"Hey, where's your new manager?" Nina asked from behind mirrored shades. "I haven't seen him for awhile."

Sylphie didn't respond immediately, instead shifting her weight on the much smaller man trapped beneath her. Although Nina had only recently joined her by the pool, Sylphie had been enjoying lounging poolside for hours, and had used that time to break in her new boss. At first she'd been remarkably brutal about it, holding him down under the water, with his throat occupied with her massive cock, allowing him to breathe just long enough to go back under.

When it became clear his throat couldn't take anymore abuse, she'd dragged him out of the water and put him to work applying tanning oil. Sylphie had made sure the process was as taxing and difficult as possible, leveraging her size and strength to use his body as an unwilling applicator rather than let him use his hands. She'd even insisted on the soles of her feet getting a thorough layer, of course, the best applicator she could find was his face.

Next Sylphie bent him over on the towel she'd laid down in the grass next to the pool and spent some time simply pounding his ass. She spent nearly an hour in the hot sun, driving her inhumanly large cock into his ass, unloading time and again and again inside him. She realized only after her first orgasm that she hadn't switched up the formulation of her cock since she'd last used it, and the euphoric and stimulant effects of her spunk became almost immediately apparent in her boss's face.

The pharmacologic effects, meant for another Titan-mod, and not for a non-mod like her boss, were profound on his unprepared physiology. Designed to be addictive in the short term and so near mind-control as to be illegal, if caught, it made her the center of attention in a titan-mod sex party, and something closer to a goddess in a mixed orgy. As the drugs filled his rectum, and flowed through his bloodstream with an alarming speed, his grunts of protest were reduced to moans of elated pleasure, his mind succumbing to a cocktail of chemicals that reduced him to a blissful, drooling idiot on her cock.

After about the fifth orgasm, Sylphie had downed a bottle of water and graciously helped her boss avoid dehydration by craning his neck back and letting him drink a long, unbroken strand of her drool, until his stomach could take no more, and he began to cough and sputter. She let him fall back down, continuing to slam into him with abandon until she felt satisfied.

With that, she simply laid down on the towel, not bothering to pull out of her manager, or let him scurry away, instead she tucked any evidence of him under her four meter frame and got comfortable. His initial panic, what very little he could still feel after all she had pumped into him, at being buried beneath her resulted in some delightful squirming, and Sylphie responded by grinding her hips down into him and letting loose with another two orgasms inside him.

"Hello? Earth to Sylphie? Your new boss, where is he?" Nina asked. "Won't he be pissed off if he finds you out here relaxing?"

Sylphie grunted, pushing herself up on her arms. The smaller man, coated in sweat, and cum, and tanning oil, stuck to her skin as she rose up, and she had to use a hand to peel him halfway off her, holding his head by the hair in one hand. His expression was that of utter oblivion, a mind so far gone in the euphoria of designer chemicals that it could no longer process anything but.

"Hey boss, I'm going to spend the rest of the day out here with Nina…" Sylphie asked, looking down between her breasts at him. "That okay with you?"

There was no response from the addled non-mod, smeared with fluids.

"Thanks boss." Sylphie said, tucking him back under her as she lay back down.

Her hips ground into him just a little bit as she settled back down. She could feel his body smothered under hers, and even his insides make room for her cock still buried deep inside him. He shuddered, briefly, as her mass enveloped him from above, and a pathetic squeak of pleasure escaped his lips, but only stillness and silence after as she got comfortable.

"He's cool with it." Sylphie mused.

"Oh man, he looked terrible!" Nina opined. "You didn't dose him, did you?"

"Yeah, I forgot to change the settings after the last party. He'll be tripping for at least a week." Sylphie responded. "But that just means he gets to stay with me, and when he finally comes down, he'll be pretty addicted to getting fucked. My whole job just got a lot easier."

"Hell yeah! You think he's got keys to the penthouse suites?" Nina asked, suddenly very accepting of the situation.

"Let's find out after I get my tan…" Sylphie mumbled, succumbing to the comfort of the poolside.