Chapter 3 (or if you don't want to use the app, old.reddit link)

I gulped. Oh, shit. My boss had “questions” about my vacation, what if he denied it?

“I should probably call him back…” I said, hesitantly. “Have lunch and some water first. I’ll make us omelets. You could use the food, I’ve been going hard on you,” Mike replied. “Then you can call him when you’re ready. But first…”

Mike reached for the butt plugs and grabbed the next one, the second largest. He lubed it up and inserted it into me. It went in very easily, after the fucking he’d given me.

He put down a towel on a chair at the table, and gestured for me to sit. I did, and stretched my legs. While he started on the eggs, I reached around to my back and collected some cum with my fingers. I made eye contact with him and slowly licked it off my fingers and swallowed. He grinned ferally.

A few minutes later, he brought over two plates and set one in front of me, along with a glass of water.

“So,” he said, as if discussing the weather, “you should probably sign up for that website for the FREE USE program, I hear appointments for the proficiency exams are booking out pretty fast. Why don’t you do that this afternoon? I need to focus on work anyway.”

“Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Can I call my boss back too?” “Of course, but you should stay naked and plugged for me. And if he wants to do a video call, well, I’m sure you’ll figure something out.”

I smirked. I guess I could.

I finished lunch, and drank probably 3 cups of water. I guess cockwarming had made me thirsty, not that I needed any help being a thirsty slut.

I pulled out my laptop, and found the official FREE USE signup website. There wasn’t much there, but they had sign-up slots 10 minutes away from home at the end of next week — the end of my training by Master! I quickly filled out the form, just imagining all the ways they’d use and abuse my body during the exams… I got lost in the fantasy, and reached down to my cunt to play with the dildo before I remembered I wasn’t allowed to fuck myself unless Master said so.

Disappointed, but also a bit turned on at the lack of control of my body, I pulled my hand back.

“Remember to call your boss back,” Master said, before going back to his desk and closing the door.

Sigh. This wasn’t going to be fun. My boss was always really strict with me, I couldn’t imagine he’d be happy about this last-minute vacation.

I unlocked my phone, scrolled a bit, and tapped on “Dickhead Manager.” It rang four or five times before he picked up. “Hi Sarah, are you feeling better?” “Hmm? Oh, yes, thanks, John, I uh, slept a lot and that helped.” “Good. Listen, about your vacation, well, not to suggest anything, but HR sent out an email this morning that we should be especially careful about vacation requests today. I guess they think people who want to quit for that new government program might abuse our generosity while they get ready for it, and they don’t want to give vacation to people who are about to quit. So, I think I just need you to tell me what you’re going to do on the vacation.”

I paused, trying to think of a convincing lie. I mumbled something about a last-minute hotel discount. “Look, I can’t hear you well,” he said, “let’s do a video call. I’ll send you a link.”

He hung up, and my phone buzzed with a text message from him. “I have a meeting in 10 minutes, so we need to make this quick. Please join … “ and then a link. Fuck, what was I going to do? I would definitely get fired if I did a call with my manager naked and covered in dried cum. Maybe I could just pretend my camera was broken and turn it off? Yeah, that would work.

I took out my laptop and clicked the link. The call opened right away. I clicked the camera, and… saw an error: “Your camera is always on by company policy.”

John’s jaw dropped at the sight, and my face flushed a deep shade of red. “I see what’s happening now. I’ll stop by your home address after work today to pick up your laptop and ID badge. Tomorrow, I’m going to contact HR and tell them what a lying, naughty—er, irresponsible—employee you are.” He hung up.

A few hours passed anxiously, then Mike came out of his office and saw me. “What’s up?” He asked. I explained what had happened. “He called you naughty?” “Yes, but why does that matter—oh.” “I think you just realized why. Stay naked and plugged.”

I waited for another couple of hours, intermittently biting my nails. Eventually, there was a firm knock on the door. I went to open it. My boss was there, looking angry. When he saw me, his eyes ran up and down my body, lingering on the dried cum on my breasts and face. “May I come in?” he asked, not really waiting for an answer before he entered and shut the door behind him.

“Take me somewhere we can sit,” he said. I walked us over to the couch. When we were almost there, he grabbed my ass and squeezed. Mike was sitting there, and he looked up and nodded to John, as if nothing were happening.

