "Yes I do," he answered.  "You've got a lot to like.  I'm just surprised
at the sudden change in you."
   Her boss went back to his desk and Melissa settled in with her work. 
Roughly a half-hour went by and the phone rang.  Melissa answered as she
always does.  It was Dan.  "Just answer yes or no." Did you let him fuck
you yet?"
   "No," Melissa replied.
   "You didn't forget what to do, did you?" Dan asked.
   "No, no I didn't," she answered quickly sensing that Dan was becoming
upset with her.
   "Next time he goes out of the office I want you to started playing with
your pussy.  And don't stop until he comes back and catches you." Then Dan
hung up.  Melissa was beginning to break out in a cold sweat.  How could
she masturbate and let her boss see her doing it?  But if she didn't, she
knew the consequences.
   Melissa tried to work, but all she could think about was what she would
have to do when her boss left the office.
   Fifteen minutes later her boss pushed back from his desk and walked out.
Melissa felt almost frozen in place knowing she had better do as she was
told.  The thought of it was making her tremble.  She was shaking.  She
eased her chair back from the desk and spread her legs apart.  Then leaning
her head back against the wall, she closed her eyes and at first just
touched her pussy through her panties.  Then as she stroked herself a few
times she began fingering her wet slit holding her underwear to one side
until ultimately she was stuffing a couple fingers in and out of her cunt.
It felt good and she could feel herself getting aroused.
   A few minutes went by and suddenly she had this strange feeling that she
was being watched.  She opened her eyes.  Her boss was right there.
   "What the fuck are you doing?" he asked.
   Melissa felt like she was going to die right on the spot as she quickly
pulled her skirt down to cover herself.  She was humiliated beyond anything
she'd ever experienced before.  She didn't know what to say.  She knew what
Dan expected.  She was supposed to fuck her boss.  But did he want it too.
   He stood there staring at Melissa, but she couldn't bring herself to
look at him.  She was so embarrassed.  "Looks like my secretary likes to be
a naughty girl," he commented.  "Do you do this all the time when I'm out
of the office?" he asked, but not expecting an answer.  "Don't let me stop
you," he continued.  "Go ahead,...  play with yourself." Melissa sat there
trying to regain a sense of composure.
   "C'mon, Melissa.  Pull that skirt up and let me see you stuff a couple a
fingers in that cute little pussy like you were doing."
   Obviously after catching her masturbating he wasn't afraid of asking to
see more.  Again she recalled Dan's orders.
   Melissa obeyed his request and slowly pulled her skirt up around her
waist and wiggled two fingers all the way into her wet cunt.
   "Ohhhhh," she moaned as she slowly began getting aroused again.
   Her boss watched for a couple minutes then couldn't resist asking.  "Is
this just a show for me or do I get to join in?" He wanted desperately to
touch his beautiful secretary's body.
   It didn't seem to matter what happened at this point with her skirt up
around her waist and pussy exposed to her boss, so Melissa blurted out,
"either fire me or fuck me."
   A second later she heard the door lock.  "Come out from your desk where
I can see you better," he ordered.  Her boss sat on the edge of her desk as
she walked from behind it and stood in the middle of the office.  "So you
want me to fuck you, huh?" The adrenaline was flowing throughout Melissa's
body.  Her heart was beating faster and faster as she waited to see what
her boss would do next.
   "I want to see the rest of that body you've been hiding all these years.
Take 'em off." And he pointed to her skimpy clothes.  Humiliation was an
understatement to say the least as now Melissa had to strip in front of her
boss.  This almost seemed as hard to endure as the torture that Dan
inflicted over the weekend, but only the pain was missing.
   Melissa slowly unbuttoned the front of her blouse.  When she opened the
front exposing her firm bra covered breasts she could see the expression of
enjoyment on his face.  She slipped the blouse down her arms and tossed it
on a chair.  Melissa then unzipped the side of her short skirt and slid it
over her shapely hips down to the floor.  She stepped out of it.  One word
came out of her boss's mouth...."FUCK!!!!"
   There was a moment of silence again as he gazed at her perfectly
proportioned body.  She was gorgeous.  "Don't stop now," he eagerly coaxed.
"Keep going...  take it all off."
   Performing a strip tease for her boss was absolutely excruciating.  As
her hands went to the clasps of her bra she was trembling, yet somehow she
managed to unhook the catch and remove the cups from her full breasts.  Her
mounds were perfect standing out firm from her chest with only a few slight
marks that hadn't as yet disappeared from Dan's torturous play the day
before.
   Her boss got up and reached to touch them.  Melissa closed her eyes and
allowing him to feel and squeeze them.  "Lovely," he whispered.  "Just
fuckin' gorgeous." He squeezed her firm tit flesh again and again unable to
satisfy his need of feeling her soft delicate flesh.  "You know you've got
my cock hard already," he excitedly whispered loudly while reaching down to
rub his crotch.
