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 Title: Miss Prim & Proper, or what goes around, comes around
Codes: MF, torture, humiliation, nc, drugs
Outline: Cynthia gets some payback when a rebuffed suitor from her youth
finally takes what already should have been his years ago (and then

starts handing it out to every one...) Suggestor: likes to be unmentioned

   Chapter 12 - Cindy, the Sexetary

   The news of Cindy's new job rushed through the company.  Obviously her
self-induced orgasm, where she had been observed by most of the employees,
on the floor inf front of the director Johnson, had helped a lot with this.
Even before the official memo had been emailed out, the male members of the
staff had already informed each other about the new benefits that were
available as of the next day.

   Even the few women working there where, in their own way, content with
this news.  While most of them did not mind the occasional
normal/romantic/sexual/sexist (depending on ones point of view) attention
from a male co-employee, it was sometimes a burden as to decide were to
draw the line.  Having this newly acquired fuck-bunny in the building,
would mean that it was now possible to deflect a guy to this woman called
Cindy.

   But while her official employment would only start tomorrow,
Cindy/Cynthia was about to find out that, while bad news travels fast, good
news travel even faster.  Of course, again: depending on ones point of
view....

   After the humiliating experience of being on display as she came on the
floor by here own hands, she reorganized her clothes as good as possible.
However, a soft 'tsk, tsk' coming from Zach's lips, stopped her from
buttoning up her blouse all the way.  As she was still inside the building
and knew that her employment depended on her ability to keep Zach and the
rest of the workforce satisfied, Cindy accepted the new rules (and her new
name).  Mark and his team would be angry and probably torture her if she
had to tell them that she had landed the job, only to loose it again within
minutes, by being a stuck-up prig that covered each and every square inch
of her tits.  No, that would not be good at all...  They would fuck her for
sure anyway this evening, but at least with the job secured for now, she
might expect a somewhat less violent treatment.

   So, as Cindy walked to the elevator her tits bounced up and down from
her form pace.  The few cat-calls and wolf-whistles that came after her,
were ignored.  Both she and the men knew that tomorrow would be a different
day though.  As the elevator whizzed down, she knew that tomorrow she would
have no other option but to stay at her desk and accept all offers, no
matter how lewd and vile, made to her, as the new sexetary.  The elevator
stopped and opened its doors.  Walking quickly toward her car, the high
heels clicked on the concrete.  The cold air made her shiver and Cindy
noticed that her nipples stiffened and tried to poke once more through the
almost sheer fabric of her blouse.  The cold air even made her soaking wet
pussy shiver as it was still covered by the equally wet skimpy panty she
still wore.  Deftly she slid a hand under her short skirt and pulled the
wet cloth from her cuntlips.  Looking quickly around, she lowered the wet
panty down over her legs and stepped out of them.

   "That's my kind of woman!" Cindy startled and looked around.  Fuck, she
missed looking in the dark corner.  From behind one of the supporting
pillars, a nerdy looking big bellied guy stepped into the lights.  In fact,
she wondered how she could have missed him.  His fat stomach bulged over
his belt and as we walked, no...  waddled was a better description, Cindy
felt fear and repulsion grip her by the throat.  "You're the new sexetary,
right?" The guys face lit up as Cindy did not deny this question.  Even if
she knew where this would be leading.  And, as she expected, he continued:
"As I see it, you probably don't want to loose your job in this difficult
economic climate..." "...so, even while you officially start tomorrow, I'd
thought that I'd beat the crowd so to speak...  he he" Cindy could not do
much more then listen to his monologue.  The guy obviously like to hear
himself talk...  a lot.  And even the superfluous, stupid laughs at the end
of his 'jokes' seemed to fit his personality.  Tuning back in when she
finally heard him finishing up his 'speech', as if he needed to convince
her of the inevitability what was about to happen to her, with the leering
line: "...  so you'd better turn around, lean of the car and spread those
cute ass cheeks of yours!"
Which was exactly what Cindy did, even while in normal circumstances she
would not even have given him the times of the day.  They guy had been
practically drooling while he delivered his 'speech' and while he kept on
ogling her body from her still somewhat flustered face, over her tits and
her firm hips, along her legs to her 3-inch heeled shoe-clad feet.  As he
kept on ranting about 'stressed work environment', 'getting paid his due'
and whatever more, she saw him actually get hard!  This guy must be really

worked up...  getting erect already while making his soap-box speech.

