The Visitor from Vienna

“Definitely,” everyone agreed.

“Good. You’ve all got the afternoon off to fuck him any way you like. Apparently he has an agreement with Veronika which states she has full control of him, legally binding. She has said that we can use him as we see fit.”

A couple of the girls from the office were a bit disgusted by the idea and asked to leave.

“If you don’t feel you are part of the team, ladies, then please feel free to leave the company.” The girls stayed where they were. “Good. Now let’s strip everyone. I bought you all a little present. It’s in that bag. Ladka, would you do the honour?”

Ladka handed each of the girls a strap-on penis. The guys received some buttplugs. They were a little confused, but it became clear when Ladka lubricated them and, instead of handing each buttplug out, she pushed it up each guy’s anus. This shocked them and were about to complain until they saw Sarah’s face.

Ladka also pulled out an assortment of other sexual implements, whips, chains, nipple clips, etc. The girls were now all wearing dildos.

“You may begin.” Sarah announced.

I watched them all move in on me, and within seconds, I felt Martin’s cum being pushed back inside my anus by someone’s dildo. I felt Carl’s penis enter my mouth. I felt clips attach to my nipples. I felt a whip strike my back.

They didn’t finish with me until ten pm that night. Each one of them fucked me senseless more than twice. I looked a mess, I felt a mess.

I put on the rest of my clothes and made my way out of the building. Phil was waiting for me.

“I’ll drive you home.” He told me.

“It’s not necessary.” I replied. But it was useless, he had the car door open and was waiting. What else could I do?

When we arrived home, he invited himself in.

“I’m going to take a shower.” I told him.