   "Go ahead and finish.  Let's see that pretty cunt again."
   Melissa placed her fingers in the elastic of her panties and peeled them
down her legs.  Now she was naked in front of her boss.
   "My God you got a fantastic body," he exclaimed.
   "Get up on my desk and play with yourself again," he suggested.  "You
make me so fuckin' hot." Melissa thought surely that he would have fucked
her right then.  Making her masturbate again just prolonged the humiliating
feeling that lingered inside her.  She thought, "why doesn't he just fuck
me and get it over with."
   Melissa pushed some of the papers on his desk aside and wiggled her ass
up on it as she was told.  She spread her legs apart and began fingering
her pussy while he watched.  He was rubbing his crotch and Melissa could
see the bulge of his cock straining against his suit pants.
   "So do you like showing yourself off like a little whore?" he asked.  He
was squeezing his cock through his pants and mumbling to himself, "what a
slut."
   When Melissa heard those words it cut right through her.  All her life
she had been a respectable secretary and a good wife and mother.  Hearing
her boss refer to her as a whore and a slut and listening how he spoke
about her cunt was an attack on her self-respect.  Placing her in the same
class as a "whore" ripped at her insides when she heard it.  Subconsciously
she fought out telling herself that she was still a decent woman.  But her
actions were in conflict as she sat naked on her boss's desk masturbating
for him.  The reality of the situation was telling Melissa that she was
becoming exactly what she was being called, a slut, a whore.
   As Melissa kept fingering herself she became wetter and wetter.  Her
boss moved closer stepping between her legs and looking down at her juicy
pussy.  "You're really fuckin' wet," he softly whispered as he reached down
stroking his fingers between her legs.  "Need some help?" He began teasing
her clit with his fingers.
   "Ohhhhh!, Melissa moaned out becoming even more aroused despite how
embarrassed she was.
   "You're enjoying this aren't you?" he asked.  "You like being a slut
showing off for me, don't you?"
   His comment wasn't really true.  Yes, she was aroused from her
self-stimulation and what her boss's was doing to her clit.  But she felt
so degraded.  How would she face him after they were done?  She would
always be a slut to him and probably want her performing this way from now
on.
   Her clit was beginning to throb as he manipulated it in his fingers. 
Her arousal was growing in intensity.  At the rate they were going she knew
that eventually she would have an orgasm.  He reached with his other hand
grabbing her breasts, first one then the other, squeezing them and pinching
her nipples.  They were still sore from yesterday but still it sent chills
throughout her body bringing her closer to cumming.
   "Fuck Melissa," he moaned out.  "You're making me so damn hard for you.
You're husband is a lucky man having such a sexy woman."
   The truth was that she didn't act this way with her husband.  Their
relationship was very ordinary with only an occasional night of sex.  There
was nothing even remotely close to sexual activity this erotic and
spontaneous.
   Melissa was getting so turned on from her boss playing with her clit and
mauling her breasts that she instinctively felt for his cock through his
trousers.  He was rock hard and she could tell he was pretty big too, much
larger than her husband.  She grabbed it and squeezed it.
   "I know you want to fuck me," she blurted out.  "So do it.  Put your big
cock in me."
   Her boss backed away and quickly unbuckled his suit trousers removing
them along with his underwear.  His cock was huge, maybe ten inches, much
bigger than Melissa's husband's was.  He moved back between Melissa's legs
positioning his hard shaft at the entrance to her cunt.  As Melissa lay
there waiting to feel his hard stiff tool enter her body, she could only
think of her husband.  His cock was the only one she'd ever had.  She never
dreamed of cheating on him.  She was very content with her marriage and
knew her husband felt the same.  What would he think of her now?  She was
forced into this situation and here she was naked on her boss's desk
waiting for him stuff his cock into her pussy.
   Melissa's wandering mind quickly returned to the present when she felt
her boss push forward and his rigid shaft penetrated her.  "Ohhhh,
fuck...," he moaned out.  "Your cunt feel so good, Melissa."
   Melissa whimpered from the quick force of his big cock entering her and
stretching her cunt.  Tears formed in the corner of her eyes, as she knew
she was allowing herself to sink deeper into this dark world of being a
slut to satisfy and service men's cocks.
   Her boss began fucking, stuffing her pussy hard, ramming his cock in and
out as she lay there taking it.  She felt so used, almost as if being
raped. She could feel him inside her body, his cock opening her cunt much
more than her husband's.  He was so big and it was so arousing feeling his
stiff shaft scraping over her already hardened clit.  He kept pumping her
cunt over and over; stuffing it all the way in and making her feel so good.
Why did it feel so good?  Oh my God, what was happening she thought. 