   When she turned towards her car, placed her hands on the roof, and her
legs spread, she felt the skirt hitch up.  The cool air in the parking
garage caressed and sent a shiver up her spine.  Another shiver followed
when she heard the zipper of his pants going down.  Just like that, she was
going to be fucked here in a parking garage!  By a guy she did not even
know and who she would not even have noticed (or in the worst case, have
avoided) a few months ago.  No questions asked, no permission needed... 
With a thud she slammed into the car, as the guy grabbed her hips and
violently pushed his pelvis against her ass cheeks.  Her boobs got pressed
against the cold glass of the side window and she felt his cock already
between the cheeks of her ass.  "Ungh!" Cindy couched as she tried to
regain her breath.  But the fat guy kept her pinned down with his hands as
he pulled back and lowered himself somewhat.  "UNGH!!" another, louder
scream from her echoed through the garage as he brutally thrust up and
rammed his thick cock up her slick cunt in one swift and powerful stroke.
Her cunt may have been wet, the fat cock that penetrated her swiftly and
totally, still stretched her vagina very uncomfortably.  "Ah...  so you
like it a little bit rough then?" came the sarcastic response from her
tormentor as she hissed in a gasp of air between her gritted teeth.  And
she was rewarded with another cunt-splitting stroke, that almost lifted her
from the ground.  "That's a good girl...  take it like a pro...  tomorrow
will be worse for sure!" Each remark was accompanied by strokes just as
powerful and painful as the first one.  Her nipples were pressed hard
against the glass each time the cock was rammed up her cunt.  To make
matter even worse, she felt the guy starting to lick and nibble her neck.
And each time the base of his cock impacted on her tender cuntlips, he made
a bite mark.  Not enough to break the skin and draw blood, but Cindy knew
that she would be marked all evening for sure.  At the last stroke, he kept
his cock lodged in her.  With a few grunts coming from behind her Cindy
felt his cock twitch and pulse as it pumped out several squirt of sperm. 
Finally the grip on her hips and pressure on her tits squeezed against the
glass was removed.  The guy pulled out of her soaking cunt and took the
panty from her hand.  Wringing it somewhat dry he used it to clean his cock
from their combined juices and handed it back to her.  Surprised and
disgusted Cindy took it.  The guy looked expectantly at her and, she her
disgusted turned into confusion, urged her on: "Go ahead, put the panty
back on..." She thought he could not be serious...  driving back to her
apartment without her panty would have been bad enough.  With her short
skirt, she was sure that everybody would be able to see her pussy as she
drove by.  But this, this was even worse...  Even while he had just shot
his load deep in her cunt, he now wanted her to wear the panty that he just
used to wipe away the remnants of sperm from his cock!  "GO ON, BITCH!" he
shouted at her.  "It's not as if you have any choice...  put the fucking
panties back on that dripping cunt, or don't bother coming back tomorrow!"
With the message being loud and clean delivered, Cindy stepped back into
the soaking underwear and felt the cold wetness against her pussy as she
pulled it up.  "Higher, slut!  Pull it way up between your ass cheeks and
let me see the front as well...  I want to see those lips pressed against
it!" As Cindy did as ordered, the sides of the panty were now halfway up
sides.  She felt the back of it slide between her cheeks and felt the
fluids already dripping down her asscrack over her asshole.  While she was
getting used to that, the sensations of the cloth being pulled tight over
her cuntlips were even more disgusting.  Without looking she knew that her
lips protruded lewdly through the wet cloth.  Turning around to face the
guy that fucked her from behind so rough a few minutes ago, she saw the
excitement in his face and in the unconscious twitching of his still
half-erect cock while he examined her from head to toe.  If only she had
been able to spurn him like all the other men that only looked at her with
one thing on their mind...  But those days were over.  Even Cindy realized
that.