“The way I see it,” said John, “either I can report you to HR now, and you’ll get fired and probably blacklisted from the whole industry. Or, if I leave here happy, I’ll tell HR you said you got a last minute discount on that hotel, and maybe they’ll believe it”

I gulped, and turned around to face him. “How can I make you happy, uh…” “Call me Daddy.” “How can I make you happy, Daddy?”“I’ve wanted to feel your tight cunt since you started working for me. I’ve also always wanted to feel what it’s like to fuck a whore while someone fucks her other hole, I’ve heard it’s good.” He looked at Mike. “You in?” “Sure, she needs the training.”

I gulped. I had absolutely never thought about my boss like that. He was such an asshole. And honestly I…. didn’t want to be the type that slept her way up at work. But if I ever got tired of the FREE USE program I might want to go back to work…

“I’ll take that as a yes,” John said. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down around his ankles. His cock caught my eye. It was REALLY thick, especially the head. I felt myself getting wet. Maybe I did want him? I guess either way it didn’t matter, I wanted to be a free use whore and if that meant fucking my boss, I guess I would fuck my boss.

He reached down and pulled down my panties, and saw the dildo. “Oh, she’s really desperate for this, isn’t she?” he said, to Mike. “Yeah, she’s been a massive slut for me all day. I can’t imagine what she’ll be like with that arousal drug,” he said, pulling out the butt plug.

“Do you want condoms, whore?” asked John. “Ummm… no, I actually already got some of those shots and birth control,” I said, shyly. John laughed. “You’ve been a whore for a while, I guess,” he said, almost more to himself than to me.

John pulled the dildo out of my aching cunt, put his hands under my arms, and lifted me up. “Legs around my waist, whore.” Without even thinking about it, I wrapped my legs around him and he suddenly pushed himself into me.

I gasped and moaned. He was REALLY thick. It was almost too much for me, I felt stretched. But the dildo inside me had gotten me ready, and instead of feeling pain, I just felt full and good. He started thrusting, and my eyes rolled up into my head and I started screaming with pleasure.

Suddenly, I felt something cool on my asshole, and then felt it stretch. Master was just going right in with his cock this time!

“Wait, shouldn’t we get me ready—“ I started to say, before he slid all of the way into me. I guess that larger plug he’d put in after he fucked me really helped.

With my legs around John’s waist and Mike behind me I felt more full than I ever had, even with the toys all day. I couldn’t stop moaning. The two men pushed me back and forth between them, getting into a rhythm with each other.

I started to shake. “Please, Master, may I cum?” I said. John chuckled. “Well trained already, isn’t she?” “Yes, she’s surprisingly… pliable,” Mike answered.

“No, you may not, whore.”I did my best to breathe deeply and hold it. They kept fucking, unrelenting. They were taking what they wanted, and it made me feel so objectified. I had no control.

I couldn’t help it. It just felt so good. I came loudly on both of them, squeezing around them. “We’ll have to punish you for that, whore,” Mike grunted.

They showed no signs of slowing down, and kept going, their speed increasing if anything. I couldn’t help it, and came again.

“Count your orgasms, whore,” said John. “That was two, Daddy, thank you.” “Good girl.”

I lost track of time. I was just focused on pleasure, and orgasms. I got to ten before I felt John stiffening in me, and felt an unmistakable sensation of warmth in my cunt. “Fuuuuuuuuck,” I cried as I came again. “Eleven, Daddy and Master, thank you”. I loved getting creampied.

As I came and squeezed, I felt Master cum inside my ass. They gently let me down, laying me on the couch as cum leaked out of me. “You’d better clean up anything that drips out on that couch,” Mike said. “I paid a lot for it.”

“Yes, Master…” I said, dreamily.

“Well, I’m happy,” said John. “I’ll cover for you with HR. Open your mouth,” he said. I opened my mouth, not sure what to expect, and he spat in it!

He pulled up his pants and left.

“Eleven orgasms,” Mike said, thoughtfully. “I think it’s only fair that you get eleven very hard hits with a paddle, and make eleven people cum before you get to again. I think we can make that happen tomorrow. I’ll text some people. For now, clean up that cum and get some rest.”

He left me on the couch. I was blissful as I reached down and collected cum with my fingers to swallow it.