"No... No...  No...," she was subconsciously yelling at herself.  "This
can't be happening.....  he's gonna make me...." Then just as she about to
cum...  he pulled out.
   Melissa looked up to see why he backed away leaving her with this empty
feeling.  Her near orgasm rapidly came to a halt.  He grabbed her arm. 
"Get up honey...  turn around," he instructed helping her stand and then
bend over his desk.  Then in an aroused desperate voice commented, "my wife
doesn't like me using her ass." He then quickly wiggled his hard pussy
juice covered cock between Melissa's asscheeks.  He used both hands to
spread her soft flesh apart to place his cock on her tight little puckered
bunghole.
   "What are you doing," Melissa gasped out looking over her shoulder. 
"Not there.  I've never done that." Her chest was pressed into his desktop
and her ass was in perfect position for her first anal.  "Don't stop me
Melissa...  Please," her boss begged in a frenzy knowing he was seconds
away from assfucking his beautiful secretary.
   A flash went through Melissa's memory recalling Dan's words from
yesterday.  She was to do ANYTHING her boss or any man wanted.  She knew if
she didn't allow this Dan would find out somehow.  The way he tortured her
breasts was so painful and she couldn't go through that again.
   She heard her boss's tone being more insistent, "C'mon Melissa, I want
your ass!!!!"
   Despite her reluctance, Melissa gave in knowing there really was no
choice, "okay...  Do it!  Fuck my ass."
   She could feel her boss grab his rigid cock and begin applying pressure
against her anal hole.  He pushed forward trying to stuff it in.  "Don't
hurt me," Melissa whimpered out feeling her asshole stretching open.  He
pushed harder against her tight anus driving himself forward until the head
of his cock forced Melissa's back hole open and disappeared into her cute
bottom.  "AHHhhhhhhhh," Melissa moaned out.  "It's so big...  it's so big."
   He placed his hands on each of Melissa's soft asscheeks keeping them
spread apart.  He pushed again.  His stiff piece of cockmeat began entering
Melissa's ass and slid deeper and deeper into her rectum.
   "Oh fuck, Melissa...  you're so damn tight," he blurted out enjoying the
feel of his first anal fuck.
   Melissa was moaning too as she felt his rock hard cock traveling up her
anal chute making her ass feel so full.
   Finally his shaft was completely buried inside Melissa's ass.  He
grabbed her around the waist.  Sensing what was about to happen Melissa
grabbed hold of the edges of his desk.  Her boss began fucking, backing his
cock out and stuffing it back in.  "Ohhhhh, Ohhhhhh, "Melissa cried out
each time he rammed it through her anal orifice.  He assfucked Melissa for
a couple minutes stuffing his cock in and out of her ass faster and harder.
And Melissa just let him have his way.
   She knew he was getting close to an orgasm and assumed he would shoot
his load in her rectum.  But instead, she was surprised and shocked when he
pulled completely out and demanded.  "Get on your knees, whore." He was in
a frenzy now.  His cock was engorged and ready to explode.  The intensity
of ass fucking his pretty secretary, coupled with it being his first time,
was more than enough to spark the dirty filthy desires stored up inside him
for so long.
   Melissa stood up, turned around and did as she was told.  She knelt down
before her boss.  His cock was sticking straight out and was covered with a
glistening residue.  Melissa instantly got this sick feeling in the pit of
her stomach seeing all that slime covering it.  She just knew what he was
expecting.
   "Suck it," he ordered.  "That's what dirty sluts like you do, right? 
You love sucking filthy cocks."
   The way he was talking made Melissa feel that she was no longer his
secretary doing him a sexual favor.  She was being treated like nothing
more than a cheap whore that he might pick up on a street corner.  Melissa
wondered if even they would do something as disgusting as this.  She could
smell the odor of her own ass as he pushed his cock closer to her face.
   Melissa grabbed the hard dirty thing in her hand and began jerking it.
Despite every instinct to refuse doing such a vile act, she slowly moved it
to her lips.  "That's it," he desperately moaned.  "Suck it.  Make me cum."
   Melissa obeyed by taking it through her lips and then deeper and deeper
into her mouth.  The foul taste of her ass immediately registered in her
brain and she wondered how she could allow herself to be defiled like this.
Her boss placed his hands to her head and proceeded to buck his hips back
and forth to fuck his pretty secretary's face.
   "I don't believe this," he moaned out.  "All this time I thought you
were a stuck up bitch.  Now it turns out you're a hot little cocksucker
after all.  My God Melissa, you're such a slut.  Suck it!!  Suck it!! 
Clean it off you filthy little whore."
   Melissa just couldn't get used to hearing herself being called a whore
and a slut.  She was a respectable loving wife and a qualified secretary.
But it was obvious her boss had a different opinion of her now.
   Melissa kept bobbing her head up and down his rigid shaft.  She had
completely cleaned off every bit of her own ass slime that had covered it.