   The guy finally had enough from looking at her and ordered her to keep
the panties like this and drive home with her skirt hitched up, so that, if
anyone looked inside, he would be able to see the firmly pulled up wet
panties.  Knowing better than to disobey, Cindy drove from the parking
garage back to the apartment.  It felt as if every pedestrian looked in the
car and saw her panties on display below the hitched up skirt.  For sure
some appreciative looks were not imagined, because even without the
passersby looking all the way inside, they still saw a obviously excited
women driving as fast as allowed.  Any attentive male would for sure let
his imagination run wild about where she had been or was going to in this
state of arousal.  But only the ones that really examined her, as she stood
before a traffic light, got treated to her exposed cuntlips that had worked
they way left and right from the bundled up panty.  The resulting string
pressed far too uncomfortable on Cindy's clit and while she did not dare to
pull away the panty from her cunt, she tried to adjust it by squirming her
ass back and forth on the seat.  But that only resulted in more pressure on
her clit.  Even her legs moving about as she braked and accelerated caused
her clit to be stimulated.

   And so it happened that three teenage boys were suddenly treated on the
view of an older woman (the remark 'Mama is looking good!' it made totally
clear where they estimated her on the age-scale) having an long drawn-out
orgasm right in front of their noses as Cindy finally came when she had to
break suddenly for a red light.  Her moans only accentuated the slow
bucking movements of her hips as she came from the continuous rubbing panty
between her pussy lips and over her clit.  Humiliated and ashamed Cindy
drove away with screeching tires as soon as the light jumped to green, but
not before one of the teens had snapped a few pictures of her with his
cellphone.  God knows where those will end up, Cindy thought as she drove
away from the stunned teens.

   Later that evening, when she got home without further 'incidents', she
told the events of the day to the Spires brothers.  Mark was still out,
taking care of some business for Fred.  But Luis, Sanchez and Carlos kept
her busy enough.  Especially after she told them about the orgasm right in
front of the teenage boys.  First she had to re-enact her driving the
car... except Cindy now sat on a chair with only her panties pulled up high
again.  With her arms stretched out, pretending to be controlling the
imaginary steering wheel, she felt her naked tits move from one side to the
other at she 'turned corners'...  Sanchez even took care of the cellphone
incident, as he happily snapped away while she managed to work the front of
her panty again between her pussy lips.  But before she had to suffer the
indecency of yet another self induced orgasm, as her clit got stimulated
and came out of its protective hood again, the boys got enough of her act.
Without much decorum, she was thrown backward on the bed by Luis.  With her
legs dangling dangling down the mattress, the still moist panty was shoved
aside and the room between her cunt lips was now filled by Luis' cock. 
Rubbing it up and down two times, he lubricated a little, before he plunged
balls deep inside her.  Looking down Cindy saw and felt the base of his
cock squash her engorged labia.  With the nylon panty pressing there as
well, let go of a moan.  Only for it to be stopped by the cock of Carlos
that was shoved unceremoniously down her throat.  Her retching to expel the
fleshy invader from her blocked trachea made Carlos laugh.  "Look, the
bitch has trouble swallowing.  God, that feels good on my dick!" As the
lack of oxygen became more pressing, Cindy bucked more violent to make it
clear to the boys that she really could get no air.  Luis remarked on her
enthusiasm as his pounding thrusts were met stroke for stroke by Cindy
bucking her hips in desperation.  Only when Carlos pulled out a little, she
got some air again and that caused her to cum at once.  "UNNNNGGGHHHH!" she
moaned with Carlos' cock still in her mouth.  With her legs now wrapped
around Luis' ass, she kept him locked deep inside her spasming cunt.  Not
that he wanted to free himself, as he felt his sperm starting to boil in
his balls, ready to be released.  A couple of more thrusts forward in the
gripping cunt of the brunette below him and he flooded her womb with his
juice.  Cindy felt the contractions in his cock and the fluid that squirted
out in several volleys.  Unlocking her legs (and feeling like a slut for
keeping him deep inside her in the first place) she felt Luis pull out. 
The muscular tissue of her cunt regained its original shape and while doing
so, some of Luis' sperm dripped from her pussy.  "Look, man, you totally
filled the bitch up!" one of his brothers said.  With Carlos' cock still
lodged in her throat, the lack of oxygen and her recent orgasm made her
loose track of her surroundings.  Just before she passed out completely,
Carlos pulled out.  But the reason was not her lack of air.  He felt his
own orgasm rise up.  And as his cock left the tight lips, it started to
squirt its cockjuice.  The first blast landed in Cindy's throat, as she
gulped for fresh air, causing her a massive cough attack.  The rest of the
load managed to cover most of her face, with several strands covering her
eyes.  Still gasping for breath she wanted to wipe the sticky white mass
from her face, but her hands were slapped away by the third brother. 
Sanchez barked at her: "Leave it, slut!  Nothing says 'I am only here to
please males' like a dripping cunt and a covered face.  Besides, I have
more 'pressing' matters for you to attend to.  He-he-he-he..." God, she was
not even given the 'pleasure' of making herself a little bit decent.  Cindy
dropped her arms back on the bed and slumped in defeat.  They could do
anything they wanted to her anyway.  Maybe later they would give her
opportunity and time to clean herself up.  Only when she felt the by now
familiar tit-press being placed around her sensitive boobs, she fully
realized the meaning of his earlier remark.  Her two globes of flesh were
easily caught in the metal contraption.  Looking towards her captured
boobs, Cindy saw the two metal rods already push her sensitive tits
together and bulge outward.  Sanchez had placed the rod real close to her
chest, so once he screwed them closer, most of the fat and tissue inside
Cindy's tits was pressed against the tightly pulled skin.  It also made her
nipples stand out very painful, due to the added pressure from behind the
tender nubs.  "Nng-nng," Cindy moaned and tossed her head from left to
right as Sanchez turned the screws further and further.  Her tits stood now
like obscene balls of flesh out from her chest.  Almost as if they were
separated from her.  But the dull pain, that made itself felt during every
heartbeat as blood was being pumped into her tits, told her otherwise. 
"AAAIIII-mghrst!!!" This time Cindy's scream of pain, as Sanchez pinched a
nipples, was cut short by the cock of Luis as it plunged in her gaping
mouth.  Now she was struggling for air AND for a way to relieve her of the
tremendous pain in her tits.  Luis pulled out just enough to give her one
gulp of air.  The feeling of oxygen entering her lungs again almost drowned
the searing pain in her nipples.  Almost, because Sanchez had replaced his
sharp flicking nails with two crocodile-clamps.  The sharp beaked clamps
bit hard in her erect nipples and the throbbing pain in her tits was now