Finally her cock gobbling skills aroused her boss to the point that he
couldn't take anymore.
   "Oh fuck," he yelled out.  "I'm gonna cum....  Suck my cum you fuckin'
whore."
   A second later his cock was throbbing and spurting thick white cream
into Melissa's mouth.  She felt the first massive stream forcefully gush
from his cock hitting the roof of her mouth and then splash all over
dropping onto her tongue.  Then again she felt it spasm, not once but a
couple more times, and more thick wads of cum burst from his cock.  By the
time he finished her mouth felt flooded with the white cream.
   He looked down at his secretary kneeling before him knowing that she was
holding his load in her mouth.  He pulled his cock out and quickly ordered,
"Don't spit it out.  Swallow it."
   Melissa looked up at her boss.  She couldn't believe how much cum was
inside her mouth.  She moved her tongue around in the freshly ejaculated
sperm feeling how thick and slimy it was.  She had never swallowed cum
before.  In fact, she wouldn't even let her own husband cum in her mouth.
Again she looked up at her boss.  She knew what she had to do.  As he
watched he could see the obvious expression of a woman swallowing for the
first time, "GULP!!!!" as her throat flexed and she forced herself to eat
his massive load of cockcream.
   "Good girl...," he blurted out excited to know his hot sperm was sliding
down her pretty throat.
   They both got dressed and Melissa excused herself to visit the ladies
room.
   When she returned to the office her boss was waiting by her desk. 
"Listen, I like my new secretary.  You're so much better than the nasty
bitch you used to be." Melissa looked down at the floor.  She was so
embarrassed that she couldn't look at him.  "So is this the new Melissa?"
he asked touching her chin waiting for her to answer.
   "Yes," she timidly responded knowing that somehow Dan would find out if
she didn't continue acting like a slut.
   "Good,...  good..." her boss mumbled.  "I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun
from now on."
   "By the way," he continued.  "Before you get back to work, I was on the
phone with Mr.  Andrews down the hall.  His secretary is on vacation this
week.  I told him what a great job you just did for me.  I worked it out
for us to share you this week, if you know what I mean?  You can see him
after lunch.  Besides, I'll be gone for the rest of the afternoon anyway."
   Melissa was in shock but answered, "Yes Sir," and stared down at the
floor yet again realizing her days as an office whore were just beginning.
   Melissa was about as devastated as any woman could get.  Her boss was
offering her sexual services to another of his executive friends.  She
didn't feel like a secretary anymore and she knew that from now on she
probably never would.  She felt like a slut and she knew there was nothing
she could do about it.
   Melissa decided to skip lunch today.  She had a sick feeling in the pit
of her stomach, obviously a result of her extreme humiliation.  She also
couldn't face her friend Susan in the lunchroom, not to mention everyone
else.  What would Susan say about her new office attire?
   Melissa waited until two o'clock to follow her boss's orders and report
to Mr.  Andrews.  It was no surprise what he wanted.  After a few of
minutes of unnecessary idle chat she had another executive cock pumping her
pussy and ass.  Ultimately, she swallowed her second load of cum.
   Melissa wandered half-dazed back to her office.  How could this be
happening to her?  Thank God it was nearly time to go home.  She closed the
door to the office and sat at her desk, head in her hands, crying and
wiping her eyes.  Then the door opened.  It was Dan.
   "Looks like you had a great day," he chuckled knowing what she had gone
through.
   "Why?...  Why are you doing this to me?" she sobbed.
   "STOP CRYING!!!" Dan blurted out not interested in her feelings.
   "You know I'm rather annoyed at you," he continued with his stern
reprimanding tone.
   Melissa instantly stopped the tears and peered at Dan with a questioning
look.
   "What's wrong," she asked.  "I did what you wanted.  Look at me.  I'm
dressed like you said and I let two men use me today.  I didn't refuse
anything." Melissa explained becoming fearful of what Dan was thinking.
   "I know you did," Dan answered.  "But you didn't pay attention over the
weekend.  I told you no bra, no panties and a see-through top.  Didn't I?"
   Melissa's facial expression became cold and flushed as she sat there
silent.  She stared down at her desk hanging her head mumbling, "no... 
no.. no."
   "Don't be upset, Dan continued.  "I'm going to help you with your memory
tonight."
   Melissa's heart began racing when she heard Dan's remark.  She knew he
would punish her.  "Please Dan, I did as you asked.  I promise I'll dress
like you want tomorrow.  I promise."
   "Of course you will.  I'll see to it," Dan responded.
   "And one more thing." Get on the phone and call up to that bitch friend
of yours Susan before she leaves.  Invite her to your house tonight.  And I
don't want to hear any excuses, just make sure she's there.  I'll see you
both later around seven-thirty."
   Dan walked out of the office.
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MelissaCh2 - The Office Whore