amplified by the biting of the two clamps.  Cindy managed to relax her
throat enough, so that Luis could fuck her the way he licked.  As he shoved
the mushroom-shaped head in and out her throat, she even remembered to cup
and massage his scrotum.  The coarse, thick and greasy hair covering the
leathery pouch, made her feel disgusted.  But then that feeling and
everything else was blotted out in an instant as Sanchez turned on the
battery-pack that was connected to the clamps.  "Ng-ng-ng-ng-ng..." Cindy
looked like a ragdoll being tossed around as the electricity raced through
her convulsing body.  "Keep up the massage of my balls, stupid cunt!" Luis
scowled at her and slapped her in the face.  Brought back to reality, but
still mindlessly unaware of her surroundings, Cindy resumed her fondling.
Wham!!  Another surge of electricity was send through her chest.  Racing
from one nipple to the other, the high voltage made her convulse again. 
This time her hand felt Luis balls contract as her spasming mouth around
his cock triggered his orgasm.  She felt the thick cock expand as it pumped
out its load of sperm in several volleys.  Only when she felt Luis pull out
of her opened mouth, she noticed that Sanchez killed the electricity
running through her again.  Looking around, she saw her torturer now
between her legs.  During the previous minutes, her cunt had started
leaking her own juices and sperm that had been deposited earlier again. 
Sanchez swiped his hardened cock through the slimy mass that had gathered
between her legs.  "Now there's a good girl...  Now just relax a bit more
and we'll be done for today..." he grinned at her as he lifted her shapely
legs over his shoulder.  Her ass got free from the mattress and she felt
the sticky goo dribble lower, all the way down to her sphincter.  Which was
exactly the spot where Sanchez placed his cock and started to press.  Cindy
was so exhausted that he had no problem in penetrating her rectum.  Her ass
opened up easy and soon he was lodged completely inside her.  Through the
haze of the still present pain caused by the pressed together tits and the
attached clamps, Cindy considered the rough pumping motion of Sanchez' cock
inside her tender asstube almost as a blessing.  Working her hips to
provide extra pleasure for him, she just wanted him to cum and the torture
to stop.  But like so many times before, what Cindy wanted was not what
Cindy got...  Sanchez noticed the increased 'enthusiasm' of his helpless
victim beneath him.  Despite the painful treatment of her tits and his
forceful fucking of her ass, he noticed that her nipples increased in
hardness and that even her clit came out of its usual protective hood.  He
mused to himself that even if the bitch did not know or did not want to
accept it, she was getting excited by all of this.  And switched on the
electricity again...  "Ng-ng-ng-ng-ng...  Aaaahhh!!" Cindy moaned as once
more her body convulsed on the rhythm of the voltage-variations that shot
through her.  Small drops of blood appeared around the nippleclamps, where
the sharp teeth of the clamps finally managed to pierce the tender skin.  A
sort tug on the wires connected to the clamps and Cindy's screams increased
in volume.  "AHHH!  Oh-my-god...  Oh-my-god...Oh-my-god...Oh-my-god!!"
Sanchez enjoyed the rhythmic convulsion that her ass provided him, as he
kept the electricity flowing.  Rubbing the clit that stood now almost half
of an inch out from between Cindy's engorged and soaking wet cuntlips, he
expertly massaged the wild bucking brunette to an violent orgasm.  He
killed the power as soon as Cindy's body flopped up and down during her
orgasmic release.  Keeping the pressure on her clit and tugging every now
and then on clamps attached to the oversensitive nipples, he prolonged her
orgasm for several minutes.  Cindy's face was now contorted in the mixture
of absolute agony and bliss that he liked to see on the face of any of his
fucktoys whenever he played with her.  But all good thing must come to an
end and as Cindy's ass stopped massaging his cock, he pulled out again and
presented the slime and shit covered pole of meat to the exhausted
brunette. Seeing the disgust and desperation in her tired eyes, he got even
harder and barked at her: "Suck it clean or else..." Dutifully Cindy opened
her mouth and took the slippery cock between her lips.  Gagging at the foul
taste that she experienced, she had no chance to enjoy, or recover from,
the multiple orgasms she just experienced.  But she knew better than to
complain or do a less than a perfect job.  And, like the many times before,
she licked along the veined cock as it was thrust again and again in her
open mouth.  Finally Sanchez could not stand the pleasure she provided
anymore.  With a guttural grunt he pulled himself from between her sucking
lips and with a few jerks, he added his load to that of Carlos.  Cindy sank
back on the bed and hardly felt the clamps and tit-press being removed. 
The sensation of feeling her blood flowing unrestricted was only
interrupted by a sharp stinging pain in her right nipple.  Carlos pushed
down the plunger and the next dose of the Z-drug entered Cindy's
bloodstream through the needle that had been pushed through her nipple all
the way in her tit.  Before Cindy was able to react, the drug was already
making itself present by the ever expanding vortex of changing colors that
filled her brain and pushed away everything....

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